V3 Chapter 36

Amadea suddenly wiggled her ass, as she felt him continue to massage one of her butt cheeks with his right hand.

“We are both perverts,” he said, and she could hear the smile in his voice as he said those words. Then, suddenly she felt him grazing his left hand over her, dipping it below the thin fabric of her skin-tight pants, tracing his fingers down into the crack of her ass that was obviously covered by nothing aside from the red pants she was wearing.

“Agggh, Cian,”

She squirmed. He had not even entered her body yet and she was quaking with need. He mused. Then, he thrust a finger into her tight asshole. Through the thin fabrics of her pants that barely cover her round bottom, Cian plunged his fingers in and out of her tight, hot asshole.

She was becoming excited once more and her excitement showed as she hungrily lapped and sucks on the blood coating his fingers. Moaning, she parted her lips and sucked both of his fingers into her mouth, using her tongue over his fingers, and licked all the tasty blood off of them.

After finishing with his left arm, she grasped his right arm, wanting to do the same, but suddenly he moved up behind her, hugging her and pressing his hardened length against her ass. His firm chest against her back.

“Cian,” she softly called, but she didn’t do anything, nor stopping him at least. At this moment, she felt the arousal of her lover seeping through her, putting down all her guard and she surrendered. “Mhm,” She listened to his heavy breathing, knowing she couldn't stop him. Well, it was also what she wanted, thus she didn't want to stop him.

“.…Ooooh, I need you, Cian. Do it with me now!!”

He pulled her aside to take her lips in a languid, seductive kiss, and there was no denying him any longer. Their tongues danced in a passionate rhythm and he began rubbing his length against her, making her ache for him to be inside her. She turned to indicate she wanted to turn around, so he let her go for a while, and watch her turn around to face him.

Cian grinned as he found her expression amusing. She was watching him with hungry eyes. Never had he seen Amadea looking sexier until now- so enthralled in lustful rapture, and he groaned out his appreciation.

“It seems like you’re rather on board? Did your switch flip on?”

“Sh, shut up! Who do you think is the reason?!”

“Did my blood tasted that good?”

“What do you think?!”

Her eyes gleamed back at him with a lustful and hungry stare. The look was mesmerizing and Cian couldn't stop staring. She was far, far excited in this moment than those from before it seems. Does my blood have that effect? Or only for her?

“Anyway, it’s part of the apology for recklessly getting hurt. So you better, do what I said, and give it to me now!”

Cian pressed his forehead to hers and cupped her face in both hands.

“Well, I don’t mind. I would do anything for my princess, after all,”

He bent his head and kissed her lips. Amadea moaned in happiness- their mouths met in a long, deep kiss. He delicately pressed his lips to hers and she responded by running her tongue over his teeth then sliding it against his tongue. Tongues tumbled and frolicked, racing back and forth between mouths.

She collapsed against him. Her breasts pushing against his chest, her lips against his.

"I love you."

She whispered between kisses. Their saliva mixed into a heady, intoxicating liquor. The pair was totally oblivious to all that went on around them.

As Cian thrust his tongue into her mouth, Amadea found herself sucking at it. Then she felt his arms go about her and draw her tightly, her tits flattened against his chest. She felt the hot hands of her lover move down her back, then they were clutching at her swelling ass. He was grinding her hips against his, and shivers raced up and down her body.

Cian felt her excited breath gusting hotly. Her tits smashed under the passionate embrace. Through the thin cloth of her blouse-like sexy red dress, he felt the tips of her boobs harden and become little pebbles. She fiercely clutched at his back pulling him even closer. When he pulled his tongue free of her wet mouth, she looked again into those dark, excited red eyes.

“Clothes off,” he said, and then his hands caressed all the way down the sides of her body, tugging her skin-tight pants down in the process.

As he did, Amadea removed her top as well, freeing her breasts with the cover of the darkness around them to give him immediate access. After taking her clothes, she now stood naked in front of him.

