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Chapter 125- [R-18] Hex on The Beach.
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"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" I scream as I run as fast as I can, sprinting away like it was the literal devil behind me, and in a way it was, of my own creation. With my wand in hand, I flicked it behind me several times, first making a massive and thick earth wall and then conjuring a barrier behind me before I jumped to the floor, and just in time too.
BOOM!
My shield shatters behind me, and big rocks and fragments of earth go flying everywhere. And I'm there on the ground, covering my head, which is covered in soil, earth and debris. The air is overwhelmed with the scent of iron, and I can taste the burning in the air. I flip around and push myself up to sit on my hands and look at the massive crate I had just made. And I laughed deep and dark and most of all, menacing. Because I had just created a weapon of war. A sweet, sweet weapon of war.
The guy Oppenheimer is a pussy. When you make an awesome weapon, you don't give it to your government or try to restrict it. You use it, you become the government. With such power, you make the rules. I'm not sure what I would do if I had an unlimited amount of dragon blood. Would I take over the world with threats, or would that just be too much effort and harsh my lazy, cosy life? Oh well, I don't have enough to take over the whole world, but I definitely have enough to wipe out a clan of vampires in Italy. Hell, maybe even just Italy.
Anyway, I got the blood a while ago, around... Well, I couldn't really say. As soon as I got it, I ran to the biggest stretch of woods I could find from the sky, and I got to setting up an area where I could experiment and figure out how to use the dragon blood I have as a weapon. My biggest issue to figure out was how to get the blood inside the vampires' bodies in a quick and unstoppable manner, so they could do nothing about it. I remember Lucian was fine having my blood on his finger, but as soon as he tasted it, it hurt him. Now, I have just regular human blood with just a touch of dragon's blood in it from the time I was poisoned with it.
Lucian, the head vampire, had such a reaction to my diluted blood, so I don't know what type of reaction he would have to full-on dragon's blood. Not pleasant, I imagine. So, how do you get a liquid into someone's body when you can't just hand it to them and tell them to drink it and expect them to comply? Well, you puncture them with something that's got the blood on it. Now, I tested a lot of stuff, and when I say a lot, I mean a lot. It's incredible the things you can find in Romania just by asking. Seriously, I just asked someone, and they sent me to a place with a fuckton of weaponry and gear and with a little magic and mind fuckery, they were all mine for the low, low price of nothing at all.
So yeah, I have some surprises in store, and it is time to head back to Italy for some payback.
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Going back to Italy, I decided the best way to stay undetected was to take refuge in audacity, and that's why I walked in through the border and took the Muggle route. I bet they have their own people at the border checking who comes in, and if there is anyone interesting, they will send it up the flagpole. Which is why I went through there, found the informant and made sure to alter his memories. Not to remove me from them, but to add me to them. See, someone showing up in their country and doing interesting things without them having a heads up will bring attention.
However, if someone is already known and they are going out and about doing attention-attracting things, but they are known, then ultimately they will be low priority. Don't worry, it definitely makes sense. And that's what I did. I had the informant pass on information that an English tourist is here, one who is magical and who is also a model. Not too brag, but I am quite devilishly handsome, and so I just adjusted my features just slightly, and they knew that one Lock McGill was visiting. A wizard, yes, but one known more for his face and handsomeness than his ability.
That way, they'll not bother with me, and I very much doubt they know much about England beyond the big things. Refuge in audacity, would they think I would be audacious enough to come back with a similar face and walk through the front door with a similar name? Probably not, and if they do, at least I'll be able to test out my weapons on actual vampires and get some actual feedback on them. I hope the feedback will be screams of pain and terror.
And that is how I wound up back on the beach I first visited once more, doing the exact same thing, sipping the special mocktail whatever it was called, at the bar and looking at all the sexy bikini babes and talking to any pretty girl that saw me, but also being arrogant enough to run them off so I could wait for the one person I am waiting for. As this is not only the first beach I visited in Italy, it is also the location where I saw my first vampire, one sexy, beautiful vampire that I wouldn't mind taking to dinner, and then maybe settling down with, having two beautiful children and then just spend the rest of my days worshipping her.
