All she could do was stay put and freeze, gazing into the eyes of the monster who haunted her very soul ever since her first encounter with him. He walked over to her menacingly with crooked open arms, his eyes glowing hellishly with unholy red.
He spoke out, "Look what I just caught... I caught YOU. Rip. Van. Winkle..."
She shivered and shook around in dread, weeping uncontrollably, though her sorrow clashed with her angered resolve to face him without completely faltering. But she was helpless and there was nothing else she could do. As Alucard stopped, Rip felt a powerful punch to her face which sent her reeling back and hitting the ground. Hellsing's monster grabbed onto her rifle, gripping it tightly and shaking from the force he exerted on it with his hand. Rip gathered herself and looked back at him with a determined look, growling, only for this fragile facade to then be broken right after when he strangled her with his other hand and lifted her up against the wall. She panted, opening her eyes to look at her musket prodding against her chest. She made a sound that seemed like a mix of a moan and a gasp. The No-Life King then pressed it further into her, crushing her ribs and causing blood to gush out. Rip could only scream as it punctured her, the pain already proving to be too much. However... she could somehow feel some semblance of pleasure that went with it. It left her puzzled by how it worked, but she didn't have another moment to ponder this as the musket was further embedded within her.
The Count snarled with a disdainful scowl as Rip threw her head back with a vaguely visible pink blush on her face, her screams starting to sound eerily like ecstatic moans. As she moved her head back up to exchange stares with the smirking monster, she regurgitated a considerable quantity of her blood. The large burning aircraft that resembled a cross continued to burn as Alucard then started lapping up the spilt blood while the huntress was helplessly pinned against the wall by his many eldritch arms. He spent a few more moments with savoring the taste of her spilt crimson before slowly standing up to once again terrify the weeping lieutenant with his ghastly rows of fangs. She sobbed as she could only look on as Alucard drew his breath on her neck before proceeding to bite it with all his strength. Rip screamed and moaned her heart out, blushing more visibly than last time. She gasped, wallowing in her sorrow so much because she was dying to the one thing she dreaded greatly. And yet... she couldn't help but feel pleasured as he bit down. The one thing she feared the most... Yet she actually felt as though she was falling in love with him as she climaxed. Not the kind of climax felt in the genitals, but a different kind that instead affected the entire body, especially the neck.
A special kind of orgasm exclusive to her and her unholy kin. What made it even better was that it didn't just make her body "ejaculate", but also her soul, greatly amplifying the ecstatic effect. She moaned as the feeling of her blood rushing out into Alucard's neck drove her crazy with pleasure. She wanted to return the favor, she wanted to up the ante and bite him back because this form of sex was making her nuts and she can't help but want to go all out to get things really wilding. Then the no-life king stopped biting her neck to align his face with hers, his bloodied mouth wide open with his long tongue lolling out. Rip gazes at the monster that once again makes her fear skyrocket and the fear clashes with her feeling of elation. Without warning, Alucard forced himself on her, sticking his whole tongue down her throat and French kissing her.
Rip was taken aback, unable to process just what the hell was happening, and the fact that she was severely elated by the sudden move made by Alucard only added to the sheer confusion felt by her. Then the musket embedded in her chest was suddenly turned around, clockwise and counter clockwise in a repeating manner, making more blood ooze out of her, but this time, the pain felt considerably more pleasurable than last time and it made her mind go mad from how good it somehow felt. As Alucard continued making out with her, she tried to wrap her tongue around his, moving it around almost erratically, tasting her own blood whose flavor was exquisite. Alucard's tongue slithered about and around the insides of her throat, the sensation being so weirdly good and hot. After that, Alucard slowly pulled his mouth away, his tongue slithering out and the feeling of it exiting pleases Rip in a way. At this point, all feeling of fear for Alucard was slowly dissipating, and all she could feel was a strong desire and sense of yearning for him to get into her again. Deep... And hard... She can't wait. She wants it. She wants it all and wants her mate to go all out with her. She wanted to say it, she wanted to say to Zamiel that she was all his and that there was nothing she could do about it, but she was too weak to utter out even a single word.
As talking wasn't an option, she instead willfully turned around to expose her succulent and bleeding neck to him, as a way to let him know how badly she wants him, NEEDS him. Her mouth was open with her tongue sticking out, which was almost as long as Alucard's and trickling with her own blood. One of her eyes was closed while the other was open and looking at Alucard's direction. She panted heavily and had a burning red blush on her, indicating her lust. Alucard leaned down to lick her wounds sensually and her pleasure started growing more intense as he did it. After a while, he once again bit down on her neck and made her experience yet another vampiric orgasm. She gazed into the night sky as the pleasure envelops her entire being, moaning and falling in love with her killer even more. She only wished this lasted much longer...
