The flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows on the walls of Lord Anthony's study as he regarded Alexander with a piercing gaze. "Alexander, tonight you must prove your loyalty and skill. I want you to bring me a young man, someone who will satiate both our appetites." His voice was smooth as silk, betraying none of the hunger that lurked beneath the surface.
"Of course, my lord," Alexander replied, bowing his head in submission. He knew what Lord Anthony desired – a young man with an athletic build, strong enough to struggle but ultimately succumb to their desires. Most importantly, someone whose blood would taste like ambrosia on their tongues.
As Alexander stalked the dark alleys and crowded streets, he could feel his senses heightened, attuned to every heartbeat and warm body around him. He sought a male in his mid-twenties, with defined muscles and an air of arrogance, someone who wouldn't be missed. And for himself, Alexander craved the taste of blood from a man's neck and thighs – the pulsating veins there promised a rich, satisfying feast.
As Alexander walked by the park, his eyes were drawn to a group of young men playing basketball. he licked his lips while watching them, his serpent like fangs slightly protruded. his eyes focused on one tall skinny blonde with a with a long neck that beckoned him. He couldn't resist the overwhelming urge to taste their flesh, to feast on them all at once like a pack of starving wolves. His blood lust took hold, and he imagined slaughtering them like innocent lambs. The sound of the bouncing ball echoed in his ears, taunting him with its rhythm as he fought against his primal urges. Perspiration glistened on their skin under the bright sun, tempting him further into his dark desires. It was a dangerous game he played, one that could lead to destruction if he gave in. But in that moment, all reason was lost as his desire for carnage consumed him.
His arousal became increasingly difficult to contain as he continued his search, the scent of human life all around him, tantalizing and teasing his craving. Unable to resist any longer, Alexander decided to feed before finding the perfect prey for Lord Anthony.
Picking up a scent, he found him leaning against a lamppost outside a trendy bar: a young businessman named David, 27 years old, with a sharp suit hugging his toned body. David's dark hair and chiseled jawline were irresistible to Alexander, who approached him with a predatory smile.
"Care for some company?" Alexander whispered into David's ear, sensing the man's vulnerability and willingness. It didn't take much convincing for David to lead Alexander back to his upscale apartment nearby.
Once inside, Alexander wasted no time in asserting control. He pushed David onto the plush couch, ripping open his shirt and exposing his heaving chest.
David's pupils dilated with a mixture of shock and desire as Alexander unzipped his pants, revealing his throbbing member. Without hesitation, Alexander took David's cock into his warm, wet mouth, causing a surge of pleasure to shoot through David's body. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he also couldn't deny how incredibly turned on he was at this forbidden act.
David let out a primal scream as he reached his climax, his body convulsing with pleasure. Alexander eagerly devoured every drop of his warm seed, leaving him drained and satisfied. As David lay back, panting heavily, Alexander's eyes flashed with hunger. In one swift motion, his serpentine fangs emerged and pierced David's tender flesh like a predator attacking its prey. The pain was intense but mixed with an intoxicating pleasure as the vampire's venom coursed through his veins, rendering him paralyzed and helpless as he watched Alexander claim his meal in a frenzy of lust and desire."I love it when my prey squirms and writhes in my grasp," Alexander sneered at David. "But this time, I'll enjoy devouring you without all the fuss. Your taste, like your semen, is simply irresistible. Tonight, I will feast upon you until there's nothing left." The vampire leered with anticipation, savoring the thought of taking his fill from his helpless victim.
Alexander's voice dripped with insatiable lust as he traced his sharp, elongated fangs along David's bare skin. Each touch sent a shiver of pleasure and fear down David's body, eliciting a moan from his helpless victim. As Alexander snarled, his grip on David tightened, pulling him closer and trapping him in his powerful embrace. With each word, he described in detail how he was going to feed on David's very essence.
"I'll sink my teeth into your flesh, piercing your tender skin and feeling the warm rush of your blood as I drink it all in," Alexander growled, his eyes glinting with a twisted hunger. "Then I'll tear your flesh off your bones, savoring every morsel as I devour your organs and relish in the taste of your sweet cock." His voice was like velvet dipped in poison, luring David deeper into his seductive trap.
"You should feel honored to sacrifice yourself to a higher being than yourself," Alexander purred, his breath hot against David's neck. The heat and scent of him filled David's senses, overwhelming him with a mixture of pleasure and terror.
"I will make you writhe in both pleasure and pain before the last drop flows down my throat," Alexander promised, his voice dripping with sinister seduction. David's futile attempts to scream and struggle were met with a chilling chuckle from the vampire. "You see, my pet, the venom I released into your system has paralyzed you entirely, allowing me to feed effortlessly. It's no use to struggle now." The taunting words sent shivers down David's spine as he lay helplessly under Alexander's grasp. "Shall we begin?" Alexander asked, his fingers tracing a slow trail down David's chest. The room was filled with a heady mix of fear and arousal as the vampire leaned in to take his meal.
