Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

Chapter 605: Reluctant to leave, but a promise must be upheld.

Nikolai enjoyed a pleasant evening with his brothers before sleeping with Nikita. He thought she might be jealous of Selene for having a son. In fact, his werewolf bride acted completely the opposite, worried and concerned for Selene sleeping all alone in the cold medical centre.

Lying beside her as the moon shone through the blinds, he could faintly hear the little snores and breaths of his three girls, while Nikita lay in his arms, sweaty and exhausted after four rounds of intense battle.

"Mm..."

Nikita sluggishly rolled onto her side, glancing up at Nikolai with wet, dreamy eyes. But as she reached out for him, her body shuddered, and her ears pointed upward.

"We need to change the sheets." Her lethargic voice brought Nikolai’s attention to his good deeds leaking from between her thighs and staining the bed.

He looked down at her playfully, ignoring her eyes and ears drooping.

"You really cannot blame me for this..."

Nikolai brushed her arm with a wry smile before he leaned close to her fluffy ear, "It was you who begged me to keep going, and I quote ’destroy my pussy’ until you lost consciousness."

The petite werewolf’s face immediately flushed red as she rolled off the bed, kicking towards Nikolai as she did. "Hooligan!"

"What?! How dare you eat the cake and lie about it!" Nikolai avoided her kick, capturing her delicate jade feet in his hands, before stroking the base as she fell to the floor with an amusing thud.

"Kyahaha, stop the babies." Nikita hissed as her tail fluffed up, glaring back at Nikolai with her hands on the floor.

"You’re the one making the noise."

With the flick of his fingertips, he rolled off the bed, letting Nikita slump on the floor, her plump butt swaying in the air, covered by her tail.

Honestly, the sight was divine.

"Aren’t you going to get knocked up again at this rate?" He mused while removing the bedsheets in one movement with the snap of his wrists. His relationship with his wives after taking them all on dates and confirming his feelings improved by leaps and bounds.

But this little wolf still couldn’t control her seething desires after giving birth.

So they would always fight after the fact, because Nikita hated admitting she wanted it more than he did.

"Shush."

"Don’t be coy, look at how full you are, it’s still gaping. If you aren’t satisfied, how about we go for another round or two?" Nikolai teased, thrusting his hips.

’She never changes, even after becoming a mother.’

From the moment he met her, this little firecracker would bite off more than she could chew and yet, even when it became clear she was in over her head. Nikita refused to admit her mistakes and would double down! Of course, Nikolai enjoyed this because it was always he who benefited from this.

"Look, hurry and dry the bed!"

Nikita huffed, with both hands on her small waist, swaying her tail in a huff.

"Okay, okay, but can’t you do the same?"

"Ehe~ I just like you doing it."

Thanks to everyone gaining the elemental blood arts from the Tepes clan, his women could now create small amounts of ice and fire when needed.

So, for the wet mattress, Nikolai sprayed an enzyme cleaner, because werewolf love juices caused damage to fabrics if left untreated. After finishing, he then flipped it over and used the flames of Tepes to dry the entire thing.

"Phew, there. Now, can we sleep?"

"Of course!"

Nikita jumped into the newly made bed, bouncing off the mattress before rolling herself in the quilt, leaving no space for Nikolai.

He just looked at her and shook his head. "Do you have to be so childish? You’re a grown mother now, act like one."

"Hmph!"

Without caring for his complaints, she turned over and slapped the bed with her tail, ignoring him completely.

Nikolai curved his lips while lifting his hand high in the air.

Then he swung down with all his might.

PAH!

"Wooo!?"

Nikita’s body jumped two metres off the bed as she held her buttocks, a clear red handprint now etched across the plump meat. "You, you, you!"

"Shh. The girls are going to wake up."

Nikolai grinned at her before slipping into the bed and taking the quilt for himself. He then left one leg in and the other out. When she climbed back into the bed, with a wronged face, he ignored her and closed his eyes.

It didn’t take long for the sly wolf to start to appease him with a sweet voice.

"Baby..."

"Baby, the quilt, I’m cold."

"Don’t fight, let’s cuddle, okay?"

"Pay the toll, and you can enter," Nikolai answered her with one eye open.

Nikita tilted her head, her creamy figure illuminated by the moonlight as she looked confused. To help her, Nikolai opened the quilt halfway, revealing a towering limb, his eyes narrowing into slits. "Appease me, and I will forgive you."

