Reincarnated Femboy Vampire, with Max Survivability Stats

Camilla meant every single word she said. The moment her breathing steadied and the overwhelming haze of the venom finally receded into a warm, lingering hum, her stubborn pride flared right back to life. She was still sitting on Malakai’s lap, her bare skin pressed flush against his warm chest.

"Alright, pretty boy," Camilla whispered. A sharp, familiar smirk returned to her lips as she grabbed him by the jaw, tilting his head down toward her. "My turn. I told you I’d be the one in charge of the next round."

Malakai chuckled, his golden eyes flashing with sheer amusement as he raised his hands in a mock gesture of surrender. "By all means, my lady. As your servant, I am entirely at your mercy."

"Cut the act," she huffed, shifting her weight to straddle his lap completely. Her purple eyes locked onto his, determined to strip away that insufferable, smug composure. She slid her hands down his chest, tracing the hard lines of his abdomen before reaching for the waistband of his trousers. "Let’s see what else you’re hiding."

Griping the hem of his pants, she yanked them completely off him and tossed them to the side, exposing his great demon length.

"Wow... nice dick," Camilla murmured, grabbing it with both hands. She began to trace her fingers across his shaft, utterly mesmerized by its massive size and brilliant golden color. "It’s so warm..." She giggled, watching it pulse and grow even bigger under her touch. "Is it always this color?"

"Yes," Malakai purred, flashing his signature smile. "My tongue and my dick are golden. Well... my blood is also golden, but due to my current weakened state, it doesn’t show."

"My, my... are you saying that I’m giving you the strength to return to your original form?" Camilla chuckled, her small hands firmly stroking his cock.

"How about we find out?" he murmured back.

"Very well then," she said, pushing him flat on his back.

Leaning down, she placed her mouth directly over his cock. She began to kiss and lick his head slowly, watching his body tremble at her soft, wet touch. Camilla continued to swirl her tongue around the ridge, occasionally running the tip over his highly sensitive slit. Gathering her breath, she began to take him deeper, pulling his broad length down into her throat as her tight inner walls clamped around him with every rhythmic motion.

She rested her small hands on his lower abdomen, bracing herself to push deeper and harder as his manhood pulsed rhythmically against the warm wetness of her throat.

Malakai growled, gripping the bedsheets tight as he let out a sharp gasp. "Fuck..." he moaned out when she suddenly slammed him all the way to the back of her throat.

She continued to thoroughly tease him, pulling back slowly and tightly so the pressure of her tongue and upper throat squeezed him entirely. She plunged back down on him before pulling away once more, dragging her hands all the way to the tip. There, she bit down gently on his sensitive dick—not hard enough to cause real pain, but just enough to make him feel every agonizing crawl of her teeth against his skin.

The intense sensation completely overwhelmed Malakai, making him sit up abruptly as his smug smile finally faltered. "Camilla..." he pleaded breathlessly.

"Hmm?" she responded, slowly pulling his wet length free and letting her warm saliva drip down his shaft.

The moment the moisture made contact with his skin, his tail lashed out, wrapping gently but firmly around her waist.

"What’s wrong, pretty boy? Can’t handle it?" she mocked playfully. "Don’t like the teasing now, do you?"

"Ha," he managed, his voice dropping low and dripping with dark glee. "I’m still standing, aren’t I—nmm!"

He froze, letting out a heavy moan as Camilla suddenly pressed her big, soft breasts tightly against his warm, long demon shaft.

Camilla went right to work, moving up and down against his length. She pressed down firmly with one breast while swirling the other, feeling his shaft pulse with intense heat against her bare skin. Yet, no matter what Camilla tried, Malakai was still stubbornly holding out on her. Even after several minutes of a deep, blood-pumping blowjob and a heavy breast-job, he refused to release his demon cream, with only a few translucent drops leaking from his tip.

"So, this is how we’re playing it, huh?" Camilla chuckled bitterly. "We’ll see about that."

She abruptly got up and left the room, leaving Malakai sitting on the bed, completely confused and nervous.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked himself. "No, I didn’t... So why was she smiling so blissfully?"

Downstairs, Camilla made her way toward the kitchen, a thoroughly mischievous smirk plastered across her face. Skipping off the bottom step, she walked into the dining room. "Yuki, you in here?" she called out.

"Yeah?!" he responded, aggressively stuffing his face with a giant bowl of ice cream.

"I need—what on earth is that?" she asked, stopping dead in her tracks, completely baffled.

"Ice cream."

"..., never mind. Do you have any more of that potion you gave Malakai and me earlier?"

"Uh-huh. I actually have a 2x potency version on me right now," Yuki said, pulling a bright, glowing red vial out of his pocket.

’Snatch.’

Camilla grabbed it straight out of his hand and bolted back upstairs toward her room. Right as her hand hit the doorknob, Yuki shouted after her, "Whatever you do, don’t give it to Malakai!"

’Slam!’

"..., do you think she heard me?" Yuki asked, turning back to his system interface.

>[Yep, she definitely heard you. But I don’t think she cares. What exactly happens if she gives it to Malakai?]

"She is going to get fucked—literally and figuratively. Malakai is a Rank 2 demon. Even if he’s weakened right now, that potion is going to turn his physical sensitivity all the way up and make him furiously horny."

[...Well, you did warn her.]

"That I did...," Yuki sighed, taking another bite of ice cream. "That I did..."

The bedroom door swung open as a cheerful Camilla walked back inside, skipping right over to the bed. "Malakai~" she said sweetly.

"Is... everything okay?" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Totally! Now, drink this," she ordered, handing him the glowing red bottle.

