29 Clash of Faiths (3) (R18)

Chapter 29: Clash of Faiths (3) (R18)

With a low growl of satisfaction, Carl released his hold on Jeanne's neck, his lips lingering against her skin for a moment longer before pulling away. He could see the flush of arousal staining her cheeks, the hunger in her eyes mirroring his own.

"Are you alright, my dear?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle as he brushed a strand of golden hair away from her face.

Jeanne nodded, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to regain her composure. She could notice how Carl countenance became rejuvenated, his previous 'tired' eyes vanishing before her eyes. 

"Yes, Carl," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I'm more than alright. I've never felt more alive."

He held her close, his embrace a comforting anchor in the midst of her ecstasy. And as the last traces of her blood flowed into his hungry mouth, she surrendered herself completely to his darkness.

With the hotness of passion and blood lingering in the air, with desire at its highest, Carl with a deft hand, removed his boxer briefs, his erection springing free from its fabric confines.

He positioned himself between her thighs, his hands gripping her hips as he guided himself towards her entrance.

She moaned in anticipation, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire.

"Fuck, you're so wet. Someone sure enjoyed getting bitten." he growled, his voice reverberating through the room.

"All for you," she whimpered, her hips arching up to meet him.

With a single thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, causing her to cry out in pleasure. His hips pistoned in a fervent rhythm, each thrust deeper and harder than the last.

"Yes, Carl," she panted, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he pounded into her.

The sound of their bodies slapping against each other filled the room, mingling with the primal grunts and groans coming from both of them. The endurance of a vampire was on full display now that he got rejuvenated by the Blood Exchange.

With his pistoning at high-rate, Carl's grip on her hips tightened, pulling her closer as he drove his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt inside her. The position allowed him to penetrate deeper than he ever had before, causing Jeanne's toes to curl in ecstasy.

Their movements became more erratic, their thrusts deeper and faster as they both hurtled towards their release.

Carl's fingers found Jeanne's clit once more, teasing the swollen nub with his thumb.

"Goddammit, Carl!" Jeanne screamed as a powerful orgasm coursed through her. Her nails dug into his back as she writhed and shuddered beneath him, her inner walls clenching around his cock in spasms of pure pleasure.

The sight of her climax sent Carl over the edge. With a deep, guttural groan, he buried himself inside her one last time and came hard. 

His release triggered another orgasm within Jeanne, and the pair of them trembled as they collapsed onto the plush seating of the suite's living area.

Carl's breathing was heavy, and he remained buried within Jeanne as they rode out the aftershocks of their pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his waist, holding him close as she traced her fingertips up and down his back.

"Holy fuck," Carl murmured, his voice still hoarse from the intensity of their lovemaking.

The room was filled with the heavy scent of their passion, a heady mix of sweat and sex.

With a contented sigh, Carl leaned down to press a gentle kiss against Jeanne's lips, savoring the taste of her on his tongue. She responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pulled him closer.

"You're amazing, Carl," she whispered, her voice filled with adoration.

He smiled against her lips, "And you, my dear, are absolutely intoxicating," he replied, his voice husky with desire.

The euphoria of their first sex session still coursing through their veins, Carl and Jeanne remained locked in a passionate embrace, their bodies intertwined in the aftermath of their lovemaking. As they rode out the aftershocks of their pleasure, Carl's couldn't help but get this impulse from his primal instincts. 

An instinct fueled by the intoxicating scent of Jeanne's blood, and knowing that it wouldn't bring her harm, Carl shifted his position, his lips drawn irresistibly to the delicate curve of Jeanne's neck. 

"Just a little nibble, my love."

He paused for a moment, his breath hot against her skin as he savored the anticipation of what was to come. Jeanne's pulse quickened beneath his touch, her body responding instinctively to his primal desire.

With a low growl of hunger, Carl pressed his lips to Jeanne's neck, his fangs grazing her skin with a tantalizing touch. Jeanne gasped in pleasure, her fingers tangling in his hair as she surrendered herself to his dark desires.

As his fangs pierced her skin, a surge of ecstasy flooded Jeanne's senses, mingling with the lingering waves of pleasure from their earlier climax. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a heady mix of pleasure and pain that left her breathless with desire.

"Oh, you greedy bat," she teased, her voice breathless with desire as she felt the warmth of his mouth against her skin. "Can't get enough, can you?"

Her playful banter was met with a low chuckle from Carl, his lips vibrating against her neck as he drank deeply. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, each pull of his mouth drawing her deeper into a whirlwind of ecstasy.

With a satisfied sigh, Carl released his hold on Jeanne's neck, his lips lingering against her skin for a moment longer before pulling away. Jeanne couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment at the loss of his touch, but she knew that their night was far from over.

"Greedy bat indeed," Carl chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he leaned back to meet her gaze. "But you taste so damn good, I can't help myself."

Jeanne grinned, her cheeks flushed with excitement as she reached up to run her fingers through his tousled hair. "Well, lucky for you, I'm more than willing to indulge your cravings," she replied, her voice laced with playful amusement.

As their bodies entwined once more in a fervent embrace, Jeanne felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins. The taste of her blood still lingered on Carl's lips, igniting a fire within her that burned hotter with each passing moment.