Then when she least expected it, the musket embedded within was suddenly pulled right out with haste, dropping onto the floor adding more crimson liquid to the pool of blood. Rip moaned loudly with her eyes closed halfway as she did, feeling her slit climax along with the rest of her body and soul, causing the artificial mockery of an actual vampire to tremble and quiver more unstably from the intense afterglow of her peak, and slumping down to the floor while hyperventilating with visible puffs of her breath escaping her mouth. Her brows were slanted with bedroom eyes accompanying them - The vampiress' blue orbs glistened under the bright moonlight as the eldritch monster stood over her with his imposing form and stature. Abyssal darkness smothered him all over as his red eye glowed demonically at her. A smug smirk could be seen on the Count's countenance, earning him a wry but noticeable open smile from Rip, whose tongue was still sticking out and was still instilled with some remaining trepidation that mixed with her growing lust.
The Bird of Hermes reached out to place his hands on her shoulders, gripping them tightly and lifting her a few feet upward before tossing her aside and making fall onto the floor on the front of her body. Rip grunted as her frame met with the cold metal of the ship, making her fear once again have more power over her than her lust. Was that brief moment of sensual heat just him toying with her feelings? Did he want to bestow joy upon her just so he could tear it away from her for the hell of it? Alucard was a sadistic individual, she figured it wouldn't be all too far fetched if that were the case. Thus, her lust and joy were beginning to fade away. She really wanted things to just be a little better, but she simply had no say on what was to happen next. She was at the mercy of Hellsing's monster after all. All she could do was close her eyes and let it be over with, eventually. Rip tried to bite her lip in anticipation of what further torture the No-Life King was going to deal to her, but she was still too feeble from her grievous injuries to maintain the bite for more than a mere few seconds before her lip slipped and lost contact with her teeth. The side of her face laid against the ground and her eyes looked behind her to gaze upon Hellsing's monster.
Moments after, he laid on top of her, his head just inches above hers. She had no idea what he was going to do next and that only added to her already extreme feeling of anxiety. She frowned with blood still leaking from her mouth, now too fearful to even wonder what he was about to do to her. But instead, what she got was a soothing whisper from her would-be murderer.
"If living is what you so desire, tell me the truth... have you ever laid with another person in your life before?" He asked, the question leaving her rather stupefied. What-what was this? Was it so he could forcibly violate and rob her of her virginity to get his sick kicks and add to her already unbearable agony? Was he taunting her with the lie of sparing her if she told him with genuine honesty? Well, it didn't matter. In the end, no matter what answer she responded with, he was going to snuff out her light anyway, so why bother trying to postpone the inevitable, the eventual? So she answered...
"Nein, I... never did. Throughout my life... I-I never met anyone good enough to take me. Man or woman, none came close to earning a chance to take away mein maidenhood" Rip said weakly, stuttering as she spoke her answer.
"Well then..." He whispered into her ear once more, before baring his neck near her mouth.
Rip's eyes slightly lit up briefly. What was he doing? Was he truly giving her a second chance at life? Was he simply messing with her? Her sense of desperation was greater than her sense of hesitation. She seized the opportunity given to her and sunk her teeth into the vampire and began the process of leeching off his blood. The Nazi Lieutenant greedily gulped down every drop she could drain from Alucard and suddenly felt a strong sensation that caused her eyes to open up widely in surprise. She felt her feebleness disappear in an instant, and as her strength returned completely, her senses were at their maximum working power again. But they weren't just at their best once more, she could feel them intensify greatly, reaching a higher level of potency than they were before, her physiology becoming transcendent, feeling as though her might dwarfed all of Millenium's vampires combined. Her wounds vanished into nothingness. Even the gaping hole in her chest that bled so much was no longer there. Her once blue eyes soon shifted into a blood red color as she continued to feed off of the count.
Alucard was never really bitten in the neck before and this was his first time experiencing it. He actually lost his composure and usually demented demeanour for a moment as he finally experienced the same vampiric orgasm Rip felt when he did the same to her. He gasped with his eyes lighting up, moaning louder than she did. It was cathartic, overwhelming, but he didn't want to show vulnerability to Rip so he tried to fight the feeling off. But surprisingly, it was too much to handle for even him. He moaned more genuinely, panting with bedroom eyes formed on his face. The huntress was unable to take note of Alucard's surprising reaction, however, what with the overwhelming feeling of her transformation keeping her mind and focus preoccupied. Rip's act of draining Alucard kept going until he grabbed the back of her head and made her unlatch from his jugular. Rip could only pant from the sheer exhilaration she experienced and felt her mind go wild from how excessively cathartic her transformation felt. Her rebirth into a true vampire also destroyed the chip in her head, so the Major couldn't do anything to end her life if she turned rogue.
