Full Moon Carnality: Erotic Encounters with Alpha

Charter 2: Vampire

In the post-apocalyptic era, various species were displaced. Creatures like vampires, despite their strength, found it challenging to survive due to their severely limited actions. The reckless research conducted by humans resulted in a substantial update in the human blood reserve, making it even more difficult for vampires to find suitable sustenance.

Jessica was shocked and petrified, able only to barely make a defensive move.

"Austen, that's my name."

This was the overwhelming dominance of a high-ranking being over a lower-ranking one. Add to that the vampire's robust physique, which, even to someone like Jessica, who was considered tall for a woman, seemed like an insurmountable wall in front of her.

Especially with his restrained and aloof expression, yet his eyes concealed an unknown fire.

"Excuse me, beautiful lady, could I borrow some blood from you? Don't worry, I'll only need about 100ml..." The deep voice lingered in Jessica's ears.

He wouldn't be... Damn it! Jessica's gray-blue pupils dilated. Meanwhile, Austen seemed unable to contain himself. Like a heavenly being tempted by a devil's apple, his long fangs neared Jessica's neck, and then he bit down.

Jessica dodged, and Austen's bite found only air. This aristocrat who had been striving to maintain decorum lost control again and lunged toward Jessica. Although there was a vast power disparity between them, Jessica, skilled in close combat, managed to narrowly evade his attacks.

Austen seemed quite irritated by this less-than-elegant movement. His voice was laced with anger, "I just took a bath!"

"You've had so much blood already, why mine?" Jessica kept circling in the hall.

Who knows what this vampire was up to, given that there were so many empty blood bags lying around, all neatly arranged with their labeled sides facing the same direction. Was he saying the same "only 100ml" thing to every person he turned into a dried-up corpse?

Austen didn't reply, his eyes cold and releasing an overwhelming pressure, his cold scent permeating the air, and then he slammed Jessica to the ground with a loud thud.

"You... Austen, damn it! Get off me!" The knife was useless against a vampire; only specially crafted silver or items made of wood like peach wood had some effect. However, given Austen's possibly centuries-old age, high-ranking vampires tended to develop some immunity against these items.

Considering male vulnerabilities, Jessica struggled to aim a kick at his groin.

"You called my name." Austen struggled to keep his facial muscles from contorting due to pain. His handsome face was clouded, but he managed to conjure an elegant smile.

...Seemed highly peculiar, Jessica thought. She rolled over, sitting on Austen and removed the silver cross necklace Daniel had given her, pressing it against Austen's forehead.

As expected, the silver cross necklace had no effect on high-ranking vampires. Austen, with an expressionless face, decisively removed the necklace from his forehead where it had been slightly smoking.

"Are you a Christian?"

"...No." Jessica's knee remained pressed against Austen's groin in a threatening manner.

"Hmm, you don't look like someone with religious beliefs."

Austen's minor burn on his forehead healed quickly. He gazed distantly and his lips curled up slightly.

"This brave lady, please lend me a bit of blood. I'm starving, and the ground is dirty. You're about to ruin my 20,000 Federal Credits suit."

Seemingly because the chosen blood bag had spoken its name, making it feel more like a person, Austen's mood improved significantly. The flames in his eyes slightly dimmed, and he didn't make any sudden movements.

Jessica fell silent for a moment, maintaining her current posture and retracting her scales. She took out a small dagger and made a cut on her left arm.

Bright red blood drops emerged and slowly dripped onto Austen's lips.

Austen slightly opened his mouth, allowing the sweet and bloody fluid to slip down his throat. His blood-red eyes squinted slightly, as if he was savoring a royal feast. Truly perverted... Jessica thought.

Due to her naturally robust constitution, Jessica's wound gradually began to heal.

Austen's body inched closer, as if he was slowly sitting up. He seriously extended his tongue to lick Jessica's arm, and this gesture looked particularly seductive on his abstinent face.

...But it felt like there was something hard and, um, under his knee... Jessica was shocked. While she had heard that some vampires had blood slaves as s****l partners, wasn't she just a one-time blood bag?

