The chamber howled.
The Varul Queen convulsed again, but this time it wasn't from my chains—it was from the ghouls tearing chunks of her flesh like starving dogs ripping into a rotten carcass. Tentacles whipped, crushing her own children by the dozens, but there were too many. Her hive was eating her alive.
The vampire inside her writhed harder, its silhouette hammering against the translucent skin like a fetus trying to claw out of its mother's womb.
CRACK.
A fissure tore down the Queen's slimy abdomen.
"Ohhh shit," Eva giggled, perched on a writhing ghoul's back like it was a sex swing. "She's crowning."
"That is NOT the word you use here." I glared at her.
Too late.
The crack widened. Flesh split, vomiting a spray of ichor and half-digested bones before a pale hand clawed its way out. Long black nails, blood dripping from every fingertip. Then came a face—starved, skin stretched thin across sharp cheekbones, fangs so long they nearly pierced its own lips.
The vampire ripped its way free, shrieking as it dragged itself out of its Queen's belly, coated in slime, steam rising from its body where my chains had burned through its womb-prison. Its eyes locked on me—twin red furnaces, starving, enraged, and very, very aware.
Finally, a worthy kill.
"Yesss," I hissed, chains rattling around me as I braced. My hunger wasn't just a pang now. It was claws raking down my insides, screaming for his blood.
"Ugly bastard," Eva purred, wings flaring. "Almost as ugly as my ex."
The vampire crouched low, slime dripping off its limbs. Then—blur. It moved.
"SHIT!" I barely twisted as it tore past me, its claws shredding through stone, flesh, and frostfire alike. A dozen ghouls got reduced to minced meat in the crossfire, their moans snapping into screams.
Umbra intercepted, shadows exploding around him as he lunged like a living storm, claws swiping at the vampire's throat. The thing caught him mid-air and slammed him into the ground with enough force to split the chamber.
"UMBRA!" My voice cracked, but my chains were already on the move, shrieking through the air like burning whips. Six blades streaked toward the vampire, however...
He caught them.
With his fucking hands!
The black flames sizzled into his flesh, searing, burning holes into his palms. And yet—he only grinned, fangs dripping blood as his body trembled with a sadist's delight.
"Oh~..." he likes it rough," Eva cooed, biting her lip as she watched him burn. "Maybe we should give the filthy bastard what he wants, Aza~"
"Shut up and move!" I snarled, yanking my chains tighter. The blades ground deeper into bone, cracking, sizzling—but the vampire didn't break. He pulled. Hard.
That's when I realized something about my hell chains.
You see, while my hell chains were crafted to bind gods. Their strength depends on me. In my old world, I reached the peak of what a human can reach; moreover, I broke through the limitation thanks to my old mentor's dragon heart, becoming a dragon warrior.
And now...
I'm a succubus. A horny, lust-crazed, gluttonous monster that was great as a magical being but not so much as a physical one.
So while my hell chain could nullify any magical power, it was completely useless against a being with more physical strength than I.
Which makes sense, the hell chains were created specifically to trap Sol. Yes, she was a goddess of the sun, but without her magical power, she was nothing but a woman.
But the same couldn't be said about this vampire.
He yanked, and I was airborne.
The world spun—slime, ghouls, and violet fire blurring into a cyclone—before my back cratered into the wall with a crunch that made my ribs sing like broken glass chimes. Slabs of flesh rippled from the impact, bursting pustules spraying me in rancid-smelling gore.
The vampire was already on me. A blur of pale claws and steaming breath, his roar cracking through the chamber like a cathedral bell struck with a sledgehammer.
"MOTHERFU—" I twisted, barely managing to drag one chain up as his claws came down. Sparks of abyssal fire shrieked between us, the clash rattling my bones to dust. His strength was obscene, raw, unfiltered, the kind of physical power that a low-rank vampire should never have.
'Fuck. He wasn't low rank anymore. The Varul Queen probably changed him when she infected him.'
And here I was. A sex-addicted succubus with chains made for binding gods, yet I couldn't even bind a fucking worm-infected vampire, all because I was too weak to use the full extent of my hell chain abilities.
Perfect fucking odds.
He slammed me down, fangs snapping inches from my throat. Hot slime dripped from his jaw, burning against my skin like acid. My chains strained, sparks and black fire hissing as they wrapped around his neck, but he only laughed—a wet, hungry sound that rattled deep in his chest.
"Shit, he's enjoying this," I grunted, pushing back with everything I had.
"Ohhh, I know that look~" Eva purred, tiny wings spraying pink slime as she licked her lips. "That's the face of a man who wants to bite you everywhere. Honestly, Aza, just spread your legs and end the poor bastard's suffering!"
"FUCK OFF, EVA!" I roared, but her words burrowed in like worms. They hit the simmering horniness in the pit of my gut, driving it higher, sharper.