This wasn't simply done on a whim. Alucard figured that Hellsing could use a little reinforcement in the war against Millenium, and she was a decent enough candidate to join the fight. She was betrayed by her organization and left for dead at the mercy of her greatest fear, why would she want to work with them again after what they did? After this whole fiasco? Any chances of her betraying were virtually none, for once Alucard was done driving her nuts with ecstasy with what he was about to do to her, she'd indubitably grow very fond of her new master. She also feared him and would be too afraid to stab Hellsing in the back as a result. Like Machiavelli said, it was better to be feared than to be loved if one couldn't be both. This vampiress adored him and dreaded him, so the power and authority he held over her was absolute, and he was going to make doubly sure that she'd behave herself - Otherwise... and sure, he could've just turned her into a familiar, but familiars paled in comparison to true vampires every time. They lacked free will, intelligence, and could only respond to what their master willed them to. She had more potential and use this way. With Rip now willing to do his bidding, answer his every beck and call because of how much she owed him, Alucard initiated the next step in his plan.
Rip panted, giddy with excitement. Her tongue, now as long as the Count's, hastily slithered around, lapping up as much blood as she could. She was going mad with the newfound power she held, and was becoming uncontrollably addicted to the taste of the red liquid thanks to her senses being enhanced. A moment after, she stopped dead in her tracks, her tongue frozen in place after an intimidating yell halted her. Her eyes slowly rolled to her side to stare at the vampire above her. The yell was then followed by a more calm, collected tone of voice.
"Now, now... I understand you can't help but enjoy this new life to its fullest, especially since it's your first time, but... I want you to be at your best behavior now. I don't want you going around, raving like a maniac without a leash holding you back, no. I want you to be controlled and precise chaos like the bullets you utilized, not some maddened, walking, talking living force of unhinged disorder. That's simply no way to go about the business of extinguishing those who oppose you" Alucard spoke in a calm tone, not with a booming and thundering voice with anger, as he didn't find that to be necessary. Rip was already at his mercy and she had to do whatever he asked of her, so excessive force wasn't needed. Besides, being a Count, a more eloquent and mannerful approach was more befitting for the situation at hand.
Rip quickly retracted her tongue back into her mouth, replying sheepishly, "Y-yes... Mein dear Count. Vhatever it is zhat you desire..."
"Good girl. After all, this way of working simply doesn't fit you, now does it? You're a lover of opera, aren't you? Those who take part in it perform with utmost poise, grace, the like... I'm certain there are many people of opera whom you idolize and want to be on equal footing with. How about you start working your way up and getting there?" Alucard raised a brow, once again forming his mouth into a smirk with his teeth bare. Rip sighed and smiled, closing her eyes halfway, entranced by how seductive he was.
"Now then, Miss Van Winkle. May I have this dance?" Alucard raised a brow, maintaining his arousing smirk as he asked Rip.
"Vhat... dance, mein Count?" Rip squinted a little with curiosity.
"Not the kind you're more familiar with, though I'm certain it's still quite a waltz in its own way" The Count winked, enticing the lieutenant whose lip quivered with nervousness and anticipation.
The No-Life King closed his hand, extending his index finger forward, then pulling it back. The cold wind was immediately felt by Rip's entire form right after. She gasped in surprise as her garments were whisked away from her. Her pale body was laid completely bare and exposed to the larger vampire. She was slim, with curvaceous hips that went perfectly well with her thicc ass and thighs, which were as thicc as those of another person whom Alucard transformed, Miss Victoria. Her tits, though lacking the firmness and perkiness Seras' breasts had, were a delightfully jiggly and bouncy pair to compensate. They were DD in size and very tantalizing silver-like metal ring piercings punctured her areolae and glistened under the moonlight. To further amplify the attractiveness of her body, Rip wore dark midnight blue thigh-high stockings, choker, fingerless elbow-length gloves, and g-string thong. No bra was on her. Alucard's mild smile quickly turned into a full-on grin as he gawked at the vampiress' exceedingly tempting beauty. He wondered why she'd wear such shamelessly provocative garments under her uniform. Was she actually preparing herself for someone to finally peel away her chastity? Did she find her own luscious figure so alluring she couldn't help but add more to it? Being so prideful in how desirable she was she'd go the extra mile with it? Whatever the reason, it made the situation at hand all the more delectable for the both of them.
