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I Fell Into A Third-Rate Smut Novel As A Trashy Gangster

It wasn't really a popular smut series, just one of the dregs left alone to rot for ages in the far reaches of the internet. A wish-fulfillment story where the protagonist gets NTR'd into oblivion in the beginning, before awakening his dormant werewolf bloodline in sheer rage and utterly demolishing all antagonists, while collecting beauties at every step of the way – A typical smutty revenge story. But instead of the usual magical fantasy, this story's premise was based on sci-fi – taking place in an alternate version of Earth where aliens were real, urban legends like werewolves weren't mere figments of imagination, and the government was hiding a f*cking EXTRATERRESTRIAL STARSHIP inside an underground lab in Area-69...!! "...F*ck." ...All I did was send a small donation to this unpopular novel's Author, saying that he shouldn't give up writing. And after falling asleep in my room last night, I strangely found myself transmigrated inside the novel world! Well, good news was – the main character was a gigachad who could operate the hidden Starship thanks to his awakened werewolf bloodline, and fight back when the enemies of the Starship's creators invaded Earth and started raining down plasma beams from space! ...And the bad news – the man I possessed was a third-rate gangster who was supposed to cuck the main character, indirectly assisting in his bloodline awakening. "....f*ck my life..." Now, if I don't cuck him, humanity in this world would go extinct from an overwhelming alien invasion. And if I DO cuck him, I would die to the enraged MC's rampage! "...Ah, sh*t. If I'm going to die anyway, let me have some fun in my remaining few days. Hmm, but I should book a flight to Africa first..." *Ta-ting!* [Bloodline awakening condition has been unlocked!] "...Huh? Now what the hell is this?" ----------------------- WARNING: This novel will have occasional corn (not the vegetable-kind), so if you haven't yet delved into the defiled swamp of degeneracy (meaning if you're not an adult), I recommend that you stay away from this novel. ----------------------- Join the Discord Server: https://discord.gg/EAx7ta5rpp

Degenerate_Stephen · Urban
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55 Chs

Wants & Needs [1] (R-18)

Caught up in an immensely dangerous yet awkward situation, Sierra froze up in place like an ice statue.

"I...uh...I-I'm not hungry right now. And I t-think it's getting a bit l-late, s-so...."

Taking a few moments to slowly process what Damien asked her, she then barely stuttered out something resembling an answer. 

Her brain was on the verge of being fried. By now, she already knew that escaping Damien's grasp was going to be an impossible task.

But how could she give up just like that? She was originally supposed to fix the mistakes she made in a drunken stupor that day, and not worsen them even more!

...So, it didn't hurt her to try at least, right?

Who knows, maybe he'll take pity on her and let her go? It wasn't like he was specifically after her alone, anyway...

Just from what she knew, her best friend Milia was thoroughly charmed by this demon too, going to the extent of selling out her long-time bestie to him. And compared to the outgoing Milia, she didn't have anything outstanding to really catch his attention.

So now, she just had to look like a plain and boring girl. If she did that, a deviant demon like Damien would surely not continue to cling to such a headache-like woman...

"Come on, now. Don't say something like that. How can I let you go home when it's already so late in the night? You already saw how dangerous it can be, especially around here..."

Unfortunately, Damien's calm words immediately poured a bucket of cold water over her plans.

"...B-But....m-my mom will w-worry at home..."

Her eyes seemed almost desperate, begging the man who put her in this situation to spare her from whatever evil schemes he was cooking up.

Soon, Damien realized it too, before calmly offering a disarming smile to the desperate girl.

"You can call her and say that you'll be staying over at a friend's house. Don't worry, I'll lend you my phone to make the call."

His voice was relaxed and unhurried, while also carrying a hint of concern for the lone girl.

But when it was paired with his tall figure that easily measured up to a whopping 193 centimeters (6"4'), for some reason, it almost sounded threatening to her...

...No, more like, that was exactly how it was. 