Cian’s lust-filled eyes danced across her body. He drank in the sight of the porcelain flesh of her tits, paying extra attention to her hardened nipples; crimson rocks that contrasted perfectly with her milky tit flesh. He ran his eyes over her taut abdomen, wishing he could run his fingers across her torso and then down into her delicious, and creamy cave.

Savoring the burning gaze of her demonic lover, Amadea grinned at him playfully. Then, she steps forward and looped her arms around his neck lowering it such that his head moved forward, and their lips were almost brushing against each other as she spoke.

“You want to play, Cian? I can play, too," she murmured to the lust addled demon.

“And you know, I play hard. And will even with your wounds.”

She ground against his prominent erection.

The teasing was too much for Cian and he let out a groan of desire before closing the gap between their lips, crushing hers against his again. He was not gentle this time, but she eagerly matched his pace, kissing back with ferocity.

She bit his bottom lip and swirled her tongue in his mouth the second he parted them. The whole time he bucked his hips, his prominent erection straining against his pants and digging into her now, wet pussy. Both moaned as he began to saw away at her lower half in a clumsy attempt to pleasure himself. Then, he broke this kiss, taking in a small gasp of air before he attacked the crimson alraune’s neck.

Peppering kisses across the exposed skin, occasionally taking time to bit and suckle on the flesh, earning him moans of approval from the horny beauty. He placed his right hand on her hip, caressing it and squeezing it, while slowly moving it toward her rear. His left hand was playing with her right breast, kneading it gently.

“Ahhh, Cian…that feels niiiccee.”

Amadea hissed, her head lolled back, giving her lover total access to the pliant flesh of her neck. Playing around for a few more moments, Cian left bruising bites on her neck causing her to yelp in simultaneous pleasure and pain. Then, he licked the freshly abused skin giving her some relief and causing the writhing red-haired beneath him to purr in delight.

Satisfied with his dedication to her neck, he then began to descend his kisses down her body, through the valley of her breasts, avoiding the tits themselves. He was completely leaned over to make sure he could continue his merciless molestation of her breasts and ass while he kissed down her chest. It was an awkward position and forced him to stop the delicious friction against their lower bodies. Still, Cian decided he did not care for this new position and sunk to his knees, letting go of her body, but kissing and nipping at the skin of her belly with his teeth.

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He stopped to revel in the tautness of her toned abdomen, rubbing his nose and cheek against it. Amadea giggled at the sight and let out a playful insult under her breath, maybe ‘Perverted Imp’ or something similar. Her giggles turned into hasty gasps when suddenly, he dug his tongue into her navel, an unusual sensation she was not prepared for.

“Ah, what the- Uhn!”

Amadea attempted to ward him off by pressing his head down and away from her belly, but that prompted him to seal his lips around her navel and sucked on it forcefully. The Blood Alraune felt embarrassed by the oddly fetishized nature of her demonic lover’s ministrations but was even more embarrassed that her knees buckled some from the pleasure and she realized she just discovered a new erogenous zone she never thought about before.

“C, Cian, please!”

She begged him. He stopped. He rested his chin on her abdomen allowing him to look up and straight into her alluring, red eyes. Her eyes were hooded with potent lust and he knew his expression neared hers or something similar.

“You’re really sensitive, aren’t you?”

“S, shut up! I’ve never had my navel teased like that before. Would it kill you to be a bit gentle?”

“Is that what you wanted?”

“... …”

“...guess, not,”

Cian chuckled. He ran his hands up the back of her extremely toned legs. A perfect, ideal legs. He was not a leg-man, but he felt becoming one whenever he saw her legs. She’s really the personification of a man’s lust and desire. Perhaps, it’s intentional when she created her body, but it sure is incredibly perfect.

Savoring the feel of her thighs and legs, Cian felt his bludgeoning erection spring in delight. The panting red beauty above him looking down in the abject desire for pleasure, with her gripping and caressing his hair, made it awfully difficult to maintain his patience.

