NAPE - 82

“Oh?”

Bibi, suddenly astride Doyoon, widened her eyes in surprise. She looked down at Doyoon. He unexpectedly flashed a melting smile.

“I wanted to see your face more closely.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Doyoon aimed his cock, widened Bibi’s vulva with his fingers, and sat her down on it. With her vulva fully open, the friction was immense, and his large cock plunged in at once like a fire poker, pressing against her insides. With the rough insertion, Bibi could only gasp, unable to scream.

Her body went limp, slumping onto Doyoon’s thick chest. Doyoon, using only the strength of his arms, lifted Bibi’s buttocks and continued to thrust.

Bibi’s vision flashed, and she let out incoherent moans. The wet friction sounds echoed in her ears like a hallucination. Each time her breasts heavily dropped from above, they brushed against Doyoon’s cheek.

“Ha, hmm!”

Suddenly, her vision flickered. Bibi arched her head back, feeling an explosive orgasm. Unconsciously, her hands, gripping Doyoon’s shoulders, dug in, her fingernails fiercely scratching his shoulder and drawing blood.

All this time... he really was holding back.

Having learned this new fact, Bibi collapsed to the side. She tried to twist her body to escape, hoping to catch her breath. But Doyoon grabbed her pelvis and pulled her down, thrusting deeper. She had prepared herself to accept his hunger, but not this kind of shattering sex.

“Doyoon, huff.... I can’t, I can’t breathe.... This is too much.”

“Haa.... Huh? Then what should I do for you?”

“I don’t, I don’t know. Huff...”

“You can’t not know.”

Doyoon, who had been nibbling her nipples, licked Bibi’s nape again. He stimulated with his tongue the spot his fangs had just pierced. At the same time, he moved his hand to their junction, spreading Bibi’s vulva wide again.

“It was too narrow.”

“Ugh!”

“It goes in so much easier when you open it up like this.”

He thrust his hips up, brutally pounding his cock in. Since he was forcibly widening the impossibly narrow opening, her vagina readily gripped his cock. Bibi was losing her mind from the non-stop rush of pleasure.

Heat, starting from her lower abdomen, spread throughout her body, acutely awakening and heating every nerve. Doyoon had taken the drug, but she didn’t know why she was the one feeling like she was going crazy.

Semen and vaginal fluid mixed and dripped down. Doyoon wiped the milky white liquid flowing down her thighs with his finger and put it back into the opening.

“Haa...”

Even with his cock inserted and connected, it was far from enough. This alone was insufficient, lacking. He was going crazy, wanting to possess this child completely. Even as he sucked her blood more fiercely, he craved something greater. Swallow her. Yes, now was the time to swallow her.

Doyoon opened his mouth wide and bit Bibi’s shoulder.

“Ugh!”

He bit quite hard, leaving teeth marks. His fangs dug into her skin. Yes, this was it. This was it. His teeth itched. A tendon stood out in his jaw.

“Doyoon... Kiss me. Kiss me.”

Bibi, pinned beneath him, begged with a blank expression. Doyoon, who had been about to chew and swallow her, readily pressed his lips to hers. And he inhaled the unique scent flowing from Bibi’s mouth. Ah, was it poison? This was the first time he’d consumed another vampire’s poison. It wasn’t bad.

Smack, smack, Doyoon actively continued to kiss her, thrusting his hips. With their mouths joined, he drank more of Bibi’s poison. Like being drenched in cold water, his rampaging desire gradually subsided. No, it was being satisfied.

Doyoon broke the kiss and decided to focus on possessing this child again. Not by chewing and swallowing, but by deepening their connection. Saturating her with his scent was also good.

“Mmm, ah! Ahh, Doyoon, mm! Haah...”

“Haa, Bibi. Do you want to drink too?”

“Ugh, what...”

Doyoon bit his own wrist with his teeth and held it before her. As she blinked, hesitating, he sunk his fangs into Bibi’s nape again and sucked her blood. Goosebumps rose from her spine, and her peripheral nerves were stimulated once more. The sensation of having her blood sucked was so good it made her eyes roll back. Her body went limp with languor, and her mind completely gave way.

“Let’s suck together, us. Let’s become each other’s part.”

A languid voice whispered temptingly in her ear. Bibi closed her eyes and bit Doyoon’s wrist. Warm blood slowly flowed into her throat. Ah, other people’s blood was metallic and bland, but how was Doyoon’s blood always so delicious?

