Chapter 11: First Vampire

“Haa, hmmph… fuhaa… hmpf, haa.”

Her lips left his neck.

She gulped down the transparent strands that stretched between them like a spider’s web.

Then, Yuria, breathing heavily, looked at me with trembling eyes.

A longing look, filled with affection…

The moment I felt that emotion, the only thought in my head was that I had done it.

Yuria’s face, struggling to cope with the intense pleasure from her first blood-sucking.

..Gulp.”

She had the face of a bewitching woman.

But honestly, it was dangerous to go any further.

There were still a lot of things to deal with outside.

We had barely kissed and shared blood while embracing each other, but even that was ecstatic. Was it because she was an unparalleled beauty?

When I gestured to pull away, Yuria, as if she had seen it coming, pulled my back hair and stopped me.

“P, please do it one more time.”

“That’s,”

The words ‘not possible’ were caught in my throat. It was because she had accurately seen through me, who didn’t really dislike it.

And then, a rough kiss followed.

-Smooch, kiss… slurp, hmmph.

Sticking to Yuria, I kissed her for several minutes.

Was kissing also influenced by talent? Yuria, who had been clinging to me with her bewitching body while keeping her eyes closed at the end, was already tempting me with a high level of seduction.

But whenever I grabbed her lower abdomen, the woman who had been acting coquettishly would tremble, and the look on her face as she rolled her eyes upward was so arousing.

-Haa… haa…

When our lips parted, Yuria was constantly blinking her hazy red eyes and acting drunk as if she were intoxicated.

The woman’s smiling face showed no sign of resistance. If I took her to bed right away, it would be natural to eat this ripe fruit.

But was Yuria feeling the same way?

She threw me onto the bed with superhuman strength and began to lick her tongue.

Ian’s clothes were torn to shreds, and the faint scent of blood brushed against Yuria’s nose.

Every time she took a breath, the scent that made her dizzy made her vision blurry.

Why was the scent that she didn’t think was this strong until just now bothering her so much?

It must have been because of the embrace of the man she was holding now.

It felt as if her body was floating. Her mind felt at ease and warm.

When she collapsed on the snow-covered road without hesitation, she had never felt so thrilled and excited.

Perhaps it was because of the cold felt through her thin clothes. She wanted to burrow deeper into his embrace and hold him tighter.

She was secretly ashamed of the scars on her hands and arms that she hadn’t cared about, and her underwear, soaked in sweat, felt sticky.

“Yuria.”

Rustle-

When a hard male hand touched her shoulder, Yuria trembled as if she had been startled.

“Y, yes. Master.”

“

“I, I want to do it one more time.”

I thought that if we continued like this, there would be no end.

I could already feel Yuria’s breath as she burrowed into my embrace.

Her lips touched the spot on my neck where she had sucked blood.

Then, the woman, who smiled with satisfaction, gave me a light kiss and grabbed the back of my neck.

-Thump, thump.

Still, Yuria, who blushed like a tomato because she was embarrassed to kiss me herself, closed her eyes tightly.

And pressed her lips together.

There were only a few centimeters left.

I knew I had to refuse, but I was already holding her waist and exploring her mouth.

Sharing each other’s saliva, our rough tongues intertwined. As a result, we became short of breath, and our minds became hazy.

But even though we both knew that fact, the force with which we held each other’s bodies only increased, as if we didn’t want to separate.

-Smooch, haap… ugh, heh.

“Fuh… heh.”

Ian’s hard hand grabbed Yuria’s soft waist, and they changed positions while feeling the bare skin beneath.

This time, I was on top.

Yuria, already hazy from lack of oxygen, was busy trying to keep her mind together.

Slightly loosened buttons on her chest.

A sweet breath.

Below, Yuria, whose lips were already wet with my saliva, was smiling like a fox and holding my shoulder.

It was truly an irresistible temptation.

“Master, Master. Ian… Ian, more… please give me more.”

“…Yuria.”

A tickling desire, Yuria wrapped her body around me and panted.

The final boss, who could kill even the Knight Commander right now.

She was at a loss for what to do just by having her name called.

She slightly raises her clothes, which were too low, so that they didn’t reveal her entire chest.

Her tomato-red face was already a mixture of shame, pleasure, and affection.

“Are you okay?”

Nod, nod.

“J, just a little bit of breath… hmpf!?”

Gulp.

I mixed Yuria’s saliva with mine and let her swallow it.

And Yuria, startled, was busy swallowing it, and I played with her mouth in the meantime.

The unique, arousing scent of a woman’s flesh.

I wanted to cross the line so badly, but I held back.

