Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

Chapter 672: Awakened Ones

Nikolai panted, his large palms resting on Zara’s exposed bust. He smiled as his fingers sank into her flesh, while she gently sighed in her sleep. "You worked extra hard." His legs dangled from the cold table as both Sasha and Anastasia averted their gazes from the couple.

"Isn’t it about time you both brought me some new clothes?"

"A-Ah, about that nephew we didn’t watch on purpose, right, it’s just... the medicine and machines... right, Sasha?"

Meanwhile, the strange mermaid wrote in a small notepad. "A huge werewolf cock feels so good, the female experiences an intense multiple orgasms and can ejaculate dozens of times... what great research data!" When finished, she tucked it into her breast pocket and glanced down at Nikolai’s crotch with sparkling eyes.

’Huh, what the hell is she researching on my money?’

"Sasha..." He called out to her, but the mermaid quickly shuffled away. She yanked a plain white hospital gown from a storage cupboard and tossed it at his face.

"Don’t ask, just get changed."

The smooth cloth chilled his skin as he wrapped it around his body, the shoulders a little tight, but he couldn’t run around with his manhood dangling around.

After dressing himself, the bleeping and various machines came into view, along with the deep claw marks that ripped through various parts of the room.

He gathered that he did this in his frenzied state.

"So, Aunt. What happened after all?"

He stroked the slightly exposed black ring that wrapped around his heart, then spread into flaming tribal markings. It luckily matched the other tattoos and marks from his Luna ceremony and other life events.

The white-haired werewolf held a steaming cup of coffee and pursed her lips over the top, "Huuuu! Nikolai, I really have no clue." After blowing her coffee, she took a large gulp, guzzling it down before slamming the thermos down.

"When that strange lifeform tried to usurp control of your mind, the cursed blood we share started pumping faster as if to fight the organism."

"T-Then, the evil god’s blood stopped me from becoming a mindless beast?"

Nikolai lowered his head, glancing at the mark as his entire body throbbed slightly after mating with Zara.

He couldn’t help but tremble.

"If not for that girl’s actions, you might’ve lost to the thing, but once it began to mix with her flesh and tried to infect her, something rejected the thing completely. Look over there."

Anastasia pointed to a sealed glass vial inserted into Sasha’s lab tools with a flame billowing beneath it.

Inside the vial was a large amount of the black slime.

Haunted by the fact that he came that close to losing himself forever.

"Nikolai, stand there and grab that metal device."

"Hm?"

He followed her instructions and grabbed the half-metre-long metal bar with two handles at the ends, made of a rubbery material, attached to various machines using cables.

"What does this do?"

He gripped both ends and felt a powerful suction force holding the two handles tightly within the bar.

"Grab the bar, and pull both sides with all your might, do not transform and do not use your bloodlines! Just physical power first."

"Okay!"

At first, he pulled slowly, the recoil tight enough that he barely moved the two handles a few inches before the pressure tripled.

That’s when he saw a number on the display: 300.

’Oh, I see...’

The numerical values that most monsters used to decide one’s state, level or power came from a device or method like this. But Nikolai frowned. Of course, he wasn’t going all out. But 300 was far too low; that wasn’t even a mature adult’s strength.

Creak!

The machine creaked as the number rose rapidly.

He clenched his thighs, the muscles locking into place as he squatted into a horse stance, dragging both ends. A searing heat spread through his chest, yanking at his pectorals the more force he exerted.

...400

...500

...800

Finally, he reached close to the level of an Elder just from using his physical prowess.

Sweat poured down his cheeks as the metal ripped itself away from him, trying to return to the original state. The movement tore his muscles, causing a dull, burning ache to spread further from his chest to his thighs and back.

"Ahhhh!"

Bzzzt!

The machine sparked the moment it reached beyond 1000 on the metre, but he continued to clench his teeth, dragging every ounce of power from his physical body.

Anastasia watched the machine with her mouth wide open.

She wondered why Nikolai looked so disappointed by a non-combative 300, "that’s more than double the previous patriarch’s..."

When not using their bloodline or in a combative state, most supernaturals subconsciously limited their power to avoid obliterating the feeble humans around them. It was a survival instinct honed over thousands of years.

Though he was trying his best, Anastasia smirked.

"I remember when dad and brother did this... It’s amazing, your amazing little Nephew..."

But her face darkened.

"Is this why the fate of our entire race is now resting on your shoulders... I hate this shit. Fuck! Why can’t the old bastards settle their own grudges instead of dragging my cute Nephew into this?"

