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I wince at their back-and-forth, still unable to speak. It hurts me that I misspoke. What is a prince, and why does Hector need his permission? I need to speak… “S… suh… Sire,” I manage to get out feeling like the weight of the world compelled me to keep my mouth shut.

I step out of the way and watch. I see Clara pull up her tights and straighten her skirt before making eye contact. Her surprised look is quickly replaced with one of hate as she notices Marcus. Marcuse leans back and chuckles. “Several things. Some old…” and then he looks my way with a malice...

There is nothing quite like two Daddy Vampires fighting over you to start your day.

I feel my bros sweat. Strip naked for this man? “Of… of course,” slips out of my mouth as I remove the rest of my clothes and stand naked before this stranger. “Right this way,” I say before leading him to my side.

It felt like my hands were working independently, separate from what my mind wanted. I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the ground. I stood before the elder in just the sexy underwear I had put on to entice Lexi later this evening. “Is this what you desired?”

I study the new man. He’s hard to read. “I was always taught that expounding upon other people’s business was not polite. Especially not with strangers.”

I look at the man. He knows Hector, but it’s been a while since they last met. “He’s in his office. He was on a business call. Boring stuff. I came here to wait for it to end to speak with Clara.”

I feel intimidated in a way I haven’t since the change. It is similar to my feeling with the seamstress but more pronounced. I need to be on guard and make my escape when possible. “I’m Chloe,” I add hastily. “I was waiting on Clara. She was supposed to drive me to the library.”

I arise to meet Marcus. I’ve heard him mentioned, yet not introduced. “Hello, I’m Chloe. Hector’s Childs.”

I stand transfixed, watching Hector roughly take Clara before deciding to slink away, not wanting to risk discovery. I decide to head to Clara’s room knowing she will need to clean up after being manhandled.

I continue to spy at the door hoping to catch more.

I stealthily walk up to the door and listen in.

Fuck that was intense. I think as I rise, the grave once again, releasing its grip on me. Perhaps I did die, and this is hell. I laugh at the thought and begin to towel off. I decide to see Hector to see if he has insight into my nightmare. I want to get it over with quickly. I need Clara to...

“This evening at sunset. I look forward to it,” I say as I use my finger to trace around one of her nipples. “Like you, I have less than an hour before sleep takes me. The pleasure of a beautiful woman like you should not be on a timer.” I walk over, my pale ass swaying as I go before lying...

I stop. “Yes, I suppose it can. I am sorry to put you under such distress.” I kiss the beautiful ghoul’s cheek before preparing to sleep for the day.

“Do you think I need that long to make you cum? You’re already soaking wet for me. We both want this,” I whisper in Clara’s ear as I insert a second finger inside her. I feel her hand cup my ass, and I lick her neck, tasting her tongue vibrating with the ghoul’s pulsing blood.

I slide my finger down to Clara’s sex and smile when I find her wet. “I see how Hector ignores you. I would never do so. You are fascinating to me. So lovely. So Capable. But we can put a pin in whether you should drink for me. What I really wanted to ask you if you could drive me to the library...

“Do you not want it? I think you do. But if it is dangerous, I will not force it on you,” I say reassuringly before standing up to make out with the ghoul, letting her taste herself on my lips.

“Ah, so you can’t be about two masters?” I ask before licking Clara’s pussy. “If you drink my blood, it would supersede my sire’s?”