Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

Chapter 628: A Djinn’s Inexperienced Handjob [R18]

Nikolai clenched his jaw the instant her cold, jelly-like hands wrapped around his cock, the smooth surface easily gliding up and down without friction. Her leg hand squeezed his base gently, while the right jerked him with unskilled movement.

"It’s so hot... does it feel good?"

Zara wrapped her legs around his waist, holding herself still as she huffed with a hot sigh beside his fluffy ear.

" It’s a little softer than I thought."

"What? Did you think it’d always be like a lead pipe?" He said in a gruff voice, leaning close to her cheek and blowing down her neck.

Her right hand stiffened with a slimy sound. His precum bubbled between her delicate pink fingers. She glared at him the moment he mocked her, then sipped her left hand under his shaft, seizing his balls between her digits. "Do you want me to crush them?"

"Oi." He growled.

Then grabbed her nape and yanked it back.

"W-Wait!?"

Zara yelped, releasing his member, falling back off the seat and held at his mercy.

The way she looked up at him as if pleading for mercy sent violent chills down Nikolai’s spine. He narrowed his eyes with a cruel smile before swatting his hand across her pink buttocks. "Be good, or I will spank your oversized ass."

"Ouch... but you just spanked me."

"..." He continued to glare at her.

"Look at this thing, you’ve made it so angry."

His stomach tightened, holding in the laugh as he lied. The moment she threatened him, an immediate burst of adrenaline and lust overwhelmed him. He wanted to mount her, listening to how she begged him in tears.

To stop, or keep going... both held great images.

He gripped his cock tight at the base, then slapped it against her face.

Slap.

"Nhm?" Her little mouth curled into a circle as she saw it.

His heart beat faster as he watched her eyes dart around anxiously. Nikolai’s hand reached out, grasping her small chin, lifting it to face him. "Hey, be a good girl and kiss it better." Her body shook while averting her eyes from his throbbing cock that oozed pre-cum.

Ba-Dum

Ba-Dum

The rapid beat of her heart drummed in his ears.

Then he sniffed the air, and a thick, almost pleasant scent spread from her body. Different from sweat, or a natural odour, it was musky and a little sour. Nikolai’s brows lifted, a sudden excitement brewing as his cock swelled further.

"Are you horny?"

"Did the sight of my exposed penis make you wet?"

Zara’s body quivered at his sudden ambush of questions. She laid four hands against his approaching chest while gripping him tightly with her muscular thighs. Simply unable to let go, she betrayed herself.

"Don’t look so scared. I know, we won’t go too far." Nikolai reached out, lifting her delicate white locks and running his fingers through them. "Show me how good a handjob from a Djinn princess can be."

Without waiting for an answer, he lifted her light body with his left hand and dropped back onto the carriage seat, placing her on his lap. This time, his cock flopped to the side, squishing the meat of her inner thigh.

"Y-You’re so vulgar." She pouted, but didn’t hesitate.

Her four hands quickly lowered, two caressing the head. She massaged the sticky surface with her palms, smearing them with his precum. The other grasped either side of his shaft, her eyes gingerly glancing up at him. Upon seeing his wolfish grin, she quickly lowered it and began to stroke along the swollen shaft.

"Four hands are quite convenient."

"Nn..."

She breathed heavier, the warm, misty breath tickling his chest.

"Come a little closer, shift your hips a little, Zara."

His smooth, comforting voice sounded inside the carriage as he pulled her close. The change in distance allowed his cock to press against the soft flesh of her pussy, protected by the black lace panties.

"Ah..." Zara’s cheeks reddened.

"Oh wow... you’re really wet."

"D-Don’t say that!"

Whenever spending time with this princess after their kiss. He found she lowered all sense of defence when alone with him, and stopped putting up her strong walls. The subtle heat from her skin transferred from inside her underwear as her hands continued their jerky, amateurish movement.

Yet, despite this.

The effort she gave triggered jolts of euphoric bliss through every cell in his body.

A string of juices leaked from the tip, dribbling down her skin as she jerked him faster. Her eyes remained locked on his cock, and with every thrust, she revealed the glans covered by his foreskin. She sank her teeth ever so slightly into her lips.

Nikolai’s balls clenched, his throat rattling as she managed to subvert her inexperience with twice the hands. Her handjob became faster as the slimy sounds of her pumping his meat filled the elegant carriage with an obscene atmosphere.

"Does it feel good?" She peeked at him with a smile. Her lovely golden orbs were virtually begging for a compliment. The Djinn princess attempted to learn, interlocking her hands over his tip as she fondled his bell end.

He leaned to the side, enjoying the sight of a pretty woman’s face inches from his cock as her breath blew over the place her hands jerked rapidly. She parted her plump red lips and all of a sudden sniffed near his glans.

Zara recoiled, but a moment later... she did it again with sparkling eyes.

Nikolai’s stomach tightened.