She reached for the packet of cigarettes shaking inside her lab pocket, almost half the pack already gone.

But then hesitated as Nikolai suddenly dropped to his ass.

"Tsk... there are too many pregnant women here, forget it."

Anastasia glanced at her dumb little Nephew, before noticing the machine flickering with electricity as the ERROR sign flashed.

"You broke it, huh?"

"A-Ah... forgive me, Aunt, it was just a little delicate."

"Tsk, delicate... You damn brute! Cover your crotch for god sake, stop flashing that brutal thing... what if my future boyfriend is small and I compare them!?"

"Hahaha!"

Nikolai chuckled while dragging himself up.

"Stop laughing!"

That’s when she tapped the machine’s records and brought up the highest value recorded by her Nephew. Her pupils dilated before she shook her head and took a cigarette from her breast pocket.

"Damn, looks like I need this after all..."

On the screen in front of her, the words "Ancestor" flashed in the numerical recordings.

"I’ll have to speak with my dear brother and my sister-in-law."

...

Nikolai managed to find some simple blue pants and a shirt from a locker, much better than the simple robe. When he came back to find Anastasia, she was gone, leaving a note telling him to head to the special ward the moment he recovered.

"I can’t leave Zara..."

He approached the table, gently running his fingers through her messy hair.

"Ugh... so much..."

Bite marks, claw marks, slight bruising and... a huge amount of his seed still dribbled from between her parted thighs.

There could be no doubt that he borderline violated her, and yet she slept with such a peaceful face, smiling from ear to ear.

He spent a short time dabbing a cloth in warm, sterilised solution, cleaning the wounds, marks and mess from her alluring body.

"Mm... it tingles... hehe" Her eyes fluttered slowly, opening after he finished removing most of the filth apart from the mess between her thighs. "ahh... I can feel it bubbling inside me and leaking out..." She spoke with a soft, cute tone as she rolled on her back.

"Zara I—"

"Shhhh!" She placed a finger on his lips. "I’ve achieved something great, don’t you understand?"

At first, it was true he couldn’t quite understand.

"Here, look..." Her eyes narrowed into crescent moons as she grabbed her abundant breasts with two hands, then lifted and spread them.

A heavy throb pulsed inside Nikolai’s groin as he shook his head quickly.

"Stop being strange and look!" She used her extra hands to point to the devastatingly deep cleavage between them.

"So hot... eh?"

While perving on his wife, he saw a familiar black circle with a flaming ring.

"You... you also have one?!"

"Mm, I can also feel something down below... It’s a little embarrassing, but could you take a look?" Her crotch was the only place he avoided while she slept, planning to run a full tub of hot water to clean it thoroughly.

"Of course."

Nikolai squatted between her thighs as she slowly spread them apart.

Squelch~

The remaining semen leaked from the hole and dribbled down her crack, matting her pubic hair and pooling on the table.

He leaned closer, the rich, musky scent flowing into his nose.

Then the heat of her body steamed against his face as she averted her gaze.

"I can’t see anything except..."

"Nn... a little higher, here... try parting my hair..."

Most of his women weren’t so over-the-top with their management. He only asked them to either trim or shave slightly if they wanted.

Zara’s grew slightly longer than the other women’s.

Her silky white fur curled around his fingertips as he tried to spread it to see her bright red flesh. That’s when the same marking appeared again, but the circle was a little misshapen and took the form of a heart.

"This is really lewd..." He muttered under his breath.

"W-What? Is there something there...? I can feel something throbbing... Promise you won’t think I am a disgusting woman..." She covered her face as she breathed faster. "Each time I think of you, it heats up and makes me... makes me get wet... and want more."

’What a jackpot!’

He thought at first, but then he felt something strange... a dull beating within his heart, and his loins began to burn.

Nikolai glanced up and found her staring back at him, her teeth sinking into her lips. She panted, her cheeks dark red, her breath so hot it created visible steam.

"Nikolai... my womb aches so much.... can... can we do it again, just once? I can sit on you... and do all the work, okay?"

As she hummed for more with a bewitching voice

The same kind of intense desire flowed like a raging maelstrom within his loins.

’More, faster... I want her.’

The marking on her pelvis shimmered with a pink light, while his was a brilliant gold as they collapsed onto the metal bed.

A moment later, their bodies shook with sharp thrusts, his seething heat punging into her welcoming depths.

As Zara’s voice filled the entire room with a passionate melody.