It wasn’t time yet.

-Rustle, squeeze…

Yuria hugged me tightly.

As a result, her G-cup breasts were pressed against my body and squished.

The body heat felt from her bare skin was hot.

The occasional heartbeat told me how excited Yuria was right now.

-Thump, thump, thump.

“Yuria.”

..?! Hmpf, heup.”

I buried my nose on Yuria’s shoulder, and naturally, Yuria also fell into my scent.

Her breath was already rough, and her hands, which had become dizzy from the blood-tinged pheromone, wandered and were busy hugging my back, the only thing she could lean on.

She licked her lips, confused.

The temperature felt on her cheeks and her sweet breath.

The silent exchange of glances between a man and a woman.

The woman’s pounding heartbeat could be heard all the way here.

She doesn’t even pretend to refuse. It’s like a twenty-year-old woman is offering everything to me right now. Damn it.

Whenever my hand touched her, the woman would twist her body and blush.

I heard that vampires who have just had their first blood-sucking become many times more sensitive to touch. It might be even worse for her, who has specialized senses due to her innate talent.

If I pounced on her right here, I could train her.

But if I pounced on Yuria here and the next day came…..

It was terrible.

The fate of Yuria being branded as a heretic and becoming a public enemy was the same as the ending in the original work.

If it was found out that she was a vampire, let alone the last survivor on this continent, there was no turning back.

This was no different from me creating a new route, let alone using the knowledge of the original work, so I decided to hold onto the thread of reason.

“Haa…”

I couldn’t say anything.

For the first time, she felt warmth and almost shed tears, demanding his embrace.

-Nobles must value their bodies.

Her mother’s words briefly crossed her mind, but Ian’s face and touch, which occupied a much larger space, filled her mind.

…Ian, Ian. Ian.’

She asked him his name and stored the sound in her mind.

For some reason, her body instinctively craved this man.

The last time she allowed blood-sucking.

The second blood-sucking brought out a more ecstatic feeling than the first.

The moment the blood ran over her tongue, a thrilling pleasure surged through her brain.

Thump, her heart beats.

As the pleasure intensified, she squeezed his back and buried her fangs into his neck.

“Haa…heup, chomp.”

She stuck out her tongue and felt so much pleasure that she almost fell backwards, panting and greedily sucking blood, forgetting that she was even doing so, and hugged his back even tighter.

For some reason, she felt something she shouldn’t touch poking her lower abdomen, but she didn’t care. Right now, it was more important to pour the sweet blood into her brain until she was dizzy.

Like lovers kissing roughly. Yuria couldn’t take her lips off his neck.

Before long, their relationship, with breaths coming and going, was already like that of a couple who had consummated their relationship.

“Heuu… chomp, smooch…”

Yuria was instinctively leaving a deep mark on his neck.

Never. Never. This is mine. A territorial mark.

Among vampires, it meant that this person was theirs and that no one should touch them.

The three faintly engraved crosses were a mark that only the dukes of vampires, among the nobles, could have.

Ian was the first and last man she would mark.

If she showed this to another vampire, they would at least bow their heads to the ground.

But.

He asked her to do something for him quickly.

And he apologized. Unable to catch his words, Yuria said.

“Th, then. Ian… sob. A promise. Please make me a promise.”

She bit her tongue from kissing too much, and she grabbed Ian’s collar, panting.

“…What is it?”

“Ta, take… responsibility for me.”

“Responsibility?”

When Ian tilted his head with a puzzled look.

Yuria quickly added.

“V, vampires… have a custom of proposing to the person they share their first blood-sucking with, someone they truly love…”

After saying the words ‘truly love’, Yuria buried her face in the pillow, unable to meet my eyes.

Then, as if curious about his expression, she kept peeking at him.

Ian came over and sat on the bed, stroking Yuria’s cheek, who was hiding behind the pillow, and pushed back the bangs that were blocking her view.

It was a warm voice.

“Yes. I’ll take responsibility.”

Only then was Yuria convinced, and she shared one last kiss with him before watching him leave the room.

Clatter, as Ian left the room, a faint scent of blood lingered on his back. She had left so many hickeys with her claws and teeth that no stray cat would take him away.

She lay in bed, buried her face in the pillow, and then turned her body to stare blankly at the ceiling.

Her cheeks and forehead were burning hot.

‘…Ian.’

It was a lovely name.

His eyes, full of devotion, and every word he spoke seemed to comfort her wounds.

Now the girl had a place to return to.

A human she wanted to protect even if it meant sacrificing her life.

Her heart was pounding.

It seemed that a good night’s sleep was out of the question that day.