The Job Offer Ch. 25

Chapter 25.1

After everyone put their clothes back in order, they headed into Patricia's office to chat. There, they get to know their Master better. Asking him questions about how things are going for him personally and professionally. Looking at all three, he says, "Each day we're getting closer. My Asian Sulsa is hard at work piecing together the deleted contracts. When those are rebuilt, we can set our sights on the devil in sheep's clothing. Christopher's jump-drive painted a target, but we are still looking for more evidence before we can bring him to justice. It's just taking time, but we have to be patient. How are all of you doing?"

Patricia's tight-lipped and doesn't want to alarm her Master about how she's really feeling. However, she'll take his advice and have a chat with Heather when she drops off Vanessa. Having Vanessa with her isn't hard per se, but weird. We share the same man, and have messed around with each other, but it's still weird. Surprising we like the same man twice, for instances unknown. As for Mona, well, she's his third beta and many more are to come after her. However, she's part of his inner pack or harem. She knows she's head over heels for him, and I can't blame her. He just knows what buttons to press to get us all sappy with him. Sitting there, listening to him and her sister chat, she's happy to have a little of his cream settle her nauseated tummy. She wishes she could have more, but wonders why she feels slightly sick. 'Probably she's got a lot on her mind with her ex-husband's murder, many cases she's working on, and the lack of personal time for herself. Working as a vampire lawyer, you're working at all hours of the day, and no time for yourself. Sitting so close to him, she's itching to get closer. To run her fingers along his skin, to be one with him once more, and last, to be his cum bucket by filling her tummy with his essence.

Vanessa just misses him. She's never felt like this before with any of her previous lovers or her late husband. No, there's just something about him that pulls out your inner slut. You would do anything to get his attention. Sitting next to Patricia dampens the effects somewhat, but she's itching to touch him. If she had her way, she would have him claim her two other holes and fill them with his cum. She would love to bathe in his essence. Becoming closer and stronger with each swallow. Just thinking about it is making her holes salivate with need.

As for Mona, she sits quietly and analyzes everything. She's second-guessing herself and should've taken his load in either hole. But looking at her boss, she knows she looks better, but not 100%. Shaking her head internally, she knows her Mistress isn't herself. She's hiding something, but what that is, she can't say. He's claimed two of her three holes, and yet, she would love nothing more than to give him everything. He gave her purpose and made her part of supernatural world. Yeah, her boss promised her the same thing, but only with service. No, being a werewolf gives her a chance to serve them both better. The heat between her legs has yet to turn off. Her body resonates with his and desires to be used again. Rubbing her legs together to keep the flow at bay. She knows his time is growing short by just his body language. She'll have another shot with him. Hopefully sooner than later.

Sam looks at all three and knows his time with them is up. Their lunch break had gone past the hour mark, and he still has errands to run. Standing up, he offers each of his mates a hug and kiss, but reluctantly, he says his farewells. Looking at his slut, he says, "Don't forget to check in with Mistress or Heather. Hope to hear it's nothing concerning. See you all later, or some day soon. Mona... Text me." He instantly hears, 'I will, Master.' Offering her a smile, he patted her head before exiting Patricia's office. Saying his goodbyes is tough, but it must be done. Heading out, he checks his messages and sees none. Jumping into the car, he heads back onto E. Foothill Blvd, and takes N. Altadena Drive North. Along the way, he stops by Domenico's, picking up some pizzas for tonight's dinner. Stopping, he gets 4 large pizzas and some garlic bread to go.

Heading home, he pulls into the garage and hears, 'We're upstairs, Master. How did it go?' from his Mistress. Closing the garage door, he heads into the kitchen and grabs a plate. Filling it up with 2 slices, he grabs a bottle of water from the fridge and sits down to eat. He's famished after fucking Mona and filling his mates with his essence. While eating, he shares his late morning rendezvous with Chrissy, Mona, and Patricia. He also informs her that Vanessa will stay with us for a while. He gets his fill and cleans up after himself before climbing the stairs to his room to check emails. Upon entering, he sees his slut enjoying the comforts of his omega. They're cuddling with one another and not bothering to cover themselves up. Seeing his omega's tanned skin and her dark nipple winking at him. He feels himself getting hungry for a piece of her.

Reading his thoughts, Sasha smiles and says, "Come. Join us." Offering a devilish smile. Watching him take off his polo shirt and unbuckle his jeans, she felt her lust spiking for him once again. Licking her lips, her eyes drank every inch of him.

Lifting the comforter and top sheet, Sam slides in next to his omega and reaches over to cop a feel of her left breast. When he does, he instantly hears, 'Stop. I'm not in the mood, Alpha.' Rolling his eyes, he lets go and rolls onto his back. Lying there for a bit, he says, "I don't get you sometimes. You complain I didn't use you last night. I apologized for it and have gotten brief reply to it. Now, I show some interest, and you would rather be with your lover instead. You keep spouting that it's your duty to provide offspring with your alpha, but lay with your lesbian lover." Letting that sit, he strokes his cock and feels it responding to his needs. Looking over at her, he continues, "Guess what, your alpha wants to mate." Grabbing the base of his cock, he slides himself between her thighs and moves between them.

"Alpha!? Please, I'm not in the mood. I just want to relax with my lover and be at peace," Tessa says as she relaxes on top of her lover, Sasha.

Sasha grins as her lover presses into her. She says, "Do it, Master. She needs to learn who's the boss. If this keeps up, she'll walk all over you. Plus, she needs cock badly. There's just so much I can do or give her. Plus, her attitude is wrong. Fuck her good. She's your mate, and after a few orgasms, I bet she'll change her tune. Maybe even give up her third hole today."

Sam feels his cock getting stronger as he pounds her thighs. Hearing his bitch's thoughts, he angles himself and feels his omega's lips parting. However, she fights back and clamps down. It's a battle of wills now, and who will win? Reaching up to grab hold of her breast again, he tweaked her nipple and had instant access. Sliding himself a little further, he feels her getting wetter. With each thrust, he gets deeper, and soon he's balls-deep. When he does, she clamps down and moans her release. Smiling, he doesn't wait and continues to slowly fuck her. When he tries to pull out, he feels her gripping him hard. Tweaking her nipple does the trick to get her to back off. Driving his cock back in, he sets the pace.

Sasha sees her lover's eyes of desperation, but says, "He's your Alpha. If he wants to fuck, then open your legs for him. You say it's your duty, and yet you fight him every step of the way. You can't have your cake and eat it too. Eventually, you will have to make a choice. Which alpha do you want to be with?" When she finishes her thoughts, she sees the light in her lover's eyes brighten for a mere second before it dims. She knows her Master has fully inserted himself and she just climaxed. Smiling, she knew the battle was over.

Looking over at him, she says, "Fuck her hard, Master. She needs a good fucking."

Enjoying her antics, he pounds her delicious pussy to three orgasms and sees her demeanor change. She's no longer leaning over her other lover, but on her back, looking up at him with desire. Pushing her legs up and wide, Sam drives his cock into her. His eyes dropped, and he saw the butt plug in her ass. Smiling to himself, that's why it feels different inside of her. Looking down, he asks, "Do you want to take this to the next level?" Seeing the nod, he looks over at his slut and says, "Going to need some lube!" He watches her slide out of the bed to head to the Master to get the bottle. Watching those delicious curves of hers, he uses them to continue to pound his omega dearly. Pushing her into her fourth orgasm. A couple of seconds pass, and his bitch is next to him, pumping some lube into her hand.

Pulling out, he watches his bitch apply the lube to his already soaked cock. Feeling her soft hand gliding up and down feels amazing. His eyes focus on the woman below him, and he then says, "Take it out. She should be dilated enough to handle me. Don't worry. I'll go slow." Seeing the nod, he watches his bitch grab hold of the jeweled butt plug and drag it out. Hearing his omega's grunts, he knows she's close to another orgasm. Letting her have this moment, he runs his cock between her meaty lips until he hears the popping sound of her anus releasing the large butt plug.

Holding the butt plug up, Sasha's eyes locked onto her lover's worried look. Reaching out to her, she gives her some positive thoughts and some confidence. She says, "Don't worry, my love. Your alpha will take it slow and give you time to ease into it. It will feel weird, but remember you're giving something special to your alpha by offering your last hole. He'll definitely enjoy it, and so will you. Remember, I'm here if you need me. You've got this, baby. Enjoy what all of us have shared, cause anal is where it's at. Do you trust me?" Seeing the nod, she blows her a kiss before turning around to set the greased butt plug on a tissue that's sitting on the nightstand. Turning back, she watches her Master press his gigantic head of his cock at her lover's dilated, puckered asshole. Watching him slowly push the head inside, she reaches out to grab her lover's hand. She says, "You're doing well, baby. Feel him? Yeah, his cock's head is inside. Just another 10 inches to go. Breathe."

Sam stares at Tessa's conflicted face, but hears his Mistress's kind words, trying to straighten her thoughts. Focusing on breathing rather than the discomfort. Looking down, he feels her relax and asks, "Can I give you more?" Seeing the nod, he pushes another 4 inches and stops when he sees and feels her gripping him. Taking time to breathe as well, he focuses on her legs by keeping them upright and wide so he can observe everything. Looking over at his slut, he reaches out to her and asks, "How's she doing? Can I push a little more?"

Sasha rolls her head to the side and says, "She's doing alright. Trying to get used to the pressure of feeling you in another hole. Which is to be expected. Give her a minute or two. I'll let you know."

Reaching over with her other hand, she runs her fingers over Tessa's meaty lips before circling around her clit. Feeling her quiver slightly, she shared her insights with her lover. She says, "It's definitely different, but from time to time, you must excite this little nub to amp up the feeling. Mmm, bet that feels good." Seeing her brighten up, she nods her head to her Master and watches him push a little more of himself deep into her lover. Seeing the light brighten as she takes most of him, she reaches over and rolls her clit once more, and then it happens. She smiles when her lover clamps down and feels her first anal orgasm sputter to life.

Tessa's eyes grew enormous when she felt all of him deep inside her. Reflexively, she clamps down, and the sensations her lover has been building just build on top of one another. She's felt nothing like it, and yet she explodes with intensity. She doesn't just feel it in her ass, but in her pussy as well. Looking at both of them, she can't fathom what just happened. Following her lover's thought process and instructions, she can't fathom this experience and wonders why she waited. Looking over at her lover, she gives a tearful smile and says, "It's so powerful. Never thought that this would elicit this response. I'm just... am a loss for words. Hoped you were right and offered. Now, I want more." Turning her attention to her Alpha, she says, "Unbelievable. Give me a moment to enjoy this moment, and then I want you to fuck my ass." Breathing through it, she nods her head to tell him to go ahead. Reaching down herself to tweak her clit, she feels the sensations and heat building each time he thrusts into her. The sensations are out of this world, and she watches her eyes roll backward as she gets closer to her next anal orgasm.

Sasha continues to hold her lover's hand and watch everything unfold. Anal is magical, but it's not for everyone. Must take it slow, but the orgasms from it are incomprehensible. The heat from it amps up the sensations, and your body bursts on a whole different wavelength. This is your last act of giving yourself to someone. Plus, he'll definitely treasure this experience. Watching her lover's eyes roll backward, she knows she's close to her next one. Smiling inwardly, she turns her attention to him and remembers her first time. Granted, it was much different since she's a vampire, but still the same. Taking her last hole, everything changed for her that day. It bonded them together and made them a powerhouse in more ways than one.

Reaching out to him, she feels his cock slide deep into her ass and the sensations he's feeling. Her eyes roll back from the sensations, as if his cock was her own. Pulling herself out, she turns to her lover and says, "He's getting close, my love. Soon, he'll paint your insides deep into your colon. Making you a three-holed omega. Up to you if you want this again." Smiling, she continues, "Would be nice if this changes you into a three-hole slut; like your lover before you, but no pressure. You decide what you are to him, but welcome to the sisterhood of three-holed sluts. Oh, fuck, it's glorious to watch you cum. Squeeze him tight and feel his resolve." Biting her lip cause she would love to be in her sister's place right now. Feeling him pumping his cock deep into her colon. Claiming more of her body by painting his essence deep. Fuck... She feels her body react to her thoughts and what she's seeing. Feeling a slight release, she holds back her moan by cumming slightly. Shaking her head, she marvels at herself sometimes. So sensitive, and yet she loves both of them.

Sam's moving his hips and pounds his omega hard. Getting closer to fulfillment, he grunts as his cock gets thicker. Feeling that cold tingle travel down his spine, he shouts out, "Ah, fuck. Here it comes." His eyes rolled back slightly as he felt the first volley of cum rocket through his cock and into her colon. Pulling back slightly, he thrust harder and shot another volley of cum into her. Losing himself, he shoots many volleys of cum into her and watches her belly grow big. When he shoots his last volley, he continues to thrust to make sure that everything is out before pulling out. When he does, he turns to his slut and says, "Get ready. Pulling out. Now. Grab the plug and plug it up. Fuck, I'm so sleepy." Pulling out, he plops onto his back and is out for the count.

Tessa still can't fathom that this just happened. She pats her extended belly. Knowing that her Alpha shot another load deep into her colon. She felt all of him as he fucked her hard. Her first thought is: amazing. She, too, feels tired from the experience as she fights to stay awake but fails. Passing out with a smile on her face.

As for Sasha, she leans over and cleans her Master's cock thoroughly. Tasting more of her lover and his leftover cum. When she finishes, she wants nothing more than to kiss him. But he's not into ass to mouth, so instead she kisses his cheek. Whispering to him, she smiled but said, "Your cock is cleaned, Master. Thanks for pushing her. I hope this will start her on the path of righteousness. To be the mate you deserve. Love you so much. I'll leave you to brush my teeth, but I will be back shortly. Enjoy your nap, Master."

Sam hears her words, but is too tired to respond. He pulls himself awake and sees that his slut is no longer in the room. Crawling over to his omega, he pulls her into his arms to be close to her. However, in his mind, he's a possessive Alpha, as he holds her tightly. Kissing her forehead, he whispered, "Mine." Before sleep takes him again.

Feeling the intense heat, Tessa's sweating, and it pulled her out of her slight nap. Seeing that she's on top of him, she takes a moment to look at his features. Caressing his face, she stares at him and feels that pulling within her heart. Instantly, she feels a slight crack and winces from it. Still staring, she feels her fortifications are being undone, and one day the wall around her heart will come down for good. Still staring, she thinks to herself, 'He's so different compared to the alphas she knew in the past. Complete opposite to Jeffrey, but also reckless. However, there's something about him that keeps pulling me closer. Haven't figured it out yet, but one day for sure, I'll find out. Fuck. My ass hurts, but it sure felt exceptional. Need to rest to heal from that ordeal. So... sleepy.' She rolls onto her back and feels a slight reprieve from the heat coming from him. Soon she feels her body draped over something cold and knows she's in her lover's embrace. Smiling, she drifts deeper and soon feels herself at peace cause she's in her lover's arms. 'Thanks to him, I found her. Big-sister, my lover.'

* * * * *

Both Tanya and Heather watched Madison head out. They had a joyful afternoon with her, testing her limits and, of course, kissing and fondling her as well. Letting out a deep sigh, Tanya says, "One more day. Hope she joins, cause I would love to have a threesome with her. Mmm, mmm. Can't wait."

Rolling her eyes and shrugging her shoulders, Heather says, "True, but only after she has sex with our Master. We can't just jump the line and give her a night she'll never forget. No, she has to have him first before we can have dibs." With that, she takes her index finger and jams it into her sister's side, startling her to no end.

The poke caught Tanya off guard. She knows her sister/lover is just teasing her or trying to make the subject a little lighter. However, she felt odd. She felt a cold tingling sensation down her back and into her right arm. Looking down at her arm, she watched it disappear before her own eyes.

Heather watches her and jumps to the side, only to witness her arm going invisible. Her eyes grew wide, and she asked, "Sis, don't look, but I think your arm just disappeared. Is it still attached?"

Tanya thinks her sister is playing another practical joke and looks at her right arm. Sure enough, she doesn't see it. She forgets what her sister just asked her and hyperventilates. Freaking out, she turns to her sister and asks, "What? What happened to my arm? It was just there, and now it's gone. What did you do to me, baby?"

Shaking her head, Heather says, "I.. I didn't do this, sis. Wait. There has to be a logical reason here. All I did was poke you, and this is a reaction of sorts. Breathe, baby. We'll figure this out. Trust me." Just then, the doorbell rang, and a couple walked in asking for help.

Tanya turns to her sister and says, "Now what? How will I help them with one arm?"

Heather speaks up for her sister and says, "In a minute!" Turning to her sister, she said, "Can you still feel your arm?" She immediately hears, 'Yes, but I can't see it. What's happening to me?' Looking from side to side, she looks for something to cover her hand to make it visible. Spotting some nude thigh-highs, she tears open the package and hands her one. "Put this on. It will make your hand look visible, of sorts. If they ask, just say, 'You're experiencing the softness, and/or say that you were in the middle of putting some thigh-highs on a display mannequin.'"

Tanya slides on the nude thigh-highs and says, "This won't work. People will ask questions. Plus, this looks hideous on my hand. I can't do this!"

Rolling her eyes again, Heather says, "I'll be with you every step of the way. Do your job and help to get rid of them so I can figure this out. For starters, stop freaking out. Be calm. There has to be a logical reason for this to happen."

"Easier said than done, baby, but I'll try," Tanya says as she leaves her post to trot over to help the couple. Feeling ridiculous, she felt their stares on her right arm. Snickering a little, she shares what her sister suggested, but in reality, she's shitting bricks. This is beyond her understanding, and it's freaky as hell. Helping them out, she says, "Sorry, we don't carry that in-store, but please try online and place an order there. You can either pick it up at any store of your choice or pay a shipping fee to have it sent to your home. Any other questions?" Seeing them shake their heads, she smiles and wishes them good luck. Watching them head out, she drops her employee stick and peels back the thigh-high. Sure enough, she saw nothing there. Freaking out, she walks back to her sister, demanding that she fix this.

Heather holds up her hand and says, "Calm down. We'll figure this out. I'm going out on a limb and say this is your power. You can turn yourself invisible. Like that Marvel superhero, um, from that comic turned movie, um, Fantastic Four. What's her name?"

Now it's Tanya's turn to roll her eyes, and she says, "I think the name you're thinking of is Sue Storm. She can turn herself invisible, but clearly something is wrong with me cause only my right hand is invisible and not my body." Still freaking out, she feels the icy chill travelling down her back and into her right leg and torso. Looking down at her t-shirt, and sees her chest disappearing. Grabbing her sister's shoulders, she freaks out more and says, "It's spreading. How am I supposed to do my job if I'm turning invisible? HELP!"

Heather can't help herself and snickers at her sister's dilemma. She says, "Guess you can continue to put on nude thigh highs to cover you over, or just take off your clothes. The only way we can figure this out is for you to calm the fuck down. Freaking out is only going to make it worse. For right now, head to the back, and I'll do your job. Keep an open mind, and we'll get through this together." Looking over at her, she hears the doorbell ring again. She says, "Go!"

Hesitantly, Tanya sprints to the back room to monitor her dilemma. She hears Heather greet the customers and offers her help if needed. Trying to calm her racing heart, she watched her body slowly disappear. Shaking her head, she remembers this happened to Neo in the Matrix when he touched the mirror. However, this is happening for real, and it's happening to her. Pulling off the stocking, she says to herself, 'What the fuck is happening to me?' She's pulled out of her dilemma when she hears her sister in her mind, 'Pull yourself together. We've got customers, and I need to know more about this product cause I've never used it before.' Rolling her eyes, she slips into her mind and reads the description of the product. Snickering to herself, she says, "Oh! That... The Zeus Electrosex Twilight Wand. It's the attention-getter. It speaks for itself, baby. All it does is give you happy shocks via electric shock stimulation to startle and tease. Plus, you can increase and decrease the stimulation by controlling the handle. It's cool when the glass tubes light up."

"I'll take your word for it. Thanks, baby. How are you doing?" Heather says with her mind while smiling at the customers.

Shaking her head, she says, "The same. It's spreading. Followed your advice and took off my clothes. I can no longer see my feet. My right arm, chest, and everything from the neck down are gone. I feel like I'm being erased as I watch it move up my neck. It's so cold."

Heather's mind is screaming, 'FUCK' but her logical side is pushing it aside. It's telling her that let this happen or let it take its course to understand it better. She said she's cold. Perhaps that's the trigger. All she needs to feel is warmth, and her body should come back to it. However, these customers don't want to leave and are interested in purchasing this Electric Wand. FUCK.' Reaching out to her sister, she says, "Let it happen, baby. When you're completely saturated. Come out and give me a hand. The customers want to purchase this electric wand, but are now looking around to see if there's anything else that sparks their interest. It's been a long time since I checked out someone." Taking a few deep breaths, she continued, "When they leave, I will close up shop for your dinner and figure this out. Let me know when you're completely invisible." Thinking to herself, 'That sounded horrible. Fuck, I would freak out also, but in hindsight, this is a cool power to have. So many applications and shit you could do while being invisible.'

Suddenly, the door swings open from the back, and Heather immediately looks and wonders if that's her sister. Calling out to her with her mind, she received nothing. Shaking her head, she dismisses it and tells herself that her sister is paying her back somehow. The customers returned the counter with some clothes, along with the electric wand with attachments. Grabbing the gear, she pulls up the scanner and starts scanning to no avail. Looking at the customers, she says, "Give me a sec." but hears, 'Take your time. We get it.'

Reaching out to her sister, she says, "Baby. I really need your help. This setup is too sophisticated to ring up these purchases. Walk me through it, please..." To her shock, she hears a whisper, 'Sure, baby. Anything for you.' Now the shoe is on the other foot, and Heather jumps slightly cause she didn't hear her sister sneak until it's too late. Looking at the screen, she sees distortions as her sister presses a button on the screen, and a message comes up to scan. Taking the gun, she hears the beeps and sees them come up on the screen. Smiling to herself, she says, "Thank you, baby. God, you got me good." She then hears, 'Payback's a bitch. But I will hold you to it. This is still freaky, but also so surreal. Interesting feeling being naked while working.'

To her luck, Tanya helped her sister ring up the purchases and helped cash out the customers. Offering her a bag, along with some extras, her lover was really helpful. As the customers leave, Heather locks up and puts the clock sign up to inform that she's on break. Turning around, she looks left and right but says, "Where are you, baby?"

Reaching out with her hands, she caressed her sister's breasts from behind. She says, "I never left your side, baby. Doesn't this feel good and freaky at the same time? The cameras are probably making it look like you're having a moment to yourself. As freaky as this is, I still want to be myself again. Any ideas on how to turn back?"

Heather lets out a moan, but whispers, "Mmm, fuck. That feels good. Didn't know you were so naughty, even if you're invisible. To answer your question, I do, but let's head to the back. Don't want the cameras picking up your hot naked body when you turn back." Walking to the back, the door swung shut. She says, "When you were back here, you said something intriguing. You said you felt cold. By my calculations, this could be your trigger of sorts. All we have to do is get you warm, and that should start the process. It's only a hunch."

"So, what should I do? Run around the store to get warm?" Tanya says...

* * * * *

Sasha's cuddling up with her lover. She's happy that she gave up her anal virginity to her Alpha. Holding her close, she says with a whisper, "Proud of you, baby. You might not see this as anything, but you're giving yourself to your Alpha every day. It's going to take time, but you're getting closer. I just know it and hope it continues. Love you, baby." Kissing her forehead, she closed her eyes and thinks of him.

She's done this many times and finds it easier to slip into his dreams. When she does, she's not surprised that it's in the wilderness with gaming trails and whatnot. Taking the path, she walks, knowing it will lead to him. Seeing him naked and sitting on the forest floor, she smiled. When she hears, 'What can I help you with, Sasha?' It startles her, cause she doesn't like being called by that name from his lips. She prefers to be called: slut, cock-whore, and even bitch. Not her name. However, it centers her, and not in a good way, as she likes. Coming to her senses, she asks, "Just came in to chat. Nothing else."

Sam chuckles cause he knows his slut. She always has ulterior motives. Opening one eye, he sees his chuckling is making her sad and stops. With a nod, he says, "Sit and talk. What's on your mind?"

Reluctantly, she follows her Master's orders and swipes her butt before sitting down on the ground. Sitting comfortably, she doesn't know how to start, and right before she is about to ask, he talks first. Which is irritating, to say the least.

"I enjoyed every second." Seeing the confusion on her face, Sam smiles and says, "You forget sometimes that we're bonded. I can read your thoughts before you even ask. So, yeah, I had fun, and she was so tight back there. It's unbelievable. Hindsight, I'm surprised you came in here to ask that, cause I enjoy it with everyone who wants it. I know you love it the most, then it's Vivian, baby-girl, and so on. Anything else on your mind?"

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Sasha asks before even thinking it.

Shaking his head, he says, "No. I don't think so." Then he remembers. He's supposed to propose to baby-girl today, but time ran out. Plus, the whole orgy last night changed everything, and he lost track of time. Looking over at his slut, he says, "Yeah. Shit happens." Thinking for a moment, he says, "I have a job to do tonight for the witches. With that said, I hate to do it again, but Tessa will have to do patrols without me. This takes precedence, cause this is important. Meeting a different faction other than werewolves or vampires is important. So with that said, just let baby-girl know to come see me while I'm sleeping, and I'll get it done. Thanks for the reminder, slut. Yeah, I know. I do it to keep you on your toes. Plus, you're insatiable with your sex questions. So, to stop your thinking, I go there, and it works every time. What's our plan for tomorrow morning?"

"Thanks, Master. I prefer that from your lips than my name. As for tomorrow, we have to go shopping, specifically grocery shopping. If we're having a get-together tomorrow night, we need food. Plus, we need the essentials for the pack, and to keep my lover happy, she needs snacks. She can be a whiny bitch if she runs out of snacks to eat, but I love her all the same. Do you have any plans?"

"Can't think of anything. Things might change after tonight's fiasco with Rochelle, but I doubt it will affect our meeting tomorrow night. Your sister, Patricia, will stop by and drop off Vanessa. She'll be staying with us for a while until we get this vampire killer under wraps. Not a lot is happening this weekend, but I do have a date with Chrissy on Saturday. She wants to spend time with the family and me. Sunday is supposed to be Sophia's night, but she gave it away to someone else. Don't know who that could be, but she said it was a surprise. You know how much I like surprises. Next week is the reno. So much is happening, and yet, it's all the same." Sam says. Instantly, he feels her forehead touch his, and everything calms down within him.

With her mind, she says, "Just let it happen, Master. You can't control everything. Enjoy your nap. When you wake up, your order from Conals should be here waiting. Pizza is a good appetizer to run, but not good for missions. You need protein, and lots of it. You worked hard last night and need sleep. We'll do our part while you're away. Don't you worry, we'll call if we need you." With that said, she sends her dying love to him through the bond. To her surprise, she receives it back and more. Her eyes opened as she peered into his. She says, "I'll leave you to it. Don't be long. Love you." She stands up and swipes her bottom free from dirt, then turns around to head back.

Sam shakes his head and says, "Why are you cleaning yourself in my dream? We both know in reality that you're naked and in bed beside me. Sometimes I don't get you."

Sasha turns her head and says, "Habits die hard, and besides in feels real here to me. I know you prefer me naked." With that said, she dismisses her clothes and walks in a straight line, swaying her hips so his eyes have something to feast on before getting back to his meditation. Feeling his eyes on her is the best feeling ever.

Chapter 25.2

Sam can't get enough of his slut's amazing backside. She knows his kinks, what he likes, and how to flaunt them. Guess that's why she's his first slut after all. Watching her go is hard, but he needs to get back to his meditation. So much is going on, and he needs to get some sleep. Being the Dire is pulling him in many directions, and yet, he finds himself focused on his harem the most. A question popped into his head to ask her about his request for more information on LaCroix from her uncle, but, looking for her, she had already left. Shaking his head, he missed the opportunity again. It's significant, but it's not the end of the world. When he's back in the 'Real', he'll write it down and ask her. Shaking his head at the missed opportunity, he closed his eyes and resumed meditating. So much to see and yet to understand.

Sasha pulls herself out of his dreams to find that her chest is a drooling mess. Guess her lover had a field day and let things happen. Feeling disgusted, she extricates herself from her and slides down to head to the washroom. While wiping up the mess, she heard the doorbell and knew that her Master's order had just arrived. Heading downstairs, she opened the door and gave the driver a peek of her nakedness before grabbing the plastic bag. Offering a wave, she sees his bulge growing unexpectedly. Still smiling, she feels her wetness dripping down her leg. Closing the door behind her, she feels extra naughty, but happy that her Master's meal has arrived. Heading to the kitchen, she places it in the oven to keep it warm before climbing the stairs to be back with both of them.

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Heather shakes her head and says, "I wasn't thinking that at all. We both know that running back and forth will not generate enough heat to transform back. Besides, if it did, then the cameras would pick up your nakedness and create a unique problem altogether. No, I have a better solution. Come here and kiss me?"

"Really! I don't think it's the best time to make-out and I don't think it will help with my issue." Tanya says as she folds her arms underneath her breasts.

Rolling her eyes, Heather shakes her head and says, "Hello!? I'm the scientist here. I have a hunch that this will turn you back, and besides, what do you have to lose? You asked me to help, and guess what, this is helping? If you think you can do it yourself, then by all means, do it."

Feeling frustrated, Tanya remembers she asked her sister/lover for help. If she thinks this will help, it's best to try. Walking over, she stares at her sister and leans in to capture her lips. To her amazement, she feels different when she does, like a heated current or spark being ignited within. Suddenly, she feels her lover's hand sliding down her chest to cop a feel of her breast. Tweaking the nipple, she lets out a moan through the kiss but doesn't stop. Soon, that hand inches down her soft belly and between her thighs. Feeling her fingers caressing her pussy and then diving into her sex, she could't help but let go with her feelings. Her lover's deft fingers know how to work her pussy, and soon she feels herself ready to explode. Getting closer to fulfillment, she reaches out and returns the favor. When her orgasm hits, her whole body heats up, and she feels every cell of her body come to life. Breathing deeply, she opened her eyes and saw that she's no longer translucent but back to normal. Turning her attention to her lover, she says, "Wow! Can't believe that worked. How did you know?"

"I didn't, but it was a good hunch. You mentioned you felt cold when it first happened. Therefore, I extrapolated and developed this idea. Glad it worked out. Now I don't think coldness triggered you to shift into your new form. I think it's along the lines of being scared that did it. By me poking you, you just increased your sensitivity and spooked yourself. Now you know that you have this ability, and like anything else, you need to experiment with it. It's like a muscle and needs to be flexed when you need it." Heather says as she tries to reassure her sister.

Tanya's thrilled to be back to normal, and she owes it all to her amazing sister/bonded. Stepping forward, she hugs her and kisses her cheek. With her thoughts, she says, "I love you. More than anything. You're always there for me when I need you. Thanks again."

"No need for thanks. We're bonded, and I would always be there, regardless. I love you too, baby. Glad to see your pink nipples again. We have about 30 minutes left of your lunch. Any ideas on what you want to eat?" Heather asks with a sardonic smile. To her amazement, she heard, 'You!' Her lover instantly tackled her to the floor and dived between her legs to reciprocate the orgasm she had just received.