"Hello, handsome." I shake my head, getting rid of the effect she was having on me just by being near me. She's not a veela, but she is way more dangerous. Standing before me is the same woman I saw on this beach all that time ago. The one the bartender warned me about. "I must be in heaven, cause I see an angel," I remark, staring transfixed at the woman before me. She laughs a cruel and sardonic thing. "Oh my dear, you couldn't be more wrong." Her smile is all teeth.
"Oh, so are you a devilish woman sent to drag me into hell?" I ask the leading question, and as a leading lady, she responds in kind. "Oh, indeed I am. I will drag you into the throes of pleasure and despair, all at the same time... You won't even want to get away." She trails a finger along my shoulder as she glides behind me and then takes a seat to my left. I quickly down my drink and get to my feet.
"Well then, if it's inevitable, then we might as well get to it. Your place or mine? Mine's right there by the way." I point to the building right on the beach, one of the fanciest hotels, and the most expensive, as it's right by the shore. "Great, I can't wait to get a taste. Let's journey to yours." I don't suppress the grin that emerges on my face, which she thinks is because I think I am about to get laid. She doesn't try to suppress the large smile on her face because she thinks she is about to get a fresh meal. We are both correct, but she is wrong in thinking she is about to have more fun than I. Well, she'll have some fun. After all, all work and no play makes Gil a dull play, and I have been working so much lately that I do think it's time for me to have some fun.
Not wasting time, and not wanting to be on the backfoot, I take the lead and grab her by the arm, dragging her along to the hotel and marching her all the way up to my hotel room. "My my, somebody is eager. I do like a man who knows what he wants and takes it." " That's all she says as I bring her into the room and throw her onto the bed. "Oh, don't you worry, I am going to be really rough." I laugh, as I reach into a nearby drawer and pull out a potion before downing it and throwing it full strength into a wall and smashing it, glass going everywhere.
The female vampire, whose name I actually don't know, looks a bit off and slightly concerned. "What was that?" She asks, her confidence shaken for the first time. I grin at her savagely, ripping off all of my clothes like an animal and leaving myself bare. "Just something that's going to help me be really rough." I had ingested a strength potion, top of the line. Because I couldn't afford to be on the bottom or overpowerwered by her in this situation where she could bite me at any point. Because if my blood with bits of dragon in it made Lucien, the strongest vampire, freak the fuck out, then what's it going to do to a weaker vampire? I'd rather not have a woman explode on top of me while I'm inside her, well, I do, but the funner kind, not the bloody kind.
"The safe word is 'I'm a bitch', you know, if you end up not being able to handle it." She cackles in delight as I jump onto the bed.
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Leaping onto the bed, I don't bother with foreplay or anything else. This bitch would eat me think second she gets the chance, so I can't let up or give her a moment to rest, so I have to keep up a constant attack, not giving a fuck about her pleasure and solely focusing on my own. And so I just bunch her black sarong up around her waist and then shove her panties to the side before driving my dick deep inside of her.
She takes a deep breath of air, she lets out, which I take some pride in, and seeing that I am going the right way, I decide to take a step forward and reach forward to put a hand on her throat and start strangling her with both hands. Her hand comes up to grasp my wrists, but she doesn't pull them away, even though she definitely can. And I know why, because she gets infinitely tight as I press down with all my enhanced strength, stangling her to the best of my ability. She wheezes as I continue to fuck into her, but the tears leaking out and the mascara getting smudged just adds to the perfect beauty that is her euphoric smile as I continue to slam into her pussy.
PLAP!
PLAP!
PLAP!
I don't slow down, I keep going, even when her grip on my wrists starts to hurt, I continue to thrust. Realising she was judging and might even be getting bored, I decided to change things up a bit. I take one hand off of her throat and reach down to her bikini and rip it straight off her chest, letting her gorgeous pale pink capped tits bounce free, wildly jutting up and down as I continue to smash into her. I reach forward and claw at one of her tits, grasping it and clenching it hard, to the point I am sure that if she were lactating, a milk fountain would have sprouted.
