NAPE - 81

There was no way an image of Bibi with an injured palm would appear in a hallucination. Doyoon finally realized that what was before his eyes was real. He tightly pulled back the reins that had come half-loose. He had to get her out quickly, quickly. Before he did something irreversible.

“Damn it, Bibi?”

“It’s okay, Doyoon. I’m okay.”

Bibi clung to Doyoon as he tried to pull away. His previously relaxed expression twisted in an instant.

“What do you think you’re doing...?”

“Huh?”

“What do you think you’re doing, coming here?”

“You want to drink me, don’t you?”

Bibi urgently bit her lip with her fangs. A jolt of pain, and a little red blood, slowly seeped out. Doyoon’s eyes widened. His heart pounded rapidly. His barely restrained true nature was on the verge of breaking free.

“Doyoon, kiss me.”

Bibi decided to pour oil on the fire.

“...”

“Quickly.”

“...”

Doyoon’s eyes trembled violently in the face of temptation.

“Let me kiss you, okay?”

Bibi looked up at him earnestly with her round, beautiful blood-red eyes and burrowed into his embrace. Doyoon tried to bite his own forearm to control his raging urges. Bibi quickly grabbed both his wrists to stop him. Perhaps because of the drug, it was easy to overpower him.

No, Doyoon had never been able to strongly reject Bibi in the first place. Taking advantage of his disarray, Bibi tilted her head back and pressed her lips to his. For a moment, Doyoon shook his head, trying to push her away. But Bibi quickly pursued him, pecking at his lips like a bird’s beak, then playfully begging him to open up.

Finally, Doyoon surrendered to Bibi and closed his eyes. With his fists clenched, he passively accepted Bibi’s lips.

“Ha...”

He swallowed a curse. No, he might have actually uttered it aloud. The precarious sanity he had maintained ended here. While starving, he had somehow managed to push Bibi away, but once she came this close, resistance was useless.

How could he refuse this child? Bibi’s temptation was a siren’s song. His wrists were already caught, so he had no time to cover his ears.

Doyoon tasted Bibi’s cherry-like, glistening lips and the red blood flowing from them. The fabric of his mind blurred again. A dangerous, violent desire once more took hold of him.

“Ah!”

Doyoon, who had been accepting the kiss, suddenly pulled Bibi onto his lap and, as if making up for his long starvation, lunged at her ferociously. He was literally in a trance. He skillfully rolled his tongue to explore her mouth, stole her breath, and finally, sucked the drops of blood.

It felt so good his brain seemed to melt. For a brief moment, this alone was ecstatic, but it was insufficient to quench the thirst he had suffered for so long. Tasting a sip of water while thirsty was like lighting a fuse.

More, more. He wanted to drink more. He wanted to swallow her whole, to make her a part of him entirely. Every bone, every strand of hair, had to become his.

Doyoon roughly pushed Bibi onto her back and tore her clothes as lightly as paper. Her skin, glittering white like sugar, and her lusciously ripe breasts were revealed before his eyes. He collapsed forward, putting the peak of her swollen breast into his mouth and sucking sweetly.

“Ah, mm, ah!”

“Ha...”

To Bibi’s moans as her nipples were sucked, Doyoon also let out a sensual sigh. He spread his tongue wide and ravenously licked her mounds of breasts and erect nipples.

Meanwhile, his pants were bulging as if they would burst. Seeing this, Bibi tensed and squirmed. She tried to change her position, preparing to receive Doyoon. But her movement seemed to him like a preparation to flee.

“Ugh!”

Doyoon savagely grabbed Bibi’s wrists, pinning them above her head, and swiftly moved between her thighs, pulling out his erect cock. Bibi flinched at its thickness and length, like an anaconda. The stiff, slightly reddish flesh was a size she simply couldn’t get used to.

She tried to close her legs, signaling him to wait a moment, but Doyoon was no longer in a state to be reasoned with.

He blinked his eyes slowly, as if drunk. And then he smiled a seductive smile capable of instantly captivating anyone. As she briefly opened her mouth blankly, the thick tip of his glans suddenly intruded into her reddened vaginal opening.

“Do-yoon, mm, ah!”

His massive cock abruptly pushed into the narrow, not-yet-sufficiently-lubricated space. Bibi couldn’t breathe properly, as if she’d been hit in the solar plexus.

Doyoon, who normally would have coaxed and soothed her, was now terrifyingly focused only on his lower body as it penetrated her. He was terrifyingly concentrated on pressing himself into her reddened flesh. Seemingly satisfied, he gave a strange smile and thrust his hips forward. His rigid cock plunged deep into her cervix.

