SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God

Almost fifteen hours later, Kate finally shoved at his chest, her breaths ragged, her body trembling from exhaustion.

"Damon! huff… huff… I can't… I cannot take it anymore." She slumped back onto the tangled sheets, every inch of her aching. "My body hurts everywhere, you absolute asshole."

Damon's gaze swept over her, lingering on the numerous fresh bite marks that decorated her entire body. Her neck, shoulders, and the curve of her waist, there were fang marks everywhere. Seeing them made his lips curl into a wicked smile.

"You look perfect," he murmured, tracing one with his fingertip.

The last few hours had been unbelievable. He had finally released all of his pent-up hunger, every shred of restraint he'd forced upon himself until now. The result was written all over Kate's body, her perfect body with perfect tits and perfect ass.

Kate bit her lips in frustration. "Perfect? I can't even move! Look at how many times you have bitten my boobs and my fucking ass. I can't even lie down properly."

Damon's gaze landed on her chest, then trailed lower, his crimson eyes darkening with hunger all over again.

Kate instantly dragged the blanket over herself as if that would shield her from the predator eyeing her like a piece of meat. "Don't you dare. Don't you even think about it."

Damon chuckled. He propped his chin in his palm, eyes gleaming as though the blanket meant nothing at all. "You think that flimsy sheet can stop me?" His fangs flashed briefly as he smirked.

Kate's face flushed crimson. "You're insufferable," she muttered, clutching the blanket tighter around herself. "Do you ever stop being a menace?"

"Alright. Alright. I get it. Let's continue this later." Damon laughed and surrendered.

"Later? You are going to fucking kill me, you jerk."

Damon laughed and lay next to her silently, with his eyes closed. Kate opened her mouth to say something, but she immediately closed it. She too silently eyed the man next to her.

When he was like this, calm and silent, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat. All the unspeakable things they had done in the past few hours flashed in her mind, and she felt an urge creeping up. It was painful, yes, but it had also been absolutely mind-breaking.

This was her first time experiencing something like this, and she was pretty sure that sex shouldn't feel this ridiculously good. Even the exaggerated stories from her more experienced friends couldn't compare to this, not even fucking close.

Maybe it was because they were vampires? And their bodies were now different? Or maybe because it was him?

She stole a glance at Damon. Her eyes then landed on the lower half, especially a certain part, which was still ready for more action.

Kate bit the inside of her cheek, trying to ignore the flood of heat pooling in her stomach. She gulped. She couldn't control herself as her hands reached for the hardness. Normally, women hated this part, or at least she thought she would, but something about this guy's thing… made her want to keep…

Kate couldn't restrain herself anymore as she got up and positioned herself.

Damon's eyes flashed open to meet hers, a mix of surprise and desire reflected in their crimson depths. "Kate. You don't have to…"

He started but stopped just as quickly as he watched the woman eagerly take him in her mouth again. His fingers tangled in her hair, his grip firm but gentle, guiding her movements with a silent encouragement.

Soon, he was done, and once again, she drank every single drop. She looked up at Damon, part shy, part embarrassed, and part guilty when Damon yanked her and brought her on top of him.

"Don't you dare stop now." He growled and started everything all over again. In the blink of an eye, another couple of hours passed, and this time Kate was too exhausted even to talk.

Damon kissed her gently on the forehead and finally got out of bed. "La Rocha, can you send in some food?" He then looked at Kate again and asked. "Do you have some healing potion or something?"

Immediately, a smug reply came in. "Food, yes. Healing potion, no. It's not like any healing potion is going to help that. Your marks do not fade away that easily. You should know that."

Damon rolled his eyes. Of course, he knew that, but it was still worth a try. He sat back down next to Kate and patted her head, combing her long, brownish black hair with his fingers.

She let out a tired groan, swatting weakly at his hand but not actually pushing him away. Her lashes fluttered against her flushed cheeks. "If you're trying to act gentle now, it's too late. You already broke me."

Damon smiled. "Nonsense. You're still breathing, aren't you? That means you can endure more."

Kate's eyes cracked open just enough to glare at him. "Try it, I dare you."

Damon laughed again. "See, even now, you are feisty enough for another few rounds."

Kate opened both her eyes this time and was ready to give him a piece of her mind when Damon silenced her with his finger. "Shh. Just go to sleep."

Kate bitterly smiled. "I don't think I can."

"Is it hurting that much?"

Kate blushed and turned away. The truth was that she was way too excited to sleep right now, but did not dare say that to the madman. "Yes, something like that." She lied.

Damon smiled and scratched his head. He knew that she was lying right now, as he could smell the wetness pooling between her legs even as they were having this conversation, but he did not call her out on it.

"Want to get back to the game?" He changed the subject. "I have already given Kaelthorn some instructions, and the guy should have handled many things by now. I would like to go back in and check on the progress."

"Huh?" Kate was surprised. "When did you do this?"

"Sometime in between." Damon laughed. "You were pretty out of it."

Kate was going to retort, but she really did not have the energy for it. "Idiot." She smiled lovingly and then activated the tattoo.