The last Vampire with the Hero summoner system: I get 5x their powers-Chapter 74: We might just be in love [R 18]

"Want to go in the tub together?" She touched my face, smiling lustfully.

Of course, this has not happened... yet.

"Lucien... No, Mark. We need to talk." Alya, in a loose plain white gown, said with the most serious face I had seen.

She walked towards the table, and I followed. The gown was very thin, and as with her every step, I could see her thick, long legs, black panties around wide, plump hips that jiggled and danced.

"What’s up?" I asked casually as she sat on the chair in front of me. She smelled like roses and monsoon wind, likely from her shampoo and soap.

"I was curious about what you saw at drinking my blood, too." I nodded as she leaned over the table seriously, revealing her plump cleavage completely.

"Nothing of importance. It was only enough to show me your earliest memories that left a deep impression on you." She said, taking a sip of water.

"It was a big, fat child with an ugly face. He was bullying you and taking your toys. But, everything from the toy to clothing seemed very weird."

"Oh, that." I cringed, remembering that memory. "Yeah, it is another world. Mine is very modern but lowkey, weaker. After seeing how humans here are literally walking natural disasters."

A hundred of those titans Alyndra summoned could easily destroy a small country in days. Even if they used nukes, I doubted they could pierce their skin, but still, damage had to be done. They couldn’t turn it into mince meat precisely like Subaru.

I didn’t even begin to imagine Subaru in the real world.

"Yeah, you surely were crafty as a child." She chuckled, "Throwing a brick at his head for that? Almost made me feel bad."

"He deserved it. I would do it again. Though it was stupid and impulsive. My mom had to take the fall for that. I just got away with a few slaps from her. I should’ve done it when he was alone."

She laughed, then added seriously, "A stone would’ve been more precise and destructive. It could kill that pig at the right angle, even."

"Okay, it wasn’t that serious!" She probably didn’t know about the legal repercussions for that.

"Hmm..." She was not convinced, "Well, what did you see?"

My face darkened. Hers darkened, noticing mine. We both knew what I had seen at that moment.

"I get why you suspect that queen."

"That made me stronger. I am not complaining. But, I am glad mom died." She shrugged. She was so calm about the topic that it was almost terrifying.

"What do you want, Mark?" She suddenly asked, changing the subject. "I think it’s not okay if we don’t know each other’s motivations."

"I just want to grow stronger."

"For what?" She asked like an interrogator.

"To explore the world. To protect you. And, be free to do whatever the fuck I want." I said without hesitation. This was the question I knew the answer to with absolute confidence.

"...Me?" Her cheeks reddened without realising.

"You."

She had covered her mouth to hide the blush and a smile cracking on her face. Girl, I can see through that. Well, on that note, I can see through clothes too.

But, it would be creepy to do so without the person’s permission, in my opinion. I had personally been creeped out if a girl could see through my clothes.

Alya could, but she wouldn’t... probably.

Well, she gets a pass.

"Why? We just met today. Why do you care so much about me? I am like your slave.

You can make me do anything; I wouldn’t even try to resist. I know this after my healing stopped at noticing your death. There is no need to care for me..."

I grabbed her hand. It was so soft and gentle. I felt like I could break it if I squeezed it too hard.

"I can’t believe you can even imagine me doing that? I am hurt."

"No, no, I didn’t mean it like that! I just, I mean, that is more efficient."

"I might be in love with you." I pulled her by the hand I held, pulling her over my body with a single yank. Being that strong was pretty neat.

She was crying. Her face was as red as it could be. She buried my face on my neck. I could feel the sticky tears.

"I know you must be thinking, in one day? Love? I myself don’t know. But what I feel towards you is not just lust. I know what it feels like, and I have felt it before."

I took a deep breath, "This, I am afraid, is... love," rubbing her back as gently as I possibly could. She was shivering, trembling, and her body was growing warmer. Her body was really soft.

It felt really good as she hugged me.

"I-I... hated you. I hated Lucien... I hated him so much. So much!" She had burst into tears, her body losing all its strength as she shouted in sobs.

