Chapter 89 89: Vampire Princess [Part 1] [Small-R18]

Ophelis grasped onto him tighter, her lips covered in saliva and blood. Should another vampire see this, they would shake their head, dubbing her a messy eater.

He wondered why he felt so good. His hands seemed to stroke along her back naturally and enjoyed the feel of her pink hair and her slightly cool flesh.

Although her hands were now covered with a black glove like covering and sharp claws. He found her adorable and couldn't see why others would not feel the same.

"Mmmph!"

—|Ophelia: 'How does it taste? Can we switch? Let me taste!'

Vincent suffered a sweet pleasure. Her soft lips gently pressed against his neck and sucked on him. She would slide her little tongue along the wound as she drank, making a messy slapping sound. He noticed her slit made wet sounds as she rubbed along his thigh.

—|Vincent: 'I guess drinking blood isn't just food, but also sexual.'

Her little hands slid down his muscular back, grasping his muscles and flesh with her fingertips. As she traced along down to his waist, rubbing her cold palm against his firm ass, using the grip to grind her hips harder.

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"Hah…. Mmnn! So tasty…More blood."

She kissed his neck passionately, her fangs retracted and licked his neck with a loud smacking sound. Ophelis became filled with a fiery pleasure inside her abdomen as she slid along his thigh faster, the tough muscles catching her little clit at the right angle.

Ophelis desired him with both his blood and body.

However, the moment she wanted to reach for his thick, bulging package, her body convulsed and a tear of pain appeared inside her body. Her eyes widened as her lips spluttered, spitting out his blood and fluttered back onto her bed lay with her body spread out.

"What's happening!?" she said in shock, her body burned up and spasmed even more.

A large burst of blood came from her stomach as it wrapped around her body, almost like a jacket, and the blood inside her veins streamed out and vanished into the cold air.

Vincent watched in silence. He wasn't that horny to jump a girl that seemed in pain. He watched her with calm eyes, wondering what had happened.

Suddenly, his helpful spirit spoke to him.

[Ah, you don't need to worry. When vampires are born naturally, they have two sides. Their racial form be it human, elf, dwarf, you get the gist. Then their vampire side.]

[Once they awaken, one of the two sides will get devoured, normally the racial side.]

"It hurts…"

Her body trembled as blood surrounded her entire body, forming a cocoon hiding her from his vision. He could still hear the muted cries of pain and her panting.

[It won't take long, then she will ravage you again. Vampires have an outrageous sense of loyalty and sexual desire to the one who awakened them. The bond is probably stronger than that crotch seal every girl you fuck gets.]

"That's quite interesting... But why do I think something will go wrong and it will be a little troublesome?"

Vincent decided he couldn't change what happened and would watch it with a warm smile. He would accept her changes as his own blood caused this in the end.

Moments passed, as he sat on the stool watching in silence. Still, he kept the hundred flaming bolts hovering outside in case things went badly.

After ten minutes, the solid blood cocoon burst open. The cocoon grew in size during the time he waited and shocked him. But not enough to prepare him for the sight before him.

Two beautiful pale girls kneeled on the wide bed, both with similar features and their sensual bodies on display.

He felt a strange sensation, like something connected him to both girls at once. Vincent looked at the two girls with almost identical looks and bodies. A deep urge to violate them and make them his own burned deep inside his lower body and the depths of his mind.

The left girl with large breasts, white half tied up hair and with one crimson and one golden eye watched him as if entranced. Her body is pristine, with faint muscles all over her body with tight stomach abs that were attractive for him.

On the right, a girl with thick thighs and larger ass, her pink candyfloss like hair down to her ankles in a twirled double braid. Similar to her twin, the eyes were crimson and golden. Her body was much softer and the tuft of pink fur above her garden twinkled with her nectar.

"Hello, master." Said the girl with white hair. She bowed gently and let her huge breasts shake as if on purpose to entice him.

"My prince!" Ophelia, with her pink hair, said in a joyful tone. Her body shot forward and her fleshy ass squished on his lap as she wrapped herself around his neck.

A long pink tongue extended and tasted the slightly dried blood as her small white fangs nibbled on his neck.

"Mmmnph! Ophelis is so mean, tasting this delightful blood first!"

Ophelia pouted, yet her little face formed a wolflike smile. Her meaty thighs suddenly moved and slipped his hard, exposed shaft between her heavy ass cheeks and slid against his body with light pants. His curved shaft allowed his glans to tease her little button with each movement.

"Ahh, so mean… Ophelis stole the first pleasure of your blood. So I will take your naughty cock."

Vincent felt like his brain stopped working, different from Ophelis, who gave him a fierce sensation when drinking his blood and touching his body. This girl was fluffy and her ass cheeks seemed to suck his cock between them. Her damp slit stained his shaft with her thick, sticky white nectar.

"When did you become such a dirty princess?"

He asked her. His hands groped around her body, enjoying the soft fleshy feel as his hands sank into her butt and pulled her cheeks apart before they slapped against his cock.