Jax stared at the blood on his cock. The crimson liquid coated his pennis.
Then his eyes moved to the bedsheets beneath them. White silk now stained with spreading blood.
"Umm... Nerith. We have a problem here."
She was still on all fours, her body trembling from the start of pleasure she’d been experiencing. Her pussy was still throbbing from where he’d stretched her. "Don’t you DARE tease now."
"No, it’s different." His voice was oddly serious. "You’re bleeding."
She turned around, her wings folding against her back. "What do you an?"
Her eyes followed his gaze. First to his blood-covered cock standing at attention. Then to the ruined bedsheet beneath them where drops had pooled.
Horror washed over her face. "This isn’t my period ti. And the blood is different too."
She gulped, her crimson eyes wide with fear. "Is this... really bad?"
Jax’s expression turned grave. Deadly serious. The face of a doctor delivering terrible news to a patient’s family.
He was absolutely mocking her. And enjoying every second of it.
"Of course it’s bad. You’re bleeding from inside. Do you know what that ans?"
She shook her head frantically, white hair whipping around her horns.
"You won’t be able to have babies anymore."
Her face went pale as snow. "No way..."
"But that’s not all." Jax leaned closer, voice dropping to a theatrical whisper. "You have a rare disease. A condition where you can never have sex again. If forced, you will die."
Nerith’s eyes welled with tears. Her lips trembled violently. The demon who had threatened Jax on first encounter turned like a child being told her puppy had died.
Jax had to physically restrain himself from laughing. This was too good.
Then he spoke again. "But there IS a cure."
Hope flooded her features instantly. She leaned forward, one hand covering her exposed pussy, desperation burning in her crimson eyes. "Jax, tell ! I can endure any pain! Anything!"
Jax closed the distance between them slowly. Dramatically.
Placed a gentle kiss on her cheek.
Then burst out laughing.
"BAHAHAHA!"
Her expression shifted from confusion to realization to absolute fury in the span of two seconds. Her fist ford instantly. She charged at him with killing intent.
Then stopped.
Inches from his bruised face.
She had rembered his injuries. Barely restrained herself from shattering his jaw.
But the murder in her eyes promised retribution. Today. Tomorrow. Soday. That punch was definitely coming.
Jax wiped the tears from his eyes, still wheezing uncontrollably. "Okay, okay. I’m sorry."
He clearly wasn’t. Not even remotely.
"I didn’t an to do that. But you just asked for it that way. That face of yours!" He laughed again, clutching his stomach. "’Is this really bad?’ PFFFT!"
She clicked her tongue in annoyance. "What was funny about that?"
Jax answered without hesitation. "Your face."
Then laughed even harder until his bruised ribs scread in protest.
"Fuck you."
"Maybe later. We were in the middle of sothing, rember?"
She glared at him with enough heat to lt steel. "You haven’t answered . Tell what’s actually going on."
Jax controlled his laughter with visible effort, taking deep breaths. "Well, I don’t really know either. I only laughed through those classes back in school. Never paid attention."
He scratched his head thoughtfully. "But I’m pretty sure there’s nothing to worry about. There’s this thing inside a woman’s pussy that breaks during the first ti. And Leads to bleeding."
Nerith processed this information carefully. "So everyone bleeds during sex? No one taught that."
"Partially right." Jax held up a finger like a professor giving a lecture. "Many won don’t bleed at all. Only won who are too lazy, who don’t stretch, don’t exercise, don’t do stuff that puts their pussy to work. For them, bleeding is obvious."
He shrugged casually. "Also, it’s a one-ti thing. After breaking today, it won’t happen again."
Nerith’s pout could have killed lesser n on the spot. "I am NOT lazy. I practice combat every single day."
"But science says otherwise."
She wanted to strangle him right there. Her fingers twitched with the urge. "Fine. Let’s leave this topic."
She got up from the bed and grabbed so tissues from the nearby table. Handed so to Jax while keeping a few for herself.
"Can we continue?"
Jax wiped his cock clean while considering the question. The blood ca off easily enough, leaving his shaft glistening. "I don’t really know. But I think we shouldn’t. It might hurt you more."
Nerith was wiping her pussy when she responded imdiately, almost desperately. "No, it’s not hurting at all! I didn’t even realize I was bleeding until you pointed it out. You know that, right?"
Jax could see it in her eyes. The need. The raw desperation.
She wanted him. Badly. More than she’d ever wanted anything.
He closed the distance and wrapped his arms around her naked body. Her wings pressed against his chest, soft and warm. Her curves lted into him perfectly.
"I don’t want to hurt you, Nerith. That’s all. We can continue soti later, after you’re back to normal."
She tensed in his arms imdiately. "Soti later?"
Her voice cracked with emotion. "No, Jax. You don’t get it."
She pulled back slightly to look at his face, her crimson eyes searching his. "I don’t know when I’ll get this chance again. I don’t even know IF I’ll get this chance again."
Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. "So don’t push away. Let have this. Please."
Jax gently patted her white hair, his fingers brushing against the base of her horns. "Didn’t I promise you? I WILL co back."
His hand tilted her chin up tenderly. "And what’s gotten into you? Why are you so fixated on sex suddenly?"
She didn’t reply.
Her face turned angry and she looked away stubbornly. Refusing to et his eyes no matter what.
Jax studied her profile in the flickering candlelight. The stubborn set of her jaw. The flush spreading across her cheeks. The way her wings twitched with barely contained agitation.
He sighed deeply.
"Fine."
Her head snapped back toward him instantly.
"I’ll do it."
Hope blood in her crimson eyes like sunrise after eternal night.
"But on one condition."
Her expression shifted to suspicion, still wearing that angry pout. She refused to look directly at him. "And what’s that?"
Jax’s smile turned vicious.
The smile of a predator who had finally cornered his prey.
"Beg for it."
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