Demonic Dragon: Harem System

She finally raised her eyes to him, and Strax saw something different in her gaze - it wasn't just hunger or desire, but a dangerous obsession that seemed to consume her every thought. This woman... had such a powerful sense of smell that right now, her lust for blood was almost taking over her mind completely, with just the smell of blood.

"Your blood is incredible," she said, almost as if she were trying to justify her behavior to herself. "There's something about it... something that calls... that grabs me." She commented as she looked at the blood that was beginning to disappear.

Strax smiled, trying to remain calm. "For someone who wasn't interested in me, you seem to have changed your mind pretty quickly, don't you?" Strax joked, he couldn't let her do whatever she wanted anymore, especially with the look on her face.

Bela blinked a few times, as if trying to regain control. She let go of his arm abruptly and stood up, moving away a few steps very quickly. "Keep practicing the grip I taught you, I need... Rest for a while..." she said, her voice still unsteady, it sounded like she was going to break down at any second.

"I... need to get out of here. "Bela suddenly used her vampiric speed to disappear from the courtyard in a blur, crossing the corridors of the mansion like a sick, crazed shadow...

"What the fuck happened here?" Strax wondered as he stood up and his wound continued to heal slowly...

[You have received the negative status <Painful Wounds> for the first time! This status does not allow healing to be performed quickly, healing decreased by 80%]

Strax read the message in confusion, it was the first time he had heard of negative statuses... "Well, that should stop Jaja. Now... what caused it?" He wondered and the System quickly answered him.

[Origin: Black Rose of Scarlet Thorns]

"Huh? When?" He asked and his eyes began to search for something that looked like a flower. He looked all over the place and finally found something...

"This... little flower?" he asked, it was at least 15 centimeters tall, and had several thorns with red tips...

"I'll keep this, it might come in handy at some point." He said, throwing the flower into his <Inventory>.

He then put some of these flowers away and finally sat down to rest again, and of course, in the meantime...

In a matter of seconds, Bela was in her room. Without hesitation, she turned the key in the lock and leaned against the door, breathing heavily as she continued to smell the scent of Blood non-stop.

"What was that? I've never felt anything like this in my life," she said aloud, putting her hand on her heart, which was beating as fast as drums.

The smell of Strax's blood was still in her nostrils, intense and impossible to ignore. She ran her tongue over her lips, as if she could still taste something she had never tasted before. Her mind was in chaos; conflicting thoughts mingled, and her typical awkward, indifferent composure had disappeared in the face of this new obstacle... All this was then suddenly replaced...

"He's mine," she murmured, her voice low and husky, almost as if she were confessing a forbidden secret or something...

Bela walked over to the bed and sat down, her hands trembling as they gripped her knees. "What is it?" she whispered to herself, shaking her head as if to clear it of the ideas that were emerging. "Why does he... Why does his blood do this to me? That's not normal."

Her heart was racing, her body was hot, her mind was racing just from smelling him...

But despite all the feelings she was having, a part of her was consumed by another need, something much darker and more primitive. She squeezed her fingers against her thighs, trying to control the growing desire that dominated her body, but...

"I want him... For me," she said, the words escaping before she could control them. "Strax..." She said as she put her hand between his legs, on a spot that was completely on fire.

Without thinking, her hand slid between his legs, where an unbearable need burned like fire.

His touch was gentle at first, still over her clothes, but the sensation was like a shock to her skin. She no longer knew what she was doing, but his hand seemed to know.

She pressed her fingers against herself, the fabric of her pants still keeping her from relief, but every movement seemed to send waves of pleasure spreading through her body, as if it were consuming her.

"I want him... I want to feel everything, I want the blood... I want the body... I want everything..." she murmured like an obsession, her breathing becoming more and more irregular. Her hips began to move against his fingers, seeking more, seeking a relief that she knew only he could give her.

But it wasn't enough. It couldn't be. She felt an uncontrollable urgency, as if she couldn't wait any longer. With one swift movement, Bela opened the button of his pants, pulling the fabric down in a hurry, her mind now focused only on what she wanted.

Her hand slid inside, touching the warm, moist skin of her panties. She shuddered at the contact, the simple touch making her realize how completely surrendered to desire she already was.