After 15 minutes, both women were moaning with pleasure. One's licking up the sweet nectar while the other one is livid with pleasure. Lying beside each other, Heather says, "Wow! That was... spectacular. Besides my pussy, are you hungry for anything else, cause you still have a few hours to go before we can close up shop?"

"I could raid the fridge and see if there's anything left there, but we could just order something and have it delivered. But you're right, pussy alone won't get me through the next 4 hours. I'll get dressed, and you find me something to eat. Thanks again for all your thoughts, insights, and love." Sending her thoughts and feelings through the bond, she watches her bonded's face become flushed. Smiling, she heads to her clothes pile and starts getting dressed. Slowly, she puts them on to only hear her sister call out ideas for dinner. She settles on tacos, cause she just ate one before getting dressed.

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Vivian can't wait to see Cheryl, her assistant manager, clock out. She's been snooty with her all day because she caught the thief and not her. Plus, she's upset that the thief in question is none other than their number one customer. She thinks I entrapped her into stealing, and only did it to get attention from head office. Shaking her head, Viv did the math, and the theft totaled over $1000 over a six-month period. Still, her assistant manager thinks it's okay to have sales and lose merchandise here and there. She heads into the back to keep her emotions under control, even though her fingernails are turning into claws. Settling in the back and between boxes, she breathes through her nose and out through her mouth to calm the fuck down.

Tiffany heads into the back to check in with the store manager and possibly a friend. She's happy that Viv offered her an opportunity to try out her man. It's weird, but if he has multiple women servicing him, then he must be doing something right. Just thinking about the outcome is making her wet. Heading back to check on her, she says, "Viv, are you okay?" Seeing her agitated, she says, "Viv. I know you're upset, and possibly disappointed. An assistant manager should stand with their store manager. If I were in her shoes, I wouldn't mock you as she has. I think you did the right thing, even though she was our number one customer. Just came back here to let you know, I have your back."

Having gotten her breathing under control, she looks down at her hands, and they revert to fingers. Hearing Tiff's words helped, and knows she's made the right decision in bringing her into the fold. Standing up for what you believe in matters, and standing up to your store manager makes a difference. If she's doing this, then you know she would stand up for her Master in times of need. Smiling inwardly, she made the right choice in bringing Tiff to him, and she's proud. Standing straighter, she smiles at Tiff and says, "Thanks for the kind words, and you're right, she should stand with her store manager than against. I have to correct that at some point." Chuckling to herself. Walking over to her, she smiles and says, "One more day. Nervous?"

Tiff heard her words and immediately looked down. She's excited, but since her friend mentioned it, she's anxious about it. Watching from afar differs from actually meeting someone up close. Plus, she wants to know the whole deal and why he has so many girlfriends at his disposal. Is he rich, or does he have a lot of charisma? Viv said he has a lot of stamina to satisfy his women. So many questions to ask, and yet her time is coming soon. One more day, and she'll learn everything. Tilting her head up, she says, "A little. Can't help it. Just shocked about the invite, and that you want to share him with me. It's unnatural, and yet intriguing at the same time." She stands frigid when Viv leans forward to whisper in her ear. Her heart beats hard, cause she's invading her space, and yet there's something else, a feeling that stirs in her belly. She never thought this would happen or be explored. She's so close that she can feel the heat radiating off her. It's calming and yet stimulating. Hearing her words calms her, but her body shudders from the closeness. It's quick, and yet it lasted forever in her eyes. Her first thought is, 'Is Viv into girls as well?' Seeing her eyes as they pierce hers when she pulls back. She feels her stare on her lips and feels the heat in her core expand. Does she want to kiss me? What would that feel like? Do I want it? But all she really does is think about what she said, 'Don't be. Just follow your heart, and all will be explained. Look forward to seeing you there, sister.' Hearing her pause on sister, she feels the warmth growing as it travels down her belly and into her pussy. Feeling heat radiating in her panties, she squirmed to keep the moisture at bay. She asks herself, 'What's happening to me?'

Viv knows she invaded her friend's personal space, but didn't want anyone else to hear her words. Cheryl had her shot, but isn't willing to share. She can dream about her man's cock for all she cares. He's the best thing, and her co-worker can't get it together. Her loss, but it could be Tiff's gain. Even though she invaded her personal space, her words brought a new meaning to her family. Plus, there's an undeniable attraction to what she said that she just realized. She holds back, but her eyes dart to her lips. Viv wants to lick those lips to see if her coworker would respond, but as her store manager, it's wrong. Pulling back is the hardest, but given time, she might be open down the road. Just as long as she accepts, Master. Time will tell.

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Sam wakes up from his nap, and the first thing that gets his attention is the giggles coming from no other than Tessa. With a slight scowl, he wonders if he woke up to an alternate reality cause Tessa has never giggled. Looking perplexed, he looks at his slut and gives her a curious stare. All he gets in return is a smile, but he hears, 'What? This happens. Occasionally. I will admit it's odd coming from her, but you definitely put our little omega into a whole different mood. Congrats, I think you might have broken her. Finally!' Rolling his eyes, he wished. All he did was take her anal virginity and unlock a new version of herself. Nothing life-changing. Shaking his head, he shrugs his shoulders as if whatever and heads out to get a quick shower. Leaving his mates behind, he heads to his bathroom that's close to his bedroom.

Finishing his shower, he heads back into his room to see Tessa finally calming down but cuddling up to his slut. Giving her a slight nod, he heads to his closet to find something to wear for his upcoming mission. Grabbing some old clothes, he heads back into his old room and grabs the necessities. Getting dressed, he grabs his wallet and gives a slight salute to his mistress. However, with his mind, he says, "Have fun with her." He instantly hears, 'Will do, Master. Be careful out there.' Along with the message, he feels her love and knows she wants him to come home safe. Heading downstairs to the kitchen, he opened the oven and retrieved his Connal's dinner. Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, he settles down in a chair and checks his messages.

Time flies as he checks all his messages from his mates and replies to them. Setting his phone down, he continued to eat his delicious sub. When he gets to the end, he's feeling slightly down that it's all over, but looking at his phone, he knows he's running out of time. Pushing his seat back, he cleans up the best he can. Before grabbing a jacket, he thinks of his baby-girl. Not liking this new arrangement, but knowing that she's keeping her sister, his mate, safe. He says under his breath, "Miss her." Thinking about her, he wandered into her Lab. It's been a long time since he was last there. Checking out the surroundings, he looks into the microscope and raises his eyebrows when he sees four cells. Shrugging his shoulders, he wonders what that means. Heading deeper, he looks at the centrifuge and sees a test tube. Upon closer inspection, he pulls it out and sees it's the last vial of his essence. Shrugging, he pockets it inside his jacket. Doing a final sweep, he looks at his clock, and it's quarter to 8 pm. Time to ride, cause you never know about traffic. Adeline said, 9 pm sharp. Better get there early than late. Turning around on his feet, he heads out to slip on his shoes. Grabbing the keys from the key rack, he reaches out to his slut and says, "Heading out. Be back when I can. Take care, bitch." He immediately hears, 'Be safe, my love.'

Taking the Sprinter Van, he backs it into the driveway and heads left to the end of the street. He makes his way to Mountain View Cemetery. It's been a good minute or two since he's been there. However, he remembers it vividly. They're actually on their first supernatural mission against 50 ghouls, and slut received his gift of telepathy. Fun times seeing his women fighting, and knowing he's not alone in this fight. With all the traffic, he pulls into the cemetery and parks it at the entrance. Rolling down the window, he spoke to the watch attendant. He's informed that the cemetery was closed and will open tomorrow. Shaking his head, he says the password and watches the attendant's eyes grow wide. He hears, 'No one has informed me they're back in action. Are you sure?'

Sam smiles and says, "Hope not, but I'm under good authority that the person who raised them will be here tonight to raid another crypt. My job is to capture and bring her to justice. And then we can close the book on ghouls forever." Offering him a quick nod. Seeing the nod back, he watches the attendant open the gate and hears, 'Happy hunting. Hope you find your prey.' Nodding again, he says, "Me too." Then whispers to himself, "Me too." Putting the van into drive, he eases through and parks the vehicle off to the side. Pulling the card out of his pocket, he searched for the crypt's name and found the location. He follows his phone's app in the general direction and then parks further back. He doesn't want to spook her by parking close. Plus, he has very good eyesight thanks to his Dire senses.

Looking at the time, he has about 30 minutes to wait. Sitting back, he stares at the standalone crypt, waiting for her arrival. Sure enough, he sees movement. Sitting straight up, he watches a woman use her powers to break the lock and enter the concrete crypt. Not wasting any time, he eases out of his vehicle and silently closes his door. With his enhanced senses and agility, he's at the door of the crypt in seconds. Counting to ten, he enters. Usually, it would take a 'Norm' a few minutes for their eyes to adjust to no light, but his vision is perfect. He watches a beam of light coming from her flashlight as she looks for the right crypt. Walking slowly in, he sees her turn startled and wonders what tipped her off. She must have left something magical at the entrance, and he accidentally set it off. Offering a smile, he's about to say something, but hears her say, 'What are you doing here? Wait... If you're here, then this is a trap to capture me. Fuck! I should have known. The information was too easy to get. No worries.' Watching her raise her hands and start muttering an arcane phrase. He doesn't hesitate and runs over to her. After pulling her hands behind her back, he used the yellow yarn he possessed to secure them. Seeing her hands secured, he says, "Not today, babe. Someone is eagerly waiting to see you. Come."

Rochelle struggles with her bonds, trying to move her hands in such a way as to produce magic. But when none comes, she complains, "Untie me at once. Or so help me, I will turn you into a mouse." Seeing his smile unhinges her, and she knows she's been caught. She thinks to herself, 'I can't use magic. So, the bonds must be some type of anti-magic. Struggling only makes the bonds tighter. Genius. I'll go for now, but I'll fight to get out.' Being escorted out of the crypt, she puts up a fight by struggling, which only leads to her demise, cause she falls face-first. Luckily, her huge melons saved her face from getting crushed. Hearing him chuckle, she says, "Don't just stand there, pick me up! You're enjoying this, aren't you, Dire?"

Sam reaches down to grab her shoulder, but with her struggling like a fish out of water, he grabs her chest by accident. He immediately hears, 'Watch where you're grabbing there. I can report you for sexual assault.' Rolling his eyes, he responded, "If you hadn't been struggling, I would've grabbed your shoulder instead, but someone had to move. Since you brought it up, they sure feel nice. May I ask your cup size?" Picking her up, his eyes gazed over her attire. He sees her in black leather pants that are form-fitting. Leather high-heeled boots to complement the pants. Moving up, she's wearing a form-fitting corset that does wonders in pushing her breasts together and showing off a delectable amount of cleavage. Lastly, she's wearing a blue trench coat without a belt. On her right wrist is a charm bracelet, and a brooch around her neck. Brown eyes stare into his bright blue ones. Guess his stare rattled her, hence why she's staring back with imminent intent. Shrugging his shoulders, he says, "Just wondering. Not a breast man per se, but I look. Up to you." Waiting for a response. Getting none, he says, "Suit yourself. Definitely makes the ride better. Your loss."

Instantly, he picked Rochelle up and carried her over his shoulder. No grunts whatsoever. He picked her up with ease. Guess being the Dire gave him incredible strength, cause she isn't light by any means. Her breasts weigh a lot, but she loves them. Magic definitely made her feel more attractive. Feeling his hands carry her with ease, if she weren't a witch, a woman could fall for a guy like this. Shaking her head at the thought, she asks, "Where are you taking me?" Feeling her body jostle against him, she raises her head and sees a Sprinter van near here. She then says, "This is kidnapping. You can get jail time for this."

Sam snickers but says nothing. Upon reaching his van, he says, "We can do this one of two ways. I can treat you like a lady and have you seated for your journey. Or treat you like a bag of potatoes and have you lie on the floor. What will it be?" Not hearing an answer, he says, "Fine. Potatoes it is." He picks her off his shoulders and drops her directly on the middle bench in the back. Smiling at her, he says, "If you're a good witch, I'll let you speak, but if not, I can shut you up for the long haul. Let's get acquainted. Shall we?" Closing the van's doors, he heads to the front of the vehicle, drives around it, and heads for the exit. Waving at the cemetery attendant, he headed out. Feeling an intense burning pain in his pocket, he pulled out the business card. On the back, this time is a different address, along with wording: 'Come here instead.' Plugging the address into his phone. It guides him. Hearing the AI's voice, it tells him to head south on Fair Oaks Ave. When you get to the light, make a right onto W. Woodbury Road. The fourth light, make a left onto Lincoln Avenue. Stay on this road, as it turns into Prospect Boulevard. The entire trip should take you about 10 minutes.

The entire trip is relatively quiet, but hearing the female AI's voice, Rochelle can extrapolate on where he's taking her. With a muffled groan, she says, "Whatever Adeline is paying you, I'll double it." Hearing no response, she tries with another counter, "Triple?" Hearing no reply, she groaned in frustration.

Chuckling to himself, he says, "Don't like it when it's on the opposite foot, hmm? Not interested in your money, Rochelle. A job is a job, and the Raven's circle has a beef with you. You've been a naughty witch, and we should bring you up for your crimes. A lot of norms got seriously injured at your last cemetery heist. Did it turn up anything?" He immediately hears, 'NO! It was a bust. Bad intel.' Shrugging his shoulders, he says, "They were stupid regardless. Shooting at your illusions. If I hadn't been there, things could've been worse for them. Shooting randomly could cause friendly fire. Oh well, only the leaders got seriously injured."

"Who cares about 'Norms?' If it weren't for them, our world would be in better hands, but we're constantly fighting neighbor against neighbor for what? It's stupid. We should start a war with them, and this time we'll be on top, not them." Rochelle says with a sneer.

Sam shakes his head as he waits for the light to change to green. He says, "You're wrong. Yeah, we have better weaponry now compared to the witch trials; it would be a total massacre. We already have a war brewing between werewolves and vampires. If it gets captured and falls into the 'Norm' hands, we're fucked. The Secret needs to be a secret, and I will do everything in my power to keep it there. We're almost there."

Trying to break free from her bonds, Rochelle gets frustrated and tries a different tactic. She rights herself up and says, "They're M cups." Then hears, 'Hmm?' She sighs deeply and looks down. Speaking up, she says, "You asked my cup size. Well, they are M cups. Used to be a B at one point, but once I came into my power, I made some... modifications." Chuckling to herself, she continues, "I love them. They grab everyone's attention. Since I answered, how about you tell me how big is it?"

Snickering to himself, Sam thinks of a podcast from the past where they explored a famous actor's cock. Looking in the rearview mirror, he says, "I can tell you, but you won't believe it. So why bother telling you? The only way you'll find out is when you ask for it. I won't be crude and just ram it down your throat or your other holes. No. If you want me, then you have to beg."

Shaking her head, she mutters, "I'll never beg. Just curious. When we met last, it was significant. Quite impressive. If you don't want to share, then it's up to you. But I'll never beg." She immediately hears, 'Will see!'

Pulling into the driveway, Sam sees a brown, two-story ranch-style house. With lots of flora in the front and out back. Guess they love their privacy. Putting the van into park, he steps out and walks around the vehicle. He's about to open the side door, but finds it locked. Shaking his head, he stares at her defiant ones. Reaching into his pocket, he unlocked the doors and opened them. He then smiles, "Nice try. Let's get this over with. The sooner you're judged, the sooner I can be back with my mates. Glad to have this job over with." Hauling her out like a bag of potatoes, he carried her over his shoulder, and when he reached the front door, he dropped her onto her feet. There's no doorbell, so he brings his knuckles to the door to knock. Just when he's about to knock, the front door opens, and he sees a very mature but beautiful redhead with green eyes.

Looking at her closely, he sees slight crow's feet at the edge of her eyes, but other than that, she's rather beautiful. Dressed in a red casual dress with a deep V-cut showing off a hint of her cleavage. He sees no nylons, but she is wearing sandals. Tilting his head to the side in question, he wonders if he's got the right address and how she knows he was about to knock?

Seeing that look, Adel smiles at him and says, "You're indeed in the right place, and your idea of witches is wrong. We don't dress in all black, wear pointed hats, and sit in front of a cauldron all day. No, we have lives like anyone else. We're entrepreneurs. We sell our wares, help the 'Norms with love and ailments of the like. Some of us have simple jobs, but at night we pray to the Goddess, who gives us our power. I should say some of us do." Her eyes look over at the captured Rochelle. Smiling at her, she says, "Welcome back, Rochelle. It's so nice to see you again."

Turning her eyes back to him, Adel says, "Sorry, I got carried away. I'm Adeline, but you may call me Adel. Yes, I'm a witch, but all the power in the world can't make me sing like her. I do what I can with what I've got. You've done well, Mr. Harrington, or should I say, 'The Dire'?" Seeing his look of shock, she continued, "Yes, I know who you are. We've been watching you. Right, pet?" Just then, a black raven fell from the sky and entered the home.

The raven bows to his mistress and says, "Indeed, Mistress. Rain is coming. May I?" He's cut off when his Mistress gives him a nod.

Looking down at him, Adel addresses her familiar and says, "Glorious. Rain, we definitely need. Granted, here, it's more of a thunderstorm, but it brings essence to my garden and plants alike. It's a rebirth for us. As for you, Pet, you may stay, but don't harass my sisters. You can partake in our evening meal. Ask Naomi to make you a plate. Now leave us." She smiles when she sees everyone watching a raven bow down to his mistress and then watches him fly into the house with ease.

Sam offers a smile and watches her closely. Soon, he sees her bring her hands together and says something that's not quite understandable. There's a bright light, and in her hands is a golden cuff. His eyes came together, wondering what she called forth.

Adel walks forward and reaches around Rochelle. When the cuff comes into contact with her arm, it immediately locks into place. Turning her attention to him, she says, "You can untie her. She can't cast magic any longer. The anti-cuff is in place; I alone can remove it.

Following the head witch's order, Sam unties Rochelle's constraints. Instantly, she's grabbing her wrist to get blood flow back into her hands.

Rochelle turns to Adel and says, "Why have you brought me here?"

"Isn't it obvious? You broke the cardinal rule and acted on your own. You may have gained your inheritance, but not all of it. We, witches, had to cover your ass every step of the way. You brought harm to the 'Norms' by raising the dead. You're just like your mother. No sense at all. It's all about you and power. Not the circle of life." Adel looks at her with disgust. Seeing that arrogant face of hers, she says, "You're here to be tried for your crimes. Punishment is either: no magic or death."

Rochelle rolls her eyes and says, "What crimes? I did what I had to do to keep him and his lot busy. So what if I raised the dead and turned them into ghouls? He handled both instances nicely, despite some loss of life. Now, the third time was all his doing. He battled the 'Norms.'"

Shaking her head, Adel says, "You never accept fault for raising the ghouls. If it hadn't been for him, you would've alerted the 'Norms' that witches exist. The witch trials were bad enough, and none of us wants to see that again. No. We told you that gaining these artifacts would bring ruin not only to you but to everyone that you interact with. If it hadn't been for you, none of those 'Norms' would've been there. For Christ's sake, one person is paralyzed, and another is disfigured. If it hadn't been for us, the cops would've been all over us. We intervened and threw them off the trail. You're just like your mother... reckless."

Rochelle rolls her shoulders and asks, "So where is the last piece of my inheritance?"

"It's all about what you need/want. Your inheritance? Were you able to harness the power of the three you have? No? Since you're here and can't use magic, I'll share. Our esteemed grand witch, Eileen, took it and didn't share the location with any of us. She took that secret to her grave. So, when I tell you, we do not know where it's located, and if we knew, I wouldn't share it with you. I get it, sister. You want your inheritance to understand your mother. Well, she was the only one who could use all four. But it came with a consequence: you and your father. She wanted to use the four talismans to bring the 'Norms' to their knees; to make the world a better place. But in reality, she wanted to rule and make the world in her own image. The power consumed her, and with it her life. After she passed on, we hid the other three talismans with our dead, hoping to prevent their reawakening. But you came to us asking for something that we, as witches, can't give. You gained three of the four and can't harness the power. We've tried and failed. With it, we resorted to hiding them away until you came along to redo what your mother tried. Give it up. You're not like her. Sorry, kid," Adel says to her, but she only hears, 'Lies!'

Turning her attention to Sam, she says, "Sorry. Bet you're here for payment. Follow me." She leans him deeper into the house. From the entryway, she heads left into the Living room and then right into the Dining room. Grabbing that satchel, she turns around and offers it to him. She then says, "Sorry for dragging you into our personal matters. It's good to finally meet you, and I look forward to working alongside you in the future."

Sam sees 6 women seated at the dining room table. Their eyes are feasting on him, taking in every detail. With his wolf's senses, he can hear their hearts beating rapidly as well as see the heat pooling in the lower half of their bodies. Closing his eyes, he could smell a bouquet of unique scents coming from them and the food being prepared in the kitchen. Turning his attention to Adel, he says, "Thanks, but you can keep it. It's nice to finally meet you and your coven as well. As any prominent leader, I have questions, but my primary concern is Rochelle. Yes, she has done some heinous things to find some closure to her mother's passing. I like, with your permission, to watch the proceedings. I was there for all three attacks, and can bear testimony."

Letting out a deep sigh, Adel finds composure and says, "This is a private matter. Your jurisdiction in this matter is void. We told her this would come, and did she listen? No! Now she faces the consequences of her actions. She may either lose her magic or die. What say you, Rochelle?" Looking at her.

"I would rather die than lose my magic." Rochelle spits out.

Sam looks at Rochelle and then at Adel. He gives her a stern look but says, "There's a third option." Seeing both their eyes on him, he acts. His eyes immediately glow as his canines grow within his mouth. Grabbing Rochelle, he turns her around and instantly bites her chest.

Rochelle howls from the pain as she tries to fight him off.

Adel's eyes are wide with disbelief. Is the Dire going to turn her, a witch, into a werewolf? When he pulls back, she sees the puncture marks of his canines, but then sees a faint mark growing just above her left breast. Before she's able to say something, she watches in horror when he pulls something out of his coat pocket, pinches Rochelle's nose, and dumps a vial of something down her throat. Her eyes grew big, cause she could detect a sweet smell coming from the vial. She knows what that is, and her heart hammers for what it contains. So do her sisters as they push back their chairs. Watching Rochelle swallow the contents. Their eyes meet on her chest and watch the punctured wounds heal instantly, and a black line traces his mark. Everyone is in awe, but the head witch knows that the sample in that vial was a lot more than a healing ointment. Staring in disbelief, she asks, "Is that what I think it is?"

"Yes. It's my essence. She's now addicted to it, and I marked her as 'Mine'." Sam says to her.

Shaking her head, Adel realized with displeasure that... The Dire took action and changed the course of the trial. He interfered in their matters, but he can save them all if he shares his essence with them. She tells herself, 'Don't screw this up. His essence might be the key they've been looking for: 'The Fountain of Youth.' Taking a deep breath, she says, "Dire. You just... Interfered in our trial by jury. However, yes, there was indeed a third option. Since you 'Marked' her, she is now your problem. Before you go, I'll answer all your questions, but I do have a request."

Rochelle's in a daze and can't fathom what transpired. All she can focus on at the moment is pain, but the sweet-tasting elixir she just swallowed. Hearing Adel's comments, she wakes up from her ordeal and says, "What did I just swallow?"

"The Dire took you out of the equation by marking you as 'His'. You are no longer on trial, and what you just swallowed is his essence. Every woman in that room wants to be in your shoes. Even me." Adel exclaims, but the last sentence was said under her breath. She hoped no one heard cause it would make her look odd in front of his eyes. Bringing her hands together, she waves them to her sisters, and they settle down.

Sam's eyes read the room and saw a lot of hungry women. Their hearts are beating rapidly, eyes staring not at his eyes but at his groin, and it's very uncomfortable. Turning his attention to Adel, he says, "Can we talk somewhere... privately?"

Seeing his agitation and the room of her sisters, she says, "This way." Adel leads him back into the living room, passing the front door and into the den. Sitting in the high-backed chair, she motions for them to sit on the couch. Crossing her legs, she says, "Ask your questions."

Chapter 25.3

After closing up, Vivian calls for an Uber and is the first one home. Sliding off her heels, she walks straight through the foyer to see what food Master or Mistress got for them. Starving, she slides her purse to the floor and sees 3 large boxes of pizza. Opening each one, she sees a plain cheese, supreme, and last, meat deluxe. Grabbing a plate, she piles slices onto it and heads to the fridge to grab a bottle of ice-cold water. Taking a seat at the breakfast nook, she dived in. To her surprise, it's utterly quiet. Reaching out with her senses, she hears Mistress and Tessa upstairs. She then says, "Thanks for the pizza. Definitely hits the spot. How was your day, Mistress?"

Combing through Tessa's ash-colored hair, Sasha smiles to herself. "It was a slow day, but it was good. Master finally took your sister's anal cherry today. You missed out. She was all giggles afterwards until exhaustion won out. She's resting now. As for the pizza, Master got it for you girls. How was your day, sis?"

"It... was okay," Vivian replies as she concentrates on her meal. She then says, "Is Master here?"

Sasha stops combing and says, "No, he's not. He has a job to do tonight -- a witch hunt for Raven's Circle. Knowing him, he'll meet and greet the witches and get their feel for the supernatural world. As for you, you don't sound okay to me. Spill it. Don't hold back."

Letting out a deep sigh, Vivian shares her day with her. Sharing every tidbit about Cheryl's attitude towards her. She wished she could pull her aside and give her a piece of her mind, but it wouldn't solve anything. After sharing, she feels a little bit better and offers thanks to her Mistress for being interested. Biting her lip, she thinks of her Master. Constantly working to better the supernatural world and keep food on the table for his family. 'He works so hard for us.' She thinks to herself.

"What time do you work tomorrow?" Sasha asked. She then hears, 'I open tomorrow. Usually, Cheryl opens on Fridays, but I had to adjust my schedule to get Wednesday off. Why do you ask, sis?' A grin on her face, she says, "Guessing that Cheryl has the afternoon shift, hmm?" Hearing a 'Yes' confirms it. Smiling, she says, "Don't worry, baby. Mistress will rectify the issue for you."

"What are you going to do?" Vivian asks.

Snuggling up to her lover, Sasha says, "Can't put it off any longer; I need to have a chat with Cheryl about Master's cock, and her loss of not pursuing him. As for your problem, she shouldn't be on the opposite of her store manager. Should stand together, but she would rather poke holes--time to kill two birds with one stone. Don't worry, sis. I got you. Just going to talk with her."

Upon hearing that, Vivian snickers to herself at what that conversation will sound like. It's Cheryl's own fault for letting this opportunity slip away. Plus, she wonders what Cheryl 2.0 will sound like. Feeling the stress slide off her shoulders, she says, "Thanks, Mistress." Picking up another slice, she takes another bite and feels the stress slowly dissipate. Sitting back in her chair, she feels a lot better. Just then, she heard a key in the door lock and wondered if it was her baby girl, but was shocked to hear it was her other sister, Patricia.

Closing the door behind her, PT looks around, and it's been a good minute since the last time she visited this place. She says, "Anybody home?" To her surprise, she heard, 'Welcome home, sister. Mistress is upstairs attending to her lover. I'm in the kitchen eating a snack. What brings you here?'

"Master isn't home?" Patricia asks. Instantly, she hears, 'Sis, come upstairs. Let's chat.' Smiling, she climbed the stairs with Vanessa in tow. When she reaches the top step, she makes a right and heads into her old Master's room. Seeing her sister and her lover in bed, she gave them a sly smile. She says, "Don't you two look cozy together. Hope I'm not bothering you with my sudden visit? Should I wait for you downstairs?"

Sasha rolls her eyes and says, "Don't be like that. You're more than welcome. I invited you up here, remember. As for your question, Master's out. He took a job for the witches tonight and should be back later on." Suddenly, Tessa awakens and feels two sets of eyes staring at her. Covering herself with a sheet, startled. Rolling her eyes, Sasha says, "Don't mind her. She had a wonderful afternoon with Master. She gave up her last hole today."

"Sasha! You shouldn't share my intimate details with everyone. It should be private, and you're embarrassing me." Tessa says as she sinks deeper into bed under the covers.

Sasha looks at her lover and says, "You shouldn't feel embarrassed. It's a rite of passage for us women when we give up our last hole for our lover. Everyone in this room has given up theirs. You also have to remember, we're his harem, and we share. Meaning we share him, share each other, and help one another, whether it's sex-related or other things. Right, sis?"

Patricia immediately speaks up and says, "We do. Mistress is right. It's not embarrassing to give your lover every access." The two women in bed were shocked when another set of eyes suddenly peered into the room and revealed someone new. Smiling, she says, "Mistress. Let me introduce you to Vanessa. Vanessa, don't be shy. Come and meet Master's first slut, and his omega."

Stepping forward, Vanessa walks with grace with her hands behind her back. Nodding her head, she says, "Nice meeting you both." Trying to keep her eyes lower than when meeting them.

Sasha reaches out to her sister and asks, "Is this her? Your husband's widow?" Seeing the nod, she lets out a deep sigh. Sitting up, she dropped the sheet that was covering her breasts. Placing her hands on her heart, she says, "Nice to meet you, Vanessa. Master shared everything. We have no secrets between us. So don't be nervous or upset." Sliding out of bed, she walks over and slips on her panties before striding over to welcome the new sister into the fold. When she's closer, she smiles and says, "Hey! Don't be shy. We're all women here, and have sampled one another. I came to extend my hand to you and welcome you to our home. Also, sorry for your loss. It's difficult to lose a loved one. However, Patricia and I would tell you that you have moved up in the world since meeting our lover. Am I right?" Offering a genuine smile.

Standing a little straighter, Vanessa brings her arms around and says, "I would have to agree with you there. It's too bad that Master isn't here. No matter. He is the Dire and has business to attend to. Look forward to meeting him again." Keeping her eyes low again.

Not seeing her eyes, Sasha speaks up and says, "Hey! We're not like that. There's no slut or slave hierarchy here. Granted, I'm his first slut, and Mistress of the House Dire. I get satisfied daily amongst his other women, but we all share him. He tells me, you're a lot like me. It's nice to have something in common. Most of the women here are much stronger than we are and can hold out, but I can't. It's only been a couple of hours, and yet, I miss him. You feel me, don't you?" Seeing her eyes and the nod brings a smile to her lips. She continues, "You're among friends. Better yet, sisters. We're family. You'll be safe with us. It's up to you if you want to attend patrols with us. We do them every night to make sure our home is safe for the next day."

Turning her attention to Patricia, she asked, "Did she bring a lot of clothes?"

"Just the essentials. You know, three werewolves cornered us. Luckily, Master was there to save us," Patricia replied. Seeing her sister nod, she hears, 'No worries. We can share for now, but we probably have to go shopping to get her a few things. Thanks for dropping her off for us. I know you're busy.' Patricia smiles and says, "Yes, a little, but not busy to see my sister. Missed you. Is baby-girl here?" Offering her a hug and a kiss.