"My, my. Miss Van Winkle, you naughty, little temptress" A sultry tone accompanied Alucard's words as he stared the lieutenant with enraptured bedroom eyes, who stared back at him with the same look-a playful simper plastered on her expression as she lightly cupped her sizeable knockers, circling her hands around them, leisurely moving them around, then posing sensually with one knee bent up to further captivate the Count ogling her. He hastily brought himself closer, gripping her shoulders with his face close enough his breath could felt by her. He moved downward so his face would line up with her tender neck, licking it to pleasure the vampiress who then lightly moaned with her mouth still closed and formed into a mild smile. With a single moment's passing, the Count, too, soon stripped himself bare, telekinetically discarding his attire in a slower pace that was just as efficient as when he did the same to Winkle's clothing.
Rip couldn't help but immediately feel wet upon beholding the monumental physique Alucard was gifted with. He was chiseled and buff with more muscle than even a rock climber. On his midriff was a mouth-watering set of eight-pack abs that made the huntress blush harder and more visibly than previous. But the most breathtaking thing about his body was his absolute monster of a dick that was already at full mast and its underside making contact with her messy, thong-covered slit. This beast's sheer size was a complete 16 inches in length and 4 inches in girth! Her mind was practically pushed over the edge as her state of mind soon found itself in lustful disarray and chaos, as countless racing sexual thoughts smothered and clouded her once rational way of thinking. She started to go on autopilot, almost fully unaware the fact that she was now smiling widely with her tongue sticking out and slowly licking between the pectorals of the Count, who chuckled as he reveled in driving her mad with unhinged carnal desire. While it was fun making Rip go cuckoo from the excessive manic exhilaration she was now experiencing, he wanted her to be fully conscious and cognizant while he had his way with her. He wanted Rip to relish this as much as he was about to.
Placing his hands on the side of her face, she instantly snapped out of her state of mania and gasped, before slowly bringing her tongue back into her jaws. "Mein master, I deeply apologize for losing mein composure. I couldn't help myself. In my defense, your overall appearance looked... very vell-made..." Her brows slanted and her grin shrunk down to a more slight curve.
Alucard looked at her for a few moments without a word. After a while of gazing into each others' eyes, the Count moved down to kiss her. Rip felt more submissive at the moment and decided not to kiss back, figuring it'd be more gratifying to let Alucard make the move himself. She did, however, open her mouth, yearning for that long, sexy tongue of his to plunge itself deep within the depths of her throat while hers did the same to him. As Alucard got closer, he opened his mouth and brought out his slithering tongue. Soon after, the two vampires' faces connected and their lips squeezed against each other. The No-Life King moved his tongue around and about within Rip, with her returning the favor. Van Winkle wrapped her arms around Alucard's back and slowly moved him further down on her so their bodies would touch. The Count's pulsing boner started to secrete pre that mixed with Rip's pussy juice as it began to pool all over the abdomen of the vampiress at a leisure rate. Alucard's hands shifted around so they'd move from the sides of Rip's head to the back of it, pulling her closer to kiss her harder.
Soon after, they broke the kiss, and having grazed each others' tongues with their razor-sharp fangs when they slid out of their mouths and throats, they drew blood from each other and twirled and twisted their tongues around to enjoy the flavor of their blood, eventually breaking away to form a long strand of blood that connected them for a moment before falling. The Count then grabbed Rip by the sides of her arms to turn her around, prompting her to briefly yelp in surprise. Her tits tastefully squeezed against the ground, arousing the bigger vampire behind her. He wasted no time in taking off her thong, bringing it down to her legs and feet then holding the now discarded garment tightly in his hand, placing it beside Rip, who licked her lips as she looked at her g-string in anticipation for what was to come. The lieutenant then felt her cheeks spread apart as Alucard's enormous cock started hot dogging her at a slow, leisure rate, that steadily picked up its pace and increased it speed. Alucard laid flat on top of her, baring his fangs from her side, glistening as he grinned, and growling sexily into the huntress' ear before tenderly scuffing his tongue across her face. Rip bit her lip, closing her eyes halfway and slanting her brows while her lust started to grow exponentially.