As he made his way up her thighs, dragging the back of his nails against her impossibly plush skin, he felt the crimson bombshell’s fluids leaking from her hidden spot, coating his hands in her delicious cum. Feeling the deluge of natural lubrication as he passed her inner thighs sent the Blood Alraune into a tizzy.

“Cian. If you keep teasing me, I will surely kick you.”

Amadea promised, her voice was husky with a desire that long passed the point of sanity.

Cian chuckled, but still, he obliged, swiftly placing both her legs on his shoulders, and wrapping his arms and hands around her thighs, holding her in place. Her upper back was pressed against the cluster of vines she had created from killing the red-haired man brutally, while her lower back was inclined toward his body and her legs lounging on his back.

“Cian, don’t you think this position’s pretty awkward for eating me- unghhhhh!”

Cian shut down Amadea’s complaint by digging his face into her pussy lips, rapturously attending to her already sodden cunt. His nose bumped lightly against her clit with every upward motion. Then, he began to kiss hotly at her beautiful, soft thighs, running his tongue up and down the smooth, delicious flesh.

Amadea trembled. She was arching her hips forward, watching with unfocused eyes as her demonic lover licked and kissed all over her thighs. Her cunt was in a turmoil of anticipation, and she writhed her hips. She felt him placing his hands on her hips, gazing at the red-haired cunt hotly, his face inches from it flow. Then, suddenly, he shoved his face forward again, and planted his lips directly upon the red-haired snatch, kissing it moistly. Then with a low gurgle, began to lick at the sensitive clit with his hot, wet tongue.

"Ooooo, Cian!"

Amadea moaned, twisting her hips excitedly.

"Ohhhh!"

With a boyish grin, Cian drew back, looking at his lover’s pleasure-twisted face.

"Do you like it, babe?" he whispered in a thick voice.

"Does it feel good to you?"

"Oh yes!" she mewled, placing her hand on his head. Then pressing his head back into her cunt. She felt a current of thousand volts ran through her body as he sucked and bitted her pussy lips. Cause, her starving pussy was getting such attention after a long period of time.

A sweet and explicit feel spread across her body as Cian spread her pussy lips and licked her clit with his tongue. Cian was really good at eating pussy, almost to the point of bringing her to heaven each time. She wanted more and more, feeling insatiable greed for more.

"Oooooooo,"

Amadea squealed.

"Yes, love, eat that. Mmmmmmm, feels so good." she moaned with her mouth wide open, as Cian was busy playing with her pussy. She closed her eyes and spread her thighs wide, giving him better access, to which he happily obliged.

He smelled the intoxicating smell of her love hole before thrusting his tongue into her cunt, lapping at it. His face was drenched from her love juices, still, he didn’t care. His mouth wide open, and lips pressed against the puffy cuntlips, the curling red hairs on each side of his mouth. Cian stabbed his tongue back and forth, then licked vigorously at the steaming clit again, making her shudder with ecstasy over and over again.

"Ohhh, Cian, Cian!"

Amadea whimpered, grinding her pussy hard against the thrusting tongue.

"I love it! Oh, God… it's so good! Do it more…love, harder… faster!"

His tongue licked furiously in and out, tasting the flowing juices. The feel of her puffy, wet pussy gripping his buried tongue sent chills of delight up and down his spine. He felt his own dick twitching within the confines of his pants painfully, aching to be released and wreak havoc on the conquered land.

“Ngghh…damn, damn…keep it up, damn, so good, Cian!”

She gasped her encouragements. Trusting the blood alraune to keep her balance, Cian unhooked his right arm and hand from her thigh and used his index and middle finger to pull up on the hood of her clit. He began to rub the clit gently with his thumb, giving her even more pleasure.

Amadea initially grasped his oversized fox ears for support, like riding a bicycle but began pulling on it while bucking her hips up to smother his handsome face as deep as it could go against her pussy. In response, Cian pressed his mouth tightly against the red beauty’s dripping, steaming cunt and sucked hard, his mind reeling with the exquisite ecstasy. He made soft whimpering sounds as he licked the woman's snatch.

