The Supreme Satanic System

Chapter 412 Taste Of Satanic Blood (Viewer Discretion Is Advice!)

Chapter 412 Taste Of Satanic Blood (Viewer Discretion Is Advice!)

As Damien meticulously surveyed the surroundings, ensuring the monks had indeed departed, he couldn't suppress the urge to pick up each of the Karat 2 Shadow Stones scattered on the ground, pride be damned.

Olivia, curious about his apparent change of heart, couldn't help but interject, "You initially claimed these Karat 2 stones were of no interest to you."

Damien's response oozed unapologetic shamelessness, "Let's not be naive, my dear. I bartered for a Karat 24 Shadow Stone to compensate for my ill-fated boat. These, on the other hand, are free pickings. Why let them languish here when they could be gathered for our benefit? Care to lend a hand?" Reluctantly, Olivia joined in.

After meticulously gathering all twenty shadow stones and securing them within his Purple Spatial Beast's Eyeball, Damien declared, "Our collection is complete. It's time to press on towards the Overshadow Region."

Olivia couldn't help but suggest, "With this haul, we have plenty of shadow stones. Why not return and arrange your meeting with Theodore?"

In response, Damien brushed off her concerns, saying, "We're already so close. Plus, I'm still on the hunt for more of these precious stones. Theodore can afford to wait a few days."

Concerned about the mode of travel, Olivia inquired, "Shall we fly there?"

Damien, however, dismissed her concerns, injecting a trace of his Lightning-Based chi into his Purple Spatial Beast's Eyeball. With a wave of his hand, another sleek, white boat materialized in mid-air and descended onto the river with a splash.

Olivia couldn't help but comment on the newfound vessel, "Oh, you have another one."

Nonchalantly, Damien revealed, "I have over fifty of these."

She probed further, "And you had the audacity to extort a Karat 24 Shadow Stone from Arhat Mujai Lama?"

Unapologetically, Damien retorted, "I consider him fortunate. He should sleep soundly, for I merely requested a single stone. In a foul mood, a hundred wouldn't quell my wrath." With that, Damien hoisted Olivia onto the boat and initiated the engine by inserting a white crystal stone into an empty slot, hitting a white button, and pulling steel levers. The engine roared to life, propelling the boat at an impressive speed down the river.

Their romantic escapade continued, filled with fine dining, passionate encounters in the day and night, and an utter lack of interference from anyone else.

Two weeks spent with Damien left Olivia feeling like the luckiest woman in the universe. After a lengthy and intense three-hour lovemaking session, she lay naked on Damien's unclothed body, gazing up at the night sky. Her pelvic region ached from the prolonged intimacy, her body occasionally quivering with lingering micro-orgasms. 

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Her foot just reached his thighs because of her short stature. Both of their sweat washed all over them. Damien moved slightly, sniffed all over her cheek and muttered, "Even your sweat is scented like the aroma of a thousand sweet flowers." As she remained unresponsive, he ran his palms over her skin and grabbed both of her soft, bouncy breasts tightly. "Argh!" Groaning in pain, she pouted, "Watch your hand, you perverted man. I'm still feeling sore all over my body." Somehow, her words and the voice kind of spark an electrifying feeling wash over his body. So, as a strong reaction, rich blood overflowed Damien's pelvic region, and his already flaccid dick got hard again. It raised curving upward and because of their difference in their heights, the head of his dick touched her soft foreskin, just a few centimeters away from her vaginal hole which was expanding and contracting as if it was breathing heavily. A stream of white creamy fluid was still leaking out from it.

Taking her non-responsive for granted, Damien shifted his hip, adjusting masterly and inserting the tip of his beast into her sweet breathing hell hole.

"Arghh! It hurt.." Olivia demanded excruciatingly. pain. "Bastard, take it out."

Instead, he lifted her waist slightly and moved his hip, penetrating his thirteen inches long and thick dick halfway into her warm hole, touching his balls to her ass. This time, it became easier as the hole was already loose and filled with creamy white fluid. Foam-like white semen sprayed out in between their skins, dripping the couch all wet.

"Arghh, bastard I say I'm hurt." Shrieked Olivia in pain and this time, she nudged him hard.

"Ouch-ouch! Woman, I know you're much stronger than me. But don't you dare disobey me? I'm still horny. Just use your energy to release all your sore muscles." 

"Forget it, I've already run a marathon against you. At this rate, I'm going to break inside out. Just go inside and jerk yourself off."

"Hell no. I've got a pretty hot goddess beside me. Why in the damnation name would I jerk myself off?" Damien insisted. "Are you still not available for intercourse?"

"You've to wait." She responded with a stern tone as she held his ramrod and pulled it out from inside her. "Sorry, big boy, sister will make you happy tomorrow." She talked to his rock-hard dick.

Damien cooked up a plan to deal with his intense desire. "Alright! However, I deserve a kiss, right?"

"Well, I can do that." She turned her body facing him. Then without further ado, she sealed his lips with his and even used her tongue to invade his mouth. She began savoring his saliva. By that time, Damien bit his tongue and let her drink his blood. It was more like addiction, the moment she tasted his blood, she began sucking his tongue, draining the blood.

'Alright, that's enough.' He pushed her head away to see her misty eyes filled with lust. Somehow his blood in her system healed all of her sore spots and triggered her sexual drive over fiftyfold her normal horny state.

"Let's do it. I want you inside me." She demanded. Before getting his consensus, she'd already grabbed his thick junk with both her hands and inserted its tip into her wet pussy. And she moaned! After she digested a drop of his blood, her loose had somehow tightened as if she was a virgin again. With no caring for the sheer pain, she moved her hips down, penetrating all the way deep. Then she started moving her hips up and down like a lusty Venus Goddess. Damien felt the best time of his youth once again.