"She will be here shortly," Sasha says. Keeping things vague, she continues, "She's picking up her sister, Tanya, from work." Looking at both of them, she asks, "Have you both fed?" Seeing the nods, she then says, "Let me get dressed. I know you prefer me like this, PT, but Vanessa is new." To her utter shock, she heard, 'You look magnifique! The perfect balance of beautiful.' From her new sister, Vanessa. Turning her attention towards her, she says, "Thank you. You look rather ravishing in your Versace dress. Look forward to seeing all of you soon." Biting her lip as her eyes roam over her curves.

"You have to ask for my permission first, lover." Tanya finally speaks again. Getting her lover, Sasha, to look at her with a smile and an eye roll. Immediately, she hears, 'You've been in bed all evening. Get up and head downstairs to get a bite to eat. You have to lead us on patrol tonight since the Master's away. Get to it, second in command.' She smiles at her lover and says, "Damn straight." Throwing back the sheet and comforter, she heads out to get dressed as well.

Vanessa's eyes bugged out at the beautiful women in the room. First, it was Patricia, and now Sasha, and Tessa. Damn, Master knows how to pick them. Still bi-curious, but do I even compare?

Seeing that look, Patricia walks up to her and says, "Don't think it. Master chose you for a reason, and if I remember correctly, he took both of us at the same time. Plus, you had him twice that night. I should be jealous, but I had fun being with you. Do you... want to?" She doesn't finish the sentence, but hears, 'Definitely. Love to feel your body again.'

Vanessa sees her sister struggling to speak her mind and says, "Definitely. Love to feel your body again, and much more." As she licked her lips. Seeing the hunger in her new friend's eyes, she hears Mistress say, 'Calm down. You two. We have three rooms to play in if you can't wait. Speaking of rooms. Come. Join me. Let me show you the new master suite.'

Everyone follows Sasha to the master suite. Upon entering, both Vanessa and Patricia's eyes grew wide when they looked at the new bed. Vanessa speaks up and says, "That's one enormous bed. Does it fit all of you?"

"Don't know. We haven't tried yet. However, he had an orgy last night where he took all 5 of us. He was... certainly an animal last night, for sure." Sasha replies. Just then, they heard a door slam shut. Turning to her sister, she smiles and says, "Baby-girl's home. Let's head down to make the introductions. Shall we?" Seeing the nods, they headed down to say hello. Tanya makes her escape to get a bite to eat.

After they introduced themselves, Patricia pulled Heather aside and asked, "Can I have a moment of your time?" Seeing the nod, she's shown to the Lab. Upon entering, she watched her sister close the door behind her. She hears, 'How may I be of service?' Taking a deep breath, she pulls out her phone and types. Turning it around to show her, it reads: Don't trust telepathy just yet, but I've been feeling weird this week.

Heather nods and pulls out her phone and types. It reads: Keep going. Share your symptoms, feelings, etc. I'm here for you.

Patricia shares her symptoms with her sister. She's been a vampire for over 35 years now and has never felt this way before. Drinking blood doesn't do it for her, and she wonders if it's some new virus or something. She says that seeing Master yesterday and sharing his essence did help, but it didn't last. What's going on with me?

Nodding her head, Heather heads to her desk and pulls out a hard case that contains her state-of-the-art syringe. Pulling it from the case, she says, "Going to take a sample of your blood and run a series of tests on it. What you're saying sounds familiar. This will only take about a minute or two. Ready?" Seeing the nod, she says, "It shouldn't hurt, but it will feel like a pinch." Pulling back her hand, she stabs her sister's thigh and watches it fill the test tube with her blood. Pulling it back out, she heads to the blood analyzer and sticks it into the machine. Pressing a few buttons, she stepped back. Looking over at her sister, she hears, 'Are you sure that's my blood and not the blood from others I drank before?'

Sitting down, Heather smirks cause most vampires believe that feeding off blood replenishes their own. Well, that's half true. Since they turn, they're on a whole different plane of existence. Their bodies stop making new red blood cells. To keep them in top shape, they have to drink blood from other donors to maintain their blood supply. When they do, they absorb some of their energy, or mana. This gives vampires enhanced senses, fast healing, and other gifts. Since they're taking the life force from others, their ultimate weakness is sunlight. The Vitamin D component that gives 'Norms' strong bones, etc. Suddenly, she hears the beep. Standing up, she reads the analysis. Smirking to herself, she says, "Well, it's not a virus."

* * * * *

Sam gets comfy next to Rochelle, who seems out of it. Shaking his head, he stared at Adel for a moment. In the other room, she said a lot, but with his hearing, he heard everything; even the things she said under her breath. He's looking at her differently and wonders what she's after. Then it dawns on him she wants his essence, but for what purpose? He shared with all of them that it's highly addictive once consumed, and yet, she's eager for it. 'Out of the frying pan and into the fire, they say. Left his harem to do a job, and yet the head witch and her coven want him for carnal reasons unknown. He can see that his stare is making her uncomfortable. When he asked to speak privately, all he wanted was to get away from the prying eyes of her coven. Taking a deep breath, he lets out slowly. Asking the first thing that came to his mind, he asked, "How old was your predecessor before she passed away?"

"Eileen, the former head witch of this very coven. She passed away in 1975 at the age of 285, I believe," Adel says with a straight face. Seeing his shock, she smiles and says, "Shocking, I bet. Head witches can live longer because of their coven. Each member gives a little of their power to their head witch, which sustains our lives. Our time with them, teaching them to become better witches, is their reward. So, it's a symbiotic relationship." Adel stresses.

"Eileen witnessed the persecution during the Salem witch trials. Thanks to her aunt, they fled Salem and slowly headed west. Along the way, they rebuilt their coven, and with it, they increased their power, so that day never happens again. You can learn a lot from people who experienced the hardships of the past. These young witches have it easy. The World Wars killed several witches in Europe and around the world. Mm, sorry. Education lesson for you, but for them it's all blah, blah, want more power." Adel says. Taking a breath, she asks, "Any other questions?"

Sam smiles as his eyes take in hers. He can see her hunger, and yet asks, "Just out of curiosity, how old are you?"

Chuckling to herself, Adele says, "It's not wise to ask a woman's age. Hasn't your mother told you that? Since you're young and still learning, I will share it. I'm 86 years old."

Sam's eyes grew wide, and he immediately said, "You look good for your age. I would've pegged you in your early 40s. Can you?" Moving his finger to suggest if she can still reproduce.

Snickering to herself, Adele says, "Those days are long past. Still can have sex, but can't conceive. I've had a couple when I was younger, and they moved on, so to speak." Seeing him not understanding, she continued, "I've outlived them. It's unfortunate, but it's life. I doubt you want to hear my backstory. Bet the real reason we're here is to escape the prying eyes of my sisters. They're harmless, but seeing your essence in the capsule startled them with their own needs. Needs of growing a daughter of their own to nurture them in our ways."

"Wait a second. Don't you have warlocks for that need? Like the books suggested, a warlock for 13 witches." Sam asks.

Shaking her head, Adel shifts slightly and says, "Fiction. If warlocks exist, they want only power and wouldn't care for us witches or our needs. Most powerful witches are virgins and give birth to offspring by artificial means. Just like in the animal kingdom, every woman wants powerful genes for their offspring. Seeing you and knowing you exist got them pretty motivated."

"But there's more, isn't there?" Sam asks.

Just then, Rochelle lets out a slight burp. Covering her mouth, she felt slightly embarrassed. Trying to compose herself, she felt odd. Her nipples became rock hard and pressed against her bra. Her breathing and heart rate speed up while the juncture between her thighs grows damp. She fidgets in her seat and needs to get up and check herself in the mirror. Looking in the mirror, she's shocked to see the outline of her mark grow darker. Turning around, she gasps and says, "The mark grows darker. What does that mean?"

"It means the more of my essence you consume, the more powerful you'll become. Whether it's my cum or blood, the line will darken and soon fill up. You choose your own power once it's filled." Sam says to her, but his eyes see something else entirely. Before he can say it, Adel beats him to the punch.

Adel speaks up and says, "Rochelle, you have a glow about yourself." However, in her mind, she wants, no, craves his power. She doesn't understand it, but her body craves what she sees. As head witch, she can't fall under his spell, cause it would ruin the coven, but for some reason her body betrays her and wants what Rochelle has. She envies her freedom to choose.

Turning his attention to Adel, Sam sees her hunger and smiles. She's trying really hard to control her primal urges. Perhaps I should help her out, and so he asks, "What is your request?"

Hearing him ask what she wants pulls her out of her revelry. She looks at him differently and knows that he just saved her from 'jumping into the rabbit hole'. Smiling, she says, "I would like a sample of your... mm, essence. For research purposes."

Shaking his head, he says, "I've already shared that it's highly addictive. Plus, you already informed me that your coven wants my genes to grow offspring for the future of your coven. I don't want to have that responsibility. If we did it the old-fashioned way, then that's a different story. What other purpose could you use it for?"

"Good question, but first, the young witches in the next room. They want to bear your child; however, we'll raise them on our own. You won't have any obligation to raise them. As for other purposes, I believe your essence can help many women over a spectrum of ailments. For instance, I have a client, more like a friend of mine. I've been treating her for early menopause. She's in her late twenties and suffers from extreme dryness." Adel says to him, satisfactory like, but sees he's confused. Shaking her head, she says, "She can't get wet to have sex for the life of her. Lube doesn't help her get in the mood either. It's killing her marriage, and she has tried many alternative therapies and drugs known to man."

Taking a deep breath, she says, "As for your essence, I believe your semen, not your sperm, can induce her to become wet and ready to mate. As for your sperm, well, I bet they can do miraculous things like make a person glow like Rochelle here. Perhaps it's the 'Fountain of Youth' that every woman dreams of. There are so many applications."

"You sound like my first slut. She had the same notion. What we've learned thus far, it helps with menstrual cramps and pain. It can reduce wrinkles, but I don't know for how long. My girlfriend is studying it and learning what she can. So, you're not alone. As I told my slut, I don't want to be milked daily to be used to make cosmetics or have every woman on the planet into me. My harem grows, but I have limits." Sam says to her.

"Just out of curiosity, how many women are in your harem?" Adel asks.

"Boy, uh... never count them all. Hmm, 10 sluts, a girlfriend, a slave, and 5 women in waiting. Plus, whatever this one wants to be." Pointing at the girl, who's still staring at the mirror.

Adel snickers to herself, but says, "Sounds like you have a coven of women at your beck and call. Before you ask, the Raven's Circle coven has 42 members, including myself. And yes, we're a large coven that's spread out all over the LA area. Some stay here and live their lives with me. Others live on their own but come when we need them or when we're celebrating a festival or day. You know how it goes." Seeing him nod and those piercing blue eyes that pierce your soul. She can't help but feel her body heat up when he looks at her. Rubbing her thighs together, she asked, "Are there any more questions to be asked?"

"One more question; maybe two." As he shrugs his shoulders. He stares and says, "Why should I cooperate or give my essence to you and your coven? What's in it for me?"

With her thighs still closed tight, Adel nods her head. She says, "That's a good question to ask. First, we've been waiting for your arrival. There's a truce between the factions, but both vampires and werewolves want to drink our mana-induced blood. Many a witch loses her life to the feeling of intense pleasure from the bite, and some lose their lives over it. Having you here will keep the peace. You probably don't know this, but we've been helping you since you came to be. We kept the secret from spreading from each ghoul infestation. All those caretakers' minds needed to be cleansed after the ordeal. Aren't you surprised that none of those mercenary groups have come after you yet? We stepped in to cloud their minds about your involvement. We're not asking a lot, but a little will go a long way. Plus, you'll help our coven grow stronger and keep us here in Pasadena. The choice is yours, Dire." Offering a smile.

Sam stares at her features. At 86, she's very striking. As to what she said, he replied, "Thanks for that. It was on our minds, but we've never ventured to guess." Pulling out the test tube, he looks at it for a moment, but hands it to her. He then says, "There's some residue left. Hopefully, it will be enough to help your friend. As your request, I will think it over. Nothing is unreasonable. But out of curiosity, how will you retrieve another sample?"

Adel leans forward to grab the test tube from his open palm. Her hand or fingers grazed his for a second. She can feel the intense heat radiating off him, and feels her internal heat jump a notch. Keeping the wetness at bay has become harder. Sitting back down, she squeezed her thighs tighter. Listening to the rest of his dialogue, she had to cough into her open fist when he asked how to pull out his cum for her experiments. Tilting herself, she asked, "How did you collect it last time?"

"My baby-girl/girlfriend collected while I... shot my load into the air. She then transferred it to the vial. Before you ask, I cum a lot. Since turning, I can probably fill half a cup with my cum each time. Plus, I have a lot of stamina to keep going. When you have so many women to take care of, you have to satisfy their needs, or it gets crazy at the house." Sam lets her know. He watched her eyes widen at the news. Just then, Rochelle sat back down on the couch. She's collecting her thoughts.

"One last question, do you want to bear my mark too?" Sam says as he leans forward, a grin spreading across his face. He can hear her heart pounding with excitement as she tries to fight the temptation.

Adel was leaning forward, playing with the used test tube in her fingers. However, when he asked his last question, her body yearned to be accepted and even used again, but her mind fought back. Leaning back to find some composure, she says, "If you'd asked me 40 years ago, I would've jumped at the chance, but now, I lead a coven of witches. I won't lie to you, Dire. The thought is compelling, but I can't serve two masters." Pulling the cap off the test tube, she smelled his aroma, and then it occurred to her to ask another question.

Sam sees her pop the cap off the test tube and says, "It only takes one fingertip taste to become addicted, and you would do anything to get another. Tread carefully."

"No, it's not that. Just wondering if this sample was made today?" Adel asks as she smells the sweetness coming from the leftover residue of his essence.

Shaking his head, he says, "Not sure, but I believe it was collected 2 to 3 days ago for analysis."

"3 days ago? How is that possible? It tasted so sweet going down. Usually, male cum goes bad in 15 minutes." Rochelle exclaims as she looks at both of them. Even Adel's shocked as well.

All Sam can do is shrug his shoulders and say, "What can I say? The bite changed everything. I've taken too much of your time, and your dinner awaits. Thanks for this meeting. Going forward, Rochelle here will be my liaison and will communicate with you going forward. Let me know your findings. Is there a number we can reach you at?"

Standing up, Adele hugged herself. She unconsciously lifts her breasts to him. Seeing what she's doing, she drops her hands and sighs. Nodding her head, she says, "For now, keep my business card. We can communicate through that for now. I don't normally give out my cell to anyone, but going forward, if things turn out well, I will reconsider."

"No worries. I was just going to give your number to my Mistress. She could coordinate the drop-off of my essence for further testing if I so deem it. It was a pleasure meeting you." Sam says to her as he heads for the door. Before he heads out, he says, "You have a lovely home." Feeling her presence behind him, he sees her hands together once more. She says a few words, and the cuff on Rochelle's arm disappears. With a nod, she says, 'Perhaps next time, I can give you a tour. Preferably, someday earlier than at night. Goodnight to you, Dire.' Nodding his head, he says, "You too, Mistress of the Raven's Circle."

"Mistress is fine," Adel says as she bites her lip. Fighting the urge to fling herself at him.

Opening the door, he lets Rochelle go first before exiting the home. Pulling the door closed, he could hear Adele letting an enormous sigh of relief as she leaned against the wall. Smiling to himself, he asks, "I doubt you want to come home with me. So where should I drop you off at?"

Rochelle grabs his arm and tries to turn him, but finds it hard to do. Instead, it gets his attention: "Why! Why did you mark me? I had everything under control, and now I'm your servant. My life as a witch is over."

"What do you mean you had things under control? You opted to die rather than lose your powers. I did the right thing. Marking you was the only viable solution to keep yourself as a witch. Back in there, you would either be a 'Norm' or dead. You're welcome." Sam says as he heads to his vehicle.

Rochelle's left to her own thoughts. Shaking her hands and pointing them into the sky, she's frustrated by his actions. A man stepped in and controlled the situation. Heading to his vehicle, she heads to the passenger side and awaits it to be unlocked. When it is, she steps up and sits down. Putting on her seatbelt, she slaps her thick thighs and waits to leave this god-awful place. When they're on the open road, she asks point-blank, "Why did you mark me?"

"I'll be honest with you. Ever since we met, I've been picking up this vibe that you're into me, but your inheritance came first. We're both alike, cause I put the mission before what's going on between us. With that said, I am attracted to you and would love to have you on my team. You can go far if you play your cards well, but that depends on you. You choose what you want out of this relationship. All my women have freedom, but we all come together for the greater good. Before I forget, I have a bonus for you." Sam says to her. Looking at his phone, he says, "Hey Siri. Play wolf howl in Pasadena." It takes a few moments, and the phone plays his wolf howl.

Rochelle looks at him, perplexed, but when she hears the howl, she feels the sound resonating throughout. Then she hears it clearly: 'CONNECT'. She looks over at him and asks, "That was you?" Seeing the nod, she then asked, "I thought wolves were moving into Pasadena. Never thought that it was you howling."

Before he starts the engine, his senses pick up a conversation from inside Adel's ranch home. He hears, 'Everyone still shuddering?' Laughing, but she continued, 'You just saw him, but I had to sit across from him and answer his questions. Girls, it was tough sitting there and keeping your composure. That man is the Roman god who makes us women tremble in our hearts and petals. Damn,' Sam chuckles at her words, which gets Rochelle's attention.

"Why are you laughing?" She asks.

Looking over at her, he says, "Just something I heard. One moment." Pulling out his phone, he dialed her number, which was written on the back of the card. It picks up.

"Hello?" Adel says into the receiver.

"Thanks for the compliment. Just let me know when you want your mark. Have a good evening." Sam says into the phone.

Adeline's hand shudders against her ear when she hears his words. Her house has wards to keep eyes and ears off their business. She invited him in and yet forgot to turn the wards back on. Her face turns crimson, her knees go weak, but worst of all, her pussy is salivating. No man has ever made her feel this way, and yet she just met and talked to him a moment ago. Feeling her sister's eyes on her, she brings the phone down and says, "He heard everything. What do I do now?" Immediately, her sisters leave their seats and offer their condolences. Offering some warmth, but one says to her, 'Go with your heart. We're here for you, Mistress.' Shaking her head, she pleads to her Goddess, 'I need strength, my mistress.'

Chapter 25.4

"Well, it's not a virus," Heather says with a chuckle.

Patricia's perplexed about what her sister was checking with her blood. Getting irritated, she says, "Stop teasing me, sister, and spit it out! What did the machine say?"

Tilting her head to the side, Heather smiles and says, "It says you're pregnant. You have the hormone hCG, or human chorionic gonadotropin, which is what they call it." Seeing her sister in shock until reality sets in and she hears, 'No! It's not possible. I'm a vampire. That life is gone. You must be mistaken.' Shrugging her shoulders, she says, "I could run the test again, but I bet it will say the same thing. This is what you always wanted, and Master gave it to you. You're a breeder for The Dire. Aren't you excited!?"

"Okay. You're fucking me again. Fine. I'll get a second opinion. My only question is, why do I feel nauseous?" Patricia says to her.

Walking towards her, Heather smiles and says, "I have a theory. Come with me. I want you to try something." Leading her sister out of the lab, across the foyer, and into the kitchen. Reaching out to her mother, she asks, "Can you head downstairs and bring up a bag of O negative. Thanks."

"Sure thing, baby. Are you hungry for some pizza?" Sasha replies.

Heather smirks and says, "Not really, but I want to show our guests that they can eat solid food. Care to watch?"

"Wild horses couldn't stop me. Be there in a few seconds. Sending Vanessa downstairs." Sasha replies.

Walking into the kitchen, Heather grabbed a plate and opened the pizza boxes. Looking at the variety of pizzas available, she chose the Canadian. Grabbing a slice that's topped with pepperoni, mushrooms, and bacon crumble. This was her go-to pizza before she started watching her weight.

Vanessa slowly makes her way down the stairs as her host races down for some apparent reason. When she hits the landing, she calls out, "Patricia?" She immediately hears, 'In the kitchen.' Heading deeper into the house, she stumbles into the kitchen and sees both PT and Heather around a plate of pizza. Seeing it, she feels slightly disgusted cause her appetite is for blood or her Master's cum. Solid foods no longer meet her needs. She asks, "Are you going to eat that?"

Heather shakes her head 'No', but says, "I'm not, but Patricia will." Instantly, Patricia grimaces and backs away from her sister and the plate in her hand. She says, 'No way! Not happening.'

Setting the plate down on the counter, Heather waits, and sure enough, Sasha enters with a bag of blood in hand. "Here you go. As requested," She speaks. Tearing the corner of the bag with her teeth, she poured a little onto the pizza. Both Heather and Sasha's eyes lit up cause it's been a minute since they last ate something solid, other than eating their man's cock. Turning her attention to their guests, she looks at their horrified faces at the ruined pizza with blood. Holding the plate, she says, "Here. Take a bite. Trust me, it will blow you away."

"Not in a million years. It was gross when you pulled it out of the box, and now you're trying to entice me with some blood on it. Not happening." Patricia exclaims to her sister.

Heather turns to her mother and says, "Want some?" She hears, 'Gladly!' All eyes are on Sasha as she takes a bite.

Sasha's senses explode as the blood touches her tongue and the flavors from the pizza explode with their unique tastes. Tilting her head up, she lets out a moan of pleasure as she chews the bite-sized morsel. Savoring it before she swallows it down. Pulling back, she says, "It's so delicious. God, it's been so long since I had pizza." Turning to her sister, she says, "You should try it, sis. I wouldn't steer you wrong. You will love it."

Turning her attention to Heather, Patricia says, "Are you still messing with me? That almost looks like pleasure for her. What gives?"

Heather smiles and shares her story with the guests after her transformation. Seeing Vanessa's eyes light up when she learns that Heather's the first hybrid. She shares her theories, and one of them was on food. Looking at both of them, she says, "It's quite simple. You both have swallowed our man's essence. Well, his essence changed our taste buds. With a little blood, it opens the pathways to try other tastes. I was first, and my mother was next. We both tried spaghetti, and it was superb. Wasn't it, Mommy?" Seeing the nod, Heather continued, "Baby, we are not fucking with you. Trust me, try. This will help with your symptoms."

Sasha's now perplexed. 'Symptoms?' Did her daughter just say that?

Letting out a deep sigh, Patricia shrugs her shoulders and takes the plate. Looking at her sisters, she says, "If you're fucking with me? I will surely get you both back." Seeing their smiles, she grabbed the pizza by the crust and took a small bite. Her mind exploded with possibilities. Tasting the blood first ignites the surrounding pizza. She can taste the flavors of the pepperoni, the sauce, and the bacon. Her eyes grew wide as the flavors popped into her mouth. Chewing, more flavors pop out as her saliva mixes in. She recollects the last time she had pizza; it was about 37 years ago. Fuck, I'm so old. Swallowing it down, she takes another bite, and just like the first, the flavors explode in her mouth. Instantly, she feels better. The nausea has dissipated. Looking at her sisters and Vanessa, she says, "Damn, that's good."

"I'm glad. Guessing your nausea vanished?" Heather says as she sees the nod.

"Nausea?" Sasha asks as she looks at her sisters with concern.

Heather smiles and says, "Yeah, she's feeding for two these days." Instantly, she feels Patricia's eyes on her cause she let the cat out of the bag.

However, she sees her sister's eyes grow wide with excitement. She was immediately hugged, and the tears fell from her eyes. It's been a long time coming. Hugging her sister, she says, "Just found out a moment ago, but I need to get a second opinion. This can't be happening."

Sasha hugs her sister tightly and says, "I can't believe it. This is what you've always wanted. You're going to be a mother. A proud one at that to the Dire."

Tanya finishes changing and hears tears of joy. Entering the kitchen, she asked, "What's going on?"

Mistress turns to Pet and says, "Your sister, Patricia, is pregnant. She's carrying Master's baby. I.. Can't believe it. We're going to be great aunts to your newborn, sis. Right? We'll help her every step of the way." As tears started flowing down her face.

Tanya's eyes grew enormous at the news as she hugged her Mistress. She says, "So her power is a breeder for the Dire. The first vampire breeder and Master is the only man who can get you pregnant. You're so lucky, sis. Congratulations. I can't believe I'll be an auntie."

Vanessa's happy with the news, but wonders how this can happen. Vampires can't get pregnant. It's literally impossible. Turning to the group, she questioned, "Powers?"

Everyone quiets down, and Heather speaks up. She says, "You've been marked?" Seeing the nod, she continued, "When you take either his blood or his cum, the mark outline gets darker. Once it fills out, you have an overwhelming need to share your love for the man who marked you. When you share it, you will come into your power. Now everyone here has something. Sasha here is the first Daywalker; she can walk into the sun without burning to a crisp. I'm the first hybrid, which I know is impossible, but I found a way. Patricia here always wanted to be a mother and got her wish. Last, my baby came into her power today. Care to share?" Looking at her, but Tanya shakes her head no cause it's embarrassing. Nodding her head, she says, "She will share it when the time is right." Continuing, she looks at Vanessa and says, "When it's your time, your subconscious will choose for you. We can all see that you already love him. Don't you?" Seeing her new sister blush, she smiles and says, "You're not alone in this. We all cherish the man. Including the one upstairs. She can't express it now, but one day she will."

Sasha looks over at her and smiles at her. Reaching out, she says, "She got closer today. Tessa gave up her anal virginity. She loved it so much that she giggled afterwards. It took her a long time to console herself. It's coming. I can feel it."

"No way! She became a three-holed girlfriend to our man? So excited for her. Just thinking about it, my asshole needs to be defiled again. Hopefully, sometime soon." Heather replies with a smile.

Turning to her sister, Heather says, "Since you're feeding for two, sis. You're going to have to eat food. It's too early to delve into what kind of baby you'll have. Whether it be vampire or a hybrid. So, I would experiment and see what foods you like and don't. He or she will let you know. Remember, we're all here for you."

Patricia feels overwhelmed with emotion, so she steps forward and embraces her sister Heather. Pressing her G cup breasts against her DDDs, she looks into her sister's eyes and leans in for a kiss. Once her lips touched hers, passion ignited with a lot of tongue action and hands roaming around to squeeze her assets.

Heather's initially shocked, but something within returns the favor. She's always found Patricia hot, and wants nothing more than to feel those G-cup breasts. She loves breasts of all sizes. With that said, she reaches into her blouse, slides her hand underneath her lace bra, trying to find her nipple. Not finding it, she just cops a feel and feels her body shudder from the softness.

It's Patricia's turn to shudder when she feels her sister's hand slither in to feel up her left breast. Feeling all eyes on them, she wants nothing more than to drop to the floor and tongue fuck her. However, feeling those eyes on her makes her aroused, but something pulls her back. Looking at her sister, she sees her fully aroused and wants nothing more than to fuck as well. Gasping for air, she says, "Sorry. I don't know what took control over me, but damn, you're fucking hot."

Sasha smirks and says, "It's hormones. You're going to have many trials, sister. Get it? You're a lawyer, lol. You think you're hot now. Wait until you're 6 months pregnant. Fuck, you will think about his cock every moment of the day. I manage not to think about it now, but I have help. Enjoy. Speaking of hormones, are you staying, sis? We have patrols soon."

"I don't have any clothes. Running in heels and a skirt isn't what I do." Patricia says.

Sasha laughs and says, "We've got you covered. You can borrow any of our clothes. Speaking of which, I bet you could try putting on Master's sweats, borrow one of our hoodies, and use my shoes if you like. Up to you. Don't want to leave you out. We try to have fun out there."

Vivian comes down and sees her sisters in the kitchen with smiles on their faces. Her eyes focused on Patricia's and read her thoughts. Smiling, she steps forward and says, "Congratulations. Guessing you just found out."

"How did you know?" Patricia said to her sister.

Vivian smiles and says, "I read your mind. That's my power. Sorry, it's easier to read than to ask. Hope you can forgive me for my intrusion on your thoughts."

Patricia shakes her head and says, "No. What an amazing ability to have! I could definitely use you in my office. Some of the delegation, and other lawyers, I sometimes wonder what they're thinking."

Vivian smiles and offers, "If you ever need anything. I'm here to help my sisters. So happy for you." Seeing the plate, she says, "Tried the pizza, huh? Wasn't it good? Domenico's is the best. Don't stop, finish the slice, cause you're feeding for two."

Feeling the joy and camaraderie from her sisters, Patricia can't fathom that it's finally happening. She thinks about her lost ex-husband, how they tried desperately to have a baby, and it took over 38 years to finally happen. Falling in love with the Dire, her master, she truly feels blessed. She can't wait to share the news with him. He will definitely be shocked. However, there's a chance he won't be happy. But seeing her sisters rejoice and praise her, that can't happen, right?

* * * * *

Driving along, he sees her staring not at the front of the vehicle but at his groin. His cock isn't pointing upward but down the leg. With her presence, it's vibrating to its own rhythm. Reaching out to her, he asks, "Do you like what you see? Do you want me to pull it out for you?" Seeing her eyes grow wide, he hears, 'Did you just talk to me in my mind?' Nodding his head, he continues, "You have my gift. We can communicate without using our mouths. Cool, isn't it?" Seeing her smile for once is unsettling, but not bad, though. She should smile more often than have a scowl on her face constantly. The only downside, she didn't answer his questions. Shrugging his shoulders, she'll come around. Eventually. Just a matter of time before she begs for another taste.

Trying to take her mind off the insatiable thirst for more of his cum, Rochelle says, "Since I'm now bound to you. Can you tell me how you're able to share telepathy without being bitten or fighting alongside you?"

"Like I said. When my mates or women come into their power, they get unique abilities. Well, recently, I can connect to anyone who has either drunk my blood or tasted my cum. Granted, I have other abilities, but this is a game-changer for all my mates. Everything changed when I got bitten, and it's one of life's mysteries why the Dire chose me. Questions?" Sam asks.

"Can you tell me about your life before you got bitten?" Rochelle asks as she continues to fight the urge.

Pulling up alongside her vehicle, he shares his story. Goes into detail about how his parents and siblings are vampires. He even shares that he went to school to get a degree, only to find out he couldn't join the vampire ranks because he has unique blood that goes rancid in front of vampires. That all changed after the bite, as his blood transformed in ways he couldn't understand. He left out that his first submissive was his mother, and that she's very insatiable. 'It's her story to share, and Rochelle might not understand.' He thinks to himself. Looking over at her, he sees her eyes drop to his groin once more. Smiling, he says, "Tell me about yourself."

Rochelle's eyes move up to his smiling face, and she knows she just got caught again. Feeling frustrated, she says, "Why did you give me your essence? The bite I can understand, but why give me this addiction?"

"It's easy. You need this to keep staying in Pasadena. If I hadn't, you could've just disappeared. Jump town, and never see you again. I did what I had to do to keep you close. Just like Adele said, you're my problem now, but will you be a problem? With this addiction, you'll straighten out your life and become better. I have faith." Sam says as he returns the stare.