She lets out a moan of pure bliss, and it kind of pisses me off, so I let go and start to slap her boobsleft and right, continuing to slap the shit out of them until they are bright red and pulsing, and the whole time she kept on orgasming and squirting. What a nasty bitch. Hah, I actually love it, but I am the one supposed to be coming, not her. Having had enough, I stop strangling her and pull out, to which she looks at me in confusion.
SLAP!
And now she is looking at me with anger, as if she just slapped her full strength across the face, and I felt like I hit a brick wall, but she definitely felt it too. i don't give her the chance to keep being angry as i spin her around onto her hands and knees and pull of her sarrong to wrap tightly around her throat as I slam back into her from behind. I use the sarrong as a leash, choking her and pulling her back into me as I keep slamming into her.
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
And since I had so much fun the first time, I continue to slap her, this time on the ass, front hand to back hand, getting both cheeks and making those pale globes become bruised peaches, and still she gets tighter, orgasming again and again. Having had enough of her strangled chokes, I reach forward and unwrap the sarong from her throat. I put my fingers forth and fishhook her mouth, getting it open and pulling her cheek wide. I keep blasting her pussy with all my strength, but then I feel a sharp incisor skim against my finger and have a brief moment of fright as I remember this woman is a vampire and my finger is in her mouth.
I am shocked she hadn't already bitten me, and, thanking my lucky stars, I pull my hand away and instead stuff the sarong into her mouth. I keep pushing it in and in until the whole thing is in her mouth, and I am amazed at just how much she can get in her mouth. I'm so amazed that I contemplate getting a blowjob and seeing if she could get all of my dick and both of my balls inside her mouth. I am thankfully close enough to the edge that I don't think I will be able to make it to a blow job anyway. Still, I don't want to blow my load inside her and risk a little bloodsucker kid, I don't know how contraceptive potions work on vampires.
So after giving her one more orgasm, I pull out and spin her back around again and lay her flat on the bed. After that, I quickly shuffle up and put both of my legs on her arms and sit on he chest, I think give her another slap to the face for good measure, which just turns her on more now, no anger in sight. I reach forward and grasp her face, squishing it to make her open her mouth.
"Open wide, tongue out," I command, and she listens obediently, nothing like the dangerous and lethal vampire she was before I dragged her into this room. I then stroked myself to completion, and I came rope after rope onto her face and hair, across her brow and eyes, a bit shooting up her nose. I have been pent up for a while, and I keep coming and coming. making sure to line it up perfectly so most of it lands in her mouth and on her tongue, filling it up till there is a small pool there. And since I'm still not done, I stand up and finish by coming on the rest of her body, the final spurt splashing across her tits and hitting the underneath of her chin.
I stare down at her and see that she still has my seed waiting in her mouth, and I smile satisfactorily at her. "Swallow." And she does so without complaint, having to gulp several times to get it all down her throat. Well, this turned out well. It's a thought I had too soon.
I have to quickly jump off the bed and back away, holding my wand at the ready as she starts to scream bloody murder and her skin turns bright red. Oops, I think I know what I did wrong.
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Been a while, hasn't it? Sorry about that. I had uni assignments to complete, as well as a lot of manual labour to do in the renovation of my house. So, it was hard to get back into writing when I still had a lot of manual work to do. I still have more to do.
I've not actually uploaded to anything but Patreon for a while. And it has actually helped me regain some passion and creativity. It can be quite stifling to give yourself a deadline and treat it like work.
Hopefully, I will be updating more again.
Upcoming Chapters:
Hero: Chapter 126- Betrayal on The Bed.
Super: Chapter 128- Screw Italy.
Legendary: Chapter 130- Get Him To The Three Broomsticks.
Galactic: Chapter 134- Can't Catch A Break.
Mythic: Chapter 141 - Rat Pursuit.
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