The sight of this proud princess sniffing his cock created a chain reaction; a simple event can bring one to the limit. He wanted to cover that face with his seed... to see the thick creamy sperm dripping from her face.

But it was impossible.

The carriage ride would only be an hour; there wasn’t a way to clean her face without ruining her makeup.

Her handjob created constant squelching pops as she became more confident. She used her right hand to pleasure his upper half with fast jerks. Then slowly fondled and massaged the base and balls with the left.

"Hey, Zara."

"Mhm?"

"Stick out your tongue."

He reached out, cupping her cheeks, while looking down at her with half-closed eyes. His cock jerked the moment she opened wide. Zara’s long, pink tongue appeared between her pure white teeth before slipping out.

No matter what he asked, she tried to complete it. Though she showed a frown, huffed or pouted, somehow that added to the spice.

"Your tongue is really pretty."

Zara narrowed her eyes at his compliment, fluttering her lashes. But her eyes widened the moment he wrapped both hands around her thin waist because he started rubbing himself against her slit.

The rough feeling of lace against his foreskin created painful tingles at first. But the dark stain from her crotch soon expanded, creating a viscous lubricant. Nikolai thrust harder, his cock pushing through her hands and poking against her pussy each time. "You’re such a perverted woman, Zara. Look how wet your panties are."

"N-Nikolai.... Hnnn..... that’s strange...."

"Can I pull them to the side?"

"Eh, eh... what?!" She gasped, looking directly into his eyes.

"Don’t worry, I won’t penetrate, look. Like this."

He slipped her soaked panties to the side, exposing a neat, well-trimmed pussy with small pink lips barely covering the entrance.

"Ahh...."

"God, your cunt is so soft..."

Nikolai’s cock sank into her slit, spreading her pink lips with a sticky squelch, her juices drooling down his shaft, as their heat merged. He spread his fingers, grasping her soft hips tightly, then began to rock back and forth.

"Nn.... Haa.... this is... okay... You won’t enter right..."

Zara stared at him with watery eyes, her hands grasping his body tight, unable to stop the heated breaths from leaking each time his cock poked her clit, rubbing against her hood with his glans to stimulate her.

"Of course not."

He smiled as his cock pulled back, then with a sharp thrust, his tip pushed against her soft, opening, the squishy flesh stretching almost enough to allow him entry. The stimulation, like a bomb, defying his words, caused a frenzied influx of hunger.

"Mmmm.... w-what... did it go inside just now?!" Her little eyes closed tight, her hands pinching him as if enraged. "I felt something enter..."

"Don’t worry," Nikolai drew close to her neck, his fangs brushing along the surface as he inhaled her delicious scent. "It wasn’t even the tip, here... this is the tip." After speaking, his hands lowered, grabbing her plump ass, spreading the round cheeks apart with a lewd squish, before dropping her onto his cock.

"Hnnnn!?"

His eyes glowed with a golden shine the moment his glans spread her opening, almost pushing deeper, but he held her in the air, his balls throbbed, desperate for release.

"I’m cumming." He grunted in her ear.

Zara’s eyes widened, her pussy instantly clamping down on his tip, the suction instantly bringing him over the edge.

"Ngh!"

A spurt of heat shot inside her pussy, the entrance stretched by his glans, allowing his throbbing cock to unload rope after rope of sperm into her soft, drooling walls. He then shamelessly bit her neck while letting out a fierce growl.

Shot after shot, poured out from his clenched balls.

Zara’s nails sank into his flesh, but she didn’t complain; rather, she started rolling her hips, swaying them from side to side, as if to slide further onto his cock.

After a few moments, Nikolai’s eyes instantly returned to normal. He glanced down at the misty-eyed Zara and bit his tongue, sinking his teeth deep enough to pierce the skin. A sweet, yet sour taste filled his mouth as she suddenly pulled her tight.

Nikolai hugged her back with all his force, almost crushing her small frame.

"Forgive me, Zara... I lost control."

A frenzy overwhelmed him the moment he drank Zara’s blood. He felt relatively normal, so he didn’t stop himself, but once her scent grew, he became a beast in the sheep pen.

Suddenly, a familiar cooling sensation wrapped his face.

"Idiot."

Zara fluttered her lashes with a smile. "Did you really think I would be angry if we did "that" here... I am a grown woman and know you quite well, Nikolai. Don’t patronise or misunderstand me."

She stroked his cheeks, brushing his scruffy hair behind his ears. Then gripped a tuft tight and lifted her chin, pressing their noses together. "I said I’d become your wife. It wasn’t a joke, so even if we made a mistake and broke the rules, wouldn’t it be quite fun? Fufu."

Her laugh sent a warm flood through his chest, drowning the momentary lust.

"You..." He shook his head, deflated and defeated by her enthusiastic gaze. "Then, allow me to help redo your dress and clean you up."

"Mm, that’s good. Because it’s going to drip..."