Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281: Blood of the Paragon

Kaiden’s eyes locked onto the [Weaver of the Crownless Nest]. Its legs were still twitching beneath the pinned weight of Nyx’s daggers.

He said nothing as he approached.

The others watched in silence, knowing what was about to happen. After all, he’d done it many times during this dungeon clear.

Kaiden crouched beside the writhing creature and inhaled. The scent of its blood, thick and coppery with an undercurrent of acidic rot, reached his nose. Vile... and very potent.

He bared his teeth.

Fangs slid down over his lower canines, which became unnaturally sharp.

"[Ravenous Bite]."

He sank them into the creature’s neck.

The moment his fangs pierced its semi-organic hide, black ichor flooded into his mouth. He almost coughed at first due to the taste of tainted flesh never getting easier, but forced himself to keep drinking.

Blood poured down his throat. Mana and Health improved with it.

He could feel the parasitic nature of the blood crawling beneath the creature’s skin, but his trait ignored it.

’The Paragon of Sin is immune to diseases transmitted through blood.’

Despite their undead origin, many of these monsters still bled. Some even had partial circulation. As long as they weren’t fully skeletal or golems, it worked.

After nearly a minute, he pulled back with a breathless gasp. His mouth was wet with blood. His eyes glowed bright orange.

And then...

He raised his own sword.

Without hesitation, he dragged the blade across his wrist. Blood welled up at once, thick and dark, imbued with the power he’d just stolen.

A grin spread across his face. Wild. Not insane, but close enough to terrify a lesser man.

"Time to drink, ladies."

His girls stared at him.

In silence.

Not for long, however.

"No!" Aria cried and stomped her feet firmly. "We can’t do that."

"I’m not doing that," Luna added.

"Master..." Bastet’s golden eyes narrowed. "That’s not necessary. We’ll manage with the rations."

"You won’t. You all saw what happened. We’ve got one pack left. That’s not enough to properly feed ten people."

He pointed toward the last backpack, resting right on his back.

"Diaz and the others will take that. But someone else should carry it now, not Jack. He’s too slow."

Jack’s hands trembled with frustration and annoyance. But for once, he didn’t speak up.

Diaz reached for the backpack, accepting it from Kaiden.

There were no words exchanged between the duo. Then, the rogue turned toward Vaelira’s group. "We’ll have to share it carefully. Zero waste."

"Tch..." Vaelira didn’t like the visibly growing trust between the two men. But she was not in a position to begin arguing. Their lives were on the line, and if there was one thing Vaelira valued highly, that would be her own life. As such, she scoffed and accepted the portion given to her.

While the others discussed logistics and divided the meager scraps of their remaining supplies, four women stood still.

Watching.

Squirming.

Their eyes jumped between Kaiden’s bleeding wrist and each other, then back again. All of them had shared their lover’s body, his warmth, his passion. But this... this was different. Drinking his vitality felt really wrong.

Well.

Not ’that’ kind of vitality.

If ’that’ could solve their problems, they’d have already drained him dry a dozen times by now.

Kaiden tilted his head and raised his still-bleeding wrist toward them. The thick, dark blood dripped slowly to the dungeon floor.

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