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Chapter 2: First Taste

Chapter 2: First Taste

Dmitri stood at the edge of the bed, stroking his massive cock slowly while he drank in the sight of Anya sprawled out on his crimson sheets. Her silver hair fanned across the pillow like silk, her full breasts rising and falling with every shaky breath, and her thick thighs still trembling from the orgasm he’d just forced out of her with his tongue.

She looked like sin itself.

"Look at you," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "All spread open and dripping for your new owner."

Anya glared up at him, cheeks flushed, but she couldn’t hide how her body reacted. Her pussy was still glistening, swollen and ready. She hated how much she wanted more.

Before she could snap back at him, the bedroom door opened. Two men in white coats entered, pushing a sleek medical cart. Dmitri had called them while she was still lost in pleasure.

"Time to collect what I paid for," Dmitri said calmly, though his silver eyes burned with hunger. "Hold her."

Anya’s eyes widened. "What the fuck are you"

Strong hands grabbed her wrists and ankles, spreading her wide on the bed. She struggled, cursing them, but it was useless. Dmitri climbed onto the mattress between her legs, his huge cock still rock hard and leaking.

One of the doctors tied a tourniquet around her arm while the other prepared a large syringe. Dmitri watched with dark fascination as the needle slid into her vein. Deep red blood flowed into the vial.

The moment the first drop hit the testing tube, Dmitri felt it.

A sharp, electric jolt shot through his body. Pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. His cock jerked violently, growing even harder, veins pulsing. For the first time in years, he *felt* everything.

"Fuck..." he growled, eyes flashing.

Anya gasped as she watched his reaction. The doctor quickly filled three vials and stepped back.

"Leave us," Dmitri ordered.

The moment the door closed, he pounced.

He grabbed her thighs roughly and yanked her to the edge of the bed, spreading her wide open again. Without warning, he dragged his thick cock through her soaked folds, coating himself in her juices.

"You have no idea what your blood just did to me, malishka," he rasped, voice dripping with lust. "I’ve been numb for years. Now my cock is throbbing so hard it hurts... and it’s all because of you."

He pushed the fat head of his cock against her tight entrance and thrust forward, burying several inches inside her virgin pussy in one powerful stroke.

Anya cried out, back arching sharply. "Ahh! You’re too big"

Dmitri groaned deeply, eyes rolling back for a second. The tight, wet heat of her cunt combined with the lingering effect of her blood made pleasure explode through his veins. He pulled back and slammed in deeper, stretching her walls around his massive length.

"So fucking tight," he growled, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. "This virgin pussy was made for me."

He started fucking her with deep, punishing strokes, watching her heavy tits bounce with every thrust. Each time he bottomed out, he ground his hips against her clit, making her moan like a whore.

Anya’s defiance cracked. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she gasped and whimpered. "Dmitri... oh god..."

"That’s right, baby. Say my name while I ruin this sweet cunt," he snarled.

He leaned down and sank his teeth into the side of her neck, not hard enough to break skin, but enough to mark her. The taste of her skin on his tongue sent another wave of raw pleasure through him. He pounded into her harder, the wet sound of his cock slamming into her dripping pussy filling the room.

He fucked her like a man possessed fast, deep, and filthy. Every thrust made her cry out. He reached between them and rubbed her swollen clit with his thumb, pushing her closer to the edge.

"Cum for me, little orchid," he demanded, voice dark and commanding. "Cum all over the cock that owns you."

Anya shattered with a loud scream, her pussy clenching and pulsing around his thick shaft. Her juices gushed around him as she came hard.

Dmitri didn’t stop. He kept fucking her through her orgasm, chasing his own release. The pleasure her blood had awakened in him was addictive. He wanted more.

With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy, filling her so full it leaked out around his cock.

He stayed inside her for a long moment, breathing heavily against her neck.

When he finally pulled out, he looked down at the mess he’d made her pussy swollen, red, and dripping with his seed.

"Beautiful," he murmured.

Anya lay there panting, body trembling. She felt used, claimed... and shamefully satisfied.

Dmitri reached over and grabbed one of the fresh blood vials. He popped the cap and brought it to his lips, drinking it slowly while staring straight into her eyes.

The effect was instant.

A violent shudder ran through his powerful body. His cock, which had barely softened, surged back to full hardness in seconds.

He smiled, dark and dangerous.

"One taste and I’m already addicted," he said, voice thick with lust. "We’re just getting started, Anya. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging me to drink from you every single night."

He flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her ass up, and shoved his cock back inside her cum-filled pussy in one brutal thrust.

"Round two, malishka."