Page 53 of In the Mouth of the Wolf (Of Wolves and Kings #1)

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MIKE

J en and Grace had braided their hair and woven it into crowns on top of their heads. They stood on either side of me in front of the doors to the Council room, nervously shifting on their bare feet.

“You will do whatever they say without question,” I warned them. “It is an honor to serve a vampyr elder in any capacity. Do not look at me for confirmation, do not hesitate, and do not talk back. Are we clear?”

They both nodded, their apprehension coming off them in waves. I had told them they needed to come as a formality so their fear wouldn’t cause them to do something stupid and ruin this for me.

My fingers ran down Jen’s back, enjoying the way her skin pebbled from the sensation. I was going to miss her.

“Enter”

They slipped off their robes and handed them to the guards, revealing their nude bodies as we stepped inside. Along the perimeter of the wall stood thirty massive vampyrs, dressed head to toe in black tactical gear, silver weapons glinting in the candlelight. I could hardly contain my excitement.

This was real. This was happening. My Lunessa would be back in my arms by the weekend, and my mouth salivated at the thought of her sweet taste on my tongue once more. Now that she knew what I was, I wouldn’t have to hide my nips and sips. I could drink from her fully.

I adjusted the growing erection in my pants.

The High Elder stood, his arms spread wide. “As originally promised, and further negotiated with Elder Sable, we offer you a unit of thirty vampyr warriors so you may retrieve your stolen Lunessa. In return, you will cede her bed to us for one night and give to us your remaining servaglio.”

Jen and Grace whipped their heads to me in a confused panic, but I didn’t move my eyes from the Council. I bowed low, averting my gaze. “I honor the agreement. I present to you my servaglio.”

“Mike, what’s going on?” whispered Jen.

I rose and took her face in my hands, kissing her one last time. “My sweet second, you deserve more than I can give you. Elder Sable has offered you a place with him. He will provide for you in every way a vampyr can.”

She opened her mouth to argue but I hardened my features, silently warning her not to speak. Taking a deep breath, she nodded, holding back the tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

Two guards walked in, carrying a narrow table with built-in straps for the wrists and ankles.

Grace’s voice was quiet, full of dread and trepidation. “Mike? What’s going to happen to me? Are you giving me away too?”

I shrugged coldly. “In a sense.” I took her shoulders and turned her towards me. “ Lie down .”

Her expression blanked and she climbed on top of the table obediently. The guards strapped her down and placed six chairs around her.

I took one of the seats by her thighs, and the Council filled in the rest. Jen stood behind Elder Sable, her body trembling as he took a firm hold of her ass.

“What a feast!” one of the elders said, licking his lips and sitting down. We joined hands, and the High Elder cleared his throat.

“We thank thee, Goddess of the Moon and of the Creatures of the Night. Grant us life in this blood, and feed our eternal thirst. While you may fade from sight, we will wait.”

“For you always return,” the rest of us answered in unison.

The power of my compulsion began to fade, and Grace whimpered as she realized what was happening, pulling weakly at the restraints.

The High Elder ran a bony finger down her cheek. “Shhh, my child. Your body serves another purpose tonight. Do not fear, it won’t be unpleasant.” And then he sank his teeth into her neck. I clocked the moment the initial shock and pain gave way to her pleasure. Her body relaxed and her eyes glazed over, her hips slowly bucking in search of something that could help relieve the building heat in her core.

The rest of the elders each took their bites, in order of rank, and I waited patiently for my turn at the end. The first pulls would be small, and then we’d continue to slowly sip as her life faded, prolonging the feed as long as possible before her heart stopped.

Then we needed to drink as much as possible before the blood turned. Dead blood wasn’t fatal to vampyrs, but it was unpleasant.

After she passed, we’d probably have another twenty minutes or so before she became completely useless.

My bleeding heart took pity on my third as my turn finally arrived. Her crime had been wanting to be my Lunessa, to please me better than Marlowe could. If only she had been smart enough to realize that was impossible.

I decided to offer her some reprieve in the end and fucked her with my fingers while I drank. She came quickly, and thanks to the blood loss combined with the vampyr venom now running through her veins, she began to blissfully drift off.

Jen sniffed, holding herself in her arms while she watched Grace fade. I tried to catch her eye and give her an apologetic look, but she turned away from me in disgust.

It was a shame that her affection for me was another casualty in this whole mess, but I supposed it couldn’t be helped.

Elder Sable chuckled, pulling her down onto his lap. “Don’t worry, chérie. I have a feeling we’re going to have a great time together.”

The High Elder clapped his hands. “Ah, yes, speaking of great times – guards, let them in!”

The doors opened and eleven women sauntered inside, one more for Elder Sable and then two each for the remainder of us. Two curvy, dark-haired women approached me – one from behind, kissing my neck and rubbing her hands down my chest, while the other sat down on my lap, grinding her naked cunt against my erection.

Draining a human, even shared between the six of us, had filled us with so much blood we’d be hard for hours, if not days. I grabbed them both by the hair, pulling them down towards my mouth. “You’re going to take turns choking on my cock until I tell you to stop. Do you understand?”

They giggled their response and went to work, my dick so engorged it was almost painful. I came only a few seconds after the first woman wrapped her lips around my head, and the second took her place once I finished coming.

It was too bad I couldn’t have saved this moment for when my Lunessa was back with me. I wouldn’t have even needed a second woman. I could probably just fuck Marlowe for two days straight, not pulling out once, and she’d take it all.

I reached over and took another sip of Grace, patting her on the leg. Her sacrifice had secured my future happiness.

Thank you , I mouthed silently.

Her dimming eyes found mine, and she smiled as they went out for good.