"I wanted to stab him to death. Even after his death, I wanted to keep stabbing him. I was stronger than him, and I could do that. But I couldn’t." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"I hated myself then. More and more, I saw him alive. I hated myself more. I am so pathetic, I can’t even control my own powers. Even when I tried to take my life, I couldn’t. Because you wanted me alive."

My grip around her body had tightened to the limit. I was rubbing her head. Her tears and snot had completely covered every part of my neck and upper chest. She was ugly crying. It broke my heart.

"But, I didn’t today. Neither did I want to die. Nor did I want to kill. I was happy from the bottom of my heart, every second I spent with the man I had hated from the bottom of my heart since the age of three." Her voice was growing more and more confused.

I couldn’t say anything. I had never had a girl, no... I had never had anyone pour their feelings and share them with me like this ever in my life.

I just did what my body told me to. Hold her. As tight as I can.

"I am glad. This day isn’t a one-time thing... I will make sure it keeps happening from now on, to the day I die." I whispered in her ear. My body was losing strength, too, as her body pressed even harder on mine.

"Mark... I might be in love with you."

My heartbeat, that was supposed to be much slower than normal, was beating like a war drum. It was cancelled out by hers, which was beating even louder and faster than mine.

"We might just be in love," I repeated as the warmth her words brought me made my whole body shake. So, this is what getting confessed to feels like?

It was one in the world feeling.

Suddenly, my body vibrated with pleasure and pain. Something at my neck. My eyes widened.

"You are the one who brought me here! I can’t hold back anymore!" Alya was eating me.

Right at my neck, her fangs had pierced my skin completely. They had grown more than three inches. I could feel her warm saliva entering my body. She moved her tongue amateurishly, sucking the hell out of that spot.

I had gotten hard. Came. Gotten hard again in a micro instant as I grabbed her plump ass.

My fingers were swallowed in the rubbery, marshmallow-like softness of her warm skin covered by the fabric.

I moved her above my cock. She started moving on my hands and cock herself. She came. I came. She was even wetter. I was even harder.

I lifted the hem of her gown.

"Just tear it."

I hesitated no more as she wanted to keep sucking my blood, which sent tingles of pleasure down my core.

It didn’t take much effort to reveal her massive tits, bra removed as they jiggled in front of me. The only clothing I didn’t tear was her panties. Still toying with her plump ass, slapping it a few times as she moaned in pure pleasure.

The breasts were too mouth-watering to just leave them alone. I grabbed one in my hand and put one in my mouth. It was so springy.

I could suck it. Chew it. The nipples, on the other hand, were flavorful. She still tasted and smelled like how a woman would after a bath. The rose-like soap scent was still heavy.

We stayed like this for a whole ten minutes. Her tits were covered with bite marks, hickeys, and my saliva. Her ass was red from my constant toying with it. Slapping it over and over again, as it was just so snappable.

"Can we kiss?" I always wanted to kiss a girl as beautiful as her.

She blushed for just a moment before closing her eyes. She pressed her drool-covered, full lips that looked so incredibly soft and plush, extremely kissable, tightly together, extending them outwards kind of awkwardly.

Cute. "I thought I saw your face today", started playing in my head as I leaned in.

They felt similar to kissing her breasts, but much softer, gentler, and the taste was the best part. They tasted sweeter than honey. Maybe because they tasted like her, quietly intoxicating.

We just pressed our lips against each other at first. Making pecks awkwardly before I decided to man up and spread her lips with mine.

She got the cue, and her tongue attacked faster than mine. Now, I could taste that addictive flavour of hers so much more deeply as her burning, warm and wet tongue searched every corner of my mouth. I couldn’t resist. It was heavenly.

Enhanced only by her warm, lustful, heavy breaths. My lungs, my body, my mouth, my cock, everything was covered in her.

I didn’t know when I had slid her black panties slightly while playing with her pillowy soft, rubbery, wide and thick ass. And when my pants had been removed.

Now, her wet, so hot but so comforting, and addicting pussy was rubbing on my hard cock, covering it in her liquid that made my entire body, especially cock, twitch in excitement.

Sex was unavoidable. We can not be stopped now.