Full Moon Carnality: Erotic Encounters with Alpha

Charter 3 Vampire Love

"Pretty?" Austen made a gentlemanly circuit of the garden, then flew into a room of some sort and cupped Jessica's lips in preparation for a kiss. "My dear beauty, of course you have to do this kind of thing in front of a flowery, red velvet king-size bed."

Shit OCD ...... Jessica opened her mouth to bite, but realized that her strength seemed to have been slowly decreasing since she entered the room, so it should be that the strange scent was the problem.

Auston restrained her easily, choking her and kissing her deeply, tongues intertwining with a sticky, watery sound.

"Where's your other hand?" The fire in Auston's eyes was undisguised, and his hand slipped restlessly into Jessica's underwear.

"...... Don't tell me that you, the lord of the city, are an animal who can't control his lower body and likes to hunt like this?" Jessica said breathlessly, her mind dramatically pondering an escape plan.

Austen paused for a moment as he unbuckled his belt and said seriously, "No."

"Because you're the only one whose blood is sweet."

He stripped off his well-dressed clothes to reveal his muscular body, flashed his fangs and bit down hard on the back of Jessica's neck, which by now was pretty much torn up, with only bits of cloth still hanging on. He cupped Jessica's rounded breasts, using gentle techniques to make the n*****s stand up.

Damn ...... shouldn't ...... this be considered ...... r**e ......

"Never mind whatever you want, I hope you're very skilled or I'll cut that thing off of you when you're done."

Jessica's limbs went limp and she moved breathlessly for a couple of moments then gave up struggling, making a small threat to Austen. This guy was so annoying, he couldn't bite and if he did, he'd become a vampire himself.

She really was just an ordinary passing unlucky ghost! Her gray-blue eyes glared angrily at Auston, showing her strong condemnation of this clothed beast.

Auston braced her long legs and caressed her c******s first, reaching out with two fingertips to tenderly go in and explore, waiting to stir until Jessica's bottom was wet and making gurgling, watery noises, putting on a condom, and aiming his already proudly erect p***s at the entrance.

"Wait ...... ah!" By the time Jessica got a good look at how big Auston's thing was, she was almost out of breath, but Auston wouldn't let her move at all, thrusting the whole thing in slowly but surely.　

"Ahh! Uh......Auston you asshole......that hurts......I'm going to kill you, ahhhhh! Uhh ...... ah ......"

Jessica's physiological tears were almost out of her eyes as she glared angrily at Auston, but Auston only gave her a perfunctory kiss on the cheek as a consolation, and then unceremoniously gasped and began to move around, pumping his wet cunt three times shallowly and with frequency.

Auston pulled her up and sat her on top of him, and Jessica huffed a few uncontrollable sobs, her whole body supported in her lower body as the two of them mated closer and deeper than ever before.

Auston seemed so much gentler in this position, licking the beads of blood still bubbling outward from Jessica's neck, the slightly sweaty dark hair, the hazy look of ascetic relief reveling in the woman's warm, soft insides, seeming reminiscent of man's original wrapping from the mother in what seemed to be a devotional prayer.

"Baby, do you know how good you are?" Auston embraced Jessica and lifted her firm, succulent peach buttocks with both hands, gently spreading them apart a bit to expose Jessica's anus, cupping and lowering them quickly with a delightful snapping sound.

Jessica's purring voice slowly changed in tone, her pair of ample breasts bouncing like the leaping, flapping wings of a seagull, her long black hair curling against her skin, her gray-blue eyes and cheeks clouded with pink lust and watery light.

"Uhhhh ...... yes! Uhh ...... so good ...... faster ...... ah ah ah! Uh......Ahhh!" Jessica and Auston kissed deeply, two fit people under the moon like a mythical couple, immersed in lust and unable to extricate themselves, making love tirelessly on the red velvet king-size bed sprinkled with rose petals, the city bustling and drunken outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, so that only the red-light districts and casinos were still radiating with lights on a night like this.

Flesh intertwined, red eyes and gray-blue eyes intertwined, up and down for a moment, like a ship in the sea being lifted up and down by the waves.