“Hah!”

Bibi gasped. Lubrication gushed from below, soaking the sheets. As the tight, narrow vaginal opening became slick with fluid, Doyoon let out a gasp and threw off his shirt.

Bending his body, sculpted like marble, he furiously thrust his hips. His firm abs and forearms gleamed sensuously as they moved between the sunlight and the shadows.

“Ah, ugh, ah, ahh!”

Bibi was disoriented by his completely different movements. Doyoon, who usually emphasized connection and response, was now moving wildly, like an animal in heat, solely driven by pleasure.

His hard cock mercilessly probed her vagina without rhythm. It would hit the inside of her uterus, pull out, and then thrust back in just as quickly, repeating the motion. As if soothing his enraged cock, her vaginal walls clung stickily to the tip. For a moment, his cock seemed to swell even more, and Doyoon groaned.

Cloudy semen gushed out. Even after ejaculating, his cock didn’t soften; it remained hotly engorged.

“Hoo... So good. Ugh, truly. Truly, so good.”

Doyoon muttered, stirring his cock in her thoroughly wet vagina. He felt a shiver of pleasure radiating up from his hips. He loved this child, whimpering beneath him, so much. There wasn’t a single part of her that wasn’t beautiful, from head to toe.

Her blood-red eyes, her breasts that jiggled with every thrust, her slender waist, the opening that struggled to receive him, and her voice calling to him, even her pitiful soul—all of it.

“I love you.”

Doyoon uttered his overflowing emotions as he moved his hips. Bibi’s cheeks flushed. Her eyes sparkled as if delighted.

“Enough to devour you whole.”

Doyoon gripped Bibi’s nape with his hand and lowered his head. The place that always smelled so sweet. The nape of her neck that, every time his eyes met it and he inhaled her scent, fueled the urge to flip her over, sink his teeth in, and have sex. He pressed his lips there. Moving his hips, he aimed his sharp fangs at a spot.

“Ah, ugh!”

Bibi’s body twitched beneath him. Like an impala calf being hunted, Doyoon overpowered her with force and drank her blood to his heart’s content. Simultaneously, he accelerated his thrusts even more violently.

“Ahh, ah! Mm-mm, ah!”

With the slapping sound of flesh, moans that were almost cries could be heard. Blood flowed into Doyoon’s red lips. Feeling the ultimate ecstasy, Doyoon plunged his cock even deeper and more roughly into her soft vagina.

It felt so good he could die like this. Strangely, even as he drank her blood, his thirst intensified. He wanted to consume Bibi whole. He loved her so much he couldn’t bear it. He didn’t want to give her to anyone else.

He wouldn’t be satisfied until he possessed her completely. His possessiveness swelled to an uncontrollable degree. Perhaps the only way was to devour her whole... all of your blood, flesh, and bones.

“Ah, ahh, mm, huu!”

Bibi was floundering in a pleasure as maddeningly intense as Doyoon’s. She had experienced the pleasure of having her blood sucked before, but when he went at her with such determination, she truly couldn’t think straight. It felt so good that she wouldn’t mind being eaten whole like this.

Ah... This is why insects flew into the Venus flytrap. That small, insignificant death was instantly understandable. A wonderful scent constantly emanated from Doyoon, and being impaled by him was so good it felt like her mind was pulverizing. Every time his massive cock vigorously stirred inside her, her body trembled as if electrocuted.

“Doyoon, just a little... just a little slower, please, mm, mm!”

Wiping away tears that came naturally, Bibi pleaded. She didn’t expect him to coax and soothe her as he normally would. If he could just slow down a little to match her pace, she would ask for nothing more.

“Yeah. You can’t leave. It’s just getting started.”

Whether he understood or not, Doyoon replied in a hoarse voice. Only looking at their point of connection, he gasped when he noticed Bibi’s wet cheeks. Her glistening eyes, full of tears, were truly beautiful. So beautiful he felt like he was going crazy.

Ah, only he should be able to break Bibi, to love her.

“Ugh, Doyoon... Not that, slowly...”

“Ah. Yes, yes. You want me to, slowly.”

Even as he lost his reason from the drug and his thirst, he habitually maintained a gentle demeanor. It was a demeanor reserved only for Bibi.

“But I’m sorry.”

Gripping Bibi’s fleshy buttocks tightly, Doyoon suddenly lifted her into his arms.