Alucard moved himself back so as to align his dick with her sopping wet pussy, causing Rip to bite her lip even harder with blood leaking from it, sliding down to her chin pressing against the ground and then onto the cold metal underneath her. His gargantuan manhood prodded her slit, making Rip gasp and moan lightly as it made contact. Her enhanced senses made her considerably more sensitive to stimuli, now she was all the more nervous due to the fact that just a simple tap was enough to make her feel as though she was really penetrated. She figured she wouldn't be able to withstand the severe magnitude of the ridiculous, repeating rapture that would soon shatter her, especially since Alucard was a very merciless fellow. Nonetheless, she had no other choice but to steel herself and prepare for his first strike. Rip's pussy lips were then spread apart little by little as the tip leisurely entered her, which was soon followed by the rest of Alucard's size slowly penetrating her. Rip's eyes opened wide along with her mouth, her body shivering mildly as she felt an indescribable feeling of incredible pleasure rock her entire being - Her virginity was finally reduced to nothing as Alucard took her. He smiled and sultrily let out a breath beside Rip's head, making her roll her eyes back and smile in response.
Alucard slid his cock out, inch by inch, deciding not to move quickly as he wanted Rip to fully take in and relish the sensation of his behemoth of a shaft slowly leaving her pussy, bending her to his will even further. While it was rather definite at this point that she would never leave Alucard's side and be an insubordinate inconvenience thanks to how madly infatuated she now was with him, Hellsing's monster wasn't the type who wouldn't make absolutely sure that what he wanted was completely certain. He wanted to be very thorough with this, especially since she used to be a member of Millennium. It was best not to leave it to chance. Once the tip had finally exited out of the sopping cunt, making a delightful squelching sound as it did. The huntress panted heavily with her head laying limp on its side. Her eyes rolled to her side to try to get a good look of her beloved Alucard. Getting fucked whilst ogling his body was surely going to double the amount of pleasure she felt. She was was most assured that with the combined forces of the sources of her ecstasy, she'd immediately climax from the next time he buried his cock balls deep into her. And surely enough, that's exactly what happened almost immediately after.
The Bird of Hermes ruthlessly slammed his entire size back into Rip with frightening speed and strength, his enormous manhood instantly penetrating her cervix and reaching her womb, stretching it to its very limits. The lieutenant could only instantly widen her eyes as much as she could and screamed to the very top of her lungs in unparalleled bliss and rapture, throwing her head back until it was at the limit where it could no longer bend any further without breaking itself. She tried to arch her back but the Count held her down and kept her in place. Alucard almost let out a hysterical, psychotic laugh as his sadistic side almost took over from seeing Rip's reaction, but it only came out as a loud chuckle as he proceeded to very meticulously savour the moment. It appears he had finally really broken her, and the way how she expressed her shattered state of mind through a delightful moment of pure delirium almost drove the Count over the edge with pleasure himself. He gripped his hands onto the delightfully thicc and plump ass of the huntress, groping them firmly and strongly enough to make them ache and please the masochistic vampiress, who even now still didn't begin the process of recovering from the mind-breaking afterglow of her peak. She squirted copious amounts of her sweet juice all over the No-Life King's body as her screams continued to escape into the air, growing an extra octave with each second. Alucard covered her mouth, muffling her, before sensually licking the side of her neck.
She wasn't going to be able to enjoy the feeling of ecstasy if her awareness was dead from the insanely good feeling of pleasure, so he once against fiddled with her mind and brought her back to her senses. She gasped while Alucard still kept his hand on her. He took his hand off her and resumed fondling her ass with it. While she was no longer going mad from the rough fuck, the feeling of pleasure had not degraded in the slightest. In fact, it had only intensified. Rip could still feel it all and process the entire thing, but her mental willpower was now strong enough to keep her from losing her mind and missing out on the true power of Alucard's dick. She moaned softly, forming a modest simper as she breathed in. Her eyes closed slowly, her head returning to its normal, lying position on the ground. Rip continued to gaze upon the Count behind her, wanting her gratification to be at its most profound level. Alucard rested his head on her face's cheek as they shared looks with each other. Alucard pulled his dick outward until only the tip remained inside. With a grunt, he quickly put it all the way back in. His large balls smacking against Rip's clit and making her moan through gritted teeth.