Letting out a deep sigh, she says, "There's not much to say. Mother was a witch, had a life that ended too soon. My father knew she practiced, but didn't know the whole story. It made the papers when they found her body. Torn to shreds. No one could explain it, but my father took no chances. Decided to pack up and leave Pasadena for good. Raised abroad, and when I came of age, my father gave me her diary, which was an account of her life story. I wanted to be close to her, and thought that by finding my inheritance, I, too, could be a better witch. Boy, was I wrong. All I can do is work on one of the three artifacts. Yes, I can raise the dead, augment my body, and summon illusions. Some powerful witch, huh." Feeling down about herself.

He reached over the console to place his hand over hers. Gripping it, he says, "So what, you can only harness one of the three. You can still practice magic, and you're no longer alone. It took guts to come back by yourself, to hunt for your inheritance. Granted, you did it illegally by raising the dead and even studied me for a time. Now we're working together and maybe getting closer. You never know what the future will bring. Stay positive," Sam says as he stares into her eyes.

Rochelle can't help but blush, but returns his stare and says, "What should I call you?"

"Whatever you like, but most of my mates call me Master. For now, you can call me either Sam or D for Dire. There's no pressure if you want more from this relationship. But if you do, you will get stronger. Plus, you have sisters, women who would accept and love you. My second or baby-girl will definitely like you. One of her kinks is that she loves big-breasted women." Sam says with a grin.

Rochelle's eyes light up, but she can't look away. She feels the urge to take it one step further, but doesn't understand what's happening to her. She whispers, "Why can't I look away?"

"Could be 'Wolf Magnetism' or you found me hot prior. Whatever it is, don't fight it. Why? What do you want to do?" Sam says as he leans closer.

Feeling his breath, she licked her lips as she stared back at him. She feels warm being close to him. The problem is that she doesn't know if it's her or him, but she can't fight this hunger any longer. Attentively leaning forward, she reached out with her palm and touched his stubbled cheek before capturing his lips. When she does, her hunger for him takes hold, and she can't pull away. She needs him. Her hands roamed through his locks, twisting and turning them. She feels his hands on her, caressing her face and running them through her hair. 'Wondering when those enormous hands will roam lower and squeeze her enormous assets' is what she's thinking. The kiss ramps up, but she feels him pull away. Trying to pull him back, she becomes frustrated cause she wants. No, needs him.

Sam sees her hunger, but says, "If I didn't pull back, your first time with me would be in this van."

"Not opposed to that, but understand that you want a better location than in a vehicle. Let me know what you have in mind?" Rochelle says back to him with a smirk.

Nodding his head, he says, "Phone?" Seeing her reach into her side pocket, she pulls out her phone. Unlocking it, she handed it to him. He puts in his digits and then calls himself to get her number. Smiling as he hands it back, he then says, "Now, we each have the other's number. So don't be a stranger. Quick question." Seeing that he has her attention, he says, "Does having sex with me affect your magic?"

"Wouldn't you like to know? Technically, 'No', cause I had sex before I became a witch. Now, if you're a virgin and come into your power, then it becomes a problem. So, I'm like Adele; we both had sex before becoming witches. Our power is slightly lesser, but we rely on other means, like other witches or artifacts, to perform complex spells." Rochelle replies to his question with a sardonic smile.

"Good to know. Just remember that you're part of a bigger family. With that said, you can always stay with your sisters and me. But I feel that you're a loner and want your own space. Which is okay, but I want to keep tabs on you. If that's okay?" Sam says.

Leaning back, but still has her eyes on him. Smiling, she says, "You know me well enough. Family is great, but I've been on my own for a long time. I'll definitely keep in touch, cause you intrigue me. Let me know when we can do this again. Goodnight, D. Until next time." She opens the door and heads out. Waving, she got into her vehicle and drove off.

Sitting back in his seat, Sam watches her leave and can't believe how things went tonight. Met with the head witch of Raven's Circle, possibly brokered a deal to sell his essence for research, and bagged a witch to work with Team Dire. All within a couple of hours. Pulling out his phone, he sees he's got a message from Rochelle. Pulling it up, it says: Look forward to seeing what you're packing. Hope to hear from you soon. Looking at the time, it's well past 11. Turning on the ignition, he sends a quick text to his slut. Typing it up, he says: Just finished. Lots to share. See you soon. Hitting send. He puts the vehicle in drive and receives a reply. Picking up the phone, it reads: Just finishing up patrols. Both PT and Vanessa joined in. We have some news to share, too. See you soon, my love. His eyes light up, and he wonders what news they have to share.

It's not a long drive home, about 20 minutes; give or take the lights. Pulling along the curb, he put on the parking brake before exiting the vehicle. Locking everything up, he walks up the driveway to the front door. Unlocking it, he hung the key on the key rack and locked the front door. Kicking off his shoes, he hears his women upstairs using the facilities to clean themselves before calling it a night. Heading to the kitchen, he checks to see if there are any leftovers and sees some slices left, mostly of the vegetarian/cheese pizzas. Grabbing the remaining slices, he put them on a plate and warmed them up in the microwave.

As he walks through the house, everyone, all his mates, is smiling up at him. Curious, he smiles back, wondering why. Shrugging his shoulders, he knows they all love him, but this seems extreme. Even Tessa's perky with her eyes for him. Sitting in his desk chair, he sees Pet and calls her to join him. He motions for her to sit on his lap and asks, "So why is everyone happy today?"

"It's a secret, Master, and I'm not the one to share it. Don't worry, you will find out soon enough. We're just happy that your pack has grown one more. Enough said, I won't go on further. Love you." Tanya says as she rubs herself against him before getting up. As she does, she feels his hands groping her DDs and pulling her back. Letting out a moan, she felt her body shudder and her pussy aflame.

Nuzzling against her shoulder, Sam can't help himself. He's still slightly irritated by Rochelle, and what better way to feel better is with Pet on your lap. However, he knows she has things to do before going to bed. Turning her neck, he gives her a passionate kiss and says, "Have a good night, Pet." Watching her shudder in front of him, he offers a grin before spanking her ass for her to get a move on. Hearing her giggle makes his cock twitch. Watching her go from the corner of his eye, he turns on his computer to check emails.

"Alpha, come to bed. You had a long night. Come. Cuddle with me," Tessa says with a purr.

Sam's eyes dart left and right as he stares at his computer, wondering what happened to the old Tessa. Instantly, he hears, 'She's been like that ever since you fucked her in the ass, Master. Just let it go. Knowing her, she'll return to her sarcastic self tomorrow. As for us vampires, we're downstairs in the basement feeding. Will be up shortly, my love. Much to share.' With that said, he says, "What's this secret that Pet mentioned?" He doesn't get an answer right away, but hears, 'Ooh, you bagged a witch. Nice. Bet her blood is tasty. Will you share?' Rolling his eyes, he says, "No. Her blood is her own. She joins our ranks as a pack member. I haven't sealed the deal yet. Besides, ask her yourself, and before I forget, treat her like you would any of your other sisters. Got me?"

With a deep sigh, Sasha says, "Hmm, just teasing you, Master. I will treat her as such. We're almost done. Be up shortly."

No communication or emails from his Korean Sulsa. Pulling out his phone, he texted his newest recruit: Did you get home safe? He gets a reply: 'Yes, sir. Miss me already?' Chuckling to himself, he writes: We're having a get-together tomorrow night for new betas. Each member of the harem has recruited a new person to add to the pack. Up to you if you want to come. He sees the three little dots, and then comes the message. 'Is that my new designation, beta?' Shaking his head, he writes: No. Your classification is witch. Just like some of my other mates are vampires. Betas are werewolves under me. Interested in coming? Three dots again... But no message. Not willing to wait for a reply, he silenced the phone before getting up from his chair. Taking off his shirt and pants, he heads to the Master suite to take a quick shower before heading to bed. As he approached the door, he heard his vampire mates ascending the stairs, giggling with one another. Turning around, he heads for the staircase to meet them, but they suddenly stop as they stare up at him with hungry expressions. He sees 3 vampires along with his baby-girl. Seeing their looks, he could smell their desire and read it through their eyes as they bit their bottom lips. Being antsy, he says, "Well? What's the secret that no one wants to share?" Getting nothing from them except dirty looks, he says, "Fine. I'll get you all to talk one way or another."

Stepping forward, Sasha knows he'll say the word and their world will turn upside down. Looking up at him, she said, "Don't say it, Master. PT!"

Sam gives them a chance, but they keep him waiting. Reaching out with his mind, he says, "CUM!"

All four ladies squeeze their thighs together to quench their upcoming spontaneous orgasms. Try as they might, it builds within their cores. The radiating electric heat builds to the point it's ready to explode at any minute. Just when they think they have stopped it, their minds and bodies shudder from the sheer force. Eyes rolling back into their skulls, they moan out their release.

Sam watches in fascination as his women let out a lot of 'Oohs' and 'Ahs'. Seeing the love on their faces, he smiles and says, "I'm still waiting. Don't make me ask twice."

Sasha looks over at her sister and moans, "PT, tell him. For Christ's sake."

Patricia stares at the man who changed her life. Stepping forward, all the build up emotions came crashing down as tears slid down her face. Seeing his worry, she wipes them away with her hands. She says, "Happy tears, Master." Placing her hands on his upper arms, she says, "I love you so much." With that said, she steps closer and kisses his lips with as much passion as she can muster, before placing kisses all over his face.

Pulling back, he says, "Love you too. What's got into you, baby? Are you dying or something? You're scaring me."

Patricia lets out a chuckle or two. She can hear her sisters in her head telling her to tell him the news. Shushing them, she says, "Far from it, Master. No, it's the exact opposite." Waiting for the news to cross his face, she continued, "I'm pregnant. You're the father. Just found out a couple of hours ago, thanks to baby-girl." Tears flow, and she says, "Thanks to you, my power fixed my broken reproductive organs. I'm a breeder for the Dire. I just can't fathom all this, and now of all things. It's not possible, and yet you made it possible. I owe it all to you, Master."

Sam hugs her and whispers into her ear, "Congratulations, my mate. You have made your mistress, the pack, and me thrilled. Now you have no choice but to come over more often. We're here for you, and vice versa. Do you know how far along you are?" Seeing her shake her head, he hears, 'I'll get myself checked out by a doctor and swear him to secrecy. Vampires can't conceive, and yet I'll be the first. Love you.' Gripping her derriere with his large hands, he says, "Love you too."

Looking over at his mistress, he nods his head and says, "It started. Soon, you will be a grandmother and help raise my children. I know you're excited and slightly jealous. You've given me so much more, bitch." Seeing her nod, he nods his head. Suddenly, he's pushed up the stairs and into the guest bedroom.

Heather smiles and says, "Have fun, my love. Chat with you later." She hears, 'You're not joining me?' Shaking her head, she turns around and heads to the master suite to join her sister in bed. She hears her sisters' moans and cries as they take off their clothes and join him on the bed. Smiling to herself, she wants to join in, but someone else is calling her.

Sam lies there helplessly while Sasha and Patricia take off his boxers, and Vanessa snuggles up to him before planting a kiss. It doesn't take long for his slut to pick up her man's cock and lick it from base to tip. Patricia watches her sister go before joining in the fun. The kiss with Vanessa starts slow, but soon passion ignites, and they're off to the races. Feeling his cock being pulled one way and then the other gets him harder. Soon, his two sluts are taking turns taking him down their throats. Reaching out to Vanessa, he says, "Sit on my face, slut." Watching her straddle and then lower herself directly onto his face. He asks, "Is it okay to call you slut?" He instantly hears, 'You can call me anything you like, Master. Just as long as you continue to fuck me.' Reaching up to grab her thighs, he gets to work and attentively licks her folds before diving in. When he does, he feels Vanessa's hands combing through his hair. Gripping it tightly and directing him where to go. When she gets closer, he feels her rubbing herself against his tongue to get there quicker. Soon, he hears her moan in ecstasy as her body shudders through her second orgasm of the morning.

As Vanessa cums into his open mouth, he feels a distinct pussy lowering down onto his cock. The way it's positioned and there's still more to be stuffed into him, it could only mean his Mistress is riding him. Reaching out to her, he says, "Guess you get first dibs, huh?"

"You know it. I am your first slut in everything, Master. It's my right, and all my sisters know it. God, your cock feels amazing inside me. Oh shit! Fuccckkkk." Sasha says as feeling all of him inside triggers her second orgasm of the morning. Digging her nails into his chest, she shudders as her body clamps down on him with all its glory.

"Mmm, you taste so good, sis. You, too, Master." Patricia says as she licks up her sister's cum from the base of cock and balls.

Slapping his new slut derriere, he says, "How about you give yourself a break and let your sister have a go!" Instantly, he hears, 'Yes, Master. Is there a place you want me?' Smiling, he says, "Yeah, you can take Patricia's place and lick up your sister's leftover cum and suck my balls."

"Gladly, Master!" Vanessa says with a whisper. Sliding off his face, she rolls off the bed and taps her sister on the shoulder. With a nod and tilt of the head, she relays the message to her sister. Getting down on her haunches, she takes over licking privileges and gets to work. She never thought she would ever do something like this, and it intrigues her so much. She has really fallen for him and his harem. Licking the base of his shaft and suckling his balls, she experiments and starts licking her Mistress's taint and asshole. Driving her tongue deeper, she feels pleasure knowing that Sasha will come harder and faster because she does this. The sooner she cums, the sooner she can have Master's cock.

Patricia climbs up and straddles her Master, but she goes reverse cowgirl on him. Facing her sister, she leans in to capture her sister's moans with a kiss. Feeling his muscular hands on her derriere, she feels owned, but when she feels his tongue licking her folds, she instantly feels claimed. Her mind screams, 'Lick it. Lick all of me, Master. I am yours. Breeder of the Dire.' To her shock, she heard him in her mind, 'You're mine, slut. Mind and body. The mother of my child to be, and if you're up for it, more. Going to keep knocking you up to make your ass and titties bigger. So, I have something to grab every time I fuck you, slut.' When she hears that, she gyrates on top of him. Grinding her clit against his chin. Moaning, "Yes. Keep putting babies in me, Master. I am your receptacle for your seed." As she gets closer to her next orgasm of the morning.

Soon, every woman has her turn riding their man and receiving an additional three orgasms. They feel sorry for taking so much of his time that they kneel in front of him to receive his cum. With their mouths open and tongues out, they receive his essence. Most of his essence splattered over their faces and in their hair, yet some entered their mouths. They're swallowing whatever they can get. But the majority, they're licking each other. Seeing his exhaustion, they helped maneuver him into bed before finishing cleaning themselves. Luckily for Vanessa, she didn't get any in her hair; most of his cum was in her mouth or on her chest. Lying close to him, she cuddles close and instantly feels normal from his body heat. Feeling it is so relaxing that it puts her in a meditative state. Caressing him, she whispered soothing words of love, which helped ease his worries. Soon, she hears his breathing shallow before the snoring of sleep takes him away. She watches her two sisters head off, leaving her with him.

Sasha wraps her arm around her sister, and they head to the master bathroom to take a quick shower to clean off the stickiness of their Master's cum. Walking around the big bed, her eyes fell to her baby-girl. Seeing her cuddling close to her other two sisters. She smiles, knowing that she's probably in heaven with their body heat. She reaches out and says, "When you're ready, Daddy wants to have a chat with you. I'm going to clean up your sister first and walk her to the door. I'll be heading to Tessa's room for the night. He's all yours, baby." Offering her a smile.

Before she enters the washroom, Sasha hears, 'Thanks, Mommy!' Smiling inward, she replies, "No worries, baby. Thank you for letting my sisters and me have him. I got what I needed for today. He's all yours. Love you, baby-girl."

Chapter 25.5

Heather just lay there, enjoying the heat from her lovers. She's been wondering what her Daddy wanted. 'He should be extremely tired after his foursome with her sisters,' she thought. She should be there; instead, she's enjoying the softness of their breasts pressing against her side while they sleep. Looking up at the ceiling, she would give anything to sleep. Being awake 24/7 sucks because the loves of your life sleep at least 8 hours each day. Definitely need to find a hobby or something to keep myself busy. Yes, lying here between them is relaxing, but it becomes relatively boring after a while. Closing her eyes, she tries to meditate again, but can't concentrate when she hears her mother and sister in the washroom taking a shower. Rolling her eyes, she shakes her head and sits up straight. Looking at her two lovers, she whispers, 'Sorry,' before sliding herself down and off the bed.

Meanwhile, Sasha and Patricia are having fun lathering each other with body wash. Started wholesome, but as they approached the sensitive areas, it fell off the rails. Sasha loved massaging PT's belly and said, "I can't believe in 3 months you will have a slight bump, and in 9, you'll be bringing new life into this world. I'm so happy for you, sis."

"Knock it off. I know you well enough. You wish it was you that were pregnant with his baby, but thanks, though. Since I am carrying his child, I know the harem and pack will love him or her, regardless. I am truly blessed to have such wonderful sisters to help me through this," Patricia says as tears form in her eyes.

Sasha hugs her and says, "Hey. No crying. If you cry, I will cry too. They're happy tears, and I know this will be a challenge for you. Now that your career as a lawyer has taken off, and you're a vampire. Just hope that you won't be a stranger and raise this kid on your own. You have many able women to help you every step of the way."

"I know. Definitely put things into perspective. Don't know how being pregnant will change my vampire life? However, I will look at my yearly schedule and cut back on things. It's time for some me-time. Plus, Mona will be active in the pack once she shifts. After the reno is over, you'll tire of me for sure." Patricia says with a grin.

Shaking her head, Sasha says, "Doubt it." Leaning forward to give her sister a peck on the lips. Well, that peck turns into more, and surely turns into a passionate kiss as they press their breasts against one another. Making out under the showerhead. Pushing her against the wall, the kiss deepened, and hands searched for dominance.

Heather slips out and quietly closes the door so it doesn't wake up her lovers or make her presence noticed in the washroom. Walking on the balls of her feet, she makes her way to the guest bedroom. Slipping in, she makes her way to the bed and sees Vanessa cuddled next to him. Slipping underneath the covers, she didn't want to wake him. When she's halfway, Vanessa's eyes open. She hears her in her mind, 'Do you want me to go? So, you can have some time with him?' She shakes her head and says, "You're fine. Just came in here to have a chat with him. Enjoy his warmth, sister."

Vanessa's perplexed that baby-girl came in to talk with their sleeping Master. When she looks over at Heather, she sees her on her back next to him with her eyes closed. Whispering, "Baby-girl? Heather? Are you there? Asleep?" To no avail. Shrugging her shoulders, she drops her head back on his chest, caresses him, and closes her eyes. His warmth definitely relaxes every part of her. Plus, she's so comfortable being close to him like this.

Touching his hand, Heather instantly traversed reality to his dream world. Looking all around, she sees the forest and a path that leads off to her left. Taking the path, she follows it, and surely, she sees him sitting cross-legged on the forest floor, meditating. Smiling inwardly, she walks up to him and looks down at herself. She sees that her clothes have disappeared, and she's naked in front of him. Staring down at him, she smiles and says, "Daddy?" Seeing his smile warms her heart to no end, but having his eyes on her, she feels like a little girl. She hears, 'Sit. We have much to discuss, baby.' Sitting down next to him, she feels her body shift and is now sitting on his lap with his enormous cock deep inside her. Her eyes roll backward, her back arches, pressing her DDDs onto his face, as her body shudders from feeling all of him. Her first thoughts were, 'FUCK!' and 'Daddy knows best!' Seeing lights flicker in her vision, she pushed past her orgasm to focus her thoughts on him.

"Now that I've got your attention. How are you?" Sam asks.

That question brings Heather back to reality. She knows this isn't real, but her mind makes it real. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she says, "Good. Did you have fun with Mommy and her two sisters?" Seeing the nod, she grinned back, but could feel the seriousness when he asked his next question.

"How are things with Tanya?" Sam asks.

Shrugging her shoulders, Heather replied, "Nothing thus far, Daddy. Things have been quiet since you two went to her workplace to purchase a few things. But?" She pauses for a second or two, but continues, "I feel like something's coming. Like... when my time is growing short before my transformation. Time will tell. Any suggestions?"

"Follow your gut. It's usually right. Your mother saw something in her last premonition. Granted, she's still figuring it out. So, it's on the horizon. When will it take place? Anyone's guess. Any news on her power?" Sam inquires.

Giggling to herself, Heather smiles, but says, "Can't share it since it's not up to me, but Pet. All I can say is that it's unique and cool. If I were you, I would ask her. She'll share anything with you, Daddy, cause she loves her Master."

Nodding his head, he digs his fingers into her heart-shaped ass. Pulling her close, he can't help but lean forward to kiss her lips. Feeling her react, that's when everything changes. The forest, their embrace, and nakedness. Pulling back is the hardest, but when he does, he waits for her to open her eyes.

Heather takes a moment to catch her breath. When she opens her eyes, she sees that she's no longer in the forest but at her favorite place, Café Santorini; their first date. Looking down, she's in the same clothes she wore when he took her out. Sitting at the table, she looks for him and sees him dashing as ever and on one knee. Emotions well up as she covers her mouth with her hand. She can feel her eyes tearing up, knowing this moment she's been waiting all her life. Staring at him, his handsome features and his growing smile. She can't help but love him even more. Hearing him grunt pulls her back to this moment.

"Heather. Ever since our second meeting, you've been a strong-willed, take-it-like-you-mean-it type of woman. You're snarky, charismatic, and your level of sarcasm is beyond belief. But I get you, cause you keep me on my toes. You're my friend, confidant, and lover. You've changed my life for the better. Changed my views on poly relationships and opened the door to my harem. Seeing you brings love to my heart. Even though you're already my mate for life, I like to make it official in the 'Normal' world. Will you marry me?" Sam says to her as he pulls out a ring box from his pants pocket. Opening it up, he turned it to face her. Seeing the tears fall from her eyes, he waits for her reply.

Heather slides off her chair and kneels in front of him. She says, "You're everything I had hoped for and more. I thank God and Mommy for giving me this opportunity to be with you. It's been a rollercoaster ride with you, Mommy, and my sisters, but I would never give it up. You're my heart. Every time I see your eyes on me, my heart skips a beat, I feel butterflies in my tummy, and my pussy becomes saturated with need. You're every woman's fantasy, and I can't believe you're mine. Love you to the moon and back. My ride or die--my friend, daddy, and lover. Mated for life, but would gladly be your wife. So, the answer is: 'Yes!'." Tears fell from her eyes as she extended her left hand towards him. Seeing him pull out the princess-cut sapphire and diamond ring from the case. She closes her eyes as she feels the cold metal slide up her finger. When it's on, she feels complete. Can't keep the emotions at bay any longer. She launches herself into his waiting arms. Hugging him as her life depended on him, she pulls back and kisses him passionately. Driving her tongue into his mouth and tries to claim dominance over him. Pressing all of herself onto him, she would do anything for him. Pulling back slightly, she whispered, "I love you, Sam, but you will always be Daddy." To her surprise, people were surrounding the happy couple. Clapping, cheering, and wishing them congratulations. Feeling his hands on her, she feels his love, but when he says, 'I love you, baby-girl', she feels claimed and owned.

Sam continues to hug and kiss his bride-to-be. He's been waiting for the right time, and yet he's been busy, or she's off with her sister. This is the best thing. Granted, when she leaves, the ring won't be on her finger. Reaching out to his bonded, he says, "It's done, and she said, 'Yes', slut. My turn is complete. Now it's your turn to make it whole. Love you, bitch. Bring it home for your Master."

Sasha wasn't even meditating, but heard his every word. Sighing, she's happy that baby-girl accepted and that soon they'll share everything: one mind, heart, and three bodies. Soon she'll want to bind her soul with Master and me. Bound for eternity. Letting out a deep sigh, she turns to her lover and places a kiss on her forehead. She says, "Sleep well, baby. Need to do a few things before I feed. Be back soon. Love you." Sliding away from her lover is hard, but she has to follow her Master's order and complete the proposal.

Heather, full of emotion, pulled away from him when Vanessa shook her awake. Clearly distraught from being pulled out, but seeing her frantic face calms her down. She hears, 'Are you okay, sister?' Seeing worry on her new sister's face, she nods her head and says, "I have to go. Enjoy your time with him." As more tears fall from her eyes, she makes a quick getaway and exits the guest bedroom. Heading downstairs to find sanctuary, to compose herself, she heads to the only place she feels comfortable, and that's her lab.

Sitting at her desk, she props her heels on the desk and tilts the chair back. Folding her hands on her lap, she couldn't help but feel excited. She can't believe it finally happened; he proposed, and she said 'Yes'. Every girl's dream, and mine, happens in his dream. Hopefully, when he wakes up, he won't change his mind. Locked into her head, she doesn't see or hear her mother coming into the room. Feeling her hand on her shoulder startles her out of her thoughts. Sitting up, she says, "Sorry. Was into my own thoughts. What's up?"

Sasha smiles, knowing that she's the first person who knows that her Master proposed to his baby-girl and she said 'Yes.' Giving her a nod, she says, "I know. It's a lot to think about, but it's not just you and daddy. It's also with me, too." Getting down on one knee, she continues, "The proposal is only the first step. Soon, you will bond with us, and all three will become one. Before that happens, I like to say my piece. You, baby-girl, have been a godsend for both of us. You awaken something in me by showing your love for both of us. I never thought I could love a woman like I do a man, but you changed that. Now my heart has been unlocked, and I love many people. Now I have found love again with an omega. However, you were the first woman to show me that love. I love you, baby-girl. You're the daughter-in-law a mother can hope for her Master. Will you continue to be open with me, cherish our bonds, and become one with both of us?"

Her mother's proposal moved Heather to stand up and kick back the desk chair, only to fall onto her knees. Clasping her mother's hands, she looks into her bright blue eyes and says, "Yes, to all your questions. I want to continue our relationship with you. Definitely want to keep my sister close, but most of all to be his. Look forward to bonding with you and Daddy. To be forever with you both. I love you, Mommy." Leaning forward to hug the woman who gave her a second chance. Stroking her back, she pulls back to give her a very passionate kiss. Placing her hands on her sister's lap, she felt something odd in her pants pocket. Pulling back, she looks at her mother with a questionable look.

Reading that expression, Sasha reached into her pocket and pulled out the ring box. Seeing her daughter's eyes open, she nods her head. She says, "Because Master and I are bonded, I believe it's only fair that I propose to you as well." Opening the box, she showed the blue sapphire and diamond ring to her soon-to-be daughter-in-law. Smiling, she says, "Will you take us both?" Seeing her tears, she couldn't help but feel emotional too. She smiles when she sees the nod. Taking the ring out of the box, she slipped it onto the finger next to her pinky on her left hand. Smiling, she says, "It's a little loose, but there's an explanation for that. When you shift for the first time in 10 days, you will bulk up, and it should fit. If you feel it's too tight, let me know, and I will get it resized. Love you, baby. Hungry?"

"For you, always. But, yeah, I can eat. It's been an emotional night for sure. Thank you for this, and I look forward to making it official when you both deem it so. Love you too, baby." Heather says as they both stand up together and hug once more. She steps aside to let her mother unlock the secret door to the basement. Following her, she fiddles with the ring a little; she can't fathom that it's real. When they reach the bottom, they share a bag of O-negative.

Seeing her soon-to-be daughter-in-law play with her ring, Sasha grimaced to herself. Reaching out to caress her arm with a delicate touch sends goosebumps over her sister's arm. Peering into her eyes, she felt a growing warmth being close to her like this. What starts as quick pecks on her daughter's lips turns hotter. When her daughter responds, it ignites her passion, and soon they are feeling each other up before she's pushed to the floor. Lying there, she feels Heather's fingers unzipping her sports bra to get to her 36DDDs. Soon, she feels her hot lips and canines caressing her already hardened nipple. Arching her back to give her more access, she feels blood being pulled towards her nipples as the electrical impulses vibrate throughout and settle in her core. Seeing that look in her daughter's eyes, she nods and feels her canines puncture her breast, sampling her blood. It's so erotic being suckled like this that she's moaning like a pregnant cow giving birth.

Pulling away from her mother's DDDs, Heather licked her lips, savoring the tang of her lover's blood. Licking the bite mark to seal the wound before shedding her top to reciprocate. Seeing her mother's eyes pop out at the offering. She hears, 'Don't offer, baby-girl. I must refrain.' Shaking her head, Heather grabs her mother's head and brings her closer to her nipple. Looking down, she says, "I know it's been a minute since you had Master's true essence. Well, some of him flows in my veins. You've come a long way, Mother. Take a bite and experience my essence."

"If you insist, baby. Sometimes it's hard to stop, but push me away if I get carried away. Promise?" Sasha asks. Seeing the nod, she leans forward and licks around her thick areolas with her tongue before pulling the nipple into her mouth. Suckling it, she watches how her interaction is affecting her sister/lover. Seeing her gasping for breath and moaning, emanating too, she pulls off slightly. Looking into her daughter's eyes, Sasha slowly drops her fangs and sinks them into her Daughter's DDD breast. Instantly, her eyes rolled backward as the blood rushed into her mouth. The aroma of her daughter's blood and the hint of her Master's move her. Closing her eyes, she relishes the taste, but knows she can't have more. Pulling away, she licked the marks with her tongue and watched the puncture wounds heal over. Opening her eyes, she looks at her with love and affection.

Heather stares at her mother and notices that her eyes aren't red but pink with envy. She smiles and says, "How are you feeling, baby?" Still smiling, she says, "Your eyes are pink. Guessing you're in love and in need of affection. Am I right?"

"You know me all too well. Come to momma. Let me show you how much I love you, baby-girl." Sasha says with a drunken grin on her face.

Heather continues to smile and pushes her mother to the cement floor and makes out with her. While kissing and exploring each other, her hands roamed freely and squeezed her mother's ample bosom and heart-shaped ass before her fingers headed south to play with a special button. Feeling her wetness, she drives two fingers into her mother's cunt and finger-fucks her while her thumb presses on the button from time to time. Feeling her mother buckle from the sensations just fuels her resolve to continue. When she hears her cries, she knows that she either came or is getting close. Feeling her body shudder, she knows it's the first. Pulling her hand out from Sasha's cunt, she shoves them into her mouth. "Mmm, you taste so good, Mommy." She says, looking at her mother's cum face. Shoving both of her hands into her mother's waistband, she pulls them off along with her panties before diving in to clean up and devour her cunt once more.

Feeling left out, Sasha wants to reciprocate and says, "Turn around, baby, and bring me that peach. Mother wants to feast on you, too." Watching her daughter circle her body so her cunt and ass are in her face. Pulling down her shorts, she goes to town and eats her out. Snacking on her lips and diving her tongue into her before savoring her clit. She has to play catch-up since her daughter already made her cum. As she gets closer and closer, she hears her alarm go off upstairs. Not paying any attention to it, she goes for the kill and sucks on Heather's clit to push her to the edge. Savoring her release, she says, "I want nothing more than to keep going, baby. But, alas, I have to prepare breakfast for Master and our sisters. Since we're almost out of eggs, care to go to Krispy Kreme and pick up some donuts for them?" Seeing the nod, she smiles and says, "You can take my car. This has been fun, baby. We need to fuck more often." She immediately hears, 'You're right. Until next time.'