Jessica made to bring the panting Auston's upper body down, pressing her hands against his abs, and began rocking her ass up and down like a horseback ride herself, her cunt contracting regularly to pinch and gulp at Auston's c**k, and Auston cooperating by holding onto her waist and occasionally pushing up on his own.

"Oh ...... baby, you're really good inside ......"

They bathed in the moonlight changing positions, lying on their backs and knees, upside down, even roller coasters, Jessica covered in hickeys and bite marks from head to toe. It wasn't until dawn, when an exhausted Jessica began to refuse, that Auston reluctantly went to sleep.　

It was noon and the sun was shining brightly when Jessica got up, and she insisted on refusing the waitress's attentions, claiming that it was uncomfortable, and took a bath herself. The table was set with new clothes, accompanied by a bouquet of fresh dewy roses, a sort of very old and precious pre-last day variety, and a note:

I'm off, baby. I figured you might need a new arm, as well as some information on the dragons.

Here's a medical reimbursement form for the main city and a sealed dossier on the Dragons, plus this small bag of money is no honor and may help you along the way. The doors of Hawks City will always be open for you, and I wish you all the best.

----From Austen Habbergs.

Jessica's eyes flashed to the handsome face of the tall, strong, dark-haired, red-eyed vampire with the gentle, unquestioning demeanor and the "work" he'd put in last night. She glanced sideways in the mirror to see the bite wound on her neck had healed to two small black spots.

He's living pretty well, she thought. The blood sucking was also well controlled, and she had recovered relatively well, and was now doing quite well, except for a slight lack of energy and a sore back.

"I have dragon blood? What do you mean ...... So this is a dragon scale? How come it doesn't resemble what is recorded in the legends."

The medicine had worn off, and with a push of the muscles in Jessica's left hand section, silvery scales emerged from the smooth skin, growing finer and finer, and on closer inspection it extended all the way up to her neck to protect her arteries, and her cheekbones under her eyes were somewhat covered, glistening with a nice texture in the light.

She always thought she was just a lizard mutant ......

Not long ago, a strange organization in the south where they had been living seemed to have its eye on Jessica, sending many assassins to try to assassinate her, and before fleeing the south Jessica fought to the death many times, eventually ending up with one of her right hands being taken away.

The south was more peaceful, with many farming and grazing villages, and there were very few of these tightly knit and uniformly black-wearing murderous organizations, and Sara's parents speculated that they would have been sought out from elsewhere.

Jessica moved her arm, which was silver, covered in a sky blue pattern, and engraved with the symbol of her enemies, the Blood Dragons, as a reminder - a red medallion with a dragon's neck cut in half in the center.

She'd had it customized by a private craftsman, and Daniel had made some minor modifications to make it fit Jessica better, with a few life-saving pills hidden inside the arm, and two modified sabers that could be deployed on the side, even electrocuting enemies if they were in danger.

This robotic arm can't do much to move around, but it's still manageable for everyday life.

Austen Habbergs ...... She secretly noted it down.

The arm would not be replaced for the time being, it was a symbol of hatred and shame, unless she waited until she hid her tracks and found the lair of the group.

It would be good to do the mission to gain a foothold in the West first. It looked like this Habsburg family should have been one of the original supporters of the establishment of the Western Alliance regime, and thus held some of the control in their hands.

She had already delayed for more than a day and could not wait any longer, sooner or later their trail would be detected by the Blood Dragon Society again, and then it would be another round of tireless pursuit.

She had to improve her abilities as quickly as possible while hiding her tracks, and taking a quest with the Western Dark Gold Eagles Guild here was a good start.

Jessica put on Daniel's cross necklace and left the castle with the Federation coin and the Dragon file. She searched for rundown inns along the road and after visiting several, she did find Sara. "I knew you could escape from that orc's arrangement. Where's Daniel?"

"He went looking for you. Jessica, it's a good thing you're back, the owners of this place are so unbridled! Are all westerners so unreasonable? I was really worried about you, they didn't do anything to you, did they? You're not hurt, are you? Why have you changed your clothes?"

Sara sat dejectedly with her head down, cross-legged on a worn chair studying the explosives, the soundproof panels of the room still allowing the sound of a couple next door arguing and dropping things to be heard. They had stayed in many rooms like this.

Sara's green watery eyes still held the traces of undried tears and Jessica stroked her head in a comforting gesture.