Alucard repeated the process, picking up speed and power with each repetition, fucking Rip speedbump style. The two creatures of the night exchanged pants and moans as Rip's eyes closed while Alucard's stayed half open. The absolute strength behind this monster's thrusts! Oh, how his hips repeatedly smashed against her booty and made it jiggle tastefully! It was simply divine. Well, divine alone wasn't enough to properly describe just how good this felt for both of them. Truly, words alone would never be enough. All they knew was they were rutting like mad dogs in heat and they were going to make the very best of this wondrous moment together. Rip licked across her mate's face, then trailed down to his jugular, planting an affectionate kiss on it. She was rather hesitant about actually biting and feeding off of her master. What if it pissed him off, ruining the moment? She didn't want to risk that. Not while things were just getting started. Maybe it would be best to just stick to nuzzling against it and the like.
"You poor, scared thing. You needn't worry about sinking your fangs into me" Alucard raised a brow, smirking.
He grunted again as his thrusts grew quicker and stronger. "Do it. Feed off of me. The night can only last for so long and you need to enjoy this as much as possible before it ends"
Rip then opened her mouth, her teeth pricking the Count's flesh sharply enough to make miniscule quantities of crimson liquid ooze out. She lapped them up while her fangs continued to slowly dig deeper into the skin, increasing the amount of blood that leaked from Alucard's neck. Eventually, her teeth were fully buried within him. She leeched off his blood, its taste, and the feeling of it going down her gullet in droves were just too much. She absolutely loved it!
Yet again, Alucard was overpowered by the uncontrollable feeling of pleasure that wreaked rapturing havoc on him, his moans now louder than they were last time. He could actually feel his his strength falter as the lieutenant assumed control, for now. As the euphoria of his second soul orgasm slowly subsided. He moved his eyes down to stare at Rip. A moment after, he grasped the back of her head with a hand and pulled away gently. The moment she felt him tugging her away from his throat, she quickly relented and obeyed her master's desire. Once she did that, she resumed affectionately rubbing the side of her face against her master's bleeding jugular, slathering her face with his blood, before feeling her head getting repositioned by the Count's hand. This time, Rip was able to catch wind of the interesting reaction he made and giggled. Alucard found it cute how she was enjoying the fact that she actually made the Crimson Fucker himself to express a somewhat human response. It shed a new light on him for her.
"Oh, you got one hell of a kicker out of that, huh?" Alucard chuckled.
"I thought it was somewhat adorable to see you react that way. I look forward to seeing you do that again sometime..." She winked.
Both could feel their orgasms fast approaching and imminent. Immediately, they both thought of the same idea. As Alucard's thrusts slowed down as he got closer to his climax, both vampires opened their mouths, ready to sink their teeth into each other's throats. With the last few thrusts, the quickly dug their fangs into each other's necks as deeply and strongly as they could, swallowing vast quantities of their blood the moment they did. At the exact same time when the very tips of their teeth touched each others' skin, Alucard made one last thrust into her before flooding her to the brim with his cum, with Rip ejaculating with him simultaneously. Goodness gracious! The pure, unbridled pleasure they experienced was far beyond heavenly! Far beyond was may as well be the very concept of pleasure itself! They moaned loudly into each other's throats as their continued to climax strongly.
Alucard pumped his seed out relentlessly, his seed could easily be heard entering Rip's womb. Audible, and with a very visibly throbbing and pulsating cock that made their climaxes all the more enticing. Both vampires could hear it - the sounds of the creampies coming from Alucard's balls as they squeeze and push cum from his large pair of testicles, which were smothered tantalizingly against Rip's clit and pussy lips, feeling quite snug for the vampiress' slit. They could hear the sounds of Alucard's shaft as it pulsed and expelled all of his cum, and even the sound of a torrent of semen splashing into Rip's hungry, needy womb. It would've fattened her abdomen with every few plentiful shots of ropes of cum, but because she was laying flat on the front of her body with Alucard laying on top of her, her stomach stayed flat, and the excess sperm was only pushed right out to pool between the two vampires' legs. She was undead, but knowing how powerful the Count was, she figured that it was possible that he'd somehow do the impossible and leave her pregnant with his offspring.
The endless squirting of the huntress' snatch could also be heard, and her juice sprayed excessively all over her legs and body, as well as Alucard's. These wondrous noises weren't the only ones they caught wind of: The sounds of them gulping down each other's blood could be heard as well. Lastly, the sounds of their loud moans filled their ears, and their moaning created vibrations on their throats that made the pleasure felt by them even greater. All the different noises together formed a delightful cacophony that was, simply put, heavenly music to their ears. Their simultaneous orgasms, both bodily and of the soul, only grew more in intensity as they continued to go at it. Soon after, Alucard's orgasm slowly died down with less and less sperm bursting out of his delicious cock. The same thing happened to Rip's stretched out slit and its juices. The juice she produced became more and more meager, but the feeling of their peaks weakened at a slower pace. Eventually, it all came to a halt, and the both broke away each other's bleeding jugulars, panting.