Not directly of course, but the undertone clearly conveyed his stance.

– 'You can forget about going home tonight.'

Sierra lowered her head, biting down on her lips and staring at her feet in silence.

Seeing that her mood was undoubtedly down, Damien shifted a little closer to her out of 'concern', causing Sierra to immediately start panicking. 

"...Uh!"

But before she could jump out of the couch, Damien tightly wrapped his arm around her shoulders, before squeezing her closer to him. A sudden rush of pleasant heat traveled to his skin, radiating outside through the baggy clothes she wore. 

"Uh...no...please...uhh..."

Right now, her emotions were all turned into a jumbled mess. 

Sierra's eyes trembled as they restlessly wandered around in vain, while a heavy pink blush crept up on her face little by little.

Recalling the ruthless image of Damien that was still vividly etched in her mind, she wondered — would she even be able to resist if he suddenly decided to force himself on her? 

...She certainly didn't seem to think that it was possible for her.

"Hey, I'm not going to eat you now...probably. So, can you calm down a little?"

Seeing her agitation, Damien weakened his grip over her shoulders a little, before leaning over towards her nape instead, taking a long and deep breath like a hopelessly drug-addicted maniac.

"...You know, even I'll get hurt if you keep doing that, acting like I'm a monster. Unlike what you might think, I'm just a human. And as a human, I have my feelings too..."

Sierra was at the end of her wits. 

The moment she was pulled along with him to his house, she already knew something like this was going to happen.

"...B-But, I-I have a b-boyfriend now..."

With a weak voice, she tried her best to put up a final act of resistance. 

"Boyfriend? Well, I don't see any boyfriend of yours here. Unless, of course, you're talking about me...?"

Unfortunately for her, this demon wasn't about to let his prey escape from his evil claws anytime soon.

A playful grin hung on his handsome, yet fierce-looking face, fully knowing that he was close to breaking down the final barrier.

"No, please...uhh...let me leave..."

Sierra's eyes soon became teary, threatening to spill over with droplets of water as Damien's restless mouth rested against her ears, constantly kissing and nibbling on her earlobes like a hungry animal.

"...Hey, have you ever done something like this with your 'boyfriend' before? You didn't, right? How can you even call him your boyfriend, then? Playing with others' feelings isn't good, you know."

"...Y-You are...such an...uhh...evil person...!"

His kisses slowly moved down from her ears, tracing her nape all the way to her collarbones as she weakly tried to push him away.

However, such weak and obviously powerless resistance did little to stop his advances, instead fueling it with even more vigor. 

"Haha, are you trying to rile me up even more by saying things like that?"

Unfortunately, she ended up digging her own grave with her actions. Acting so meek in front of a scum like Damien only made him want to bully her even more!

"...You know, after what has happened between us, how can you call someone other than me your boyfriend? Don't you feel sorry for me at all? And even though I saved you from all those dangerous people tonight, where is my reward? And what was your supposed 'boyfriend' doing back then?"

"No...he just...uhh!...didn't know...mhh!"

Sierra shuddered from the unexpectedly soft caresses she was receiving from the demon she wanted to desperately escape from, her mind in a state of complete disarray.

But from what little she 'did' understand from his tone left her absolutely flabbergasted.

'Is....Is he trying to....c-convince me right now??'

The idea was so far-fetched and outrageous that she doubted her ears for a moment. Surely that demon wouldn't do anything remotely thoughtful like that?

"...To be honest, I had fallen for you when I first saw you. But I just didn't know how I could approach you without freaking you out. So I...did some things. Things that you probably found detestable. That's why, I'm going to try my best to make it up to you now..."

Sierra's teary eyes went round in shock when she heard those words coming out of Damien's mouth. Was he really trying to 'apologize' in such a roundabout and twisted way? 

Or rather, was that supposed to be an 'apology'? 

Never in her dreams had she thought that this demon would try to be even the slightest bit considerate towards her. 

