"I'm... I'm a virgin,"
I registered her words and thought
'Am I supposed to be happy to be popping two women's virginity in the same night'
But I guess for a Yandere like her it was normal
"That's... that's great," I murmured, my voice low and husky with desire. "And as I expected But don't expect me to be gentle."
Eleanor's eyes widened at my words, a mix of surprise and excitement flickering across her face.
She nodded slowly, her breath coming in short gasps as she braced herself for what was to come.
Without further warning, I thrust my hips forward, burying myself deep inside Eleanor's virgin heat in one swift motion.
She cried out, her back arching off the bed as she was stretched and filled by my considerable length.
I groaned at the sensation, her tight walls gripping me like a vice.
For a moment, I remained still, allowing Eleanor to adjust to the intrusion.
But the urge to move was too strong to resist for long.
Slowly, I began to withdraw, only to slam back into her with renewed force.
Eleanor gasped, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she clung to me for dear life.
"Yes," she panted, her hips lifting to meet mine thrust for thrust. "Harder... please..."
I obliged eagerly, my pace quickening as I lost myself in the sensation of her body surrounding mine.
I know this feeling
This is the same as when I lost control with Liliana
Yes It's my instinct which are screaming at me to take revenge for the humiliation done towards me
But I let it consume me as I want revenge as well.
I gazed at Eleanor with a wicked expression and I growled
"I fucking love it when you beg,"
My hips pistoned in and out of Eleanor's tight channel with increasing fervor.
The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, punctuated by Eleanor's high-pitched moans and my own guttural grunts.
"Yes, yes, YES!" she screamed, her head thrashing from side to side as she was consumed by pleasure."Fuck me harder, Valerian! Make me yours!"
Her words spurred me on, and I redoubled my efforts.I grabbed her legs and pushed them back towards her chest, folding her in half as I drove into her with relentless force.
Eleanor's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream as she approached the peak of ecstasy.
I could feel her inner muscles fluttering around me, signaling her impending orgasm.
"Not yet,"
You need to suffer more," I thought to myself, a cruel smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.
I slowed my pace deliberately, drawing out Eleanor's torment as I teased her with shallow thrusts that barely penetrated her heat.
"No," she whimpered, her hips bucking desperately as she tried to force me deeper.
"Please, Valerian... I need... I need..."
"What do you need?" I whispered, leaning down to nip at her earlobe.
"Tell me."
"I need you," Eleanor gasped out, her voice breaking with the force of her desire."I need you to fuck me hard and fast until I can't think straight. Please..."
Her plea was music to my ears, and I rewarded her by slamming into her with renewed vigor.
Eleanor screamed in relief and pleasure, her body convulsing beneath mine as I pounded into her mercilessly.
"Yes," she sobbed, tears of ecstasy streaming down her face.
I then remembered I need to drink her blood but how
I thought to myself, my mind racing with possibilities.
My mind definitely wasn't sane now as I thought 'why not bite her tongue during a kiss? Eleanor seemed to enjoy a bit of pain, after all.'
But what other ways I could drink her blood in this tight time-frame
With that in mind, I crashed my lips against hers in a fierce, dominating kiss.
Eleanor responded eagerly, her tongue tangling with mine as she poured all her passion and desperation into the embrace.
Seizing the opportunity, I sank my teeth into the soft flesh of her tongue.
Eleanor gasped into my mouth, the sharp pain mingling with the pleasure coursing through her veins.
Instead of pulling away, she pressed herself closer, as if craving more.
I sucked greedily at the wound, drawing forth a rich, coppery liquid that filled my mouth and slid down my throat.
The taste was exquisite - sweet and metallic and uniquely Eleanor.
Gradually, I felt my blood boiling and my body heating up intensely.
My vision turned red for a moment, and I felt my fangs elongating in response to the primal urge that consumed me.
Instinctively, I buried my face in the crook of Eleanor's neck, inhaling her scent deeply before sinking my teeth into her tender flesh.
"ahh!~ Darling~ Ahnnhhh~"
She cried out, a mix of pain and ecstasy, as I began to suck greedily at the wound.
Her blood filled my mouth, rich and intoxicating, fueling the fire that raged within me.
I drank deeply, my hips continuing to thrust into Eleanor's welcoming heat as we moved together in a dance of pleasure and pain.
Eleanor's nails raked down my back, her legs tightening around my waist as she clung to me desperately.
Her own fangs pierced the skin of my shoulder, returning the favor as she fed from me in turn.
Our bodies moved in perfect sync, a tangled mass of limbs and fangs and hunger.
The taste of Eleanor's blood on my tongue only served to heighten my arousal, and I could feel myself nearing the edge of oblivion.
Eleanor's moans grew louder, more desperate, as she approached her own climax.
Her inner walls clenched around me, drawing me deeper with each thrust.
"Yes," she gasped, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
"Darling... I'm...I'm coming!"
With a final, brutal thrust, I buried myself to the hilt inside Eleanor's quivering heat.
She screamed my name as she came undone beneath me, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm.
The sensation pushed me over the precipice, and I followed her into blissful release.
My hips jerked spasmodically as I spilled myself deep inside her, filling her with my essence.
I collapsed onto the bed beside Eleanor, our chests heaving as we struggled to catch our breath.
The room was filled with the sounds of our ragged breathing and the lingering echoes of our passionate encounter.
As my heart rate slowly returned to normal, I found my gaze drifting to Eleanor's face.
In the aftermath of our lovemaking, her features were softened, her expression peaceful and content.
It was a side of her I had rarely seen before, and it stirred something within me that I preferred to ignore.
Should I be grateful that this ritual is helping me heal from my past trauma or be annoyed that it's making me fall in love with the woman I hate?
The question echoed in my mind, a bitter pill to swallow.
I sighed internally, pushing the thought aside.
My life was dependent on success of this ritual, whether I liked it or not.
There was no use dwelling on the complexities of my emotions when survival was at stake.
As I lay there, basking in the warmth of our shared intimacy, I noticed a strange sensation on my neck. Reaching up, my fingers brushed against a raised mark, tender to the touch. My brow furrowed in confusion as I examined it more closely.
Eleanor stirred beside me, her eyes fluttering open as she too became aware of the unusual sensation.
She touched her own neck gingerly, her eyes widening in surprise when she felt the identical mark.
"This?" she murmured, her voice laced with a hint of concern.
I shook my head slowly, at a loss for words.
The marks were unlike anything I had ever seen before - intricate and symmetrical, almost like a brand or a tattoo.
And they were exactly where we had bitten each other during our frenzied lovemaking.
"The ritual"
I breathed after all what else there could be.
It marked my abdomen When I was with Liliana now it marked my neck
Now what my whole body gets tattooed
Damn I never liked tattoos
But at least I don't have to pay for this
No...I am paying with my sanity
"That means Darling You are finally completely mine" She breathed out and hearts seemed to form in her eyes
'I'd like to correct you there but I'd rather not' I thought with a sigh as she clung to me like a koala and muttered her fantasies out
"Me And Darling are married then I Can finally Have sex with him every day, Ahhhh~ I can already imagine How many kids we could have And Yes I need to prepare a basement for him" She kept muttering her fantasies aloud and the last one genuinely scared me
No Don't lock me up I still need to pay homage to my father-in-law Lucifer and Grandpa God
That one is more important than your fantasies
After all when the Judgement Day comes I would need a backdoor
Umu...