The atmosphere between the two finally began to turn ambiguous.
After a mont of adjusting, Eliza finally composed herself a bit, lifting her head and struggling to get out of Herbert’s embrace.
"Let, let down..."
Herbert didn’t stop her, only looked down and continued to whisper gently.
"Be good."
Those words, lacking any intimidation, made Eliza’s heart skip a beat, her whole body tingling as if an electric current passed through, making her instinctively comply.
"Oh..."
She lowered her head again, hiding her expression with her hair, gently inhaling the scent from Herbert.
Slling the intoxicating fragrance, Eliza’s pupils gradually changed, showing a greedy desire, her heart quietly thumping.
Thump.
The suppressed hunger gradually took over her consciousness.
Swish...
Eliza’s fragile body in Herbert’s arms started to unfold like a slowly blooming flower.
Her movents were gentle and slow, as if guided by so invisible force.
Then, her slender hands, like two light feathers, gently rested on his neck.
"..."
Herbert’s expression slightly shifted, but he did not stop her, allowing the vampire who was intent on feeding to continue.
Eliza’s expression was sowhat dazed, as if she had fallen into so kind of dreamy trance.
She half-closed her eyes, tilting her head slightly, then cautiously brought her nose to Herbert’s neck, a gesture full of inexplicable longing.
She gently inhaled, her nostrils subtly flaring, as if capturing a unique and enchanting scent.
Inhale~ Exhale!
Finally, there were the tips of her teeth.
After so searching, the sharp tips of her teeth erged.
In the dim, phosphorescent darkness, accompanied by a faint "sii——" sound, the vampire finally sank her teeth into the Paladin’s flesh.
The vampire’s eyes slightly narrowed, with a greedy yet satisfied expression on her face, indulging in the intoxicating blood, as if it were the sweetest nectar in the world.
The Paladin, on the other hand, lowered his gaze, gently supporting the vampire’s body, aiding her in feeding on his blood more smoothly.
Eliza was hungry.
Eliza had previously killed so many slave rchants, she should not have lacked blood.
If she wished, she easily could have feasted to her heart’s content.
But since Eliza was hungry now, it only ant one thing—she disregarded those people’s filthy blood, not taking any.
In retrospect, that was indeed the case.
The flesh and blood of those wicked people all beca pools of scarlet blood, rather than integrating into her body.
This realization made Herbert quite satisfied, a faint smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
The training was going smoothly.
Now, Eliza was becoming increasingly dependent on Herbert’s blood.
The more Eliza relied on Herbert, the harder it would be for her to break free, making progress in her seduction quicker.
When she beca completely dependent on Herbert’s blood, that would be the mont she fully succumbed.
The two stayed like this for a while, until Eliza finally stopped sucking, letting out a long, satisfied breath.
"Mmm—Ah~"
The fragrant breath from her mouth wafted onto Herbert’s neck, making him raise an eyebrow and suppress an unnatural reaction.
anwhile, Eliza remained in a semi-dreamlike state, knowing to take good care of the food after eating, gently licking the wound with her tongue tip.
Herbert’s expression shifted slightly, he cleared his throat and said: "Ahem, did you enjoy it?"
Eliza instinctively smacked her lips, murmuring in slight dissatisfaction: "Ah, it’s okay, basically enjoyable. Tastes good, but not quite as good as the Holy Blood..."
It’s still stronger.
"Ah, you’re picky now."
"Wake up."
Herbert chuckled with faux exasperation, using his fingers to lightly pinch the butt he was supporting.
His fingers weren’t forceful, but the peculiar feeling of pinching or fondling was what elicited the strongest reaction from Eliza.
"Ah!!?"
Eliza instantly snapped awake, springing up from Herbert’s embrace, twisting in the air three and a half tis before landing on the ground.
"You!"
The vampire glared, about to bare her fangs at the miscreant who teased her, then her gaze fell on the still-bleeding mark on Herbert’s neck.
"Ugh!"
Realizing what she had done unconsciously, her montum instantly dissipated.
She scratched her head awkwardly, laughing sheepishly.
"Ah hahaha, the weather is nice today."
Awkward.
Once again, she was controlled by her instincts, hugging and sucking him aggressively.
"Hehe."
Herbert chuckled softly, lifting his hand to wipe his neck, raising a finger tipped with mixed blood.
He gave Eliza a deep glance, then brought his finger to his mouth, licking it lightly.
"Mmm, tastes indeed good."
Eliza: ???
The vampire had never seen such a scene before; her cheeks turned red on the spot, eyes widening.
Pointing at Herbert, she stamred and couldn’t utter a coherent sentence.
"You, ah, I, ah ah... Ah?"
What are you doing?
You’re a freak!
Eliza subconsciously stepped back, but was pulled back by the smiling Herbert.
"Ah!"
He picked up the stunned Eliza, smoothly bending down to lightly bite her neck.
!!!
Again!
"Ah..."
Eliza felt her body tingle pleasantly, instinctively collapsing into Herbert’s embrace.
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