Her panties were soaked, and the heat she felt seemed impossible to control. Experience more content on empire

Her fingers slid down, crossing the barrier of the fabric until they reached the place that made her body tremble. When she finally touched that spot, a muffled moan escaped her lips. It was as if reality had disappeared and the only focus was on the pleasure growing inside her.

"Ahhnn..." She could no longer think of anything except him... the smell of him, what he would do to her, the pleasure he could give her. Every movement, every touch, seemed to drive her deeper, faster.

His fingers moved more intensely now, pressing, twisting, deepening as the pleasure enveloped her like an immeasurable wave. Her body was surrendered to the moment, and she could no longer deny what she felt. Each breath became more labored, and the feeling of need became unbearable.

"He's mine, he has to be mine," she repeated, her voice hoarse, broken by the ecstasy that was beginning to consume every part of her.

"Ahh!!!" The climax hit her overwhelmingly, like a storm that couldn't be stopped. The pleasure took her completely, making her body squirm as her body released the liquid that she no longer knew where it began and where it ended. She was exhausted, panting, and yet there was something inside her, something dark and insatiable, that still drove her to want more.

"..." She was silent for a while as she thought about what she had just done, in fact, her whole body was still on fire and she was already considering simply getting up and going over to him, so that he could put out her fire, but she quickly stopped her thoughts...

"Daniela and Cassandra... they're already his wives," she muttered, biting her lower lip lightly. His thoughts returned to that moment, his blood... and his breathing became heavier for a moment. "I can't... be his wife too, can I? I could prove that..."

The thought seemed ridiculous, but at the same time, impossible to ignore. Bela had always been the most practical, the coolest when it came to emotional matters. She prided herself on her rationality, but now, her mind was filled with images of him, his teasing smile, the way he fought, the words he said to completely disarm her without even realizing it and, above all, his Blood.

"Don't be an idiot, Bela," she muttered to herself, rubbing her forehead as if to erase the thoughts. "You're not like Cassandra or Daniela. This is just... a reaction to his blood, that's all. Nothing more."

But even as she said it, she knew she was lying to herself. Strax was different. Not just because he was human, or because of the way he could face them without flinching, but because of the simple fact that, somehow, he seemed to see her as no one else did. With him, there were no titles, no heavy expectations.

"I won't give in to that," he muttered again, crossing his arms and raising his chin as if to reinforce his determination. But the voice in his head was treacherous, whispering doubts.

"If you're not going to give in, why is your body still shaking with pleasure while the whole bed is dirty with your love juice?"

Bela took a deep breath, trying to calm down. She needed a plan, she needed a distraction. Perhaps training Strax more intensely was the solution. Keeping him so focused that he didn't have time to... to mess with her head like that. Yes, that could work.

"Shit... I'm going to end up masturbating again if I keep this up..." she muttered to herself, looking at her pussy getting even wetter.

With a sigh of resignation, Bela slid a hand between her legs, feeling the heat and wetness gathering there. She ran a finger down her already soaked slit, parting her lips and exposing her throbbing clitoris.

"No, I can't do this now!" she told herself, but the words sounded empty even to herself. "But if it were him..."

Curiosity about what it would be like to have Strax's lips sucking on her clit took over her mind. She could almost feel Strax hot, skillful tongue exploring every inch of her pussy, teasing her until she couldn't stand it any longer.

Bela let her thumb circle the sensitive spot while other fingers played with the honeyed lips, spreading the moisture all over the area. She bit her lower lip as she felt waves of pleasure spread through her body.

"No... I can't do this..." she whispered, even though her fingers were already deep in her pussy, running up and down the soft inner walls. Her breathing became heavy, her nipples hardened, begging for attention.

"Shit... I'm going to come again if you keep this up..." She said between gasps, her thumb rubbing in quick circles over her swollen clitoris. The sensations intensified more and more until she reached her limit, her whole body shaking with the force of the orgasm.

Only after minutes did she return to normal, still panting and her vision blurred with ecstasy. If this were to happen again, she would have to find a way to resist. But deep down, she wasn't sure she wanted to resist...