Both ladies pull up their pants/shorts before getting up from the concrete floor. Looking at her mother, she says, "I'll head upstairs and change. You prepare breakfast. Any suggestions?" Seeing none, she shrugs her shoulders and gets a dozen assorted. Giving her mother a brief nod, she headed upstairs in a flash.

Sasha makes sure the refrigerator door is closed and tosses the used blood bag into its bin for disposal. Turning the lights off as she goes, she heads upstairs. Locking the door behind her, she heads to the kitchen and starts preparing breakfast.

Hearing the silent footsteps take the stairs and someone entering the master bedroom, Vanessa is alert. Reaching out with her mind, she asks, "Is everything alright, sister?"

Grabbing clothes from the dresser and tossing them onto the bed. Heather replies, "Everything is fine. Thanks for asking. Just getting dressed, cause I have to head out to purchase some donuts for Master and our sisters for breakfast."

"Do you need any help?" Vanessa enquires.

Smiling as she pulls on her tube top without a bra. She replies, "I'm good, but you can ask Mistress if she needs anything. Heading out. See you later, sister." As she heads downstairs, she hears, 'Drive safe.' Nodding her head, she says, "Will do."

Reaching out to the Mistress of the house, Vanessa asks, "Do you need any help, sister?"

"Thanks for the offer, but I got this handled. This is your first night with us, and you're already on the job. Before you say anything, it's most important to keep him company. He hates it when we leave, but we have other duties to perform to keep everyone moving without issues. I would love to trade jobs with you, but another time perhaps. Enjoy all of him." Giving her a nudge with the last sentence.

Vanessa felt perplexed by Mistress's statement. 'Enjoy all of him.' What did she mean by that? Looking down, she sees the tent slowly rising. She says with a whisper, "Oh!" She reached down with her hand to stroke him. Feeling all of him, she slides underneath the covers to do more than stroke him. Reaching out with her tongue, she licks his crown before shoving him into her mouth. Feeling all of him pulsing, she bobs her head to take more of him slowly. Grabbing his hips, she pulls herself forward and takes him down her throat. Eyes rolling back, she slowly fucks herself with his cock.

Hitting the button to close the garage door, Heather drifts down the driveway and heads out to get donuts for her family. Turning on the radio, she listened to the news as she pulled up to the stop sign.

Sasha has three pans going at once with bacon, sausage, and eggs. Flipping the sausage and bacon from burning to a crisp while moving the eggs back and forth to make scrambled eggs. She tosses the cooked pieces into a glass container before making more. Thinking to herself, she wonders what her sisters will say to Heather's proposal.

Vanessa's in her element. Taking her new master down her throat. Enjoying his thickness, the taste of his precum, and the smell of his masculinity. She thanks her lucky stars for the courage to ask for a sample the other day. That day changed her life for the better. Now she can't think of anything better than serving him, and she has a purpose now. No longer wondering what to do with her life. Now she has something to occupy her time, being a slut to this man. A man she can't stop thinking about, and the insatiable hunger to feel him in all three of her holes. Dominating, claiming, and using her for his needs, but in reality, to keep the orgasms coming so she doesn't have to think any longer. Licking up his shaft from the base to tip, she can't fathom his length or girth. Seeing all of him, she still finds it hard to believe that she took all of him. Just thinking about it has her extremely saturated with need, but her hunger for his essence takes precedence. Her eyes are full of lust as she peers at his cock. Running her hands along his length, she kisses, licks, and swallows all of him. Making love to his member with thoughts, 'Love him. All of him.'

Sam's trying to concentrate on the future, but the constant pulling on his cock pulls him away. Concentrating on the technique, he knows who's worshipping his cock. Still wanting to sleep, he reaches down to comb through her hair to grab the base and her ponytail. Grabbing hold, he pulls her down, shoving his cock deep into her throat. Feeling the sensations, he throat-fucks her. Feeling his cock hitting the back of her throat pulls him out of dreamland and into the real world. He feels her distress for a second or two, but reaches out and says, "Morning, slut. Enjoying my cock while I slept. Got your attention. I know you crave my essence, but now I'm awake and in need to fill up some holes. Move that sexy body up, so I can reclaim my holes."

"Gladly, Master," Vanessa says as she feels the pressure on her head lift. Enjoying his cock once more, she bobs her head, taking all of him. 'Gluck, gluck, gluck.' In her mind, 'So yummy. Just want to stay here, feel him down her throat, and service him. Forever yours, Master.' Pulling off his cock is the hardest thing to do, but her Master commands, and so she has to follow his orders or no cock. Sliding up, she rubs her softness along his abs and chest. Lying on top of him, she looked down into his blue eyes. With tilted slants, her brown eyes take all of him. Leaning forward, she rubs her cheeks against him from side to side before dropping to give him a morning peck on the lips. She whispers, "Morning, Master. I couldn't help myself. Stayed and kept you company all night. Forever yours."

Looking up at her slanted eyes, Sam stares into her brown orbs. Offering a quick smile, he says, "That's right, slut. Mine to use. Time to get fucked and pounded." With that said, he rolls her onto her back and opens her legs. Laying his cock between them, he slides it along her outer lips. Savoring the feel of her warmth and wetness. Teasing her as he rubs his girth over her clitoris. Hearing her take a breath or two, followed by moans of ecstasy, he slid his saturated cock between her engorged lips. Still staring into her eyes, he thrusts hard and buries his 12-inch cock within her depths. Seeing her expression of shock turn to one of bliss, he felt her tightening up around him as she experienced her first orgasm that morning. Grabbing her hands and putting them above her head, he holds them down with one hand while the other caresses her face before falling to squeeze her tit. Pinching her nipple before driving his cock home once more. Seeing that look on her face, he knows she wants him to fuck her, 'Hard', not this slow fucking. She wants to be used and cumming, not make love. Giving her a nod, he amps it up and increases his rhythm. Soon, he feels her legs wrapping themselves around his lower back, keeping him there.

Vanessa can't help but be needy. Giving him looks to direct him to give her what she wants. In the end, she loves being used, and boy, the orgasms come quickly and are very nice indeed. When he puts it in the other hole, she loses herself completely. Eyes rolling back in her head type of feeling. Going with the flow and yet taking everything out of her. She only catches her breath when he pulls out and shoves it back into her mouth to satisfy her inner cum-slut. Not bothering to think that his cock was up her ass, she just concentrated on his essence being shot down her throat. Counting the shots, she pulls him out of her throat to help pull every single drop. Still shocked that she craves his milk/essence. Can't get enough. Only swallowing when he's done shooting. Always thinking of getting more, she digs her fingers into his ass and pulls him down her throat. To pull every drop of essence. Throat-fucking herself, but when nothing comes up, she knows she got everything. She wants nothing more than to keep sucking to keep his cock hard and cumming, but he's not like her. He needs to eat to keep his strength up and be ready when the time comes. Pulling him out of her mouth, she rubs his cock over her face before placing a quick kiss on his crown. Looking up, she whispered, "Thanks for using me, Master."

"Thanks for staying with me all night, watching over me while I slept. Wish my Mistress and baby-girl would, but they have duties to attend to too at night and early morning." Sam says as he cuddles with her.

Caressing his chest, she finds her spot and enjoys the moment, but when he brought up his baby-girl, she can't help herself. She says, "Speaking of baby-girl, she was in tears last night. I don't know what happened, but I woke her up to see if she was okay. Haven't seen her since." Being all worried about her new sister.

Sam caresses her back and says, "Baby-girl's special. She, like Mistress, can enter my dreams. With her, she needs to touch me to enter, while Mistress has to meditate to do it." Seeing the shock and uncertainty, he continues, "What you saw isn't for concern. They were happy tears, and baby-girl will explain soon enough. But for that to happen, we need to get up. Can't stay in bed all day. Lots to do to keep this family going. How was your first night with us?"

"Nice. Never felt this way before. Being close to you makes me feel like a 'Norm' once more. It's not hard to cuddle and be lazy around you. But watching your cock grow this morning, it's tough not to caress or play with him. Hope you didn't mind, Master. I live to serve." Vanessa says as her fingers play with his chest hair.

Smiling down on her, he says, "I don't mind. You're like everyone here. They all enjoy cuddles until my cock rises, and then things get interesting. You handled it well, and I know you still want more. Insatiable like my other mates, but you have to remember, they have needs too. You can't have me all the time. Need to learn to share. It's tough, but you'll definitely get used to it from time to time. Got to be patient. Love all my mates." Suddenly, he hears, 'Love you too, Master.' Seeing her kiss his chest before laying her head back down on him. Letting out a deep sigh, he thinks to himself, 'Definitely the life. But life isn't all about fun and games; you still have to work and keep things moving forward. So much to do. Tonight's get-together and increasing the pack and possibly the harem as well. The full moon is 11 days away, and many betas will be added. Hope their first nights are manageable compared to his first night. So much to think about.'

A familiar voice resonates in his mind. He hears, 'Did you enjoy your morning, Master? Definitely fun watching through your eyes. Breakfast is ready when you're ready. Baby-girl should be home soon. She went to purchase donuts for all of you since we're running out of necessities. I know Vanessa's enjoying your time, but you need to refuel. See you soon, my love.'

Chapter 25.6

Sam exits the master bedroom after taking a quick shower and heads to his old room to get dressed. Along the way, he slides off the towel that's covering his hips and tosses it into the hamper. Before he opens the door, his omega, Tessa, steps out and offers him a smile. He hears, 'Alpha.' Giving him a slight nod as she walked past him. His eyebrows immediately rise, and he can't help but watch her head downstairs. Totally shocked that she's up early, and second, she smiled at him this early in the morning. Reaching out to his bitch, he says, "You won't believe this, but Tessa's up and smiled at me."

Nodding her head, Sasha looks attentively up at the ceiling as if she can see him up there. She says, "God works in mysterious ways, Master. Definitely a good sign. I'll get to the bottom of this later on, but it could've been the result from a good ass fucking. Who knows? Just take the win." She hears, 'True. True. See you in a bit, slut.' Hearing her callsign, she can't help but smile and feel her pussy tingle a bit. Seeing her lover enter the kitchen, she says, "Make yourself comfortable. Grab a plate and pile on the fixings. Save some room, cause your sister should be back momentarily to purchase something sweet for all of you."

Vivian's head comes up, but Tessa beats her to the punch. She asks, "What's she getting?" Sasha shakes her head, telling her she won't spill. Turning her attention to her bonded, she asks, "Do you know, Tanya?"

Tanya turns to her sister and says, "I do. She's close. So, I'll let her explain. All I can say is, you'll definitely like what she got." Seeing her sister's smile change hers to a frown since no one wants to share the goods. Smiling, she gets back to her plate. Before she's able to take another bite, she hears, 'Pet. I hear you had an interesting afternoon yesterday. Care to share your new power with me?' Setting her fork down, she feels slightly embarrassed, but replies, "It's embarrassing, Master. Do I really have to share?"

"It's up to you, Pet. Baby-girl touched on it, but said you would probably share it with me rather than your sisters. Just curious. That's all." Sam says with his mind.

Taking a moment, Tanya ponders and doesn't want to upset her Master. Picking up her fork, she tries to pick up some scrambled eggs and takes a bite. When she does, she says, "I can turn invisible when I'm scared or cold. Heather thinks it's a defense mechanism. It was quite a shock yesterday, and it took a while to figure it out. Luckily, she was there to help me through it, cause it was terrifying."

"Definitely unique, Pet; just like you. Better control would allow you to use it for both defense and offense. You could be a sexy ninja and get intel on surprising assailants or hide from them. Don't feel bad, I'm able to see heat signatures through walls. Not quite x-ray vision, but it's still something. Still blessed, Pet. In more ways than one." Sam says as he heads down the stairs. When he hits the bottom stair, he hears the garage door open and heads toward the garage to welcome home his baby-girl. Seeing her pull in, he can't help but feel his heart skip a beat. When she exits, his eyes fall to his grandmother's ring on her left hand. Smiling to himself, she accepted both of them. Smiling, he says, "Welcome home, baby-girl."

"Good to be home, Daddy. Here, can you take this?" Heather says as she passes the box of donuts from Krispy Kreme. She continues, "Stopped along the way to pick up other things, hence why I'm late. Just getting the essentials that Mommy asked me to stop. She'll head out later to get the bulk of it." Turning to look at him, she can't believe that it's official. Part of her fears sharing the news with her sisters, but she hears her bonded in her mind, offering positive sentiments. Grabbing the two bags behind the seat, she uses her heart-shaped ass to close the door to the car. Following him into the house, she heads to the kitchen with him in tow. Feeling his eyes on her, she felt happy and ecstatic at the same time.

Carrying the two bags into the kitchen, Heather set them on the counter. Before she can say anything, Tessa's out of her seat asking, "What sweets did you buy?"

Smiling, she says, "Daddy's bringing it in." Her eyes fall on Vivian, and she hears, 'Congratulations, baby.' Happy tears form and drop from her eyelids. Walking around the breakfast nook, Heather throws herself at the now-standing Vivian. Hugging her, she whispered, "Thank you, baby. It means a lot coming from you."

Tessa takes a moment to stop thinking of sweets and stare at her sisters. Not knowing how to react, she takes a step closer to her sister, Vivian, and pats her sister, Heather, on her back. She, too, says, "Congrats, sister." She immediately hears, 'Thanks, Tess. When you have the time, we all like to hear about your thoughts on yesterday.' Recollecting herself, she feels embarrassed cause yesterday she offered her Alpha her last hole/backdoor. She knows she must eventually share because they will all gang up on her until she does, even though it's something that shouldn't be discussed. Sitting back in her chair, she says, "Perhaps another time when we're... alone." Meaning, she doesn't want to share when Alpha's around. Picking it up, she hears, 'Got it, sis. Just happy that you're one of us now.' Heather replies.

Tessa's taken aback by that statement. She doesn't consider herself a slut, or a three-holed slut to Alpha. No, she offered her back door, cause her lover suggested it might bring her closer to him, and it's an experience worth having. It definitely was, and yet she's still processing it. Shaking her head internally, she considers herself a girlfriend more than a slut. She's not interested in having a dynamic with him, per se, but will have something with her lover. Her mind skips a beat when Alpha walks into the kitchen carrying a box. It's no ordinary box, but a box of Krispy Kreme donuts. She immediately pushes her chair back and stands up with a holler. Her eyes go wide, and she says, "Gimme! Gimme." Getting the box, she tore open the cardboard latch to see the variety of donuts. Seeing the Oreo Kreme filled, she immediately snatches it up and places it on her plate. Sitting back down, she says, "Thanks for getting Krispy Kreme donuts, sis."

Heather snickers as she pulls back from her impromptu hug with Vivian. She says, "You're welcome, sis, but it was Mistress's idea. All I did was drive out to get them." Before she leaves, she tilts her head down and says, "I haven't forgotten. We will do it soon." To Vivian, before turning around to give her bonded a kiss.

Tessa's eyes turn to her lover, and with her mind says, "Thank you, love. You know how to make my heart happy or my stomach." Seeing her lover nod, she hears, 'I do what I can. So don't give me lip when I ask if you want to go shopping with me today. We have to get a lot at Sam's; not just chocolate or snacks for you. Understand?' Tessa nods her head, but says, "Love you all the same." She hears, 'Love you more.' Which brings a smile to her face upon hearing that. Pushing her chair in, she takes an attentive bite of her Oreo donut before scooping up some eggs.

All eyes were on him when he entered. Sam got many well-wishes from his mates on their engagement. They all turn to him and ask, 'Where's Vanessa?' Grabbing his own plate, he says, "She's upstairs in the shower when I left. Probably soaking up the heat before coming down." Reaching out to her, he says, "Slut. What's keeping you?"

Hearing that designation, Vanessa feels her pussy tingle slightly. Smiling, but rolling her eyes, she says, "Almost done getting dressed. You make it sound like I'm a heat hoarder or something. Just enjoying the water caressing my curves while I think about our morning together, Master. A girl can lose herself through those wonderful memories."

"Well, they're asking about you. They want to interact with their new sister. So, get your sexy ass down here and don't be a hermit up there." Sam expresses through his mind.

"For you, I would do anything, but I'm not a hermit. It's tough to interact with people when you've been alone for over a year by yourself. It will take time to open up, but I'll be there momentarily. Thanks for the compliment, by the way." Vanessa says back.

Taking a bite of his eggs, he says, "You're welcome. If you're not here in 5 minutes, I will take it back and spank that ass until it's bright red." Hearing her chuckle, he hears, 'Promises. Promises. Coming down now, Master.'

She tries her best to keep her wetness at bay by squeezing her thighs together. As she takes the stairs, she hears, 'Don't let him get to you. We all go through it. You will never have dry panties around him, but who would want them? We're all his sluts. Hungry?' Turning her attention, she asked, "Mistress?"

"Sorry for not identifying myself, but yes, it's me. Master and I are bonded, so I can delve into his mind and vice versa. With that said, I heard his thoughts while he was communicating with you. Just inquiring if you're thirsty." Sasha says while smiling to her family.

Vanessa snickers to herself and replies, "Surprisingly enough, I'm not, but thanks for the offer. However, I could go for another load of his creamy essence down my throat if that was available." To her surprise, she heard, 'You and me, both, sister. Insatiable sluts we are to this man, and we can't stop thinking about his cream. Hope you never taste his blood; it's far worse than his cream. What are your kinks, if I may ask?'

"Never thought about it, but being with him, I'm willing to try anything to make him happy. Why is his blood worse than his cream? Care to share?" Vanessa asks as she hits the Foyer below.

Sasha snickers cause she has lots to share on that subject. She says, "I bet your cunt is ready for another round with our man. Taking just a sip will turn your hunger up a couple of notches, so you would do almost anything. I mean anything for him to fuck your holes. It makes every female vampire extremely horny for his cock. Definitely a trip amongst other things." She hears, 'Sounds intriguing, but won't dwell on it. I'm at the bottom of the preferable harem list. I'll share and follow his lead like the good slut that I am. Are we the only three vampires in his harem?'

Vanessa asks with her mind as she walks into the kitchen. Turning her attention towards him, she says, "I'm here as promised. Nice to meet all of you again." She immediately hears, 'No. He has two Asian sluts working for him in The Firm, and a Pain/Ass slut there too. That's pain and ass, slut. Not a pain in the ass. She's into pain and likes being fucked in the ass. I can't blame her there; I love it too, but pain, not so much. Knowing him, he'll add a couple sooner than later. He holds back because I would become addicted to it. Hmm, probably why I don't get it much. Smart man.' Shrugging her shoulders, she says, "I'm happy with what he offers now. If sometime in the future, he wants to offer more of himself, then I'll accept, but right now, I just need my holes taken regularly. God. I still crave his cock, and I just had it recently. Thanks for the tip."

Breakfast winds down, and most of the women put their plates in the sink before heading back upstairs. Sam and Tessa linger behind, trying to finish their breakfast. Tessa's trying to consume all the donuts, but hears her Alpha say, 'Pace yourself. You don't have to eat all of them in one day.' As for both vamps, Sasha and Vanessa clean up. Sasha washes and Vanessa dries. Piling all the dishes on the counter, Vanessa tries to locate where all the dishes belong. It takes a while, but with some help from her sister, she locates and puts them all away.

Sam sits back in his seat and asks, "Did you make a list of what we need at Sam's and/or grocery store?"

"I did, Master. However, I suggest you stay home and rest. You've been having a lot of late nights and need to cooperate for tonight's event. I informed Vivian that she should take her car to work rather than having baby-girl drop her off. We should be back before 1 pm, so she can take Tanya to work. Don't worry, Master. Everything is being taken care of. Any plans for the weekend?" Sasha explains and asks. She doesn't have to wait for his reply cause she picks it up via her mind. Nodding her head, she says, "Interesting. Since your beta and witch will pack your weekend, you must catch up on some much-needed sleep. "

Vanessa looks at Sasha and her Master. He didn't reply, and yet she knew the answer before he said anything. How? Is he communicating with her via telepathy, or is it something else? Seeing her perplexed, Sam steps in and says, "Slut, we're bonded. She can read my thoughts before I can either say or direct them via telepathy. First slut's always one step ahead of me. Right, bitch?"

Hearing her new designation, Sasha felt the moisture between her thighs increase slightly. Squeezing them together, she says, "Yes, my Master. It's my duty to keep the household running smoothly." But with her mind, she says, "Mm, Master. Love you." She feels his thoughts through the bond and feels her wetness dripping down her leg. Feeling his thoughts warms her heart, but feeds her hunger for him.

Looking over at her lover, Sasha asks, "Ready?" Seeing that she's finished with her breakfast.

Tessa perks up with a smile and says, "I am, baby. Just need to get my shoes on and am ready to go shopping." Watching both her lovers look at each other as if something were amiss. Looking at both of them, she says, "Don't give that look. I know my place, and I would rather be by her side anyway. Hope you have a great rest, Alpha. See you later."

Sam turns to his omega and gives her an appreciative nod; however, he gives his bitch a slide glance and says, "Did anal fix her?" He hears his bitch chuckling in his mind. 'Anything is possible, Master. Let's not jinx it. I'm liking the new Omega. Any requests before I make my leave?' Sam shakes his head and says, "Can't think of anything. Just snacks for our guests. Before you say anything, I'm not making more cum samples. If they want a taste, they have to put in the work."

"I hear you loud and clear, Master. Already told Lauren that if she wants another sample, she has to get it from you. Besides, most of your recruits are young. Lauren is close to 40, and time is against her. Being a werewolf would do wonders for her. Plus, she'll have plenty of pussy to eat after she gives up hers to you. But will see." Sasha says as she leaves the kitchen and heads upstairs to grab her purse. Instantly, she hears, 'Drive safe. Love you, my cock whore bitch.' Hearing those words radiating in her head makes her saturated with need. She says to herself, 'Fuck. He knows how to get me going.' As her fingers slid down her body to rub her clit slightly to feel some relief.

Reaching out to her daughter, Sasha says, "Heading out, baby-girl. Will be back before you have to take Tanya to work. Don't worry, I'll fill up the gas tank. Oh, Viv is going to drive herself to work. You don't have to pick her up. Love you, baby."

Upstairs in the master, Heather's relaxing with her lovers, Vivian and Tanya. Caressing them, she replies, "Thanks, Mommy. Have fun shopping. Let me know when you're close, cause we'll all help you unload. Take care." Turning her attention to Viv, she asks, "When are you leaving, baby?"

Tilting her head up, she says, "Start at 1 pm today; will head out shortly to change clothes and get a bite to eat before starting work. Don't worry, baby. Still here for cuddles. I set my alarm. No worries."

Tilting her head from side to side, Heather kissed each of them on their foreheads and said, "Love you both. Let's enjoy ourselves. Tonight will definitely be interesting. In a week, you two will have new beta sisters and won't be alone. Pack's growing."

"True. Numbers are great when you're in a fight, but the family is more important to me than numbers. We're stronger together. Love you too, baby." Tanya says while looking up at her sister with a kid-friendly smile. She resumes petting her lover's chest with her fingers, but hears, 'You're so right, baby. We're a tight-knit family, and we love everyone.'

Backing out of the driveway, Sasha turns to her lover and offers her a big smile. Reading it, Tanya rolls her eyes and says, "Let me guess. We're heading to the mall first thing. I figured as much."

"Got that right, but not for shopping. It will be quick. Just need to do something for your sister and Master. I have to tie up a loose end, and it's time." Sasha says with a sardonic smile.

Tessa rolls her eyes, but says, "You do what you have to do. I'll always have your back, baby."

Looking over at her lover, Sasha loves the new Tessa. Thinking to herself, 'Damn. All it took was some dick in the ass, and she changed her tune. Master has a magical cock.' Then it hits her. She says, "Wait. You're doing this for sweets, right?"

Tessa looks over at her lover and gives a small grin. She then says, "Partially, but again, I don't want to fight. I'm serious about our relationship and really want this to work."

"Wow! Someone gets anal for the first time and becomes empathetic. I should've pushed this earlier on." Sasha says to tease her lover.

Shaking her head, Tessa says, "Stop it. Stop teasing me. It wasn't just anal, baby. Maybe it was, but I just had time to think about what I wanted. I don't want to ruin this relationship. You mean the world to me, and I know Alpha should come first, but I love you more. I will say nothing more, but I will say this: 'Definitely enjoyed it, and you were right.'"

"I'll stop. Love you too, baby. You'll be my eyes and ears when we get to Victoria's Secret. The new Cheryl 2.0 will definitely shock Vivian after I'm done." Sasha says as she heads down N. Altadena Drive.

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While his mates are upstairs in the master, cuddling up to one another, Sam's downstairs in the living room, thinking about his next move. He knows this is a process, and yet he wants nothing more than to complete it soon. Taking his mind off things, he pulls out his phone to check messages. Scrolling through, he notices he has many to get through. Clicking on Sophia, she sent him another picture of her bent over her desk with a blue highlighter in her ass with the caption saying, "I know this is small compared to you, Master, but this is all I have to work with. Looking forward to our date night next Friday. Will send the details soon. Love you." Clicking on the picture, he picks a heart emoji and says, "Can't wait, cum-bucket. Thanks for the pic, as always. Use what you can to satisfy yourself, cause you have an entire week without my cock." Chuckling to himself, he hopes that little dig will help her masochistic tendencies.

Checking out the next message, it's from the twins, saying, "Sending love to you, Master. Look forward to seeing you on Monday. Take care. From your adorable Asian Princess." Shaking his head, she's the cutest thing ever, from your adorable Asian Princess. Replying, he says, "Love you too, my lovely Asian baby-girl. Hope all is well with you and your brother. Miss you both." Scrolling down to the next message, it's from Chrissy. He's about to read it when he hears, 'Penny for your thoughts, Master?' from his newest slut, Vanessa. Putting his phone down, he says, "Just thinking about the future, but then took a break to check messages. A lot of my mates are sending texts to keep me motivated. How are you, slut?"

With her fingers, Vanessa asks if she can sit down with him. Seeing the nod, she hears, 'Mi casa es su casa. Slut, you're part of my family. You're no longer alone. Sit wherever you're content.' Upon hearing that, she smiles, but on the inside, she feels warmth spreading from her chest downward. Walking into the Living room, she hikes up her dress and straddles him before leaning closer to hug him. Feeling his arms circle her back, she felt content and no longer alone. She hears, 'Are you okay? Something on your mind, baby?' Hearing a new designation, she shudders and feels the heat building between her thighs. Hugging him tighter, she says, "I'm comfortable. Being in your arms. All my worries cease to exist. I've been alone for so long, and this is heaven. I'm afraid that you'll leave me like..." She doesn't finish her sentence; cause emotions take a toll on her.

Sam's taken aback by his new slut's admission. Hugging her tighter, he says, "I will never let you go or will ever not want you, slut. Yes, you gave us a lead to solving your late husband's murder, but you also gave me something more. Yourself, and all three of your beautiful holes to use as I please. You're the newest slut within my harem, and I take care of all my sluts needs. Of all the seats in this house, you had to choose my lap." Chuckling to himself, he dropped his hands to caress her ass. Squeezing her, he hears her moaning, and he rolls his eyes at that. 'Insatiable. Are all my sluts that?' He thinks to himself, but knows that they are. He knows his baby-girl fights her need for him so the rest of the family can get a slice of him. Smacking her ass, he says, "Take your time, baby. I'm not going anywhere." With that said, he tilts himself to the side to lie down, and he can resume answering his text messages. Looking at his phone, he pulls up Chrissy's message, and it reads: "Got a big surprise for you, Master. I'm looking forward to seeing you later and spending the day with you tomorrow. Love you." Sam's eyebrows rose when he read her text message. 'Surprise?' He wonders what that would entail. Dropping his shoulders, he had to wait and see. Feeling his newest slut not letting go, he looks at his next message and lets her do her thing.

Finished looking at all his messages, Sam puts his phone down on the table; it takes several tries though, since his newest slut won't let go of him. Letting out a deep sigh, he tried to extricate himself from her, but to no avail. He could only dislodge her to his side, but still felt her iron grip on him. Just about to give up when he heard someone descending the stairs. He hears, 'Master? I'm leaving. Master?' from his beta-slut, Vivian. Reaching out to her, he says, "I'm in the Living room. I would wish you goodbye, but I have an insatiable slut pinning me down at the moment."

Chuckling to herself, Vivian says, "Could be a good thing, Master. Remember, she hasn't had any sex or intimacy with anyone for over a year. She's afraid that if she lets you go, she'll be alone again. It's a common situation. Anyway, have a great day, Master. See you later." She immediately hears, 'You too, beta-slut. Raincheck on the kiss and gripping your succulent ass goodbye, slut.' Grabbing her purse and keys, she chuckles again but says, "I will hold you to it, my love. Love you, Master." As she closes the front door, she hears, 'Love you more.' On hearing that, she felt her core burning hotter than she wanted and felt her pussy moist with renewed wetness. Rolling her eyes, she knows she needs to change into new panties when she gets home.

* * * * *

Walking into Victoria's Secret, Sasha reaches out to Tessa and says, "You know what to do. Just need to find Cheryl and pull her into the changing room to make some alterations." Flagging a salesperson, she asks, "Is Cheryl in by any chance?"

Tiffany stops stocking the perfume on the shelf and gets up. Walking over to Tessa, she says, "I can help. What do you require or need to help find?" Looking at the customer's incredible bust, she knows they have nothing that would support her in the store. Looking down, her eyes gazed at the customer's heart-shaped ass, and she noticed that they might have something for that. Waiting for a reply, she can't help but stare at her. She says to herself, 'She looks familiar. Hmm, I wonder where I've seen her before?'

"Thanks, but only Cheryl can help me with my problem. Is she in today by any chance?" Sasha asks.

Nodding her head, Tiff says, "She is. I believe she's in the back. Wait a moment, and I'll go get her for you. One moment, please." Seeing the nod from the customer, she heads to the back to get her assistant manager.

Sasha hears, 'That associate was checking you out.' Turning to her lover, and says, "Did it bother you?" Seeing the shake of the head, she hears, 'No. It's intriguing, cause I know I've got the hottest girlfriend around.' Smiling over, she replies, "Damn straight. Feel the same about you, baby. That fine ass and delicious cunt are mine to do as I please, and I bet you feel the same way."

Tessa nods her head, but says, "I do, however, you're allowed to fuck whoever, just as long as you tell me. Got that, baby."

Their conversation ends when Cheryl steps out from the back room. When her eyes meet hers, Sasha hears, 'Oh, it's you. How may I help you today?' In a nonchalant way. Rolling her eyes, she says, "I'm purchasing a gift for my daughter and need some help with sizes. Care to follow me?" Seeing the reluctant nod followed by a sigh, she heads closer to the changing rooms as she points at a rack close by. Reaching out to her lover, she says, "You know what to do." Seeing the nod, she led Cheryl to the changing room. Not seeing anyone close by, she grabs Cheryl by the arm and yanks her into the changing room.

"Ow! Let go of m......" Cheryl tries to say, but doesn't finish the sentence cause she feels Sasha's hand on her forehead. Instantly, she's catatonic and open to persuasion. She hears, " I'm going to remove my hand; however, you will still be in a hypnotic state until I say so. Got it!' Nodding her head, she felt the hand being removed and felt relaxed but more herself.