The vampire pressed harder, claws digging into the flesh around my head, fangs dripping thick ropes of slime onto my lips. His body trembled—not just with hunger, but lust. Every twitch of his muscles screamed need, every ragged breath fogged with desperation.
And I… hesitated.
For one heartbeat, I let my chains loosen. For one heartbeat, I gave into the gnawing hunger clawing through me—not just to kill him, but to use him.
His burning eyes widened when I spread my thighs beneath him, sliding my micro-thongs aside, exposing my pulsing pussy. His roar dropped into a guttural moan as instinct took over and, with one single thrust, his massive length filled me to the very back of my pussy.
"Ahhhh~"
I came instantly.
Pain. Heat. Pleasure. All mixed together, the flood washing my reason away, melting everything else except the animal urge to fuck him, fuck the shit out of his dead dick. I sucked him deep, tightening, pulsing as his swollen cock plowed into my hungry cunt.
"Ahhh—look at you, Aza~" Eva sang from above, one hand pressed between her thighs, her wings shuddering with every wet slap. "You're actually fucking the monster. Gods, you're hotter than I ever imagined!"
I ignored her. My own moans spilled out, sharp and ragged, not from pleasure but from strain. My chains rattled, black fire flashing around us as his thrusts grew more savage, faster, harder—exactly what I wanted.
"Yesss," I hissed into his ear, licking the slime off his jaw. "That's it. Fuck me. Use me. Fill my womb with your corpse cum. Give me all of it. Every last drop. I want your hunger, your lust, your fucking soul."
"Grrr," He snarled, biting down into my shoulder, cock pounding harder, lost in the trap.
Slowly, I reached with my hands behind his back, and while the vampire kept thrusting inside me, I caressed his spine softly. Then, like I was his lover, I went down a little bit until I reached his buttocks and gave him one long slap, before spreading his cheeks, his asshole now exposed, dripping with pink slime.
And that's when I struck.
The six hell chains writhed like living serpents, flames screeching as I drove them straight into his exposed hole.
ROAAAAR!
The vampire's roar broke into a strangled, animal scream—half agony, half ecstasy—as the first black-flamed chain rammed deep, tearing through muscle and guts. His body jolted against me, cock slamming harder into my womb as though the pain only made him fuck more feral.
"YESSS!" I screamed, my claws digging down his spine. "Take it, you corpse-bastard. Take all of it!"
One chain wasn't enough. I shoved in the second. Then the third.
He convulsed above me, fangs snapping, black ichor pouring from his mouth as each chain forced deeper, writhing like flaming vipers through his innards.
"HAHAHAHAHA! Aza!" Eva shrieked with laughter, fingering herself shamelessly in midair. "You're spit-roasting him from both ends! This is the single greatest thing I've ever seen!"
The fourth chain pierced higher, the fifth splitting ribs on its way up. The vampire's claws tore trenches into the flesh-floor beside my head, blood spraying everywhere as his body bucked between torment and desperate rutting. His cock twitched like a beast dying inside me, filling me with boiling corruption that my womb greedily swallowed.
'MORE!'
Then the sixth chain forced its way through, ripping a path up his spine before bursting into his chest, climbing higher until all six chains rammed out of his throat.
His mouth gaped wide—screaming, choking—black-flamed blades jutting from his jaws like a grotesque crown.
"Give me all of you." I wrapped my legs tighter around him, dragging his twitching body closer as my pussy milked him, draining him dry while my hell chains devoured the rest. His eyes burned one last time—then the light guttered out.
The vampire collapsed, twitching, cock still buried deep inside me as his body began collapsing into ash around the chains. His soul didn't escape. I activated my 'Devour' and instantly from my dripping pussy burst the favorite shadow tendrils—slick, writhing, hungry tentacles made from darkness and unsatisfied hunger.
The tendrils coiled around the vampire's collapsing body, dragging him deeper inside me, past my folds, into the abyss between my thighs. His spine cracked with a SNAP so loud it echoed through the chamber. My tendrils bent him backwards unnaturally, folding him like rotten meat so he could slide into the place he will serve forever in. My stomach.
"Ahhhhhh~ yesssssss!" I howled, my stomach rising as he filled me. My belly bulged grotesquely, twitching and writhing as his body shoved inside. My cunt clenched, spasming in waves, pleasure wracking through my core, pouring through my throat as the sensation overwhelmed me. My legs quivered, toes curling as I squirted, bathing the entire chamber with the scalding heat of my lust.
"Gods above and below!" Eva clapped like a deranged cheerleader, wings beating in ecstasy. "You fucked him to death and ass-funneled his soul into your pussy! Aza—you're my fucking hero!"
But I wasn't listening to her, my focus—or at least part of it—was on the system notification that suddenly materialized before my eyes.
Ding!
[You have successfully devoured: Infected Vampire]
[+125 HP]
[+54 STM]
[New Skill: Vampire sight]