Chapter 8: Chapter 8
Kaya, one of the attendees of the mirror summon Viona had with the Council of Head Vampires, the one to the top right corner on that very summon and head of the Maka family burst into her giant mansion fuming. The house was enormous and adorned with high class furniture. It had rather historical and cultural, celebratory decor. The sitting room being the first room once she got inside, there were tonnes of men laying around. They had a toned muscular build, something athletic that belongs in a women's magazine. All they had on them were their under wears as they scattered all over, standing up and facing her in am instant. As for ethnicity, she had all flavors lying around: blonde, blue-eyed Caucasian gents; swarthy, long-haired haired native American gents; black, dark and lightskin gents and more.
She darted her eyes from man to man as if choosing the most ripe of them. After a short moment her eyes landed and stuck on one, it was the swarthy long-haired native American gents. "You! To me," she commanded him. As per the rules of the house, he crawled to her on all fours and upon reaching her he knelt. From his perspective which was utterly corrected, she looked like a brute. Her outfit included a navy blue blazer and pants making up her suit, a white shirt and tie around her neck. On her feet were short black heels. Regardless of the full body suit, her muscular body aesthetic was very noticeable, especially her legs, her quads bulging through her pants that could hardly stay in tact, the true definition of thunder thighs. She stared at the lad who innocently stared back trembling at the sight of her.
In an instant she grabbed him by his hair and picked him up with her right hand. As he ascended, her hand pulled back and at a downward angle on his hair forcing him to look up at her. The fear and distress in his eyes arousing her, she could hardly pull herself together. Her furious, rapid breathes turning into slow huffs and puffs as she watched his face slowly moving down to his neck, to his bulging chest, his abs and down to his groin. A bulge pushing against his underwear declaring mutualism and acceptance of his fate to be. She smiled then turned to the staircase by the left side of the room leading to the first floor. She strode away still holding him by his hair, the poor man had to crawl trying to keep up with her.
They finally reached a hall way and still she went on dragging him before stopping at a large red door that could only be her room. She opened it and inside was nothing less of a reverse harem. More men, five to be exact, on a bed made for nobles. In her room were swords, shields and spears mounted on the walls. Some multy colored feathers by them to add to the aesthetic.
Two of the men had leashes with chains on them, two lied there knocked out cold, whether dead or alive it was unclear, the last was chained to the dashboard on the headrest side of the bed, his arms and neck constrained like a prisoner. She walked in as if she was about to beat the daylights out of someone and threw the man in her hand over to her bed so effortlessly. He landed on it bouncing but not touching any of the others. The two who had leashes on and we're still awake knelt by the edge of the bed while the fresh meat gathered himself.
She slowly walked closer to the bed as she took off her blazer and began to unbutton the wrist cuffs of her shirt. She had a grin on her face as she did so staring at the men on her bed, almost salivating at the sight of the delicacy at hand. Quickly she untied her tie, two buttons down her shirt and her phone becan to ring.
"Urgh!!" She groaned in anger. She took out her phone and answered it, her first words? "If it's not urgent I'll kill you."
"Uhh, wellll..." It was Aaliyah on the other wise of the phone.
"Do not waste my time!" She commanded.
"She has a new blood servant, a boy, he's from UON," she said to her.
"Alright then, kill him," she said as she held the young man she came with by his chin, slowly rubbing his lips with her thumb before dipping it into his mouth. She sucked on it gently as they stared into each other's eyes.
"Okkkkk, ohh and Viona seems overly strong, like stronger than the descriptions I was given," adds Aaliyah.
"Of course she is, she's a Roux, are you afraid? Incapable? I can get someone else," says Kaya.
"No! No, I'm fine, if braun won't work, brains will," says Aaliyah.
"Is that it?" Asked Kaya in a rush to get started.
"Yes, that is all," answered Aaliyah, Kaya instantly ended the and threw the phone to the side. She pushed the boy back who fell with his legs apart. She then knelt on the edge of the bed as she took off her shirt and bras aggressively as if they were constraining her from reaching her meal. With her knees she moved closer to and grabbed him by his lower jaw with her right hand and pulled him close, she then kissed him aggressively sinking her tongue deep into his throat as if searching for something. All he could do is grab her wrists. The other two slowly opened her zipper and began pulling down her pants. She backed out from the kiss slowly as a sticky string of saliva was left connecting their lips with each other. She pushed him back falling onto the bed again. She then grabbed him by the underside of his legs and after kicking her jeans off, after ripping both his and her underwears off she bowed down to his six inches and shoved it into her mouth. It was so abrupt and fast that regardless of the fact that he expected it, he had to clench on her sheets with his fingers, his eyes shut, you'd think he was in pain but no, it was heaven to be in there wresting her wet tongue. She slowly laid down on her stomach lost in the art of throat goatery, the other two lifted up her legs and began sucking on her toes on all fours.
She aggressively nodded her head up and down sucking on him as he struggled to hold his juices back. It got more and more aggressive until finally he was unable to keep it in, as she rose up about to descend he let go and began to ejaculate. She backed up seeming enraged as he trembled, spasming as an aftermath.