Shaking her head, Sasha looks at Cheryl with contempt. She could have it all, continued to look good as you aged, and the only cock that gave orgasms galore, but won't share. Wondering, she asks, "Why did you say 'No' to my master? You had his cock, and know how it felt in your cunt, but to throw it all away; for what?"

Cheryl drops her shoulders and says, "You're right. It was hard knowing he had the perfect cock to satisfy all my needs, but I'm straight as they come. I'm not like Viv, that harlot who gives it to anyone, especially women. I have no bisexual tendencies whatsoever. Plus, I'm more of a dominant woman and run the show. Couldn't compete with his multiple women daily. If he's mine, then he couldn't have his cake and eat it too on my terms." She instantly hears, 'Harlot? Vivian's never a harlot. She gives it up only to the people she loves. Never call her that, or so help me, I'll change your clean orientation and have you attracted to bums on the street. You got me?'

Sasha hears, 'You're so harsh. Fuck. I like this side of you. Oh, here comes that associate. Got to go to work. Be back in a sec.' As for Cheryl, she hears, 'Sorry, ma'am. It won't happen again. I've always taken out my frustrations on Viv. She got the job I wanted. However, I got all the men who wanted me for a time. Now she found her 'One,' and I was jealous. Yeah, I've tasted him, but again, I'm not willing to share with her.'

Tiff finishes stocking the shelves and heads over to see if Cheryl or the customer needs any assistance, as it's slow. She's curious about that woman for some odd reason, but can't pinpoint who she reminds her of. Seeing her friend standing guard, she asks, "Where's your friend? Did she find what she was looking for?"

Standing her ground, Tessa nods her head and says, "Cheryl's helping her find the perfect size for her daughter. Thanks for your curiosity. I'll let her know you asked." Seeing the nod, she watches her turn around and head back where she came, but sees her from time to time, turning her head to look back. Reaching out to her lover, she says, "The associate left. You need to get the ball rolling. I don't know when she'll come back and ask questions again."

Nodding her head, Sasha understands Cheryl a little better. With a deep sigh, Sasha realized her time was limited. So, she re-illustrates her intentions. Hearing her lover's thoughts, she says, "Getting there. Just asking questions, but you're right. Our time is precious. Just can't believe this woman turned down the best cock on the planet. Who does that?"

Tessa can't help herself and chuckles at her lover's question. She stops suddenly when she hears, 'You're laughing at my comment. Well, see about that.' Shaken, she replies, "Not laughing at you, but at your statement. Who does that? She must be an anomaly or something or another."

Now it's Sasha's turn to chuckle, but she says, "Kissing my ass, huh? " Love to feel your lips and tongue on me. I was only teasing you, lover. Thanks for the preverbal thought, lover." She can feel her lover's eyes roll from her statement. Turning her attention to Cheryl, she reprograms her into a new version of herself.

She gave Cheryl a long list of things to change, mainly her attitude toward her store manager. She says, "You will forget my Master, but not his cock. When you dream at night, you will remember what his cock felt like, but you can't picture his face. It will drive you crazy not knowing whose cock that is that you will search to find that perfect cock. You will treat your store manager with the respect she deserves and stop badgering her with your ilk. Remember, if I get wind that you're treating Viv like before; you will be dumpster diving in filth looking for the perfect cock to dominate. Understand?" Seeing the nod, she hears, 'Yes, ma'am.' But Sasha illiterates, "Call me, Mistress." She hears, 'Yes, Mistress. I will obey.' Nodding her head, she says, "Good. I respect your choices, but I was looking forward to playing with you. Too bad you're not willing." She thinks for a moment, but hears, 'Don't you do it. We have places to be. Take out your sexual curiosity on me, not on... her.' Letting out a deep sigh, she knows her lover is right, but knowing she has this power. Damn. She wants to find out, but knows it's circumstantial at best. Best to find a woman who's definitely into it, rather than change someone into that lifestyle. Oh well. Master would be upset if I changed her orientation without his permission. But another thought came to mind. Walking up to Cheryl, she whispers into her ear a naughty kink to explore, and says, "In five minutes, you will wake up refreshed and be the perfect Cheryl 2.0. Be mindful of what you say. Be respectful to Vivian and the people under her. Take care."

Leaving, Sasha closed the door behind her. Heading out to the floor, she grabs her lover and pulls her into an embrace, followed by a kiss. Feeling her lover's tension, she says, "Stop fighting it. I love PDA, Public Displays of Affection. You're mine, and I want you, baby. You make me feel so wanted. God, my cunt is saturated for your lips."

In Tessa's mind, she thinks, 'Need to tease her more often. Damn, she's wet with need for her, but knows if Alpha were there, she would prefer him over her. Beggars can't be choosers, but I would fight for what's mine. Even with Alpha, she knows she would lose cause she lost her dignity by offering her last hole. Just a three-hole girlfriend now. Hmm.' Just thinking about him taking her back door has her squirming with need. Thinking again, 'What's come over me? Am I an ass slut now?'

Chapter 25.7

Sam tries to focus on anything to keep himself awake. He tries to listen in on his mates upstairs, but Vanessa's caresses soothe his whims. Soon his eyelids flicker, and he heads into the black. He's out for the count, but doesn't know for how long. What brings him slowly back to reality, he hears her voice. She's talking to someone, but they're not replying. He hears: 'You're so magnificent and yet you fulfill my desires. I can't get enough of you. Fighting with myself right now, cause all I want is to devour you in homes that you deem me worthy of your essence.' Scrunching his face, he slowly looks down to see his newest slut talking to his erect cock. How does he know this? Well, he can feel that it's free and that she's rubbing her cheek against his length. He continues to listen in on her conversation: 'Most of my life, people have pampered me, but I want to be like everyone else, a fighter. What should I do, Master?'

Propping himself up on his elbows, Sam looks down and sees Vanessa across his body, head facing towards his feet, but at his groin. She's slowly stroking him with her hand as she rubs me against her face. Like she's waiting for an answer that has yet to come. Can't help himself, Sam asks, "What does he say to your minor dilemma?"

Feeling his warmth along with his leathery touch. Vanessa doesn't turn around, but she says, "He doesn't say much, but loves my efforts. Loves that I worship him and attend to his needs. I know it's a fool's errand, but I love him dearly, Master. He's a part of you, but I can't get enough. He makes me feel alive, and when deemed worthy, he feeds me. Even caressing him now, I hunger for him and his essence. I need it."

"I think you're worse than my cock-whore mistress. Perhaps you should stop talking and serve him. While you're doing that, how about you bring that juicy pussy towards me so I can return the favor, slut." Sam suggests with a grin. Watching her throw her leg over him, she moves her derriere up his chest towards his face and stops.

Seeing precum shoot out, she smiles cause she got her answer. 'He wants me to devour him.' She thinks to herself as she leans forward to lick up the juicy morsel. Stroking him with care, she says, "So sweet. Mmm." Fluttering her eyes, she takes his cock head and bathes him with her tongue before taking him further into her mouth and throat.

Sam grabs her dress and flings it upward to see that Vanessa isn't wearing any panties. "Ho, ho! You're not wearing any panties. Guessing you wanted this, or did you forget?" Caressing her smooth derriere with his palms.

Taking her sweet time caressing and devouring his cock with her tongue, Vanessa says with her mind, "I didn't forget, Master. They're all dirty and need to be dry-cleaned or tossed out. Need to order either more, or just go pantyless." Tasting more of his precum, she says, 'Mmm, so yummy,' to herself.

Shaking his head back and forth as his tongue rings her nether lips. He says, "Dry-cleaned? Never heard of someone dry-cleaning their underwear. Don't you wash your intimates at home?"

"You're asking a lot of intimate questions, Master. Since I'm yours, I will share. Rich people don't wash. Most of my clothes are dry-cleaned. As for my panties, well, they don't get dirty often, because vampires don't sweat, and I've been dry for over a year until a couple of days ago. This is unfamiliar territory for me, Master. I can't seem to be dry around you or around your sluts in waiting. Definitely a dilemma being a slut for the Dire. Hasn't it?" Vanessa says when she's balls deep on his cock.

Flicking his tongue over her hooded clitoris, he elicited a response. Not a moan, but a shudder. Smiling to himself, he delves deeper by devouring her slit and tasting all of her. Replying, he says, "I learned something new. I wasn't aware you could dry-clean panties. As much as I appreciate you being pantyless, I think you need to either get your panties washed or order more pairs. Where do you buy your intimates? Perhaps you should ask Mistress, and she can place an order online for you. Your bottom holes are delicious."

"Glad my body pleases you, Master. Let me know when you want to explore them... deeper." Vanessa says with a hint of flirting sarcasm. Her body shudders as her legs tighten around her Master's head. His tongue is delving deeper into her pussy, but pulls out to lather spit around her backdoor. She feels her eyes roll backward as she feels him devour her holes. Her mind screams, 'Oh. My. God. So close. Fuck.' When he dives back into her pussy, he runs it down and circles her clit, and she knows she's done for. She cums hard onto his waiting mouth. Shuddering and spasming, she pulls off his cock with a moan of her release. She desperately wants to get back and give him a royal blowjob for getting her off so nicely. However, he's no longer there. Turning her head from side to side, she saw him behind her. Biting her lip, she suddenly feels him taking what's his: her cunt. Feeling her folds expand and caress his thick cock as it drives deeper into her sex. When he's balls deep, her body clamps down and shudders once more. Her mind goes blank, but she wonders how much more will he take.

Sam leans forward and grabs her hair. With a flick of his wrist, he grabbed more to get a good purchase on it before pulling her head back. When he does, his other hand comes around and grabs her throat. Giving her a good squeeze, he whispered into her ear, "Show me!" Getting no response, he pulled his cock out from her saturated cunt and moved it up. Driving forward, he penetrates her ass with force and drives all 12 inches into her. Again, she clamps down on him once more, and that's when she drops her fangs. Seeing them, he smiles and says, "You're mine. I reclaimed all three of your holes just now, and I own this body, mind, and your very soul if I wanted it. You will do anything for this cock. Ain't that right, slut?"

She can't help herself, cause she knows it's true. She hadn't wanted something so badly until she had him, and now she can't get enough. He's her drug dealer, and he calls the shots. She would do anything for another hit. She knows she's far too gone, and there's no way back to her original self anymore. 'I'm addicted, and I love this man with every fiber of my being.' She tells herself, but to him, she says, "Yes, Master." Feeling him let go of her throat, she relinquishes her fangs and buries her face into the cushions. Holding her breath as he pulls out of her, she waits to be filled once more. When he drives it home, she praises God that she found her true 'One' and now she is completely full. But it all comes crashing down on her when the garage door opens. Hearing his words brings everything to a close.

Sam leans forward and says, "Ain't this a bitch. Guess our time has ended. Hope those three orgasms will keep you satiated for a bit. Time to help Mistress unload and attend to her needs. Be a dear and clean me up, slut." Pulling his cock out of her ass to only hold it in front of her face. It doesn't take her long to slurp him back into her throat and do a thorough cleaning of his cock.

Just as Vanessa reluctantly pulls back on her master's cock, she feels his hand on the back of her head before the influx of his cock ramming down her throat. Tears fall from her eyes, not from pain, but from joy. She loves when he uses her and feels her thighs coated with her wetness. She hears, 'Just for good measure. You're mine.' Replying, she says, "Yesssss." As she savors his cock in her mouth. When he drags himself out, she feels empty and sad. 'If only Mistress had arrived a little later, she could've gotten another tummy full of his essence.' She thinks to herself.

Seeing her sadness, Sam says, "Another time perhaps, but I feel it will be soon. I think you'll do anything for another taste of essence. You'll be a complete slut, joining your sisters, helping each of us get off quicker, hoping to get a taste of my essence." Giving her a sardonic smile as he pulls up his boxers along with his sweatpants. Standing up, he offered his hand, and she graciously took it. He pulled her along and headed around the staircase. When he does, he sees his other mates with intertwined hands. Smiling up at them, he asked, "Did you two have fun?"

Feeling her fingers interlaced with his, Vanessa felt one with her new Master and lover. What he said is probably true, cause feeling and tasting his essence drives her. She can't explain it; she's becoming a cum-whore for her Master. She'll do anything for another taste. Guess this is what addiction feels like. Is this good? Gives her purpose compared to her year of solitude. The orgasms received make her feel closer to him. She feels off; the hunger for his essence has kept it at bay, but her other aspect of herself wants something more. Vibrating with need, her fangs drop, and she wonders when the last time she fed. Looking up at him, she says with her mind, "Sorry, Master, but I must leave you. I need..."

Sam looks down and nods his head. He says, "It's okay, slut. Other needs take precedence. You know where it is. Take your time and enjoy. We'll be here when you're finished."

Vanessa is beside herself because her Master isn't displeased but offers reassurance. It's like he's showing her his love by caring about her other needs. Squeezing his hand, she nods her head and let's go. It's tough, but she must feed, or the shakes will get worse. Her heart aches, but it's only in her mind. She misses him already as she makes her way to the lab.

Tanya looks over at them, but feels a tad shy to share, and offers a smile instead. However, Heather speaks up and says, "Definitely did, Daddy. Were you able to sleep?"

"More or less," Sam says as he watches his newest slut head downstairs for a bite to eat.

Heather watches his gaze and smiles. She then says, "The newest slut is hungry for other things than your cock, Daddy?"

Turning his head to look at his fiancée, he says, "Maybe. If she got herself another load, I bet she would've forgone her appetite for blood, but these things happen. You can't always get what you want. Boy, it's taking your mother a long time to disembark and come inside. Guess we should meet her than vice versa. Come, you two." As he leads the way to the garage. Slipping on his shoes, he opened the door and saw his two mates making out. Rolling his eyes, he looks at his baby-girl, and says, "Now we know why they're not coming in." Reaching out to his bitch, he says, "Perhaps you should take this inside. We can unload and put everything away while you two can get down to business." He says with a chuckle.

Sasha breaks off her kiss with Tessa to look at her Master. Giving him a cheesy smile, she says, "That's all fine and dandy, but we're celebrating our first month anniversary. We had a fun time shopping at Sam's and other places today. Right, lover?" Turning her attention to Tessa, she saw her nod. They both looked at Sam, who made all this possible.

Tessa slightly caresses her lover's chest before looking at her Alpha. Smiling, she says, "Just doting on my lover. We'll celebrate later, cause we bought a lot of sweets to mark the occasion. However, you won't see what we've got if you don't help us unload. So, you better get your hands ready, cause we've got a lot."

"Let's get to it. Shall we?" Sam offers a smile of his own as he winks at both of them. In truth, he sends his love and happiness to his Mistress. Seeing his bitch's eyes sparkle, does he know she feels the same way?

As they unloaded, Heather asked, "So how did it go with Cheryl?" Which stopped everyone in their tracks, especially Sam.

Sasha turned to her daughter and gave her the 'WTF' stare, but gave her a grin. She says, "It went well." But with her mind, she says, "I'll share... later."

Sam stops in his tracks and asks, "What did you have to see Cheryl for, slut?"

Not hearing her new designation, Sasha feels slightly taken aback, but says, "What needed to be done, Master. As promised, I wiped her memory of your time with her; however, she'll remember how it felt. She will continue to dream about it, but won't be able to see your face. She had her chance, and her conduct isn't becoming of a slut in your harem."

Reaching out to her, he says, "Thanks, but I know you better. There's more, isn't there? Wait." He peers into her memories and says, "You're one twisted bitch, but damn, I love you. Carry on, my cock-whore. After we put away the groceries and baby-girl leaves with Pet, we could have a foursome if Tessa's up for it. If not, a threesome. I know you're dying for your holes to be filled before tonight's festivities."

"Fuck. You know me so well, Master. I'll ask our lover to see if she's up for it, but if not, I'm down for a threesome. As for Vivian, she's going to have an interesting day. Can't wait to see her later. Thanks for not being mad. Love you." Sasha says with her mind as her eyes humps him.

Sam chuckles to himself but says, "I could never be mad for long. We're one, slut. Good with the bad. Plus, I know your fucked-up humor. Poor Pasadena, cause I created a monster. God, I love you." As his eyes return the favor, they slide down to her heart-shaped ass as she walks away from him. Picturing her holes underneath her yoga pants and thong. Saturated with the need for his cock makes him twitch with need.

Feeling his eyes on her derriere, Sasha struts her stuff, but reaches out to her daughter and shares that she doesn't have to worry about retribution from her Master. She says, "I wish we were bonded because then you could see everything with your own eyes. Here, I'll recap everything for you." She shares her 10 minutes with Cheryl, giving every detail.

Heather looks at her mother and says, "You're wicked, Mommy. Wonder if Cheryl will beat your hypnosis like she beat Master's cock? If so, will you stick to your guns and have her search for dumpster diving or men who live on the street?"

"No 'Norm' or supernatural has ever broken my hypnotism. Is it possible? Sure, but I doubt Cheryl could do it. Anyway, enough said about her. I just wish I could be a fly on the wall when Vivian starts her shift. Boy, she's in for an amazing day." Sasha says with a smile.

Everyone helps unpack the car and take everything into the house. They start putting things away in their rightful places. Sasha looks over at her lover, Tessa, and says, "Aren't you forgetting something, baby?" Seeing that look, she smiles and says, "In the backseat?"

Nodding her head, Tessa remembered they had stopped along the way to pick up lunch for everyone. Giving her lover a big smile, she ran off to the garage to bring in their lunch. She came back to the kitchen carrying 6 bags of hamburgers and fries. Looking around, she asks, "Is Vivian around?"

Sam shakes his head, but says, "No. She left before you two arrived."

Shrugging her shoulders, Tessa says, "Oh well! I'll package it into a glass container, and she can have it later." Handing out bags, she says, "Help yourself. I've already eaten." Grabbing a bag of chips, she looks over at her lover and says, "I'll head up to my room and read a bit." Seeing the nod, she instantly feels her lover's thoughts through the bond, and she smiles before blowing her a kiss. As she's heading out, she hears, 'After your sisters leave for work, Master, Vanessa, and I are going to play. Master asked me to ask you if you'd like to play too?' Turning around, she gives a flirty grin and says, "I'll think about it. So, a foursome, hmm. Never had one of those. Let's see how far along I get in the book. Chat with you later, baby."

Turning around, Sasha looks at her Master and says, "It's a maybe, but I will ask again when the time is right. Is Vanessa up for the challenge?" Seeing the shrug, she hears, 'I'll ask her, but knowing her, she'll definitely be interested. Why do you ask?' She smiles and says, "I look forward to tasting her. Mm, I can't wait."

Sam looks at his bitch with curiosity, but knows she's interested in learning more about his newest slut and to make him happy, of course. Reaching out with his mind, he taps into his newest slut, Vanessa. He asks, "How are you doing down there, slut?"

"Doing just fine, Master. Taking my time to cool down with a pint. What's up?" Vanessa asks curiously.

Smiling to himself, he says, "I know the answer already, but thought I should ask you. We might have a three-or four-some depending on Tessa. Wondering if you would be interested?"

Upon hearing that, Vanessa's pussy heats up. Not wasting any time, she says, "Yes!" With a lot of excitement, but cooled it down with, "Yes, I'm interested. Anything with your cock, I'm interested in it." She instantly hears, 'I'll pass that along to your Mistress. She'll definitely be happy and interested in tasting all of you, slut.' Hearing that, Vanessa could't help but shudder. She remembered her time with Patricia. Didn't know she could've gone that way, but it was an interesting experience. Taking a deep breath, she says, "I will be up shortly, Master."

Sam replies, "Take your time, slut. We're just waiting for your sisters, Heather and Tanya. They'll be leaving shortly for Tanya's work. After they leave, we'll play. I know you like the sound of that; don't you, slut?"

"You know me all too well, Master." Vanessa says back, but in her mind, she's saying, 'Fuck!'

Sam turns to his bitch and nods his head. Giving her a heads-up that Vanessa's interested in playing. Seeing her smile, he says, "If Tessa joins in, I think you should get your strap-on, so we can take turns fucking their holes before I dive into yours. Sound good?"

Giving him the side-eye, Sasha's cunt heats with anticipation, but shares her thoughts through the bond. One with joy, and the other with love. Replying, she says, "Sounds delicious, Master. You're so devious and wicked. God, I love you."

"I know," Sam says as he quotes a Star Wars line, but sends his love through the bond back. Both of our eyes are on the twins.

Heather is leaning on her sister while Tanya eats. Her eyes glazed at the clock on the stove, and she knew that their time was running short. Looking over at her, bonded, she says, "Our time grows short, baby. Finish your meal and head upstairs to get changed. We leave in 15 minutes." Leaning to the side to kiss her bonded on the cheek before pushing her chair back to leave. She needs to get upstairs quickly and change. Seeing Daddy and Mommy's eyes on her, she smiles but knows that they've been chatting with each other since they sat and ate their lunch. Smiling back, she says, "Love you both." She immediately hears, 'We love you more, baby-girl.' From her mother. Feeling her Daddy's eyes on her, she feels warmth spreading throughout her body, but centered on her core. She feels her panties become saturated. Shaking her head, she's running out of time, as usual, to reciprocate, but says with her mind, "Later. Love you." She immediately hears, 'Love you more, baby-girl. Thanks for accepting us. Soon we'll share the bond with you and make you whole. Be careful, my love.' Heather's heart aches, but she climbs the stairs with ease. Heading to the Master, she has to use the washroom to get her wetness under control before getting dressed.

Tanya finishes her meal, grabs her plate, and pushes back her chair to clean up. She stops when Mistress steps forward and says, 'Leave it, Pet. Your time grows short. We'll clean up after you. Why not head upstairs and change for work? See you soon.' Offering a smile, she set down her plate and said, "Thanks, Mistress." Pushing back her chair, she turns to kiss her Master on the cheek before leaving. She stops again when she hears him say, 'Pet!' Turning around, she sees his index finger curling up to say, 'Come here!' She says, "Yes, Master?"

Sam leans forward to kiss his beta on the lips. When their lips meet, he sticks out his tongue, and sure enough, she opens to receive him. Tasting her, the kiss deepens. Reaching out to her, he says, "I appreciate the pecks, but I wanted more. Love you, Pet." He knows her time is limited and pulls back. When he does, he opens his eyes and sees her green ones staring back. She has a shocked expression on her face. Tilting his head to the side, his body language asks, 'What's wrong?'

Shaking her head, Tanya replied, "Nothing, Master." She's just shocked to hear his admission, but knows that they both love each other. It's been a while for both of them, and that kiss started something fierce. She feels her tiny pussy salivating, and her heart is pounding. Wanting nothing more than to sit on his lap and continue kissing him to see where it would lead. Shaking her head internally, she thinks, 'Obligations. Fuck. All I want is to ride my Master's cock to please him and reap the benefits. It's been so long since I had his cock deep in me.'

Reading her thoughts, Sam smiles and says, "Later. We'll find the time. Go before your sister yells at you." He chuckles to himself.

Nodding her head and offering a brief smile. Tanya says, "I'll hold you to that, Master. As for her yelling, she wouldn't, cause we're bonded. She wouldn't hurt me, and vice versa. You two have a good afternoon. See you both later tonight." Smiling at both of them before making her escape.

Sam looks at his bitch and sees a smile on her face. He says, "What?"

"Nothing, Master. You're so cute with her. Hence why we all adore you. Are you finished with your meal?" Sasha says as she grabs Tanya's plate to pre-rinse it before sticking it into the dishwasher. Seeing the nod, she grabbed his plate as well. Turning her back to him, she tossed the paper wrappers into the garbage and rinsed each plate. She feels him close, but doesn't turn; just focuses on the task at hand. When she feels his hand caressing her right buttock, she shudders to a stop. A small moan escapes her lips as moisture drips down her thick thighs.

Sam can't help himself. He loves toying with his bitch. She has many names: cock-whore, first-slut, and so on. He knows her so well, and he has to, since they're bonded. She loves his touch, and it means the world when he does it. Smiling to himself, he feels another presence behind him. His senses hear the twins upstairs changing, so that leaves Vanessa. Hearing her gasp, he says, "Speak. Why the gasp?"

"I... I want that." Vanessa says with her mind. Looking at the two of them, she wants what Mistress has or what she's feeling at the moment. She wants to feel owned and wanted. Seeing him grab her ass set her aflame.

It's Sam's turn to let out a sigh. Reaching out once more, he asks, "Be as specific as possible. What is it you want?"

Taking an attentive step forward, Vanessa says, "I want what Mistress is getting. Caressed, grabbed, or manhandled. I can't help but want to be owned and wanted, Master."

"You're owned and wanted, slut. Why must..." Sam says before being interrupted by his bitch.

"Master! Don't tease her. She's been through a lot. A year or more without being touched or feeling wanted by her husband. Now she lost him, but found you. She's making up for lost time. Can you blame her?" Sasha says as his grip tightens. Letting out a deep moan, she feels her body getting closer to orgasm, so she has to lean on him for support. She hears, 'You're right, bitch.'

Reaching out to Vanessa, he says, "Come here. My right hand is lonely and needs something to grab." Hearing her shuffle forward, his right hand comes and settles on her lower back to direct her before sliding down to grab her left ass cheek. Giving it a hearty squeeze, he asks, "Better?"

Letting out a moan herself, she whispered, "So much better. Thank you, Master." Feeling his caresses, she hears, 'I know it's easy to forget, but remember... my mark sits on the side of your breasts. When you feel dissociated. Find a mirror and look into it. Marked and owned, slut. I will never let you go, cause I own every aspect of your well-being. You chose me as your Master, and you're my forever submissive. Never forget.' Putting her head down, she quietly reached out with her hand to caress the side of her breast where he had marked her. She says to herself, "I will never forget, Master."

Hearing movement, Sam directs his slut to turn around and walk into the Foyer. Seeing his mates walk down the stairs, he lets go of his sluts softness to offer his mates a good afternoon and say his goodbyes. His hug lingers on baby-girl, but he reluctantly lets her go.

Heather pulls back reluctantly. She wants nothing more than to reassure her fiancé of her love for him. Being pulled in two directions feels tough, but her bonded means more. Caressing his face, she pouts, but hears, 'I know, baby-girl. You're bonded means more than what we have. I understand completely. Something to think about if you decide to bond with both of us. That pull will be much stronger, but nothing can be unsaid. You will feel everything. Go. Tanya's waiting. I love you, baby-girl. Keep her safe. We'll find the time. I promise.' Tears pooled in her eyes, and she wiped them away. Offering a smile, she says, "I'll hold you to that, Daddy. Hope you have a splendid afternoon. See you later at the meeting. Take care." Closing the door behind her is tough, but she feels Tanya close by to offer her assurances. She hears, 'Feel the same way, baby. It's been a while for me, too. Perhaps we should share him later tonight, or when he has the time for us. Come, I know you hate being late. Look on the bright side, Madison is waiting for us.' Smiling at her, bonded, she says, "You know me well, baby. Come, let's hurry."

Reaching down once more, Sam grabs both of their asses and gives them a sensuous squeeze. Feeling them shudder, they can't help but lean on him for support. Hearing their moans, he smiles, knowing that his touch got them there. Looking from left to right, he says, "They're finally gone. You know what that means. Why don't you both head upstairs and get acquainted? I'll be up in a minute."

Sasha turns towards him and simulates a bite by opening her mouth and closing hard. She says, "Can't wait to feel you filling my holes, Master. Don't dilly-dally. See you soon, my love." Before leaning forward to kiss his lips lightly. Giving him a wink, she turns around and heads upstairs. She stops while waiting for her sister.

Seeing his bitch stop, he turns to his new slut, Vanessa. He says, "Go. Don't keep her waiting."

Vanessa's confused. She wants to stay with him, but he's sending her off with Mistress, and she's waiting for her. Turning from her to him, she stands on her tiptoes and gives him a quick kiss on the lips before catching up with Mistress. Seeing Mistress's outstretched hand, she intertwined her fingers with hers and resumed climbing the stairs. She feels her heart pounding, but it's only a figment of her imagination. Since becoming a vampire, her heart has always been steady with every activity.

Sasha's halfway up and asks, "Which bedroom, Master?"

"Surprise me, bitch. I'll give you some time to get acquainted before I come up. Have fun, slut." Sam says with his mind.

Sasha smiles and says, "With pleasure. Looking forward to it." When she reaches the top stair, she pulls Vanessa along and takes her to the Master suite. There, she lets go of her sister's hand and starts taking off her clothes.

Vanessa watches idly by as Mistress takes off her clothes. First, she crosses her hands and grabs the bottom of her sports bra, and lifts upward. In doing so, she sees Mistress's tits, and instantly she's envious. Watching her dig her thumbs into her waistband, she sees Sasha slowly sliding off her yoga pants along with her panties down her sensuous thighs. Her jaw dropped at the perfect heart-shaped ass revealed. Shaking her head, she tells herself, 'Master chose right. Damn, she's full-figured and then some.'

Feeling her eyes on her, Sasha smiles and says, "Are you going to continue to stare or will you join me?" She turns around and watches Vanessa to see if she'll join or continue to stare out of curiosity.

Taking the hint, Vanessa slides the Versace dress off her shoulders before pulling it down over her D-cup breasts, letting it drop to her waist. She needs to hike her hips slightly to get it off, but once it passes her hips, the dress falls to the floor. Standing totally nude, she feels slightly embarrassed, but hearing her Mistress' thoughts gives her the courage to stand tall. She hears, 'Very nice indeed. Your assets outweigh your thinness. Damn, you're beautiful, baby.' Striking a pose, she doesn't hide herself from Mistress. She watches her lie on the bed and sees her patting the spot next to her.

"Don't be shy. I won't bite unless you want me to, baby." Sasha says as she pats the space next to her. She watches Nessa crawl and lie down next to her. Smiling upwards, she opens herself up and takes the attentive kiss. Feeling Mistress's lips on hers, she lets go and is drawn deep. The kiss was very sensual, but warmed up with flirty pecks before passion ignited. Feeling her tongue pushing against her lips, she opened her mouth and suddenly felt her mind slip away. It doesn't feel like she's kissing a woman, but with Master. She can't help herself from keeping her idle hands from moving. She drops them to cop a feel of Mistress' DDDs before wrapping them around to grab her heart-shaped ass. Soon she's idling, humping her sex along her leg. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she doesn't notice Mistress making her way down her body. Suddenly feeling her warm tongue licking her nether lips, her whole body came crashing down on her.

Sasha grabs Vanessa's thighs and dives in deep. Licking upwards and tasting all that she can offer, her eyes roll backward from her sister's taste. Tasting a bit of sweetness, she knew she hadn't cleaned herself up from her last orgasm. Smiling to herself, she says, "Yummy. It seems you have already cummed this morning. Let's see if I can get you closer to another one. Enjoy, baby."