“Yessssss. Dontstopdontstop.”

She wailed breathlessly. She clung to his head, holding his oversized fox ears on her hands as if she was driving him, while his face sandwiched between her hot, smooth thighs, grinding her cunt harshly at those sucking lips.

Cian kept up the same routine for a few more minutes, with Amadea flailing on top of him before he switched it up again. He halted his movements and removed his face from her cunt. When he did, Amadea looked down her eyes filled with murder.

“Cian, I’m about to summon my children to restrain you! Please don’t make me!” she hissed venomously.

Cian responded by meeting her eyes and smirking. Then he moved his right hand down and sunk two fingers inside her. He smiled again and kept fucking her pussy. Sensing how good it was for Amadea, Cian finger-fucked her harder as more of her slippery juices oozed out to lube the pumping fingers and her large, fleshy clit was engorged and reddened.

Each pass of his thumb across it squeezed a groan from the Blood Alraune’s throat. Wanting more, she grabbed her cunt lips and pulled. Like the petals of a flower, her pussy lips separated as her cunt opened wide. Just as he said before, he would do anything for his princess, he happily obliged what she wanted, and his fingers sank in a little deeper as they pumped and swirled inside the open red cunt gash.

“You, like that?”

Cian growled, slowly increasing the pace of his fingers pumping in and out. He looked up and saw her nod, her hand raised from her cunt to his shoulder, bracing herself. Her sharp nails dug into his pale skin, almost breaking it, while the other still in his hair, stroking it with an affection that greatly betrayed the anger she had moments before.

Steadily, his fingers fucked in and out. Amadea could feel her inner cunt flesh dragging back and forth pleasurably, the friction driving her crazy. In and out, in and out, every time the fingers drove in deep, her cunt expanded wide to fit over them and a groan shot out as her pussy narrowed. Every time his thumb frigged her aching clit, she groaned once more.

She tossed her head back. Her hips gyrated. Her body was flushed. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on her smooth flesh, her ripening tits rising and falling in passion. Her breath came in gasps of lust. Then, suddenly she felt him rotating his wrist. Now, the pads of his fingers were facing upward in her vagina and pressed up and stroked, seemly trying to find the best position. He also placed his mouth on her clit and clamped his lips around the sensitive nub, sucking on it.

“So close, damn, damn, I’m going to cum, Cian, Uuugghhh!”

Knowing the incoming surge, Cian increased his pace of fingering and sucked harder on her clit. After a moment, he heard the gorgeous alraune squeal incessantly and felt his fingers being clenched by the impressive pressure of her lower mouth.

"Uuuuhhhhh, aaaahhhh, uuuhhhhh - !!!!"

Her muscles trembled and goosebumps flashed over Amadea’s body. Her legs kicked out as spasms took over her pussy. Her cunt hole convulsed, juices spurting out, hot and sticky.

It was all Cian could do to keep up. He lay down with his face almost in her cunt hairs. Wrapping one of her arms around the thrashing girl's thighs, he drove into her pussy again and again. Cunt juices were splattered over her whole hand as Amadea writhed in orgasm. Cian somewhat thrilled to feel the clenching spasms of her cunt around his fingers.

The Blood Alraune rode her orgasm hard and fast until, with a great heave, she slumped back onto the vines behind her. Her cunt was on fire, her body sweating, her breathing labored. But she was satisfied and a warm glow pulsed through her body as she relaxed in satisfaction.

On the other hand, Cian’s own body was tingling in arousal, having just witnessed the climax of his beautiful lover. Damn, it turned him on to make his woman writhed in ecstasy and cum as if it was choking her life!

Even though he had done this to countless women already, the thrill of it never failed to get to him.

Once the undulations stopped, Cian tapped her legs to signal her to remove her legs from his back. Sighing from incredible pleasure, the Blood Alraune leaned back against the cluster of vines behind her while he stood tall and proud. His face has a vicious grin, like a predator watching his prey, ready for eating.