Jessica pressed the dagger against Austen's neck, but his blood-red eyes were already extremely mesmerized, as if he was intoxicated with aphrodisiacs, burning with desire.

Austen was panting heavily, and he slapped the dagger out of her hand, attempting to tear Jessica's clothes.

Damn it! How could a vampire also go into heat?

"Do you know... you have dragon blood in you?" Austen chuckled softly, his magnetic voice resembling a rich wine. "Your blood has many uses, such as healing, causing vampires to go into heat, and making them want to possess you immediately."

Jessica dodged, and Austen's bite found only air. This aristocrat who had been striving to maintain decorum lost control again and lunged toward Jessica. Although there was a vast power disparity between them, Jessica, skilled in close combat, managed to narrowly evade his attacks.

Austen seemed quite annoyed by this rather ungraceful and immodest sport, his voice suppressed with anger. "I just took a shower!"

"You've already had so much blood, why do you need mine?" Jessica kept pacing around the hall.

Who knows what this vampire is up to? With so many empty blood bags around, he insists on arranging them neatly with the labeled side all facing the same way. Is he going to tell every person he's turned into a vampire that he only needs 100ml?

Austen didn't reply. His gaze was stern, exuding an imposing presence, and the air was filled with his cold fragrance. He abruptly slammed Jessica to the ground.

"You... Austen, damn it! Get off me!"

A knife was useless against a vampire; only specially made silver or wooden items had some utility. However, Austen, who was likely centuries old, had developed some immunity to these things.

Considering male vulnerability, Jessica reluctantly kicked him in the groin.

"You called my name," Austen strained to keep his facial muscles from contorting due to the pain. His handsome face was shrouded in gloom, but he managed to produce an elegant smile.

...Very peculiar, Jessica thought. She rolled over and sat on Austen, took off the silver cross necklace that Daniel had given her, and placed it on Austen's forehead.

As expected, it was of no use to a high-ranking vampire. Austen, with a smoky forehead, unambiguously removed the necklace and smirked, "Are you a Christian?"

"...No," Jessica knelt on Austen's groin in a threatening manner.

"Well, you don't look like someone with religious beliefs." Austen's minor burn on his forehead quickly healed. His gaze was distant, and he curled his lips.

"Dear lady, please lend me a bit of blood. I'm starving. And the ground is filthy; you're about to ruin my twenty-thousand-credit suit."

Perhaps because the blood bag he chose had called out his name, making it feel more personal, Austen's mood seemed exceptionally good. The flames in his eyes dimmed slightly, and he didn't make any sudden moves.

Jessica remained silent for a moment, maintaining her position, retracting her scales, and then used a small dagger to make a cut on her left arm. The bright red blood beads rushed forth and slowly dripped onto Austen's lips.

Austen slightly parted his mouth, allowing the sweet and tangy blood to slide down his throat. His blood-red eyes squinted slightly, as if savoring a royal feast. Truly perverse, Jessica thought.

Due to her naturally robust constitution, Jessica's wounds were healing slowly. Austin's body attempted to get closer, and it seemed as if he had slowly sat up. He earnestly extended his tongue to lick Jessica's arm, a move that appeared particularly seductive on his abstemious face.

...But it seemed like he was feeling something hard, perhaps underneath her knee... Huh? Jessica was greatly shocked. While she had heard that some vampires sought blood servants as s****l companions, wasn't she just a one-time blood bag?

Jessica pressed the dagger against Austin's neck, but his red eyes were already very bewitching, burning with desire, like he had been drugged. Austin gasped for breath and slapped the dagger away, beginning to tear at Jessica's clothing. Damn! Since when did bats go into heat?

"Do you know... that you have dragon blood in you?" Austin chuckled softly, his magnetic voice like fine wine. "Your blood and flesh serve many purposes, such as healing and driving vampires into heat, making them want to possess you immediately."

Just as Jessica was overwhelmed by this immense revelation, Austin ripped open her outer robe, and upon seeing her mechanical arm, he couldn't help but smile. He grabbed her by her undergarments and pulled her up from the ground, spreading his wings and taking to the air, flying out of the high window.