Malakai stared at the mysterious liquid before taking it from her hand and downing it in one go. "Is something supposed to—"

He froze. His eyes instantly dilated, and his entire demeanor shifted into something deeply predatory.

"..., Mal?"

Suddenly, the shadows in the room came violently to life, rushing forward and grabbing her securely by the waist.

"Crap, I am about to get absolutely destroyed, "Camilla thought, chuckling sheepishly as she realized the potion was working a little "too" well.

She was tossed playfully onto the mattress. Slowly pushing herself up onto her knees, she glanced back to see Malakai moving toward her like a man possessed. She blinked, and in that split second, Malakai was suddenly on his knees right behind her. In one swift, fluid motion, he lifted her hips, pressing her back flush against his chest, and shoved his fingers deep inside her.

"I am going to fill you completely with my love," Malakai whispered seductively into her ear, biting down hard on her neck.

"Aughh! Gods, your fingers feel so good!" she moaned loudly.

As her body shivered from the intense friction of his fingers and his tongue tracing wild lines across her neck and shoulder, he gripped her waist tightly. With a firm tug, he pushed her forward into a deep doggy style, both of his broad hands rubbing the sensitive curves of her hips.

He moved his right hand up her back, pressing her torso down into a steep arch while his other hand snaked toward her sensitive tail. He gripped the base tightly and began to stroke it, causing her body to instantly tense up and flood his hand with her cream. The exact moment she hit her climax, Malakai slammed his rigid length deep into her tight, wet pussy, bottoming out instantly and burying his crown right against her cervix.

The intense, warmth flooded Camilla’s brain, causing her to undergo a rolling orgasm immediately. In response, her inner walls clamped down hard, gripping his thick golden shaft in a vice-like hold.

Malakai pulled all the way back, drawing his entire length out of her before slipping right back in, slamming deep inside her core over and over.

"Fucking break me with that dick! Fuck me harder!" Camilla stammered out, her mind turning to complete mush from the overwhelming pleasure.

"Anything for you," Malakai growled, accelerating his pace and absolutely plowing her guts. He shifted his grip, using her tail like a spring to pull her backward into every single thrust, his pelvis slamming heavily against her soft, bouncing ass.

Every deep thrust of his dick inside her tight, wet core sent shockwaves throughout his entire body. Even though he was at rank two, the potion’s effects were strong, making him feel every bit of her body’s soft warmth.

The round continued relentlessly, Camilla’s face buried in the pillows as her fingers tore deep into the bedsheets while Malakai took her.

"She’s so small, warm, and impossibly tight," Malakai thought frantically. Every single thrust made him whimper, releasing a shaky breath as the high-potency potion sent his body into complete overdrive, making every touch feel ten times more explosive. Leaning forward, he covered her body like a heavy blanket, wrapping his arms securely around her chest as he finally released deep inside her. He felt his thick rod swell in girth as he poured his seed against her cervix, her eyes rolling back into her head as the sheer volume of his warm love sent her spiraling into yet another climax.

The two of them went round after round, filling the quiet room with the relentless sound of wet friction and breathless moans. Camilla tried to claim the dominant role in several positions, but Malakai kept completely overstimulating her body—using his serrated, barbed tongue to lick her breasts while his fingers played with her clit, all while continuing to pound deep inside her.

"Huff... huff... Camilla... let me pull out. I’ve reached my limit," Malakai pleaded hours later as she sat atop him, slowly grinding forward.

"Y-Y-You c-can... go for another round," Camilla stammered out, her entire body shivering from his thick cock still pulsing heavily inside her. "How are you still so hard...? I’ve made you cum twenty-three times. My insides can’t take any more of your seed or I’ll burst... I literally feel like a cream bun."

"Then let’s finish this now, Camilla—"

"No! Not while I have the upper hand," she said smugly. Pressing down on her own stomach where his cock visibly bulged against her lower belly, she began rising and falling on his rod, stimulating herself from the outside. But the more she moved, the more her own body trembled. Malakai was at his absolute breaking point, no longer able to suppress his deep moans, but it was clear that if she continued, her body would break down long before his did.

Splash.

"Mmm... it’s so warm and firm," Camilla mumbled groggily, slowly blinking her eyes open.

She found herself in a large bathtub filled with warm water, her back pressed comfortably against Malakai’s broad chest.

"Glad to see that you’re finally awake," Malakai chuckled softly, leaning down to give her a deep, passionate kiss.

"So... I passed out, didn’t I?" she asked, her cheeks flushing slightly out of embarrassment.

"Yes, you did."

"Did I win, though?"

"Yes, you did. But you passed out literally seconds before it happened, so you never actually got to see me reach my limit," Malakai teased, a low chuckle vibrating against her back.

"..., ha ha, very funny." Camilla reached her hand down into the warm bathwater, grabbing his cock and pressing it firmly against her thigh. "We can just go for a few more rounds right now, then."

"..., Camilla, I really don’t think that’s a good idea. We just finished a few minutes ago, and I am still incredibly sensitive down there."

Hearing that, a mischievous smirk split her face. She lifted herself slightly and slid his rigid length straight back into her wet pussy, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. Malakai let out a sharp, breathless gasp as her tight, warm walls immediately clamped around his overly sensitive rod.

"You really aren’t going to let me go, are you?" he groaned, entirely helpless.

"No, I am not," she whispered, licking his nipple before tracing the lines of his spine. "If you manage to make me cum two more times... I’ll give up and let you win."

"Very well then, Princess. I accept your challenge," Malakai growled, resting his hands firmly on her waist as he began to thrust deeply against her beneath the water.