Feeling a hot breath and warm tongue lick your pussy is to die for. Vanessa fights against herself to resist the reaction. She's so close to another release with all the chit-chat between Mistress and Master. Squeezing her thighs together, her orgasm takes root, and soon she's shooting out her release all over Mistress's face. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she leaned back against the mattress, defeated. She hears, 'Don't be. You're a very beautiful woman. Very responsive, and your taste is delicious. If you're up for the task, you can taste me while we wait for him.' Taking note, she rolls her hips and pushes Mistress onto her back. Sliding down, she kisses Mistress's lips and tastes herself before kissing her way down between her thighs. Reaching out, she says, "I have little experience, but will reciprocate. Share feedback and thoughts, Mistress." Kissing her inner thighs, she delves forward and does the same routine by licking up from the perineum to clit. Opening her lips with her thumbs, she delves even deeper with her tongue. Sucking on her outer lips before flicking her tongue from side to side. Hearing her mistress's moans entices her forward before hearing, 'Right there. Keep going. Harder. Oooh, fuck baby. So good. Mmm.'

Giving all she can, and hearing her mistress's advice, she gets herself ever closer to her first orgasm of the day. When she focuses on her clit, it's game over, and she soon feels her thighs pressing against her face. Smiling inward, she hears a deep moan before pulling back. Tasting her Mistress's cum, she laps it all up before licking her lips. Smiling downward, she says, "You taste divine, Mistress. You're my second, and definitely not my last."

Chapter 25.8

While Sasha is going down on Vanessa, Sam's been sitting in the Sitting room on the couch, reading all his texts. Most of the texts are from his women, who are eager to learn more about him and his harem of sluts. They're asking every question they can think of, hoping he'll spill. Unfortunately, he told them, "You'll learn everything at tonight's get-together. Sounds cryptic, I know, but sharing through text isn't wise." Scrolling down, he sees a text from Amanda, asking if he's alright post-date. He writes back, "Got home safe. I burned off the excess energy with a run and a few sluts. Nothing to be worried about. See you later?" Seeing the three dots, he knows she's online. She writes back, 'Nothing will keep me away, Master. Looking forward to seeing you tonight. Take care.' Smiling inward, he sends back an emoji heart and says, "Can't wait. Have a great rest of your day." Before pocketing his phone, he sends a text message to his witch to check on her and to see if she's alright. Hitting send, he sees no three dots. Reluctantly, he slips his phone in his shorts before checking on his mates upstairs. He takes a moment to step into his bitch's mind to see how far along they are. Seeing Vanessa's pussy, he knows that his cock-whore got what she wanted.

Reaching out to his slut, he asks, "So? I see you're munching on her cunt. What do you think?" All he hears is nom, nom coming from her, through his mind.

"Sorry. She's so delicious. Can't stop eating her out. There's a hint of you in there. Did you fuck her recently?" Sasha asks as she continues to devour her new sister's cunt.

Sam chuckles to himself and replies, "Funny thing is. We started when you pulled into the garage. She was coming down from her first orgasm when I pulled out to have her experience another orgasm, but through her ass. So... yeah, I fucked her for a bit, but didn't have time to enjoy it. Your fault."

"Sorry, Master. Should've reached out before coming home. Guess it's make-up time since now we're having a threesome. When are you coming up to join us?" Sasha says when Vanessa squirts out another orgasm onto her face.

Enjoying the solace for a bit, Sam stands up and shakes his legs before making his way to the stairs. Reaching for the banister, he says, "Coming up now. Was checking text messages. The majority of them are excited and want to know more." As he takes a few steps up, he says, "I want both of you on all fours facing the edge of the bed. I'll be up shortly, bitch."

When he hits the top step, Sam's already taking off his shirt, followed by his shorts, along with his boxers. Turning to the guest room, he hoped to find them still eating each other out, but to his surprise, the room was empty. With a deep sigh, he heads back to the Foyer and heads to the Master suite. By the time he pushes the door open, he's carrying his clothes. Seeing his two sluts eyeballing his cock is priceless. As he wanted, both sluts are on their hands and knees waiting for him. Seeing their lust for him does wonders for his cock. It slowly rises to the occasion. Their eyes grow big as they watch it grow before them. Both sluts are drooling for a taste. Setting his clothes on the dresser, he walks to the edge of the bed. Slowly making his way to the bed, both sluts lean forward in anticipation to get the first lick. Chuckling to himself, he approaches and finds both women simultaneously licking the sides of his enormous cock. Feeling two mouths serving you is phenomenal, to say the least.

Grabbing the back of both heads, not to push but to direct them. Vanessa licks up while his bitch licks and nibbles down. Soon, his cock is no longer semi-hard but solid like a steel pipe. Looking at both of his sluts, he can see that they're having a private conversation between them. Seeing their looks, it seems that his bitch is going to take the lead.

Coming back up from her nibbles, she licks his crown before diving down to take most of him down her throat. Sasha's eyes roll backward as she throat fucks herself with his cock. She's in her element and feels her other holes twitch with anticipation. Taking a moment, she looks up at him to see his expression. Seeing his eyes look upon her with awe, it fuels her resolve to do her best. Sending her lust and love for him through the bond, she feels it return twice over. Her cunt is aflame, as she feels her wetness dripping down her thighs. Pulling back up, she strokes him while licking his crown. Blowing him a kiss, she mentally tells her sister, "Your turn." She switches places and concentrates on his huge balls and sack while her hands caress his thighs.

Vanessa offers a quick grin when she hears Mistress say it's her turn. Internally, she says, 'Finally!' but just offers a grin of thanks. Grabbing the base of his cock, she looks up at him with devotion before taking his cock into her mouth. She savors every inch of him and takes her time to take him down her throat. Nothing like Mistress, who takes everything in one shot. No, she's a lover, a woman who wants to outclass and show her lover that she's the best. As she works her magic, she hasn't taken her eyes off of him. She, too, feels her moisture dripping down her thighs. Stroking him when she can while throat-fucking herself is key. With her eyes, she nods her head to give him control. Feeling his hands on the back of her head, she disengages her stroking for him to do it with her mouth. Feeling him fuck her throat is an experience, and it's not for the faint of heart. In her mind, she tells herself, 'I am yours, Master. Take all of me.' Drool drops from her mouth and lands on her Mistress.

Sasha stops what she's doing to wipe the drool from her face. Sitting there, she watches Master throat-fuck her sister, and it's a sight to see. Smiling to herself, she says, "She's taking it like a champ. A fast learner, she is. Huh, Master?" She hears his grunts and knows he's enjoying himself, but then hears him in her mind. 'Roll onto your back and open yourself for me. Time to slowly fuck both of your beautiful cunts and asses. But first, I'm envisioning this.' She sees the picture as clear as day, and she has a smile on her lips. Following his orders, she rolls onto her back and gets ready for the next phase. She pinches her nipple and occasionally rubs her clit to keep from falling behind.

Caressing her left breast, Sam pinches his slut as he slowly pistons himself in her throat. Pulling himself out, he offers her a smile of thanks, but immediately says, "Lie on top of your Mistress. Time to take both of your bottom holes, but first, I have something else planned." Watching his newest slut get into position, he doesn't waste time and slides his cock between both of their saturated cunts. Feeling both of their wetness helps coat his cock as he rubs himself between their outer lips to slowly tease their clits. Hearing their moans, he smiles while enjoying sawing them both until someone speaks up, mainly his bitch.

"Can you stop teasing us and just stick it in, Master!" Sasha says with an exasperated sigh.

Gripping his newest slut's hips tightly, he hears her moaning louder. Adjusting his grip, he hears his bitch complain and rolls his own eyes. Coming to a dead stop, he says, "I don't like your attitude, bitch. Trying to be creative and do both of you at the same time, but all I get is criticism. Well, you lost your privilege today of receiving my cock first." Grabbing the base of his cock, he pulls back to align himself with Vanessa's cunt. Right before he's about to go balls deep, he hears, 'Sorry, Master. Please forgive me. Just sexually frustrated, and I really miss your cock.' Looking down at her, he says, "Save it. Get ready, V."

"Master. Please reconsider. Mistress needs relief, and I can wait." Vanessa says, before she feels her lips widening as she feels him enter her. Tilting her head back, her eyes roll back as her mind goes completely blank. The only thing she remembers before going blank is, 'So full. God, I think he's touching my stomach.' When he's balls deep, her pussy clamps down as her body bears down on him. Shuddering through a massive explosion, she grips her Mistress for dear life. Taking in air, she moans out, 'Masssstterr!" With a hiss. Coming undone while being on top of her Mistress isn't fun or pretty. She's worried about the backlash from taking Mistress first, but again, she did it herself.

Sasha's a bit saddened by the current predicament, but again, she caused her own demise. All she can do is watch her newest slut take all of him by her expressions alone. She knows the feeling, but is willing to wait. Clearly, patience isn't her virtue, but she knows that slip-ups happen in every relationship, and now she's paying for it. Smiling inward, she reaches up to cop a feel of Vanessa's breast and tweak her nipple to give her orgasm a different feel altogether.

Feeling her nipple squeezed ups the ante and makes the orgasm twice as unique. Still moaning, she tries to relax, but it just feels so good. When the sensations diminish, she lightens up her pussy so her Master can find his own rhythm or stay parked inside. Whatever he decides, she'll back him. 'He's my Master, and I'm his orifice/cum dumpster. Use my body for your needs. Please use it, fuck.' She thinks to herself as she feels him move within. Feeling his cock ease out of her canal, only to be rammed back in, feels glorious. However, as he ploughs through his newest slut, a thought occurs to him. Looking down at his bitch's smile, he says, "You said that on purpose. Didn't you?"

Sasha gives him a big smile while she continues to caress and squeeze Vanessa's nipples. She says, "Of course. Master, you need to understand that I have to play the game. Can't be nice and subservient all the time. From my perspective, this is a win-win for me. Vanessa thinks she owes me one for going first, cause I lost my first benefit. I know you will fuck me eventually, hence why I'm helping you fuck her. Yeah, I could just lie here and watch her cum, but what fun is that? The sooner she becomes satiated, the sooner I get your cock, Master. Plus, it's the reason why you love me so much. Wicked, hmm?" She instantly feels his response through the bond, and it fuels her erotic thoughts to a point that she feels her cunt spasming on its own. Eyes rolling back in her head, she wonders what's going on. 'He didn't even say the 'Word,' and yet, I feel my body shuddering on its own. Am I that easy to get off?' She thinks to herself.

Sam feels for his bitch, and knows the answer to her little dilemma. 'You see, my little bitch. The more we fuck, the more I know your intricacies. The answer is 'Yes'. You're so easy to manipulate, because you're MINE. My first in everything, and we're bonded. Enjoy your spontaneous orgasm, cause after I fuck the shit out of Vanessa, your turn is next.' He thinks to himself.

Vanessa's been trying to control herself and enjoy her Master's attention, but her body betrays her. She's cumming non-stop. Quenching her eyes to try to get some control, she finally opens her eyes to see Mistress cumming on her own. She wonders if Master is fucking her with his fingers, or if he said the 'Word'. Whatever the case may be, he's definitely the master of all things. To make two women cum at the same time is miraculous. 'He's incredible, and so glad that I took the initiative to ask and try him out. God, it's the best thing I've ever done besides giving birth to little Thomas, Thomas Jr.? Wonder if he misses me? What was I just thinking about? God, his cock feels glorious. What? He's pulling out. NO! Keep fucking me, Master.... Ooh, FUCK. I am so your anal slut, Master. FUCK.' She thinks to herself as she loses control over her body again.

Sliding his hands down from her waist to her ass, Sam spreads her cheeks apart to dive his cock deeper into her anal canal. Watching that sphincter take his thickness, and hearing her moans drive him further. 'Take it all, slut! I own you. Time to up the ante and give you a good pounding.' He thinks to himself as he reaches forward to grab and wrap her hair around his wrist. Giving her a good yank, he pulls her back to change the angle of his thrusts. Pressing the bottom layer of her pussy to meet her G-spot. Rubbing the area with his cock through her anal canal pushes her harder. Reaching around to squeeze her throat, he pulls her head back and reaches out to her, "Mine," while continuing to fuck her hard. Pushing her further down the rabbit hole, she cums twice as hard. Feeling her lose consciousness, he pulls out of her and drops her down on the bed next to his bitch to sleep it off.

Sasha watched every second of her Master taking what's his and knew it was her turn next. Opening her legs, she pulls them up and wide to show both holes open for him. Smiling, she says, "They're yours, Master. Which one will you take first?" She doesn't have to wait long, cause she knows what hole he'll take, but to her astonishment, he chose her ass. Feeling all him piercing her to the bed, she feels like he's splitting her apart until he's balls deep. Arching her back to meet him, she feels her mind shattering as her whole body cums undone. She awakens when she feels his hands gripping her tits as he slowly pistons her asshole. Biting her teeth, the sensations keep wracking her brain, and she's losing all coherent thought. She must be completely sensitive today, cause she's cumming again. When she feels him pull out to only feel him take her cunt, she reaches out to her other lover.

Tessa's trying to focus on her book, but hearing her sister's cries and moans from across the hall has broken her concentration. She basically read the same page at least 5 times now. Setting the tablet onto her chest, she lies there and focuses on the ceiling. She's content to just relax until she hears her lover in her head. 'Tessa. Baby? Master fucked the shit out of Vanessa, and he just took my ass. Are you going to join us?' She hears. Setting her tablet on the nightstand, she smiles to herself and says, "Be there in a sec, lover." Throwing her legs to the edge of the bed, she stands up and takes off her shirt, followed by her yoga pants and panties. Standing there au natural, she heads to the door and walks across the Foyer to the Master suite. Walking in, she finds her Alpha pounding his cock into her lover's cunt. Watching that ass flex to thrust his man meat into her box, she envisions herself receiving that treatment, and it wasn't too long ago. Walking in on them, she hikes her hip up and says, "Is there room for one more?"

Both Sam and Sasha look at their lover, striking a pose not too far away. Sasha smiles and says, "You came. Why don't you come here and sit on my face?"

Tessa watches with awe as her Alpha ploughs through her lover with his cock. She feels a bit envious of her lover. 'God. It's only been what... little over a day, and I crave it: his cock. What's happening to me?' She wonders. Following her lover's instructions. She walks around him as her eyes take all of him in. 'Damn, he's so fine.' She thinks to herself as she crawls on the bed opposite her newest sister, Vanessa. Throwing her leg over her lover's head, she sits on top of her mouth. Instantly, she feels her lover's wicked tongue working on her meaty lips and delving deep into her tiny pussy.

Sasha goes to work and dives into her lover's sweet-tasting cunt with fervor. Grabbing her ass cheeks to stabilize her, she goes to town. Licking and delving into her. Her eyes roll back slightly at eating her out and getting fucked at the same time. 'So sublime,' she thinks to herself. Reaching out to him, she says, "This is the best, Master. Getting fucked and licking pussy at the same time. Best of both worlds." Delving into his mind, she sees that he's staring at his omega's brown eye. Smiling inwardly, she says, "You're so naughty, my love, but if I were in your shoes, I would be thinking the same thing. Why don't you pull out after getting me another exquisite orgasm and drive that thick cock into your omega? I bet she would love that. Having both lovers enjoy her holes. What say you?"

Sam can't believe his bitch read his thoughts while staring at his omega's ass. Who could blame him? She has a terrific ass and now loves being fucked there. Would she be okay to let him another go? He wonders. Hearing his slut's thoughts, he knows that she's egging him on. He is, after all, the Dire, and all his women crave him. However, does Tessa crave him? One way to find out. Grabbing his bitch's thighs, he pounds her cunt a little harder to get her to cum sooner rather than later. To his surprise, he watches his bitch pull their lover further down on the bed while she's concentrating on her clit, but exposing their lover's brown eye. He hears, 'Take it, Master. I got her pinned to the bed. Working her clit now. She's so close to orgasm. Feeling you in her ass? She'll definitely have a glorious orgasm to have us both use her like this.' Shaking his head, he can't fathom his mistress at times. She's incorrigible and naughty all the time. It's probably why he loves her so much. Reaching out to her, he asks, "You'd rather have me pull out of you to fuck our shared lover? Did I hear you right?"

"I know it's hard to believe, but 'Yes,' I want you to take what's rightfully yours. She'll definitely be shocked, but I know her; she'll love it and cum so fucking hard. Let's both enjoy her." Sasha says as she moves her tongue down to prolong the sensitivity of her lover's clit and her orgasm. She wants nothing more than to deliver, but knows that prolonging it is so... so much sweeter. Feeling him pull out, she knows she'll miss it, but sharing their lover is priceless.

Tessa's beside herself. Feeling her dominant lover pull her down and concentrate her licking on her sensitive clit. She's so close to cumming, and yet, she pulls off to delve deep into her tiny pussy once more. Shuddering over her lover, she wonders why she stopped. 'I was so close. To cumming!' She thought. Shaking her head, she thinks to herself, 'My lover loves to tease and prolong things. I'm straight to the point. Literally. I see something and go after it type of girl.' Wanting more, she rubs her pussy against her lover's tongue, and instantly her eyes roll back. 'So goooddd.' She thought to herself. Focused on her own orgasm, she doesn't feel or hear her Alpha move behind her. When she feels him pressing his thick cock against her puckered asshole, her world comes undone. Instantly, she arches her back and feels all of him enter her dark passage. Shuddering, she feels her lover back on her clit, and her mind is blown. She doesn't know what to concentrate on as her body clamps down on his cock. The electrical warmth that's around her core explodes in on itself as her body shudders from the impact. Feeling her canines extend from her gums, she growls, "FUCK!" Instinct kicks in and wants to run away, but the feeling of his hands on her hips keeps her from moving, so her body can enjoy the sudden orgasm. And what an orgasm it is. She feels her body erupting at both ends as the shudders rack her body.

"I feel her resolve, Master. She loves it. We did well. Taking what's ours. She hasn't chosen if she wants a dynamic with you or not, but I'll tell you this. She loves it in her ass. It makes her compliant and docile. I love this. When she's like this. But... I do miss our warrior." Sasha says while licking up all the white cream that shot out from her lover. Taking a moment to enjoy, she asks, "How does she feel for you, Master?"

"Glorious. She's clamping down... hard. Fuck! I can feel my cock wanting more. Taking everything that's offered." Sam says with a grunt. He hears, 'Then take her, Master. Your mates demand. No! Want your release. You fucked three of your mates and gave them some delightful orgasms. Now it's your turn. Fuck her ass till you're ready to share your essence with us.' Upon hearing that, he pulls himself out of their lover's ass only to drive back in. 'So, fucking tight, and yet, so delicious. God, who knew his omega would love it in her ass. I want to stay here all damn day.' He thinks to himself. However, his possessiveness gets the better of him as he growls out, "Mine." And starts fucking her ass.

The jiggle of the bed and the constant cries, or is it moans, stir Vanessa from the void. The serenity, peacefulness, and calmness of it all. No one wants to leave this place. It might be white space, but for the people who visit it, they feel at peace. It's a state of being with no stress, pain, or pleasure. Just calmness, but she feels it slipping away from the jostling of the bed and hearing a woman cry out in pleasure. She wonders, 'What's Master doing to her?' Curious, she slowly comes to see him pounding another, but it's not Mistress. Scratching her eyes, she sees more clearly and is shocked to see him pound his omega in the ass. She had an understanding that she just loved Mistress, but taking it up the ass? 'Damn, girl.' She thinks to herself. Feeling her asshole twitch, knowing that a few minutes ago, he was deep inside her, and now he's pounding away on another one of his mates. Watching Tessa getting eaten out and fucked in her ass turns her on, and she thinks to herself, 'I shouldn't just watch but join in. Seeing him, she wonders if he cummed yet. Perhaps stepping in will get him closer and share his essence with all of us.' Rolling onto her belly, she slowly crawls over and reaches out to palm her sister's tit. In doing so, their eyes meet, and all she can do is give her a bright smile. Seeing her smile back warms her heart, knowing that they both love having him fill their holes. It's like a shared camaraderie between us girls. Squeezing her breast, she draws her thumb and index finger to twist Tessa's nipple. Seeing her arch her back in awe makes her feel good that her touch has elicited that response. Wanting to do more, she crawls up to take that nipple into her mouth. Suckling on it like a baby, her eyes stare up to watch the emotions on her face change. One of awe and joy, she pulls off to reach up and grab the back of Tessa's head to pull her down for a kiss. When their lips touch, the hunger for each other lights a spark.

Digging her fingers and continuing to lick her lover's sweet pussy, Sasha feels joy in her bonded. The joy in spreading her wings to another lover, Vanessa. Smiling inward, she continues to lick and delve deep into her lover's pussy while their man continues to pound her ass. Hearing her moans and whimpers places a smile on her lips. Stepping out, she steps into her Master's body and feels him getting closer to fruition. Stepping back into her body, she reaches out to her sisters to inform them of what she learned. Knowing Tessa, she wants all his essence shot deep into her colon rather than share it with her sisters. However, she knows her Master. He would want to spread it out. Cum on our bodies. To show us his love and to tell us that we're owned. Smiling inward, she moves her tongue from deep into her lover's cunt to her clit and knows sooner rather than later that he'll be cumming.

Feeling Vanessa awaken from her trip to the void and see her wanting to join in on the fun is priceless. Seeing the love before him makes his heart beat harder, knowing all of these women are his. Most have dynamics with him, but for his omega, it's more like a girlfriend/boyfriend relationship. He allows her to be snarky at times and be with his Mistress, but they have an unsaid understanding. Yeah, she might think she has a duty to him and the pack to get pregnant, but right now, she's loving having her ass fucked. Can't get pregnant if you're getting fucked in the ass now, can we? The truth of the matter is, I don't think she minds. I think the burden is off her shoulders for the time being since Patricia came out that she's pregnant. It's alright; one day it will happen, but for right now, it's all about pleasure. God, her ass feels amazing. Seeing her this way, all docile and compliant, is something. Feeling that tingle running down your spine, he knows he's getting close. Suddenly, he hears, 'Getting close. I can feel it, Master. The love you feel for us. Just give us the word, and we'll get into position. Love you.' Hearing her words fuels his resolve as he feels his cock getting thicker, or is it her ass getting tighter? Whatever the case may be, he says, "Love you more, bitch. God, her ass is on fire. Shit. I can't hold back any longer. FUCK. Now!" He pulls out of his omega and finds his two vampire sluts help roll his omega onto her back to receive him. Grabbing the base of his cock, he pumps and shoots the first three shots onto his bitch. The first shot lands on her face and a little in her open mouth. The other two were shot on her chest, landing between those 36 DDDs and around. Moving his cock to Vanessa, he aims for her mouth and can shoot most of it into it, but some dribbles down her chin. The other two land on her chest and lower abdomen. Moving his cock to his omega, he aims for her mouth, but it lands on her face instead. The last two are painted on her delectable chest and belly like Vanessa's.

Nine shots fired, but the need to cum more; he goes wild and shoots with abandonment. Letting each volley fly, and where it lands is anybody's guess. His eyes begin to roll backward from the effort, but in some ways, he feels like he's blessing his followers with his jizz. Each pump takes more effort to get it out of his system. Feeling lightheaded, he feels another hand grab his cock and help him shoot out his load. He hears, 'I got you, Master. Breathe and let your bitch pull it all out. We got you. God. So much to offer. You bless us with your essence. We, your mates, love you.' Hearing her words puts a slow grin on his face before he falls to the side from his own exhaustion.

Sasha grabbed her Master's cock and pumped to pull out all his essence. She aimed it over her sisters and watched his essence fly. Giggles rang out as they saw and felt his cum land on their bodies. Seeing the exhaustion on his face, she pumps the last of him on her chest before rubbing his cock head against her DDD breast. When he falls to the side, she says, "Sleep well, my love. We'll tidy everything up. Thanks for fulfilling your promise again, Master. Love you always." Turning her attention to her sisters, she smiles and says, "Cleanup time." Scooping up some of his essence from her chest, she brings it to her mouth and licks it up. "Mmm. Tasty." Seeing her lover giggling and out of it, she turns her attention to Vanessa. Leaning forward, she captures her lips and shares his essence that hasn't been swallowed yet. Reaching out to her sister, she asks, "Did you have fun, sis? And if you did, would you like this more often?" Part of her wants to ask if she loves him, but knows. How can she not? Her eyes have yet to leave him. She's claimed and owned, and knows her place. Hearing her thoughts, she hears, 'Yes to both, Mistress. Always here for his pleasure if he wants me there. Of course.' Caressing her face, her eyes pierce Vanessa's brown ones. She says, "We need to do this more often. Share with one another. Only together we'll get stronger. To settle your heart, he wants and loves you. I know cause we're bonded. What he wants is unity between us. You're not alone. Love you, sister."

Vanessa's eyes lit up from what her Mistress shared. When she hears, 'You're not alone.' She knows what she said was true. Master always told her this after their coupling. Looking down on him, she feels her heart ache, but knows it's only in her mind. Reaching out to him, she says, "Love you, Master." When she turns back to Mistress, she sees her smiling and hears, 'We love you too. Come. Help clean each other up and share some of the spoils with your giggling sister. Will ya?' Returning the smile, she nods her head before bobbing down to lick up Master's essence from Tessa's body. She brings it up to share with Mistress to feel her tongue lick up his essence off of hers. She hears, 'Swallow it. You need to get stronger... for him and yourself. I know you crave it. We all do. Eat up, but share some with your new lover.' Swallowing, she delves back and licks more to share with her new sister, Tessa. Kissing her, she transfers his cum to her. Watching her swallow, she sees her coming back to herself. Can't help herself, she dives back onto Tessa and licks around her nipples before picking up essence for herself.

In no time, all three girls clean each other of their man's essence. When they're all done, they take turns kissing and sharing their mouths to taste their man's cum before turning their eyes on him. Giggling, they fall around him. Caressing him with their tongues to taste his sweat. Sasha, being his first slut, got his cock. It's her duty to clean her Master's cock. Tasting her lover's earthy tones, she licks and takes him deep into her throat. Doing a thorough job of cleaning up after him. Eyes rolling back, she says to herself, 'So yummy.' When they're done cleaning him, they drag him upwards. Put a pillow underneath his head and share in his warmth. Both vampires are on opposite sides, cuddling with their man. Soon they feel 'Normal' and no longer cold.

As for Tessa, she was cuddling close to her lover on the opposite side. She's still giddy from experiencing him again. Her asshole still gaping from the loss of him, and yet, she can't fathom having regular sex with him again. 'God. Who knew that anal sex was much more enjoyable than regular sex? Now I know why my sisters love it there so much. Hmm, no. It's a different pleasure. I still enjoy being eaten out by my lover. God, what the fuck is wrong with me? I feel absolutely different, and yet I can't stop smiling.'

Sam's in dreamland. Shocked that fucking three of his mates have knocked him out again. Shaking his head, he can't fathom a life without them. Yeah, fucking their holes is his duty, and yet he loves giving them pleasure. However, when it's his turn, it takes a whole different toll on him. What if I stop cumming altogether? Then I could fuck them all. Thinking more about it, he knows that the reason why they love him and his cock is his essence. They need it for their own needs. Ugh, it's like the chicken or the egg complex again. Whatever! Not important. What is... is his pack. It's growing, and soon after tonight, it will continue to expand. More mates, and possibly new betas, will join. Will they all join him? His gut says, 'They will. Cause the benefits outweigh the curse. Plus, they want a longer life, and to be close to the 'One', The Dire. Sitting down, the landscape changes from complete blackness to the forest canopy. Becoming one with himself, he lets his mind wander, and soon it's split between the past, the present, and a sliver of the future.

Sam wakes up from his little nap to find his bitch next to him, caressing his right thigh with hers. He hears, 'Welcome back, Master. Did you have a good nap?' Rolling his eyes, he looks to his left and sees nothing. He could've sworn Vanessa was cuddling up to him a few minutes ago, like his bitch next to him. Feeling at a loss, he turns to his bitch to inquire, but stops himself when he feels his cock being tugged. Lifting his head, he sees his newest slut doing a thorough job cleaning his cock with her mouth. Their eyes meet, and he can see the hunger within. Neither of them says a word; he doesn't have to, cause he knows she's in her element. Always dutiful and hoping to get him back to full strength for another go. The woman has an insatiable appetite, like someone he knows all too well.

Reaching up with her fingers, Sasha steers her Master's face to look at her rather than the new help, so to speak. She says, "Let her be. She volunteered to clean you up, and you're right, she's like me in many ways. Did you see anything while you were under?" Seeing the shake of his head, she nuzzles closer and says, "Too bad. Was hoping something would show its nasty neck. Hmm. Guess I should meditate more. I know something is coming and yet, I don't know what. It's just a feeling."

Vanessa listens to their conversation, but focuses her energy on cleaning her Master's cock. She can't get enough of him. The decadent smell of him, his hardness, strength, and stamina. Nuzzling his cock between her lips, she wishes it were settled between a different set of lips. But as they say, 'Beggars can't be choosers.' Rubbing his cock against the side of her face, she yearns for him to be hungry again. Hungry for their holes. To pound us into oblivion, to only give us exquisite orgasms. Looking at his size, she says to herself, 'Always here for you, young Master. I crave your power, and yearn to be your forever submissive.' She wants to settle between his legs forever, but hears, 'Come. Cuddle with your Master. I bet you did a thorough job in cleaning your Master's cock. Time to relax and enjoy my warmth.' In mere seconds, she's right back at his side, cuddling to his warmth and feeling his strong hand gripping her ass. A slight moan escapes her lips, and yet she knows she's forever his. Their sultry, cold bodies, along with their subtle caresses, pull him back into the black.

Time passes, and when he reawakens, he finds himself alone. He would have thought that his omega would stay behind to keep him company, but all three are gone. Reaching out with his senses, he enters his bitch's mind and searches for where she is. Shockingly, all three are in the kitchen getting ready for the festivities. Letting out a brief yawn, he pushes back the comforter and slides out from the big bed. Heading to the Master bathroom to use the facilities and take a quick shower to wash away their afternoon escapade. Drying off, he heads to his old room to grab a new set of boxers and puts on some track pants along with a T-shirt. Heading downstairs, he heads right into the kitchen to give his bitch and assistants some subtle spanks to show he cares.

Looking at the trays of food, he says, "Wow. You went all out. We could've just ordered pizza and called it a night."

"Yeah. We could've, but you have to set an image, Master. You're the Dire, not some wannabe alpha. As for the price, I stepped up a little, and no, you don't have to pay me back." Sasha says to him as she pulls out a tray of beef sliders from the oven. Offering him a quick smile, she reaches out and says, "If you insist, though, I'm willing to take sexual favors for payment." To which she sees his eyes roll to that one. Slapping his shoulder, she says, "Don't be like that. I can be... reasonable." To which she hears him laughing.

Sam looks at his bitch hard and shares his feelings through the bond. He says, "How can I top what I'm already giving you, slut. You, alone, get me every single day compared to your sisters. Your insatiable, which is fine, but you can't get more. Don't worry, I'll think of something. That's all."

Sasha looks over at him with love and admiration. She says, "You're right, Master. You do a lot for me and my needs. I just..." She lets it hang there for a moment and ponders her words when doubt shatters her thoughts. A single tear falls from her eye as she peers at him. She doesn't understand where this doubt came from, but it resurfaced again. Turning away, she wipes the tear away and says, "Sorry, Master. I don't know what came over me. I was just teasing you. That's all."

