I bit the incredibly soft and warm flesh of her lower neck, my nose on her sweat-covered neck, inhaling her sweet, womanly scent.
"What are you—Anhh, d-doing?" Her eyes widened, and her raised hand fell on my lower back. But just as my fangs pierced deeper, her body lost all its strength, and with a red face, she wrapped her pillowy, thick thighs around my waist and pulled me closer.
Her womanly smell grew even more addicting as my face was pushed in between her massive breasts, my back hugged even tighter as I was completely buried in her. I grabbed her plump buttocks, trying to grab as much of the soft flesh as I could, when her warm moans hit my ear.
The skin tasted a bit sour, but still sweet as it brushed against my tongue. Soon, the blood gushed in, and warm boiling blood flooded my senses, rejuvenating my thirst to the deepest levels.
Her face turned even redder as her trembling hands grabbed my head. She whispered, "Sho—should've waited… till marri—marriage, idiot!" Why? I thought right when I was crushed between the softness and size of her breasts.
Her entire body seemed to shiver intensely as my fangs sucked deeper into her flesh, her warm breath hit my lips as she started licking my face furiously, covering me in her sticky saliva as if wanting to eat me.
I felt something in my pants harden with weird bubbles in my stomach rising as something holy, drenching wet, and burning warm rubbed repeatedly against my hard son, it was big so it naturally reached there, growing even bigger as the plump vagina tried to suck it deeper into itself.
Her eyes rolled upwards as she bit her lip. I felt the wetness against my rod increased even more as she started to bite my face, without the intention of drinking blood, just sucking the parts she licked deeper and deeper in her mouth walls over her tongue.
I tightened my grip around her rubbery soft ass, moving it around my manhood as her vagina gripped on it, her thighs tightening even more around my waist, almost breaking my spine, but I felt no pain.
Her blood forced past my throat, sweeter than anything ever, but kind of like Kool-Aid mixed with lemonade, and her musky scent.
I hastily gulped the delicious blood down, my throat twitching for more.
As her blood settled in my stomach, I felt thousands of images—so vivid, so real—flash before my eyes.
…
A boy, barely nine, grinned smugly before me. Sticky snot dripped from his nose, his black hair shining brightly under the sunlight. Ignoring the idiot, I glanced towards the blue sky as the cold wind brushed against my small stature.
Grass blades stabbed my feet as I walked closer to the boy in the vast grassy field.
He extended his thumb, shaking it left to right, probably trying to tease me. Damn, the brat had a punchable face.
But, where am I? Wasn't I transmigrated in another world, drinking the blood of a vampire baddie?
I wanna get out of here… I felt this thought echo as I was already in front of the boy.
Thwackk!
Huh? I winced in burning pain at my cheek. Did he just slap me?
I felt strong enough to shatter rocks, so my first instinct was to grab the boy by his throat and smash him to the ground.
But I couldn't move. I just bowed my head.
"We are playing tag, you're supposed to run, haha. God, why are you so dumb?" He said, turning away. I followed behind without a word.
I hate him…
"I don't like you clinging to me so much!"
"Sorry." My lips moved on their own, the voice of a little girl escaping. This… It's not me. I am in someone's body, no... memory.
…Alya's.
Her name is Alya. I felt my mind drifting along.
The scene shifted without notice, a beautiful blonde-haired woman with dull red eyes and a cold face stood an inch away from me.
"Today, we will increase your poison tolerance," She said expressionlessly.
Every bone in my body was suddenly on fire as she shoved her hand inside my mouth. My body spasmed on the ground, musky white liquid burst out from my throat with a suffocating ache.
I clenched my stomach with both my hands, gasping for air as my face turned red. I was suffocating to death, I realized. She just watched without a word. It was up to me to survive. I was replaceable to her.
My eyes were dry from crying, but I forced them to open. Survived again somehow, I took a deep breath, finally, but a gut-wrenching odor destroyed that comfort immediately, a strange white slimy liquid stuck to my cheeks and neck.
It's already 4 am… I should get up. I tried to stand up but slipped on the slimy vomit, falling face-first into it.
…
I didn't know when I fell asleep, but sharp sunlight pierced my eyes, the gentle kicks on my stomach waking me up.
"Mother?" She usually woke me up like this.
"Call me head maid, Alya. How many times do I need to say the same thing? Go wake young master up. He should be tired from training yesterday, so don't go too hard on him while playing." She rambled without a care for me.
"…Bitch." I murmured under my breath.
"What did you just say?!"
My pupils dilated in horror as piercing pain in my scalp flooded my senses.
I bit my lip as she dragged me by my hair to the bathroom with a dark face. "If you don't want to be called mother, I find only this name suitable!" Just as the words left my mouth, I was yanked in mid-air, crashing headfirst on the stone floor.
"I should've just given this responsibility to your sisters instead." She said, sighing. My forehead burned, blood covering every inch of my face.
"Then do it! Let me go, I don't wanna live like this… I am just a slave, nothing else."
"You have the honor to serve the Empire itself! How greedy can you even be? You're already seven and this is how you act?" She laughed bitterly, covering her face as if ashamed.
"I don't want it…" Tears finally escaped my eyes, mixing with the blood.
"Well, you will eventually. Now, Bath properly and wake the master up."
I was forced to play with him again.
As if I were stuck in a horrible loop, the things kept repeating similarly. Everything in my life revolved around him, from being a newborn to adulthood.
You were wrong… Bitch. I still won't accept it.
…
Just as the scene was about to shift again, my vision blurred.
The softness beneath me returned. Before I even realized, my body moved on its own, my arms circling her back, my face pressed on her neck in a tight hug.
Her breath shook, "Did you… See them too?" She hugged me back, her movements sluggish.
"I did." We were very similar. The loops of going to the classes I never wanted to, jobs I hated, played over and over again in my mind. But I could only escape it by dying. I had technically… accepted it.
My hand rested on the back of her head. She went through much worse, but still…
"You were a total badass," I said with a light giggle, inserting my fangs deeper in her neck.