"What's this? Is that all you've got? Pathetic!" She said grabbing him by his neck. Initially smiling, he was instantly filled with fear as the appeal in her eyes turned to rage and diappointment. At this point she was kneeling, yet she was so tall that as she held him up by his neck, his knees slightly bent , only his toes touched the bed. Her eyes shifted to his neck as his heart beat increased due to fear, the vessels in his neck dilated in sync with his heart. "One way or another, you'll fill me up," she said as she opened her mouth, her fangs slowly protruded from what were initially her canines, she then bit into him. Sucking on his neck aggressively and pressing against his body with her fingers so hard his bones could be heard shattering from within. She sucked his blood for a moment, he barely put up a fight, or rather his struggle was futile against her. Contemptuously, she threw his lifeless disfigured body to the side, slamming it onto a wall before it fell down. She then turned to one of the other two gents on her right.
She grabbed the chain connected to his leash and pulled him closer to her face, "You better not waste my time." She then threw him in front of her in the exact same position the previous and now dead gent was in.
Back at the Roux castle, Viona and Callum stand by the left side of the giant staircase. Viona uses her right index finger to forge a symbol popularly used in alchemy. This thus this turns the wall into a gateway that she opens leading down a dark staircase.
"You're heart, it's loud," said Viona as they entered the hidden passage under the main staircase, "Calm down, you're safe now.".
Unlike her usual self, she reassured him. His heart began to slow down as they entered this spiral tunnel that led to the dungeon under neath the building. She flicked the fingers of her right hand and ignited a small flame over it that illuminated their.
"Force of habit," she said to him.
As they walked on there was silence for the most part, other than the sound of his shoes interacting with the cobblestone stairs.
"Soo ahh? Who were those guys? They seemed to have really ticked you off," asked Callum.
"They're dead, no one important, " she said to him. She really didn't want to go over the whole butterfly effect but after a moment in thought, "That day, when I lured you into that alley way, I was wounded. Those three men, minus the lady, among a hundred others ambushed me. They used a special artefact that snuffed my magic for a moment. That allowed them to overpower me with numbers, I took out the hundred but eventually was too injured to keep fighting so I hid in that alley, that's when you came along."
It was a weird moment for Callum, he didn't know how to feel or react. He didn't really feel any negative emotions towards the three dead gents as blaming them for what he did to her would be a useless blame game, after all they were gone and she could've chosen not to bite him.
They finally got to the dungeon of a basement, she flew around lighting torches and chandeliers at checkpoints all over the place illuminating it. There were rows and columns of shelves all over with thousands and possibly millions of books stacked on them. Along certain walls were racks filled with different artefacts and weapons, they were all enchanted and built to tackle specific monsters. There was an area designated to the side that had seets and one large table, the reading area.
"Roux Cove, tis what my grand father called it," said Viona barely impressed by the magnificence of the centuries of knowledge before them. Callum on the other hand was flabbergasted, it looked like something from Castlevania. Most of what he read were comics but, he wouldn't mind going through a few scriptures here and there, for the experience.
"Wow...wait, why are we here?" He asked her.
"To research on whatever than Dinah is and how to kill her," she answered floating over to one of the shelves. She then slowly dragged her index finger along the books looking for one.
Callum walked over to some shelves, they had been ordered and divided based on the information stored in the books on them. The first shelf Callum got to had the tag vampire on it.
"I've been meaning to ask, how do you kill a vampire?" Asked Callum. This question stopped her in her tracks.
"Why do you ask?" She approached him him with the question staring at one of the books in front of her a couple of shelves on the other side further from Callum.
"Well, I'm gonna be killing vampires for you right? Shouldn't I at least know how to do my job?" He said to her.
"You saw me kill vampires tonight, in fact you've killed vampires yourself before. Are you sure that question doesn't have a hidden agenda behind it?" She asked him.
"What agenda?" He asked confidently. She listened to his heart and true to his word he wasn't pretending...or maybe he was, and he just controlled the frequency of it's beating. There is a short silence before she finally speaks.
"Conventionally severe wounds to the heart and severing the head works, use of magic and enchanted weapons also does the trick, it comes down to your preference and circumstance, some vampires are skilled enough to relocate their hearts, in such instances you have to improvise," she said to him. She then flew back with a book and placed it on the table, she flipped a couple of pages before stopping on one.
Callum realized she had left the shelves and asked her, "Did you find it?"
"Yes, she's a harpe, nothing special about her other than the fact that she can manipulate winds and cause storms," says Viona.
"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not," he said to her wondering how the hell she said that with a straight face.
"I'm not," she said back to him.
"So let me get this straight, this thing can sink ships and rip buildings apart with a flap of its wings but that's nothing special? " he asked her rhetorically. The exaggeration in his interactions with this "community" was becoming unironically funny every day. She simply stared back at him.
"Then again, I am talking to a walking flame thrower," he said to her as she placed the book back into it's slot.
"Dragon!" She corrected him outloud from about fifty metres from him.
"You're a dragon? Remind me again why you need me?" He asked her jokingly, not so much.
She smiled at him for a brief moment as she came back hovering, "Come on, it's been a long night."
Callum began walking to the stairs while she snuffed out the flames on the torches. Finally she followed behind him headed towards the ballroom.
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