Holding onto her for a moment, he says, "This always happens when I loosen the leash a bit to give you some freedom." His right arm slides up her body as his fingers wrap around her throat. Giving her a tight squeeze, he continues, "You keep forgetting what we are together. We're bonded. Just like a married couple, but more in-depth. Our very souls are intertwined. What you feel, I feel. Your tits and cunt are mine, as my body and cock are yours. We share everything: mind, body, and soul. Now, if I were much older, around your actual age, then the thought of having a younger pussy would be a dream. However, I am not. I am more into MILFs. You forget yourself; you picked me to be your dominant, and in turn, you were all my firsts. First kiss, blowjob, sex, and even anal." Letting that set in. He hears her whimpers and her pressing herself against him to feel his mighty cock between her ass cheeks.

"You were all my firsts. I kept you sane over the course of 4 years while I was in university, and things changed when I got bitten, and you proposed to expand my pack and harem. Now I have, and now you're having doubts. Let me educate you once again. I will always want you. Like these 36 DDD breasts and big nipples." His left hand leaves her waist to cop a feel of her left breast and pinch her erect nipple till it hurts. He says, "You're my first slut, cum dumpster, cock-whore, and now bitch. Who's always ready for me. Those are your words, and sure enough, you are." Sliding his hand downwards and underneath her yoga pants and panties. With his middle and ring fingers, he presses them both into her cunt and feels her wetness. Driving his fingers into her, he hears her moaning, wanting more, but he stops and pulls his fingers out to only stick them into her waiting mouth to clean them.

Pulling his hand away, he says, "I can't have my first-slut have doubts. Going forward, I have to tighten up your leash. You can continue fucking our lover, but on my terms." He hears, 'Master!?' Shaking his head, he says, "It's your insecurity that brought this to light. Not me. I've been upfront with you every step of the way. I gave you what you wanted and needed, and it's still not enough. Am I enough for you, bitch?" Squeezing her throat tighter, he hears her whisper, 'You're plenty, Masterrrr.... It was a slip of judgment on my behalf, and I don't know where it came from. I want our dynamic. Our relationship, Master. To prove my submission to you. Always.'

Leaning close to speak directly into her ear, Sam says, "We both know you're insatiable and can't get enough of my cock. I gave you a chance to expand your horizons by having your own girlfriend and tasting other cunts. Should I pull on that leash tighter? So, you only taste my cock?"

The lights inside Sasha's mind flicker, and she knows that she truly fucked up. If she doesn't handle this properly, she could lose her lover or worse, the only person who can handle her insatiable hunger. Trying to speak, she's only able to whisper and says, "Again, I'm sorry, Master. It won't happen again. I swear. Please let me explore. Expand my horizons. Don't deny me. Please!?"

"I will never deny your bonded lover, bitch. But since you brought this up, your doubts. Going forward, you will have to ask permission every time you want to expand your horizons. And let's be clear, if you so happen to defy my orders, I will forbid you to have my cock for a week." Seeing and feeling that realization through the bond, he continues, "Yeah. We never adventured or tried that. It will definitely be hard on both of us, but again, I have a harem of young pussy at my disposal. So, no more doubts, or so help me, bitch." He stops suddenly and squeezes tighter, but continues, "We're still bonded, but if you think this isn't going to work, then we can go our separate ways. Your choice." Sam says to her with a sneer. He knows he would never cast her aside. His love for her is like the stars; hard to reach but always striving for. Loosening his grip around her throat, he says, "If you understand your place, then do what you do best. Pleasure your young master."

Realization hits her like a ton of bricks. Dropping to the floor, she pulls down the waistband of his pants along with his boxers. Seeing his semi-hard cock, she grabs hold of him. Pumps him with her fingers before running her tongue on the underside of his cock. Looking up with her bright blue eyes, professing her love with her mind and thoughts, she takes him quickly down her throat before throat-fucking herself.

Chapter 25.9

Sasha's enjoying pleasuring her Master's cock. Taking the time to caress, lick, and suck every inch. She squeezes his enormous balls with her left hand while the other holds him steady. Occasionally, she will look up with her blue eyes to see if he's captivated by her service or to gauge his reactions. When she takes him down her throat, she has to turn them downward to take all of him. Feeling his hands on the back of her head and hearing his grunts added to her own pleasure. Sucking his cock always makes her extremely saturated. She can't help but reach down to stroke the large wet spot to add more pleasure to her clit. Taking her hands off him, she reaches around and grabs his ass. Deep-throating him, she throat-fucks herself until he takes over. She tells herself, 'I'm his cum dumpster, and have three holes available for his pleasure'. Feeling the pressure on the back of her head, she felt him driving deeper into her throat. Trying his hardest to go balls deep into the mouth and throat. She can't help herself and shudders from his efforts.

Her eyes rolled backward, and she could feel his cock getting thicker. Smiling inward, she knows he'll make her inner cum-slut happy when he fills her tummy with his white baby batter. Trying to push her feelings aside, she feels that ache to make him even happier by carrying his offspring, but alas, it's not possible. Her gift from him is to be by his side at any time of the day. Humming a tune, she can't wait to be filled with his cum once more. She's ready and waiting, but it comes to an end when the doorbell rings.

Ding- dong...

Both Vanessa and Tessa reach out to him and ask, 'Do you want us to get that?' To his reply, "No. Continue to chat and/or bond. I got it." He hears, 'Ok, Master.' And 'Ok, Alpha.' Respectively.

Giving one final push, Sam pulls his thick cock out of his bitch's throat and wipes off the excess saliva on her face. Putting it away, he stands taller and hears the doorbell ring again.

Ding-dong...

He then hears, 'Master? Are you home?' Smiling downward, he says, "You're early, slut. Give me a minute, and I'll be right there."

Still smiling, he says, "It's Chrissy. She's relatively early. Can't blame her. Time to be Mistress of the house again. Another time, perhaps, my cock-loving whore. I'll answer the door." With that said, he walks around her and heads to the front door to open it.

Standing up, she opened the oven door to check on the beef sliders, but remembered that she had taken them out already. Letting out a deep sigh, she grabbed the buns and started putting them together. While she's doing that, she checks it off her list and starts preparing another dish for tonight's festivities. However, all she can think about is his cock, and she was so close to getting another load of his essence. Feeling her wetness soaking her yoga pants, Sasha can't help but squeeze her thighs together to keep the flow at bay. Gripping the counter, she fights back a moan or two when she hears her Master open the front door.

Opening the front door, Sam greeted his mate by offering her a hug and a kiss as she stepped into his house. Looking over her shoulder, he smiles and says, "You must be Yuki. Chrissy's roommate. I am pleased to finally meet you." Offering a warm smile. Feeling slightly nervous, he says, "Chrissy told me a lot about you."

Meeting her eyes, Sam sees Yuki to be slightly higher than his mate. She's sporting skinny jeans that hug her thighs and ass immensely. From his point of view, she has an hourglass figure. Definitely plump in the backend, but does have ample cleavage in the front. She's wearing a scalloped short-sleeved top that shows some of her C-cup breasts. You can see hints of her generic white bra under the shirt. Her hair is shoulder-length, straight, and definitely black. To match, she wears thick black-framed glasses and offers a hint of a smile to boot.

Feeling his embrace, Chrissy feels whole once again, like she's connected but closer. She feels a sense of calm being in his presence. Happy to receive a hug and a kiss, however, she would love nothing more than to rub herself against him. But her roommate, Yuki, is right behind her, and so she has to settle for just this.

Yuki can't stop staring at him. It's like seeing a movie star, and you can't distinguish if it's stars or hearts. She returns his smile and says, "Well, she's been really secretive about you. Asked many questions, and yet received vague answers. However, seeing you, I can see why she hid it from me."

"Yuki?! You're embarrassing me," Chrissy says as she bites down with a grunt and says, "With my Master."

Yuki's eyes roam up and down his body, and her eyes concentrate on the bulge of his trouser snake in his pants. Wanting to focus more time to picture how big he really is, she moves her eyes up to look at everything. Liking what she's seeing, she smiles and says, "I can see... why." But in her mind, she says, 'Damn. He can have me. Did I just admit that? Better watch myself. I might give him too much and upset my father.' Seeing his extended hand, she hears, 'Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Samuel Harrington III. You can call me Sam. All my friends call me Sam. As for Master, that's up to you. Most of my mates call me that. Please... come in.'

Closing the door behind him, he says to both of them, "Make yourselves at home. Mistress is in the kitchen, preparing for tonight's festivities. Are you two hungry or thirsty?" Waiting for an answer. He turns his attention to his mate and says, "You're early."

"Sorry, Master. Yuki skipped her last class and has been pestering me since I got home to drive her here. There's so much you can take, and look at her, she's speechless. She's been asking questions nonstop since we arrived. I have a bad feeling about this, but in a good way." Chrissy says with her mind as her eyes stare up at him while biting her bottom lip.

Sam looks down into his mate's eyes and gives her a sweet grin. Reaching out to her, he says, "Thanks for the tip." However, out loud, he says, "Make yourself comfortable. We're still preparing for the festivities tonight. Your other sisters are in the Living room, if you'd like to introduce Yuki too. Please, make yourself at home," Waving them in before the doorbell rings again.

Ding-dong...

Walking around them, he opened the door to see Lauren. Offering her a smile, he says, "Welcome to our home, Lauren. It's been a long time. Come. Come in. Ah, Sasha's in the kitchen." Saying her name felt weird on his tongue. Reaching out to his bitch, he says, "Lauren's here."

Drying her hands, Sasha heads into the Foyer to welcome her friend and hairdresser. Offering a warm smile, she opened her arms and gave Lauren a big hug. Whispering into her ear, she says, "Thanks for coming. I see you have met with my Master."

Master? Lauren looks around the room, and her eyes fall on Samuel. She sees two women heading to the Living room, but they didn't strike her as a master type. Whispering back, she says, "Master? You mean... him?"

Pulling back, Sasha continues to smile and gives a nod, but sees a questionable look on her friend's face. Shaking her head internally, she was afraid this would happen. Grabbing her back and ushering her into the Lab, she says, "Let's have a quick chat to catch up. Shall we?"

Trying to keep an open mind, Lauren drops her hands to her sides with a slap and says, "Why not?" Heading to the open door, she sees the room decked out with laboratory equipment, with a microscope, petri dishes, cotton swabs, and beakers galore. Hearing the door being shut, she turns around and says, "Really, Sasha?"

"Before you jump to conclusions, hear me out. You're not the first person to find it weird, but once you learn the circumstances, then it will become clear." Sasha says as she pushes the air in front of her to calm her friend. But it doesn't, she hears, 'How can I be calm? I just learned that your so-called master is your son. Totally weird and creepy.'

Lauren's eyes went wide when she realized the sample she had swallowed the other day came from her son. Plus, she feels weird that her friend wants to pimp her out to her own son. She's ready to bolt, but feels Sasha's hands on her and can't sway her.

Biting her lip, Sasha says, "Lauren, calm yourself. I know what this looks like. There's so much to share, but I can't get into it right now. I just have one question for you. Have I ever steered you wrong?" Seeing the shake of her head, 'No,' she continued. "Do you still want to have a relationship with me?" Seeing the nod, 'Yes.' She lets out a deep sigh. Offering a smile, she says, "Then all I ask is that you stay till 11 pm. Everything will be explained. All I can say right now, through him, I'm able to bring you a lot closer to that reality. I've been looking out for you, and know that time isn't on your side. You clearly saw with your own eyes that his essence turns back time. When you learn the truth, I hope you want to explore, but it has to go through him. That's all I can say for now. I know it's cryptic, but if that kiss or our friendship means anything, please give us a chance. Please."

Lauren takes a deep breath and says, "I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, but if I don't like what I hear... I'm out." Shrugging her shoulders.

"That's all I can ask for. He's the fountain of youth in some aspects, but more will be revealed later." Sasha says, still offering a bright smile as she holds the door open for Lauren to leave. Heading back into the Foyer, she sees the rest of her family present. She makes introductions by introducing her sisters to her friend and hairstylist. Everyone shakes her hand and offers a brief smile.

Lauren offers a smile in return, but thinks to herself about what her friend just said a couple of minutes ago. She says to herself, 'I hope so.' To her shock, everyone had received her brief message that she had just exclaimed in her mind. Taken aback, she says, "You can hear me?" With her mind. Seeing the recognition in their eyes, her eyes grew wide. She wonders how this is possible. Seeing Sasha's smile and nod, she asks, "How's this possible?"

Smiling, Sasha says, "You're halfway there, and you don't even know it. Only a select few have this special ability. Thanks to his essence, you now have it." Saying that with her mind. She immediately hears, 'What other superpowers will I get?' Still smiling, she says, "All the clues are there; however, wait for that explanation later. Only 3 hours wait, baby, but welcome to the club." Grabbing her hand, she pulled her friend into the kitchen and asked, "Care for some wine or some finger foods?"

Lauren looks over at her voluptuous friend. She says, "Pour me a glass of red if you have it. Make it a double." Her eyes continue to rake over her friend and wonder what her friend tastes like. Hearing the doorbell, she asks, "How many are coming?" She hears, '8 in total. You've met Yuki, and you're here. So that leaves 6 more unaccounted for, but since the doorbell just rang, more are definitely coming. I know how you feel, love, but those answers will come. Here's a glass. Drink it slow. I don't want you drunk when you find out the truth.' Hearing the focus on 'Truth,' puzzles her. Thinking to herself, 'What truth? So many questions and little to no answers. What am I missing?' As she takes a sip of her red wine. She does a double-take and says, "Wow, it's so rich. What is the wine of choice tonight?"

Sasha smiles, but hears Beverly in the other room. Feeling the love through the bond, and her sweet lips on his, she smiled inwardly. She's happy that she came, and if she joins, it will help her land on her feet with a job offer. Turning her attention back to her friend, she smiles and says, "Chateau Latour, 1972, from France. We have a crate or two downstairs in the wine cellar." Seeing her friend's eyes light up with the notification, she continues, "About $500/bottle. Only the best for friends, right?" Offering her a seductive smile as Sasha's eyes stared at her friend's lips, throat, and the curve of her breast. She comes to her senses when the doorbell rings again.

"Perhaps we should join the party. Shall we?" Lauren looks over at her friend.

Offering her a smile, Sasha says, "We should." She takes off her apron and watches guests enter the kitchen to get a bite or a drink. Offering nods of 'Hellos' and ushering Lauren back into the Foyer to greet and meet the new people coming in. To her surprise, it's another guy, followed by his girlfriend. Perplexed, she dives into her bonded mind to figure out who these people are, and to her astonishment, they're recruits from Chrissy. Smiling, she introduced Lauren to the new arrivals. Offering smiles and welcomes as the group gets thicker with new bodies.

Sam walks in with Amanda and Beverly on each of his arms. Greeting people and welcoming them to his humble abode. Sasha eyes him from afar with an envious smile. She reaches out to him and says, 'Are you having fun, Master?' To which he responds, "You know it. Trust the bond, and from that bond, I know you're hungry for Lauren. Will you be a good bitch if I allow you to have some fun?" Feeling her agitation, Sam says, "Relax. You can have fun too. Just can't sleep with her just yet. If she joins, we'll share her together. Sound fun?"

"You know me well, Master. I want that more than anything. Is everyone here?" Sasha says with her mind.

Dropping his hands from their shoulders to their delectable asses, Sam says, "We're still waiting on my betas. Vivian and her coworker, and Tanya's as well. They will be here momentarily and soon we can get this get-together on its way." He hears, 'I hope your pack grows exponentially tonight, Master.' Giving his arm candies a gentle squeeze of their derrieres, he hears their slight moans. Dropping his hands, he rubs them together and says, "Hope so too, bitch. Is your cunt still saturated?"

"Still is, Master. Why do you ask?" Sasha asks while listening to her friend's anecdotes.

Smiling, he says, "Come over here, my cock-whore and kiss your Master. I know how much you love PDA (Public Displays of Affection)." Egging her on. He knows her friend won't like it much, but this is up his mistress's alley.

She loves showing herself off to the masses. He watches with fascination as she excuses herself from her friend's attention to walk across the room seductively. Their eyes never leave each other as they feel each other's true intent through the bond. Feeling their love getting warmer with each step closer, Sasha feels her moisture dripping down her thighs. When she arrives, she's breathless with desire for him. Pressing herself against him, she breathes in his scent of masculinity and feels his warmth. Looking up into his bright blue eyes, she feels captivated, knowing that they're one. Reaching up to caress the side of his face, she grabbed the back of his head to pull him down to kiss her lips. She feels everyone's attention on them and feels her lust radiate off her in volumes. Reaching out to him, she says, "Thank you for this. Feeling their eyes on me makes me wetter and weak at the knees. I am forever yours, Master, and I look forward to sampling these fine people one day. With your permission, of course."

Pressing his forehead to hers, with no care for the guests who are still staring at them. With no care in the world, he says, "You feel that, bitch. Feel my love for you through the bond. It's never going away. In front of all these people, I stand here for... you. There's no doubt in my mind who I want. You are my first, and I will continue to rail your holes for eternity. You're MINE. Oh, by the way, you smell so... delicious." He feels her body shudder against him as she shudders through a small orgasm on the spot. Didn't have to utter the word or command, but to share his feelings. Pulling back, he smiled down on her in utter silence. Turning his attention to his guests, he says, "We're just waiting on two more people. They should..." Hearing the key in the lock. He smiles and says, "They're right on time. Give them a moment to reprieve themselves, and we will share why all of you are here tonight." Looking into his bitch's eyes, he says, "Isn't that right, bitch?" Seeing her nod, he pulls away and heads to the door to greet his beta-slut and her friend from work. Shaking Tiffany's hand, he tells her there are refreshments in the Kitchen and makes herself at home.

Stepping aside to let them pass, he sees his fiancée and her mate walking alongside Madison. Offering smiles, he says, "Welcome home, baby-girl and Pet." Turning to their friend, he offers a big smile and says, "Nice to meet you, Madison. Your friends speak highly of you. Welcome to my home. If you're hungry, there are refreshments in the Kitchen. We will start the meeting once you've eaten."

Madison can't take her eyes off him. He's like a beacon, as his eyes glow above the porch light. Having her friends close to her gives her the courage to proceed, but if they weren't there, she doesn't know if she could continue. 'So much masculinity and sex appeal. God, my legs aren't stable being around him. What's wrong with me?' She thinks to herself as her arms fly out to grasp her friends' waists.

Watching them pass, he watches them leave as his eyes stare at their derrieres. Hearing his baby-girl in his mind, 'Like what you see, Daddy? We don't mind the stare, but Maddy might. You haven't added her yet.' Seeing her hand reach down to cover her friend's ass. She, too, wants to grab it, but tries to find some decorum. Heather ushers her bonded friend to the Kitchen. Knowing that they must be famished, especially Tanya, who worked the long afternoon shift.

Once Tiffany and Madison get their fill, Sasha gauges everyone and knows that it's getting late, and everyone wants to know why they've been brought here. With that, she claps her hands and gets everyone's attention. Smiling at everyone, she says, "Thanks for coming on short notice. We welcome you all to our home. It's late for some, but I'll get to the point. Most of you here are for different reasons. Some are here to be something more for the man behind me, while others are here to be something better altogether. People you know and trust brought everyone here. That's because we can't offer this chance to everyone; only to those we feel worthy," She lets that hang for a bit before passing the baton to her Master. She looks around the room and offers a smile before saying, "I'd like to introduce you all to my Master, master in all things, and the MC in tonight's festivities. I present to you, Samuel Harrington, III." Turning around to offer him the floor while bowing down to offer her sign of respect.

Sam returns the nod and says, "Thank you, Sa... sha." It felt weird coming off his tongue. He would've loved to call her a bitch or slut, but some of these people here wouldn't get their relationship or dynamic. Seeing and feeling her disgust through the bond, he reaches out to her and says, "Bitch. My cum-swallowing cock-whore. Better?" Seeing her smile return pleased him.

For Sasha, hearing his words has made her wet. Squeezing her thighs together once more, she stood there obediently with her arms intertwined behind her back. 'I am his forever cum-slut whore.' She tells herself while rocking back and forth to keep the shudders at bay. Seeing some of the ladies' eyes on her and knowing what she's going through, but some are wondering what her deal is. Offering a smile, she looks towards her Master as he speaks...

Looking amongst the crowd of women and one man, Sam smiles and says, "Greetings and salutations, everyone. Welcome to the House of Dire. There's no easy way to say what I'm about to explain, but all of you are here for a reason. My mates saw something within you, something unique, and vaguely asked you to join us this evening. To most, it's a curse, but it has many positives to go along with the gift. What I'm about to share is the truth, and the 'Secret' is real." Seeing a lot of confused faces, he continues, "The supernatural is real. Vampires and werewolves exist. The wolf's howl that Pasadena is talking about is 'Mine'." Seeing a lot of heads turning and disbelief, he turns to his vampire sluts, and they get the message to be 'real.' Watching them turn to the audience, they drop their fangs and elongate their fingernails.

Looking amongst the crowd, he still sees disbelief, but Lauren is realizing the truth with some recognition. Seeing that look, he knows something clicked within her, and judging by her demeanor, she's talking with his bitch. Looking over at her, he asks, "Is Lauren talking with you?" Seeing the nod, he turns his attention to the rest of the audience. Hearing a lot of commotion, he turns to the raised hand and asks, "Yes, Matthew. You have a question or something to say?"

Matthew stands up, a little nervous amongst all the ladies there. Looking down at his girlfriend, Becca, he says, "That's not definitive proof. Both those women could've bought those fake drop-down fangs you can get off of Amazon. As for the nails, I have nothing, but we all live close to Hollywood, and all this could be fake. That's all I am saying."

"You make a good point. It could be all fake, but it's definitely real. They both bite and drink blood twice a week, depending on need," Sam says to him. Instantly, his betas turn to and give him a look. He knows they're willing to shift to the masses of women is one thing, but in front of Matthew, it's another. He's not willing to share indecency with someone unknown. Shaking his head, he relates to them and says, "I know both of you are willing, but I'm not ready to share you with someone unknown. If he took the bite, then it's okay. But I won't ask this of you if I'm not willing to do it myself."

Both Vivian and Tanya's eyes light up and say, "You don't have to go that far. Let us do it for you, Master. We're your first betas and sluts. We're not shy to show what you hold dear. Let us do this for you."

Sam looks at both of them and lets a growl, saying, "NO! You're Mine." Seeing everyone become quiet, he says, "Sorry. Just disagreeing with my betas. You want a show; I'll give you one." Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, he pulls it over his head and sees everyone's reaction. Feeling all eyes on him, he says, "Sorry, ladies, but he asked for it." Looking at Becca, he silently mouths out a 'Sorry' to her. Sticking his thumbs into his waistband, he slides off his track pants and flings them on the railing. Seeing Matthew's discomfort, and seeing his girlfriend trying to look the other way. He hears, 'Why are you taking off your clothes?' from Matthew in the back. Sam smiles and says, "You want a show. I'm going to give you one. Cause what you're about to see can't be faked. Plus, tearing through clothes can be expensive." Looking at his bitch, he says, "You will be my voice." Hearing her reply, 'Yes, Master.' Turning his attention to the audience, he says, "I'll try to go slow, but it will be painful to watch."

Taking a deep breath, Sam slowly shifts into his wolf form. His joints pop and readjust themselves. The spine goes from three curves to just one, while hair shoots out from his body. Letting out a growl of frustration, his face contorts and elongates into a snout, and he falls onto the floor to finish his transformation. Hearing all the ohs and ahs, he looks at his bitch and says, "Does this change your skepticism?" He hears her say it, but hears in return skepticism. Shaking his head, he says, "Fine." Bones pop and elongate once again. His spine goes from one curve back to three. His feet widen and lengthen. Feeling his body lengthen, he pushed himself upright and extended his arms to offer the audience that The Dire has returned.

A lot of women are out of their seats, frightened at what they have just witnessed. Seeing an 8-foot werewolf standing a few feet away would do that, but all their eyes drift down to his crotch area. Looking amongst the crowd, he sees a lot of dry mouths of shock; some are licking their lips, but Matthew is looking at his girlfriend as she stares at the werewolf's cock on display. 'WTF, Bec's. I'm standing next to you, and you're staring. So what if it's enormous? Doubt any woman can take it or feel pleasure from it.' Looking over at his mates, they are bowing down to him, showing their respect and love. Shaking his head, he says, "Mates. You're embarrassing me. You don't have to bow down to me."

Sasha speaks up and says, "We're just showing you our respect, Master. Plus, we're trying to keep our primal natures at bay for you and your soon-to-be betas. Hope you understand us."

Nodding his head, he says, "Rise. My mates, and turn your attention to our audience. I hope my display has addressed your concerns. Before you suggest, I employed mirrors or a hologram. Most alphas can only shift into their wolf's form; however, I am the only one who can shift into this hybrid form since I'm the Dire, soon to be ruler of all supernatural. Since most of you are still afraid, I'll shift back to my 'Normal' self." With that said, he shifts back in a fluid motion. Probably far quicker than what his audience wanted. Still, their eyes were on his cock, watching it slowly deflate in front of their eyes. Returning to his 'Norm' self, he feels every woman's eyes on him as he grabs his track pants and puts them back on. Seeing many of them disgruntled that the view is gone, he chuckles to himself. Last, he puts on his t-shirt and addresses the crowd, "Any questions?"

Beverly raises her hand and asks, "So we have a choice to be werewolf or vampire?"

Sam turns to his Mistress, and she speaks on his behalf. She says, "Are you willing to give up on your life? Meaning saying goodbye to loved ones, the sun/daytime, or everything you hold dear. Cause once you switch planes, there is no going back. You will see everyone as food going forward until you control your thirst. Are you ready to give it all up for immortality?" Seeing the shake of her head says it all. No one in the audience is ready to give that up.

"What I'm offering you is to become something better than what you are now. If you accept my bite, you take on my curse. Everyone knows you need to shift during every full-moon whether you want to or not. It's not like Underworld, where you can control it with drugs. If you accept, you will be part of my pack, along with being part of our mixed family. Being a werewolf has its advantages. You will age slowly than 'Normals', with a high metabolism that burns everything you eat, your strength and durability will increase. Some of you are looking for more, and with it come other rewards, but that's for another discussion altogether. I'll let it stew for a bit before asking again. Before I let you go. Just so you know, we can't have the 'Secret' out. If you decide not to take the bite, you're allowed to leave only if your mind's scrubbed from what you just witnessed. We don't want the 'Normals' busting down my door, or any door for that matter, to eliminate us. Hope you can understand." With that said, he turns away from the audience to chat with his mates.

Lauren stares at the silhouette of Sam's cock through his track pants and is having a hard time believing that she tasted his cum. She can't believe how big he truly is and wonders what his penis would feel like in her sacred pussy. Biting her lip, she saw what his essence did, and that was only a tiny sample. 'Definitely tasted great, but to get more, I would have to lie with him. It wouldn't be a pleasing sight, but afterwards, I'll have a chance to finally have sex with Sasha. Coming over to cut and style her hair has always been tough. Starring from above, seeing her deep cleavage that you just want to dive into. Plus, she has a very seductive voice that you want to just listen to day in and day out. Tasting her lips, the other day was a dream come true, and she would give anything to taste them again, but would have to have sex with her Master.' She thinks to herself by letting out a deep sigh. Decisions, decisions.

Hearing the commotion around her, Yuki stood up and said, "Is it true that to pass on this curse, one must bite an artery to pass on your curse?" Her eyes dropped to look at the silhouette of his cock before returning to meet his eyes. When she saw his grin, she shuddered slightly because he had caught her looking.

Sam smiles at her and says, "Good question. The answer is yes, I need to bite an artery to pass on my curse."

Yuki continues and says, "Isn't there a chance that we'll bleed out before the curse takes effect, before we heal?"

Smiling, Sam says, "With other bites, the success rate varies depending on your survival. However, we came up with an alternative, and thus far it's been 100% effective. Seeing that you're interested, I'll explain the procedure. I will bite your subclavian artery that sits right above your clavicle to pass on my curse. Once it's been verified, I'll pass you along to my Mistress. She'll give you a couple drops of her blood to heal your wound. Before you ask, her blood will not change you into a vampire. You need to be drained and then consume her blood to become one. Her blood is unique, thanks to me. Just to be clear, receiving the bite and her blood will not change you into a hybrid. Trying to be hybrid is a death sentence, but my fiancée figured out the formula and won't share that knowledge. All I'm offering is my bite, nothing else. Did that answer your question, Yuki?" Seeing the nod, his stare looked deeper and saw her salivating. Perplexed, he asks, "Are you alright, Yuki?"

Becca can't stop staring at Sam. Seeing all of him, in the flesh, she feels all hot and bothered. When her boyfriend bumps her arm to get her from staring, she blushes profusely. She says, "Sorry. I just couldn't look away. So, what are your thoughts, cause I know mine." In her mind, she thinks, 'God. Chrissy is one lucky bitch. Damn, she accepted him with no complaints and loves all of him. Damn. If only I weren't in a relationship, cause I would love...' She doesn't finish that thought when her boyfriend speaks up and says, 'I'm still debating. The bite offers many positives, but our nights will have us running in the woods. Great cardio, but not sure I want to be a werewolf for life though. What are your thoughts?' Taking in his concerns, she wishes she could be frank, but gives him the same thoughts back. She loves her boyfriend, but seeing someone jacked, in more ways than one, has her questioning him.

Yuki walks up to him with eager eyes, bouncing on the balls of her feet, and says, "I'm ready to be bitten."

Sam loves her excitement amongst other things, as his eyes stare at her breasts bouncing in front of him. Returning her smile, he says, "Are you sure? Once bitten, there's no going back."

"I'm certain." Yuki replies while giving him a wink. She continues, "Among other things." Giving another wink.

Taking a gamble, he asks, "Among other things?"

Smiling, Yuki says, "I want to be more, and I liked what I've seen, but I can only offer my back door. Got to save my virginity for my husband." Shrugging her shoulders, she says, "Got to respect my father's wishes. He wants me to marry a wealthy white gentleman." As her eyes roamed up and down his body. Under her breath, she says, 'Wish it was you, but you have a harem of beauties to choose from.'

Sam hears it all and says, "Follow me'. They head into the kitchen, and a chair is already between the sink, stove, and refrigerator. Staring at her, he says, "Is it okay for me to remove your shirt? Don't want to get it stained with blood." He's about to reach over and help her pull it off, but she just says, 'Oh! Let me help you.'

She grabs the bottom of her shirt and takes it off. He's taken aback by her modesty or lack thereof. Seeing tanned skin and her impressive cleavage sitting in a respectable white bra, he says, "It will hurt, but I'll try to be quick."

Sitting patiently, she awaits the pain but puts on a brave face. She says, "No worries." As her heart beats faster cause of his proximity. Her lips parted, and her breathing become shallow. She wants nothing more than to feel his lips on hers. Seeing his canines grow, she knows it's go time. When she feels him move her bra strap off to the side, she braces herself, but feels her lower half moisten with anticipation. She feels his teeth sink into her chest; she lets out a cry of pain. When he pulls back, and she sees her blood dripping from his canines, does she learn, 'It's been done. Welcome to my pack, Yuki.'