Page 108 of In the Mouth of the Wolf

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.

54

NOLAN

Iwoke up in Cam’s basement, naked and confused. My skin was cold and tingly, and my hands and feet ached. I’d had the strangest dream, running through the woods…

“My wounds…”

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