Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

Chapter 627: A Djinn Princess Never Disappoints

Zara desperately gripped Nikolai’s head with both hands, stroking through his thick hair. She blew hot air into his mouth before suddenly grabbing his face. The way he flexibly curled his tongue made her womb throb with an intense heat.

A memory suddenly surfaced in her mind, him with another woman.

The gentle heat fused with frustration knotting in her chest. Her pulse raced thinking about his beast-like grunts and how she squealed, begging for more in bliss, every instinct screaming for equality.

She pounced on him, closing the space between them, clamping his cheeks, then roughly sucking his long tongue. Her lips tightened, pulling the soft meat into her mouth. The rough, passionate kiss created syrupy strings that glued to her lips, creating a bridge when she pulled back with a wet pop.

Zara wiped her lips with her small pink tongue, lapping up his spit with a coquettish flick, and with a soft hum, she glanced up at him, slurping the threads with an alluring sound.

His pupils shrank, focused on her lips as if entranced.

"Zara, when the hell did you get so good at this?"

Nikolai wiped his lips with the back of his hand, swallowing the remnants of her saliva. Then, suddenly grinned like an unchained beast.

He didn’t speak further, but the hard, pulsing object beneath her spoke volumes.

"... Don’t say that."

She turned away, averting her flushed cheeks.

"I won’t lie to you, I promise."

She peeked at him from the corner of her big eyes and snorted. Then adjusted herself on his lap and blew against his neck. Her body slumped in his arms with a chest pounding like mad because his thick muscles pressed against her soft body.

"R-Really...?" she stuttered.

Heat built in her cheeks as she met his piercing gaze, surprised he didn’t tease her for once. His hands wrapped around her hips, holding her in place. A pleasant tingling heat spread through her back.

"Do you like that?" Nikolai asked, while sliding his fingers across her lower back, squeezing and fondling her tight muscles. The sensation sent jolts of pleasure up her spine. Zara bit the tip of her tongue to muffle her voice.

"Mhm, keep going..."

Her throat tightened as she wrapped both arms around his neck and closed her eyes. In the darkness, the sensation of his hands pressing into her flesh amplified tenfold. Each of his delicate touches left a tender heat behind as he left.

"You look extremely beautiful in this dress."

’I know, your body is telling me everything, you perverted wolf.’

Zara’s cheeks flushed deep red as the hard shape poked between her thighs. The loose material of his pants couldn’t contain such a beast. His heat seeped through the material of her dress. It almost set her body ablaze.

"What’s that look for?" He asked with a smile.

Her eyes darted away, avoiding his knowing gaze. "N-Nothing."

Before she could cool her unbridled fever, Nikolai leaned closer. He pushed his warm lips right against her neck and slowly traced her nape with the tip of his nose, exhaling warm breath throughout the process as if on purpose.

The air remained cool inside the carriage, so the sensation of his breath on her skin was more obvious.

It was hot and itchy.

Her right hand subconsciously grasped Nikolai’s shirt, exposing his body. The sudden actions blew her mind, and with nothing to grasp with her left hand. She moved it across and pulled the other side of his shirt.

Nikolai circled her delicate neck, and after reaching the left side, his mouth finally pressed against it.

Now, her hands tugged his shirt hard again.

The hungry wolf traversed every part of her neck, first sniffing and marking the ground, and then, once finding a place he liked, he "bit." Zara, at her age, lacked experience. But if it came to steamy romance novels, although mostly erotic, she was considered a veteran.

As everyone knew, werewolves were quite... well, you know.

How could she not know the state of Nikolai’s mind right now?

It was just that she hadn’t been further than this before. They met all the conditions, but she lacked that trigger to set her off. Now, by the time she reacted, Nikolai parted his lips, poking his sharp fangs against her soft flesh.

"Can I?" He panted, almost desperately.

"O-Of course."

Zara’s abdomen tightened as she nodded, holding the edge of his shirt. Her chest raced so powerfully that she was certain he could hear it. A bead of sweat dripped down her cheek while she observed him from the corner of her eye, heart pounding away heavily with a trace of fear she couldn’t quite suppress.

But there was no mockery.

Nikolai stroked up and down her back, gently kissing her red nape. The sudden closeness eased some of her tension, though a nervous thrill still fluttered through her.