"Don't think we're done yet" Alucard spoke his sentence between gasps and pants.
"I never did. I'm still hungry for more..." Rip begged him to continue.
Without waiting another second, they both repositioned themselves into a jockey position, and after slowly sliding his cock outward another time, Alucard once again started the cycle of his rough way of fucking Rip, pounding her into the ground, hammering in and out of her, the vampiress moaning with every bucking motion he made. He could've fucked her faster with his supernatural speed, going at a Mach or two, but... that would've looked silly and ruined the mood. So he screwed her at a normally quick pace, relying more on his incredible strength. Alucard licked across Rip's face and neck, which, though its wounds were healed and closed, still had some blood on them. He made sure to keep the red liquid from going to waste, and happily lapped them up while his thrusts keep wrecking Rip's tight twat. It was rather impressive how even after his merciless assault on her pussy, it still managed to firmly hug his massive manhood. She was a tough one, this huntress. A few more thrusts and Alucard once again came inside of Winkle, the cum filling her womb while the extra white, hot, bubbly liquids that couldn't find enough space in her were once again squished right out of her, adding more to the pool of seed and pussy juice behind them.
Soon after, the duo changed positions again, with Rip making a Jack-O-Crouch-like pose, but her legs were spread so much they were almost straight instead of being diagonal, and her thighs could actually touch the ground, albeit barely. Her lower body was arched up and her bodaciously plump and round ass squeezed against Alucard. Her juices and slit could be heard making a squelch sound as it was quickly pulled back so it'd reach the base of the Count's dick. Rip crossed her arms and rested her chin on them as Alucard went to town with her, groping her thicc backside and holding it in place as he pumped in and out of her. Alucard gritted his teeth and grunted with every repeated motion while Rip lost herself in a sea of divine bliss, blushing and closing her eyes halfway. The Count picked up the pace and made a few more thrusts, eventually making one more that ended with another powerful climax experienced by both vampires. With Alucard's weight no longer on top of her and her midriff no longer pushed against the ground, her stomach was allowed to bloat up little by little as a steady stream of Alucard's seed filled her up to the max in a small amount of time. The superabundant semen sloshing within her womb was soon absorbed into her body as if it were a decent substitute for blood and her belly returned to its perfectly flat state. Even then, they still wanted more.
The king of vampires and the lieutenant weren't anywhere near done, and Alucard proceeded to grab Rip by her shoulders, pulling her away from the ground and seating her on his dick, seamlessly transitioning to a lovely reverse cowgirl position. The Count's unceasing thrusts continued with even more power than before. Both creatures of the night had their mouths wide open and their tongues sticking out far enough to reach the base of their throats with saliva slipping from the tips and onto their lowermost part of their necks then continuing to slide right down. With Rip, it was hotter than it was with Alucard, as her consistent spit delectably slid between her bouncing, jiggling DD tits, which were now being fondled pleasingly by the Crimson Fucker. Alucard then squeezed them hard enough to make sweet milk steadily ooze out from Rip's nips and slowly trickle down, slightly coating her piercings and mixing with her saliva, which had now reached her light pink cunt. The mixed liquids continued downwards until they dripped down on Alucard's balls - The shaft still smashing deep into the vampiress. Moments after, they climaxed together yet again.
Rip's legs were then bent upward to the point where her knees made contact with her shoulders and the inner sides of the lower half of her legs touched the sides of her head. Alucard held onto her calves while Rip wrapped an arm around each of her thighs, and the no-life king quickly stood up and carried her, fucking her in a full nelson. He thrusted and pumped with reckless abandon, while Rip grinned with an eye closed and the other wide open and staring at her brutally fucked pussy. Her open eye then rolled all the way up when Alucard once again bit into her neck and fed off of her, giving her all three kinds of orgasms, just the way she liked it. Soon after, they both climaxed another time. The full nelson didn't end there, though, and it continued while both laid on the ground on their sides, with Alucard's fangs still latching onto Rip and drawing blood and extending the duration of her climaxes. A couple of motions of bucking his hips back and forth later and they both reached their final orgasms. Rip squirted and cried out while the Count's throbbing cock slammed into her with his balls strongly smacking against her clit one more time. Her womb bloated up one last time before becoming flat again when Alucard finished spraying his semen into her, and she finished showering juice out of her slit. They both panted, though not exhausted. They were vampires after all. The pleasure was just a lot to put up with and the pants somehow made it easier to manage even if a little. Rip smiled with a closed eye and the other half open as she continued to gaze upon her ruined cunny for a few more seconds before turning her attention to her beloved Count, affectionately kissing him on the cheek and nuzzling her face against his as they finally reached the end of their long fuck. Rip fell into a deep slumber along with him to pass the time and wake up to the break of dawn so they wouldn't have to spend time playing the boring waiting game.