With a hunger that bordered on desperation, Carl pressed his lips to Jeanne's once more, his hands roaming her body, while Jeanne responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, craving the feel of his skin against hers.

Their following sex sessions for the night were a whirlwind of passion, each touch and caress sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through their bodies. Jeanne felt all of Carl's attention and validation, reveling in the knowledge that she was the one who brought him such pleasure.

In a way, she felt great that this mysterious Vampire was giving her his attention. Her lingering worries about him only treating her akin to a cattle dispersed as he made love to her.

For this she was determined not to be a passive and instead, she also participated in pleasuring Carl by offering him foreplay that she would have never considered doing on her ex-fiance. As they moved together in a frenzy of desire, Jeanne took control, guiding Carl's movements with a confidence that surprised even herself.

'He's also mine.' 

She showed her affection in every touch, every kiss, every whispered word of encouragement.

And Carl was a willing participant, surrendering himself completely to the pleasure she offered. He reveled in her touch, her passion driving him to new heights of ecstasy with each passing moment.

After long hours of passionate lovemaking, their bodies slick with sweat and their hearts racing with desire, they reached the pinnacle of their pleasure together. With a deep, guttural groan, Carl climaxed deep inside of her, his release triggering a powerful orgasm within Jeanne that left her trembling with pleasure.

With a shuddering breath, Jeanne squirted in ecstasy, her release mingling with Carl's as they collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and passion.

'Being a Vampire sure is scary… Now that I'm closer to full Blood Energy, I've lasted even more in bed. Praise be the Blood God.'

'The amount of mana from Jeanne is also noticeable. Smaller in comparison to when I first drank her blood, but it doesn't change that I could notice the small difference.'

'Heh, I feel she could give a run to those Succubuses' money. She's so thirsty for a good fucking.'

Relatively spent tonight, Carl with his own thoughts about his situation, it could be said that Jeanne too had her contemplation, but for different reasons. As they lay there, spent and sated, Jeanne couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over her. 

Laying in Carl's embrace, basking in the warmth of their shared passion, her mind swirled with a myriad of thoughts and emotions.

'Being with Carl is exhilarating, but also a bit frightening. He is unpredictable. This brings an edge to our intimacy that I can't deny excites me.'

Touching her stomach with her freed arm, while she felt her crotch warm and at the same time damp from the cum still inside of her. A slight breath of relief passed out, which made Carl chuckle a bit, but she pondered a bit on the situation.

'Thank goodness I took my pill earlier,' she mused silently, a wry smile tugging at the corners of her lips. 'With how passionately Carl and I made love tonight, the last thing I need is an unexpected surprise.'

She couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at her foresight, knowing that she had taken the necessary precautions to avoid any potential complications. In the throes of their passion, it was easy to forget about such mundane concerns, but now, as they lay together in the aftermath, Jeanne was thankful for her decision.

She nestled closer to Carl, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest against her own. In that moment, she was filled with a sense of contentment, knowing that they had shared something truly special together

Still, her mind couldn't help but wander to the countless times he had bitten her neck in the throes of their passion.

'Could I become a vampire?' the thought lingered in her mind, a flicker of uncertainty dancing in the depths of her thoughts. 'After being bitten so many times, is it possible that his vampiric essence could somehow change me? Or am I just influenced by the novels and dramas I've watched in the past?'

She pondered the implications of such a transformation, feeling a bit of apprehension at the idea.

On one hand, the thought of gaining immortality and otherworldly powers was undeniably alluring. But on the other hand, she couldn't help but wonder what it would mean for her human life, her career, her relationships. It was for sure that her family would be devastated to learn that she got turned into a Vampire by her lover.

'What would becoming a vampire mean for my future?' she questioned, her thoughts swirling with uncertainty. 'Would I still be able to live a normal life, or would I be suffering like Carl from Bloodthirst? Unlike him who seems to control those impulses quite well, I might become something akin to a wild beast.'

As Jeanne's thoughts spiraled into a chaotic torrent, Carl sensed her unease by reading her heartbeat. With a gentle flick of his finger against her forehead, he broke through the fog of her thoughts and brought her back to the present moment.

"Hey, none of that now," he murmured softly, his voice laced with reassurance. "You're overthinking things again, babe. It's a waste of time to fret about what's out of your control."

His touch was gentle, his gaze filled with understanding as he looked into her eyes. In that moment, Jeanne felt a wave of calm wash over her, the tension in her body melting away under his comforting presence.

"You're here with me, in this moment," Carl continued, his voice soothing and steady. "And that's all that matters. Whatever the future holds, we'll face it together."

His words were like a balm to her troubled mind, easing her worries and fears with their simple truth. In Carl's embrace, Jeanne felt safe and secure, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would overcome them together.

With a grateful smile, she leaned in to press a tender kiss against his lips, silently thanking him for his unwavering support. In that moment, all of her fears and uncertainties faded into the background, replaced by a sense of peace and contentment.

Such that they lay together in the afterglow of their lovemaking, all thoughts of the outside world faded away. There were only the two of them, bound together. and in that moment, they were complete.