"Hmph, stinky pervert. I knew you just wanted me to do lewd things." Nikita complained, yet her eyes shone bright gold as she climbed headfirst into the quilt. She gripped the hard length with both hands and looked up at Nikolai. "Then... don’t get it in my hair."

After she spoke, she parted her pink lips and lowered her head.

Nikolai closed his eyes, the hot warmth spreading as a wet feeling curled around him with a slow suction.

"That’s it, good girl."

Twenty minutes later, her eyes suddenly widened while she gulped several times.

The poor wolf snorted as a bubble grew from her nose, and she almost drowned. After gulping several times, she stroked his raging length until it became calm and finished him in her mouth.

Finished with her task, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, sliding it along the smooth head to collect the dregs, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"Bleeeh~ so salty." Nikita spat the dregs of what she couldn’t swallow into a small tissue, then crushed it into a ball and tossed it into the bin.

"You say that, but why did you still swallow most of it?" Nikolai couldn’t really understand her complaints, when she barely spat any out.

"Huh? Do you want me to kiss you right now?! *Burp* Eugh, my breath smells so bad! You bad guy, why do you always make me do this?"

’Why is she so cute after sucking me off... It’s making me want to rail her again!’

Nikolai couldn’t complain, because Nikita’s blowjobs were so wet, sloppy and pleasant. Whenever she got into the mood, he struggled to last a few minutes. "I can’t help it, you’re just the best at doing it."

So he chose defiance and told a white lie.

"A-Ah, really?"

Suddenly, the fierce white wolf became timid. Her cheeks flushed red, and she ran to the bathroom, her fluffy tail curled around her buttocks as if to hide them.

He could only enjoy the familiar sight, looking down at his clean little brother. Nikolai couldn’t fault his wife; she even used the second tissue to clean him up. Who would complain about such a brilliant wife?

’I’ll be leaving here tomorrow, will they be alright without me?’

Not long after this, Nikita darted in from their en suite bathroom, her breath minty fresh after brushing twice. She then jumped into the bed and clung to his body, wrapping her limbs around him like a koala bear.

"Ehehe, did you really feel that good?"

How charming it was to see her little tail and ears dance whenever he praised her.

"It was the best, now stop touching it. Let’s sleep."

"Nn, but..."

"No."

"Okay~"

In the dark, the couple held each other tightly; both knew they might separate for a month or a week. Everything depended on Zara and her family. Nikita originally didn’t mind if he spent the night with his other wives, but Nikolai chose her.

A familiar comfort and warmth.

’If only Selene could be in the same bed, it’d be perfect.’

His original partners, now his harem, grew so large that he would have struggled to keep up if not for being an Ancestor-level monster.

"Nikolai?"

A soft, uncertain voice without her usual tone sounded in the darkness.

"Yeah?"

She shifted in the quilt, her hands sliding into his, intertwining their fingers.

"I love you."

"Mm, I love you too, Kita."

Without another word, the pair slipped into a calm, peaceful sleep.

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The next morning, Nikita lay face-first on the bed, still snoring, just like their three children, all of whom resembled their mother in the mornings.

As for Nikolai, he slowly wore his high-quality boxers, the tight material clinging to his body, before wearing a pair of smooth, Italian-branded pants. He wore a white, laced neck shirt and a black petticoat.

Nikolai’s current image was like a Victorian noble from the era of Jack the Ripper or Sherlock Holmes.

He adjusted his tie before stepping into the girls’ room.

On the unit, Nikita’s freshly squeezed milk remained chilled in several bottles. "Let’s feed these greedy wolves before I go."

He skillfully popped three of them into the heating slots and turned them on before lifting Viktoria, Dhalia and Elizabeth to check if they needed changing.

’Hmm, they’re not even wet?’ He sniffed.

Which was quite lucky for him.

He and Nikita had a deal that whoever woke up first would deal with their needs, while letting the other partner sleep.

The only issue was that he always woke up after two hours of sleep.

Bing!

A gentle sound filled the room.

Their bottles were at the perfect temperature.

As if waiting for this moment, Viktoria’s eyes snapped open as she made a cute sound, reaching out into the air.

"Woo~ Wuwu~"

His movements no longer nervous or slow, with a single scoop, she flew into the air for a few seconds before he caught her in his arms.

Greeted by a giggle and her little narrowed eyes.

’Just like your mothers, so adorable.’

"Yeah, I know. Daddy is going to feed and pamper you until he leaves, don’t worry, my little princess."

With a boop on her nose, he took the bottles and fed his firstborn while looking at the distant sun rising outside the window.

Today, he didn’t feel like leaving this room.

But he had to.