-Meanwhile, in the burning city of London, Integra found herself surrounded by the Iscariot and its fearsome paladin.
"Father Anderson, you need to focus on your mission, your orders. Maxvell vants Sir Integra Hellsing taken into custody immediately" Heinkel reminded the father. Immediately after that sentence, the warriors of the vatican drew their guns on Hellsing's leader, who only continued to stare them down and show not even the slightest hint of fear. The grip her teeth had on her cigar was firm and strong.
"I don't like this..." Alexander said as he looked down on the ground. Heinkel reacted, making a slight gasp at his sentence.
"Vhat you like doesn't enter into it, Anderson! Understand?" Heinkel said to him.
"I STILL don't like this!" He looked back at her.
His attention was drawn away from her when a blazingly bright red light zipped around from above. It was revealed to be Seras Victoria, Alucard's draculina, although she was now... different. Very different. Her once brown uniform was now a dark blood red color, her arm was replaced with an unholy, whip-like appendage that seemed to have a hellish fire raging within. The Iscariot members surrounding Integra were thrown away upon Seras' landing, who then put herself in front of Integra while taking on a defensive stance. She smirked and glared at the visibly fearful priests who were starting to have second thoughts facing her.
"Seras!" Wolfe cried out.
"Seras Victoria!" Yumie followed.
"You alright, Sir Integra? Any injuries?" Seras asked with an echoing tone.
"I'm adequate. How's the headquarters?"
"We were attacked by enemy soldiers. We managed to kill them all" Victoria answered.
"But... the mansion has been destroyed. And... Mister Bernadotte, he is dead, Sir"
"Yes, I see. You drank from Mister Bernadotte, didn't you? You've finally become a vampire"
"Yes! I have!" Seras giddily beamed as she looked back.
Yumie and Heinkel readied their weapons, anxious of what Seras was now capable of, only to be told to stand down by Anderson, who proceeded to walk towards the vampiress and told them that even with both of their power combined, Seras was far too much for them to handle.
"Seras Victoria the vampire. I've got to say, you're starting to become quite the fearsome creature" Anderson remarked, impressed by the splendid metamorphosis Miss Victoria underwent.
"Yes, father, and I'm getting stronger all the time. I don't think I'll be afraid of anything ever again" Seras smiled while her eyes lit up with manic energy.
"It's as if your eyes have become windows to a bottomless abyss. It's striking, considering how human you look otherwise" Anderson continued.
As he finished his sentence, their conversation was interrupted and cut short when they sensed a powerful presence in the distance, enveloped in the grey fog. But there was something off... it wasn't just one unnerving, uneasy presence. It was two. Two. They recognized one of them was Alucard, but... who on Earth was the other one? They pondered as they stared, almost blankly and in bewilderment, in the direction from which they emanated from. A ghastly hulk of a ship pierced through the fog, and the presences grew stronger and more intense. Using her supernatural senses, Seras could see her now - The other person with Alucard, whose imposing aura was mixed with his. As the Count stood tall and mighty near the end of the ship, a slightly shorter woman in a black uniform could be seen by his side, holding a musket that rested on her shoulder. She smirked as she stared back at Seras, who was spooked by the unexpected company. Rip's uniform was different. Instead of pants, a short pencil skirt took its place, and it reached only her thighs. Her swastika necklace was no longer present, as she threw it away in disgust thanks to her newfound hatred for the army she used to work for. Using her as bait, leaving her to her horrid fate. Horrid, if it hadn't been for Alucard sparing her and giving her a second chance. As the ship got closer, Integra's eyes widened and she gasped, accidentally dropping her cigar. That didn't bother her much. What REALLY bothered her was the fact that Alucard actually brought along the Nazi sniper he was supposed to eliminate and take out of the picture for good. What was the meaning of this? Did he turn on Hellsing? Did he actually think it'd be a good idea to have a member of Millennium be with him? Especially when she was no familiar of his but rather another true vampire like him? One who wielded tremendous amounts of power? Who still had her free will and individuality? Whatever the reason the monster had, the agitated woman would make sure to question him and his decision once all of this blew over. In the meantime, there was a war they were fighting. A war they planned on winning.