“Good, Doyoon, so good.... Ha, ah, ahn!”

“Ha.... I’ll cum inside you again.”

“Yes, cum, huff.... Cum a lot, until Doyoon’s, huff, scent is there, mm!”

“Okay. Let’s soak you completely with mine.”

In her soaked lower body, Doyoon’s cock ceaselessly moved in and out, and she kept drinking his blood while he sucked hers.

The heat in her body endlessly rose. It felt as though her brain would be thoroughly cooked, turning her into a monster driven solely by pleasure. The two abandoned themselves to ecstasy. In a life called immortality, they wished to feel only this.

Even as the drug’s effect nearly ended and his thirst was quenched, Doyoon did not stop their current act. At some point, he no longer felt a violent hunger. He just moved as if possessing this child was his sole purpose.

Bibi now understood clearly. The blood flowing within her body, the awakened blood and poison that came with knowing her identity, had suppressed Doyoon’s instincts. The Executor not only possessed astonishing regenerative powers but also the ability to calm the Executioner’s aggression.

Furthermore, Doyoon clearly truly loved her. Once his thirst was somewhat satisfied, he found greater contentment and pleasure in the act of union itself than in his craving for blood. Just as Doyoon seemed to read her mind, Bibi could fully understand his heart and state.

“Doyoon, Doyoon is mine...”

Bibi mumbled in a hoarse voice.

“Yes. You can have all of me.”

“We are now bound by blood. So we must never keep secrets again. We must solve everything together, no matter the situation. Promise me.”

“Yes, I promise.”

The two declared their ownership of each other. A day, two days, three days. For three whole days, they sucked blood and repeated sex, constantly confirming their feelings.

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Tudor Mansion

Complete spring had arrived in the desolate and gloomy Longmelford. Green leaves sprouted on the skeletal, witch-like tree branches, and bluebells, roses, and tulips bloomed everywhere. It was as if the entire landscape was a riot of colors, like a Monet painting.

On a spring day when deer and rabbits bore their young, and cats grew fat and leisurely napped, a chilling temperature, ironically, permeated the interior of the Tudor mansion.

The vampires, who had seduced each other and indulged in pleasure like sirens, had scattered and hidden themselves. Everyone’s nerves were on edge, as if they were on thin ice. The cause of their extreme tension was in the banquet hall.

Ancient vampires were gathered there in droves. All had come to attend a meeting of the Elder Council.

“Has Extarcode returned?”

“Wasn’t he annihilated?”

“It seems he had descendants.”

About thirty vampires attending the meeting, all wearing masks, sat around an oval table and whispered to each other. They looked around, searching for someone, with an attitude that showed no interest in the agenda. Each held a summons sealed with the Extarcode crest.

Thump, thump, thump

Heavy footsteps were heard. Everyone fell silent and turned their heads. A tall man wearing a crow mask was entering. Despite the piercing gazes of the ancient vampires, who loved to tear things apart, he walked confidently to the center of the hall, undaunted.

“Henry Bilskadi Tudor. Do you admit to engaging in hunter activities in Korea and contacting military officials to promote vampire assimilation into human society?”

The chairman, seated at the center of the table and wearing a goat mask, asked in an accusatory tone.

Doyoon calmly surveyed the room. Although he couldn’t distinguish each face behind the masks, he recognized a few approximate figures: Isabel, Richard, the heads of allied families, and several hostile families.

The person who had manipulated the head of the Korean Hunter Association into lodging the complaint must be among them. Someone who harbored the desire to suppress the Tudor family and wield immense influence in vampire society. He had only learned of the Elder Council’s move to condemn him a week ago.

It was when Doyoon, having finally felt sated after days and nights of passionate encounters with Bibi, went downstairs to assess the situation.

“A complaint has been filed. Henry Bilskadi Tudor, that you contacted military officials in Korea. Is that true?”

Isabel rushed out into the hallway and urgently grabbed him before even asking how he was. Doyoon didn’t deny it, a slightly annoyed expression on his face.

“Who reported it?”

“We’re checking.”

“Most wouldn’t have known I was active as a hunter, so it must be one of the people who contacted the head of the Korean Hunter Association.”

Seeing Isabel nod, he understood. He had expected someone to rebel after he inherited the Executioner’s authority during the blood ritual. They would have surely investigated him, found out about his hunter activities in Korea, and then extracted detailed information from the Association head, who was already afraid of losing his position. Information that Doyoon was contacting military officials.