He opened his mouth, exposing a healthy pair of glistening white fangs. Zara’s stomach knotted. Part of her wanted to pull away, but a dark excitement kept her tied down on his lap, waiting.

His lips sucked instantly, devouring her blood. Heat and shock entwined, racing through her body. A jolt of lightning shot across her nerves, leaving her mind staggering between panic and something dangerously sweet.

The moment he punctured her skin, a jolt of lightning travelled through her body.

"Ahh... Goddess~"

She flung her head back passionately, gasping for air. Each mouthful he took made fire crawl through her blood, her ears ringing, her stomach turning in a delicious torment she didn’t know she could feel.

A burning fever spread from his bite.

The mixture of pleasure and pain was unbearable. She tried to adjust herself, but her sweet moans soon leaked through parted lips. The bizarre flood of excitement drowned her mind as her vision turned white.

"This can’t be normal.... Hnnn..... My body, it feels so strange..."

"Shhhh, it’ll be over soon."

Nikolai cupped her cheek with his huge hand, his hot breath dancing along her sensitive neck and into her cleavage. Zara closed her moist eyes, leaning against Nikolai’s palm. A cooling comfort spread as she stared at his mouth.

She found the rough movement of his tongue tracing the two wounds sexy. And when he drank her blood, Nikolai would squeeze and kiss her neck possessively.

The pleasure soon drowned out the pain while she calmed herself, letting her lower arms slip free and slide down her body. Her second pair of arms grew below her normal ones, allowing her to reach under her buttocks.

She easily slid her dress just over her hips. To reveal her black lace panties with a butterfly pattern and sparse pink hairs poking out from the top.

"Hey, Nikolai." She uttered softly with a soft voice, leaning against his body with two arms, while lifting her hips off his thighs. "You seem to be a little backed up, down here." A rush of excitement and desire overwhelmed her, similar to an explosion.

Once her hands lay firmly on his thigh, his fierce eyes snapped towards and resembled a beast mid-meal. Zara’s heart tightened with fear, her thighs trembled yet again, that sultry feeling, like a rumble in the dark.

The whisper told her to ’Rub it, Grab it, Stroke it. He’ll soon submit to you.’

"Zara, do you know what will happen when you touch me there?"

Nikolai’s gruff voice inside her ears, ticklish yet overflowing with heat. "N-No..." She lied, wanting to hear it. Those filthy words he would mutter to her, while pinning her against the carriage seat, showing her a new world.

"Hmph." His lips curled. "Then, do as you please."

Zara watched him with caution, quivering the moment his long tongue slid across her neck, leaving a trail of his saliva. Her mind resolved. She leaned forward, lifting herself off his lap again, no longer fooled or scared of his grunting.

The instant her two hands grabbed her buttocks, the soft meat spread as she trembled eagerly. Her dress lifted, revealing the soft pink flesh that wiggled whenever she s wriggled in the air.

She reached down with her spare arms, curling between her thighs, as she grasped the swollen object stretching Nikolai’s white pants to the limit. The first thing she felt was heat, then the hardness and how it throbbed constantly.

Nikolai’s lips pulled away from her neck, leaving a painful dullness that throbbed each moment he didn’t suck on her. Then he questioned her with a rough voice.

"Are you really going to do it?!"

The swish of fabric answered his question as Zara clenched her eyes tightly, directing her fingers along his waistband. She pulled the elastic, lowering it until something flopped out and slapped her arm.

It seemed weighty and stiff.

"Oh, Zara, you foolish little Djinn."

Her heart thundered inside her chest, the hot fleshy rod flopped against her hand, but she dared not move, and the throbbing heat spread into her skin. She had an unquenchable thirst, a new urge that spawned inside her the moment she felt it.

"So, what do you think of my cock?" Nikolai mused before placing both hands on her cheeks. His palms almost burned with their intense heat. She could feel his nose blowing against her from a close distance. Unable to resist her desires, she opened her eyes.

His handsome, chiselled features and sharp gaze focused on her.

Zara glanced down, before back into his eyes... her extra arms hovering just above the proud towering werewolf dick. She swallowed, the dryness of her throat a vivid contrast to the soaked state of the lips between her hips.

Her pink hands spread across the shaft and grabbed it.

"A Djinn Princess never disappoints."