Sudden Bloodlust

"Auuuuhhhh... Your... Highness..."

Celeste let out a loud moan as Edmund's rod slowly spread the walls of her tight pink cave.

She could feel a jolt of pleasure spreading through her entire being as Edmund let out a groan as well and began to pump.

Puuh! Puuh! Puhh! Puhh!

He could feel her warm wetness gripping his cock tighter the more he thrust. He decided to leave the other ladies alone in the meantime and grabbed Celeste's thighs.

Pulling his hips back, he marveled at the sight of her beautiful pu*sy. Edmund grabbed his rod and shoved it back in with intensity.

"Ahh.... Agh... Hah... Y-yes..." Celeste's face contorted in pleasure as Edmund drove his rod back and forth into her.

Her large circular boobs jiggled up to her face and back as Edmund dug into her like a seasoned fuck boy.

Lilith and Seraphina couldn't believe their eyes. They had no doubt that the look on Celeste's face as she received the pounding was real and wondered how Edmund was so good at this for his first time.

Edmund turned Celeste around, making her perk her ass out towards him.

Spanking her buttcheeks a few times, he slid into her from behind.

"Aghh!" Celeste let out another loud moan as she felt Edmund's cock fill her up.

He reached the very end of her cave in just a single pump but of course, he wasn't going to let it end there.

Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!

Edmund let out low groans as he pounded her from behind. He watched her ass cheeks ripple with every thrust from behind and lost himself in it.

Celeste could feel her legs weakening as the wave of pleasure rushed through her and her juices flowed uncontrollably.

Her thighs trembled as clapping sounds filled the chamber and excited moans escaped her lips.

Her legs eventually gave in and she laid flat out on the bed but Edmund wasn't done. He kept pounding even while she lay flat with her ass perking out.

His cock was completely covered in glistening juices as they both lost themselves in this world of pleasure.

Celeste could feel her excitement building up and after just a few seconds, her entire body trembled as her eyes rolled to the back.

"Uhhhhhhh! Ahhhh! I'm...co...ming..." Juices flooded out of her at this moment as Edmund also coincidentally reached his peak as well.

He pulled out his instrument of destruction and spilled his semen all over her lustrous back. His eyes blurred as the feeling hit his brain in waves while Celeste's body kept quivering.

Edmund felt like he was feeling pleasure on an entirely different wavelength like his soul was leaving his body...

This was unlike anything he had ever felt when he did it in his past.

He couldn't help but wonder if this had something to do with being a vampire.

Celeste was completely laid out and Edmund's blurred sight returned to normal as he turned to the side to see Lilith and Seraphina staring at him with a look of longing.

'Oh shit I forgot about them...' Edmund let out a wry smile as he rubbed his golden hair.

"Your Highness... We want you to fuck us like how you just fucked Celeste," Seraphina spoke up while Lilith nodded.

"I don't think it'll..." Edmund looked down expecting his little brother to be flaccid but instead, it was still rock hard.

A smile appeared on his face as he turned to them; "If that is your wish then... Prepare yourselves..."

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Edmund awoke with his heart pounding in his chest like a war drum. He felt a strange, indescribable adrenaline coursing through his veins, far beyond anything he had ever experienced.

His senses were heightened to an unbearable degree, and every beat of his heart felt like a hammer striking an anvil. The room, still dimly lit by the soft glow of the candles from the previous night, seemed to pulsate around him.

His ears could even pick up on the littlest of sounds and it left him disoriented.

He sat up in bed with shaky and abrupt movements. His three consorts, Celeste, Seraphina, and Lilith, still lay asleep beside him with their bodies tangled in the sheets.

He looked down at his hands, trembling and pale, almost translucent. Panic began to rise within him as he realized something was terribly wrong.

Suddenly, a system notification appeared in his line of sight...

[ You Have 3 Hours Left To Consume Blood ]

...the words glowed ominously.

Edmund's eyes widened in shock. "What the hell...?" he whispered with a barely audible tone.

The realization hit him like a freight train. Unlocking blood essence had come with a severe and immediate consequence—a desperate, insatiable need for blood.

He stumbled out of bed with unsteady movements. The room spun around him, and he had to grip the edge of the bed for support.

His mind raced, trying to process the situation. The lust for blood was growing stronger by the second, a primal hunger that he couldn't control.

"Edmund, what's wrong?" Celeste murmured sleepily, her eyes half-open as she reached out to him.

"I... I need to find blood," his strained voice drifted into her ears.

Without waiting for a response, Edmund grabbed a dark cloak and threw it over his shoulders, concealing his identity.

He bolted from the room, his mind singularly focused on finding blood before time ran out. He didn't hear Celeste ask him to wait because his speed at this moment was nothing short of spectacular...

He rushed through the corridors of the palace, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The servants he passed by looked at him in confusion and concern, but he paid them no mind.

"Sasha! Where's Sasha?" he muttered to himself, his voice growing more frantic. But she was nowhere to be found.

He made his way to the blood taverns in the kingdom, places where vampires could purchase human blood for sustenance or even drink from the vein of a human.

The first tavern he entered was bustling with activity, but the sight of the empty shelves sent a wave of panic through him.

"We're out of stock," the tavern keeper said apologetically. "It'll be a while before we get a new supply."

"No... no, this can't be happening," Edmund muttered as his face grew even more ashen. He stumbled out of the tavern as desperation increased.

The minutes were slipping away, and his need for blood was becoming unbearable.

He moved through the kingdom like a crazed animal, searching for any source of human blood. Each rejection, each empty tavern, only fueled his growing frenzy. His vision blurred, and his thoughts became a chaotic whirlwind of hunger and fear.

"I need blood... I need blood," he repeated to himself, his voice barely a whisper.

As the countdown ticked to less than an hour, Edmund's desperation turned to madness.

He ran towards the kingdom gates with his cloak billowing behind him. The vampire guards stationed there noticed his erratic behavior and moved to intercept him.

"Hold on there!" one of the guards shouted, stepping forward. "You can't leave the kingdom without a permit."

But Edmund was beyond reason. The bloodlust had taken over completely. With a feral growl, he lunged at the guard, his eyes wild with hunger.

Dark pointy nails grew out of Edmund's fingers at this moment.

The guard barely had time to react before Edmund's nails tore into him, ripping through flesh and bone with terrifying ease.

The vampire guards instantly lost two of his limbs.

Thoooommm~

As fresh blood jutted out like a spring, Edmund's crazed look intensified. A burst of reddish aura encompassed his figure as his eyes emitted a scarlet glow.

The other guards sprang into action, using their vampiric abilities to try to subdue him. One guard moved with incredible speed, striking at Edmund with a blade, while another conjured a barrier of dark energy to contain him. But Edmund's newfound strength and rapid healing abilities rendered their efforts futile.

He healed almost instantaneously from their attacks and fought back with savage fury.

"He's a Vampire Lord!" one of the guards shouted, fear evident in his voice.

The other guards were shocked as well. A vampire that had reached such a level of vampiric cultivation was causing such a ruckus... If only they knew that Edmund was at the infantry stage of Vampirism.

Edmund grabbed one of the guards by the throat, lifting him off the ground with ease. With a primal roar, he tore the guard limb from limb, the air filling with the scent of blood and the sounds of tearing flesh.

He had completely lost his mind at this moment and would get rid of whatever tried to stop him from achieving his goal... Blood.

The remaining guards hesitated with shock and horror written all over their faces.

"Stop him!" another guard yelled, rallying his comrades. "We can't let him leave the kingdom!"

But it was too late...