The first rush of her blood flooded my mouth—rich, coppery, laced with a sweetness that was uniquely hers.
She let out a very sensual moan, low and throaty, her body arching against me.
The sound vibrated through her, into me, stirring the embers of desire in my veins.
I drank slowly, savoring each gulp, the warmth spreading through my chest like liquid fire, invigorating every nerve.
After a few deep pulls, I separated, licking the twin punctures closed with my tongue, tasting the sweetness of her skin.
"I want to train in combat," I said, my voice husky from the feeding, my hands sliding up her sides.
"I need to be ready."
Nyami shivered, her breath coming in soft pants, but she nodded, her eyes half-lidded with lingering pleasure.
"Of course, my prince. It's a wise choice. Tomorrow morning, I'll introduce you to Lady Vexia. She's the only one available right now who's truly fit to teach you. Her skills are unmatched for someone of your... potential."
I leaned in again, curiosity sharpening my hunger.
"Vexia?" My fangs grazed her neck once more before sinking in, drawing another hot breath from her lips.
She clenched tighter around me, her arms wrapping around my shoulders, pulling me closer.
Her body heated, a flush spreading across her exposed skin, and I felt the slight wetness where she sat on me, a damp warmth pressing through her skirts.
She moaned softly into my ear, her voice trembling but steady.
"Lady Vexia... ah... she's 23—a genius. Just last year, she graduated from the Luminary Nexus Academy with honors that echoed through the empires. They call her the '6th Shade of Judgement'—one of the elite enforcers of Mooncrest,"
"Now, she leading an entire army, commanding with a mind sharper than most, At her age, it's unprecedented."
I pulled back slightly, her blood tingling on my tongue, the metallic tang mixing with the spice of her arousal.
"She must be incredible, leading an army so young."
Nyami nodded, her cheeks flushed, horns glinting as she shifted atop me.
"Yes, my prince. Her strategies have turned the tides of border skirmishes. She's fierce, yet fair—exactly what you need to hone your edge."
"Hmm.....Tell me more about Leyina,"I said, my voice dropping lower, laced with the pull of the moment.
I bit down again, deeper this time, and she panted heavily, her body trembling in my grasp.
But she pressed on, her words weaving through her gasps.
'Leyina... Oh♡~ Lord♡~...She....she's the eldest daughter of the Bloodrose house. Her mother passed when she was young, leaving her father to raise her alone. He was a strong duke, guiding the family with iron will and tender care,"
" But after the 2nd Cataclysm—the great rift that tore the lands— he was gravely injured. Bedridden ever since. He can speak a few words, move his hands a little, but nothing more. So, Isolde—his sister, now the duchess—has taken the reins of the duchy, handling the politics and alliances all by herself with her cunning hand.'
As she spoke, my hands wandered lower, cupping the firm curves of her ass through her skirts.
I started groping her cheeks gently, kneading the soft flesh, feeling her respond with a subtle arch of her back.
[System Warning: Sin of Lust— Manifesting]
'Ah... No wonder I'm so horny.'
She shimmered under my touch—a soft tremble that made her voice hitch—but she continued, loyal even in ecstasy.
"Leyina's thriving at the Mooncrest Empire Academy now, a third-year student. She's brilliant, with that fire in her eyes. The house's legacy weighs on her, but she's blossoming into—"
I slipped my hand between us, fingers tracing the edge of her panties beneath her hiked skirts.
The fabric was damp, clinging warmly, and I slid them aside, touching the outline of her wetness. The heat there was intoxicating, slick and inviting, her folds parting slightly under my exploration.
"Nyami,"
I whispered, my breath hot against her ear,
"Ae you wet?"
Her face bloomed red, a deep crimson that spread to her chest, her horns seeming to glow with her embarrassment. She bit her lip, eyes fluttering.
"I... I can't help it, my prince. Your touch, your bite—it's too much. You set me aflame."
I circled slowly, feeling her pulse quicken under my fingers, the slickness coating my skin like dew on petals.
"Do you want to continue?" i asked, my voice a gentle tease, holding back just enough to build the tension.
She lowered her head, shy now, her pinkish-red hair curtaining her face.
A soft whimper escaped her, but she didn't pull away.
"I won't if you don't say so," I murmured, my thumb brushing lightly, drawing another shiver from her.
"Yes,"she breathed, barely audible, her body pressing closer.
I smiled against her neck, nipping lightly without breaking skin.
"What yes, Nyami? Tell me clearly."
She let out a whimper of frustration, her hips shifting instinctively.
"I want you to continue... please~"
"Continue what exactly?" I pressed, my fingers delving a fraction deeper, feeling her clench around the intrusion.
A frustrated groan bubbled from her throat, her hands fisting in my hair.
"I want my lord Nyx to touch m3... to make me cum! Please, I need it."
"Good girl," I praised, my voice warm with affection, the words wrapping around us like a tender embrace.
"Good girls deserve rewards." With that, I rolled us over in one smooth motion, dropping her gently onto the soft bed.
The sheets billowed around her like clouds, her unbuttoned top falling open further, revealing the rise and fall of her breasts.
I settled atop her, my weight pressing her down, our bodies aligning in perfect harmony—her legs parting to welcome me, her crimson-lit eyes locking onto mine with raw, loving desire.
The night stretched before us, thick with anticipation, the air humming with the promise of deeper connections.
Her hands roamed my back, pulling me closer, and I leaned in, my lips brushing hers in a kiss that tasted of blood and longing.
"Let me show you how much you mean to me," I whispered, my fingers resuming their dance, slow and deliberate, building the slow burn that would consume us both.
Nyami's moans filled the room, soft and melodic, guiding me as I explored her.
Each touch was a revelation—the way her skin flushed under my palms, the scent of her arousal mingling with the lavender from the bath, the heat building between us like a spell weaving tighter.
I kissed down her neck, tracing the fading marks from my bites, savoring the salt of her sweat.
"You feel so good," I murmured against her collarbone, my voice vibrating through her.
"Only for you, Your Highness♡~" she gasped, her nails digging lightly into my shoulders, urging me on.
'Always for you.'
I slid lower, my mouth capturing one peaked nipple, tongue swirling in lazy circles while my hand worked between her thighs.
She arched, a cry escaping her lips, her body trembling on the edge.
The wetness there was abundant now, coating my fingers as I delved deeper, curling just right to elicit those sweet sounds.
Time slowed, each moment stretched—her breaths syncing with mine, our hearts pounding in unison.
"Tell me what you need," I said, lifting my head to watch her face, the way her eyes glazed with pleasure.
"More... deeper, my prince," she pleaded, her voice a husky whisper.
"Don't stop."
I obliged, my movements quickening just enough to push her higher, but never rushing.
The tenderness in her gaze, the way she clung to me, made it more than desire—it was connection, a bond forged in blood and touch.
"Ahgg♡~... Nhgg♡~...Haaa~♡"
As her climax built, her moans grew louder, her body tensing like a bowstring.
"Cun for me, Nyami," I encouraged, my free hand stroking her hair, grounding her.
"Ahannn♡~~~"
She shattered then, a wave crashing over her, her cries echoing softly in the chamber.
I held her through it, kissing her forehead, her cheeks, whispering praises as she came down, limp and sated in my arms.
We lay tangled, breaths mingling, the night wrapping us in its embrace.
But even in the afterglow, my mind flickered to the days ahead—training with Vexia, unraveling Leyina's path, preparing for the empire's trials.
For now, though, this moment was ours, a sensual anchor in the storm to come.