'But, if he really thinks like that...can I make him stop, somehow?'

Thanks to those words of his, she seemed to have found a slight glimmer of hope to control the situation and eventually turn it in her favor.

...However, the reality was cruel. 

Because the moment her shoulders relaxed just a little bit from this thought, Damien immediately sensed a golden opportunity, like a hungry shark that smelled the delicious scent of fresh blood.

"Kyaaa...!"

With his strong, veiny arm wrapped around the caught off-guard girl, he quickly scooped her up into his lap before swiftly turning her around, causing her to directly face him.

"Wai—Mhh...mm!!"

Her scream was then suddenly cut off as Damien's mouth slammed against hers, a silent battle of conquest erupting between them. His agile tongue attacked her fort like a shadowy assassin at night, relentlessly assaulting her soft, juicy lips from all sorts of tricky angles as it sought a way to infiltrate inside.

"Mghh...uhmm..."

One of his bulging arms tightly pressed her soft yet sensual body against his own, while the other one was left in charge of guiding her head, positioning it in certain ways that made it easier for his tongue to successfully infiltrate the insides of her mouth.

"Mmmm!!!"

Sierra wanted to resist, to break free from his hold. But other than a muffled cry of hers, nothing else was able to escape the demon's grasp. 

"...umm...mmh..."

Finally, after a minute or two of her desperate battle against Damien's devious tongue, she finally grew tired, revealing a few small gaps within her airtight defense. 

Like a hungry hyena, Damien immediately latched onto those gaps, slowly widening them with his vigorous assaults before slipping his victorious tongue inside, letting it freely wreak havoc inside the opponent's castle.

*Smooch* *Suckle~*

"Uhhmmm....!"

Soon, every drop of saliva inside Sierra's mouth was cleanly sucked out by Damien. He was like a desert that never caught rain, the meager amount of water he drank from her mouth was unable to satisfy his endless thirst for more. 

So, he dug deeper within her well, catching her frightened rabbit-like tongue that desperately tried to escape using his own, before passionately beginning to suck on it in a crazed manner.

"Mhh...umm...mhh..."

All of this sudden and radical action left Sierra with a mushed-up brain, turning everything around her into a blurry haze. 

She couldn't even muster up a drop of resistance anymore, causing the demon to willfully rampage around inside her mouth as he wished, stealing and plundering everything he saw fit for him to take.

"Hmm—Pwah~"

"Mhh...huuu—!"

After who knew how long, Damien finally separated his mouth from the intoxicated-looking Sierra's mouth, a long, sticky bridge of saliva still connecting them together.

"Haah....Haah...Haah..."

Looking at the completely flushed red girl as she was breathing heavily while sitting on his lap, even amidst his own breathless huffs, Damien showed a wolfish grin on his face.

"...Well, you look like you're enjoying yourself quite a lot, even after harping all that nonsense about your supposed 'boyfriend' and whatnot."

"...S...S-Shut...Up..."

"Hahahah."

Under the loosely wrapped towel on his waist, little Damien was already standing at full attention, jumping from excitement from time to time. 

The only reason Sierra wasn't able to notice his painful erection till now was because Damien had been forcefully trapping it within his legs, not wanting to scare off the poor girl more than she already was.

...At least, not before he properly eased her into it.

But now, seeing that she wasn't trying to reject him so fiercely anymore, he slowly shifted her position on his lap a little, letting her sit directly on top of his eagerly waiting rock-solid cock.

"—Wha!"

Despite her kiss-induced stupor, Sierra immediately let out a startled yelp, feeling a burning mass of 'something' fiercely pushing against her jeans.

"...W-What is t-that...?"

Damien simply gave her a benign smile. 

"What, don't tell me you really don't recognize it?"

Hearing his answer, Sierra felt a cold chill grip her heart. But before she could even voice her concerns out loud...

"...I hope you're done warming up. Because it's time for us to begin for real."

...Her entire world was suddenly flipped over.

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