A shiver ran through David's body, a mix of anticipation and terror coursing through his veins as Alexander's cold tongue traced over his lips. They glistened with hunger, already slick with saliva. "Don't worry, my pet," Alexander whispered, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "I'll make your demise quick, for I have bigger prey to hunt tonight. Consider yourself just an appetizer to satiate me until then." With a sharp jerk, he tore David's shirt off completely, revealing a chiseled chest that seemed to glow in the dim light. Beads of sweat dotted his skin, giving him an ethereal quality in the midst of their primal encounter.
Saliva coated Alexander's mouth as he ravished David's nipples, biting and sucking with a savage desire. His teeth left marks on the sensitive flesh, each one sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through David's body. Then Alexander trailed down to the man's neck, teasing the prominent Adam's apple before sinking his fangs into the tender flesh to extract his meal. The room was filled with moans of pleasure mixed with pain as Alexander devoured his prey, their bodies tangled in a dance between ecstasy and agony.
With ravenous desire, Alexander eagerly siphoned every last drop of blood from David's quivering body. His fangs plunged deep into the tender flesh of David's thighs, and he voraciously devoured his most intimate parts in a final act of absolute domination. Finally sated for the moment, he ceased his feeding and yanked David off the couch, sprawling him out on the floor. Taking position at David’s head, Alexander's mouth stretched wide as he began to consume him like an anaconda swallowing its prey, savouring each inch with deliberate slowness so that no trace would remain.
Alexander relished the intoxicating mix of blood and flesh as he engulfed David's long, supple form. His mind raced with thoughts of Lord Anthony's insatiable thirst, driving him deeper into a frenzy of lust and power. Consumed by his own dark desires, Alexander's determination to please his master intensified with every sensuous bite and swallow.
3 - 4
As Alexander continued his search for the perfect prey, Lord Anthony awaited the arrival of Senator Josh Hawley. The senator was a powerful figure in politics, with a youthful appearance despite his 41 years, and a lean build that hinted at a former athlete. His close-cropped brown hair and piercing blue eyes gave him an air of authority. Senator Hawley was not only a valuable ally but also a source of sustenance and pleasure for the vampire lord.
"Ah, Senator," Lord Anthony greeted as Josh entered the dimly lit room. "I trust you bring news of our current affairs."
"Indeed, my lord," the senator replied, adjusting his tie nervously. "Progress is slow, but we're making headway in passing legislation that will benefit your kind. The balance of power continues to shift in our favor."
"Excellent. And I see you've brought me a gift." Lord Anthony's gaze lingered on the young intern who accompanied the senator. The boy appeared to be in his early twenties, with sandy blond hair and eager green eyes. His lithe frame suggested a runner or a swimmer. Lord Anthony could almost taste the vitality coursing through his veins.
"His name is Daniel, my lord," Senator Hawley said, gesturing to the intern. "He's proven himself quite...eager to please."
"Exquisite," Lord Anthony purred, his eyes never leaving the young man. "Strip him down, would you?"
The senator nodded and, with practiced efficiency, began removing Daniel's clothes. As the last article of clothing fell to the floor, the young intern stood naked and vulnerable before the vampire lord.
Lord Anthony's eyes scanned the sinewy lines of the boy's body, taking in the defined muscles, smooth skin stretched taut over his frame. His long, elegant neck seemed to invite Lord Anthony in closer, while his big puppy feet hinted at a playful innocence that belied the raw sensuality he exuded. The sight sent a primal thrill down Lord Anthony's spine, igniting his predatory instincts and causing his fangs to drop in hunger. His whole being was aroused and aching for a taste of the boy's flesh, eager to sate his forbidden desires.
"Lay back on the ottoman, Daniel," Lord Anthony growled, his voice dripping with dominance. The intern eagerly complied, his eyes glazed over from the vampire's hypnotic hold. "Such a delicious sight," Lord Anthony purred as he stripped off his clothes, revealing his chiseled physique and massive cock. Senator Hawley watched on, his own arousal growing at the sinful scene unfolding before him.
The vampire's voice was low and seductive as he stalked towards the young man, his eyes glinting with hunger. "Now tell me, senator," he purred, "how do you want me to take Daniel?" The senator's response came with a lustful grin, his body trembling with anticipation. "Like the beast you are," he replied, his voice thick with desire, "ravaging him until we're all spent." The power dynamics between the two men were palpable, their desires twisted and consuming in this dark world of vampires and submission. Heat radiated from their bodies as they moved closer, lost in a haze of forbidden pleasure and dangerous temptation.
"Indulge in the sight before you, esteemed Senator," Lord Anthony whispered, his voice laced with a hint of seduction as he moved closer to Daniel's prone figure. His fingers danced teasingly down the intern's chest, eliciting a shiver that traveled through his body. "I believe I'll begin with these succulent thighs. The flesh is so delicate and tender, it will surely melt in my mouth."
As Lord Anthony bent down, lips hovering above Daniel's quivering skin, he glanced over at Senator Hawley. The man had taken a seat, unable to tear his eyes away from the display, and had begun to pleasure himself. The connection between politics and submission had always been a tantalizing mix for Lord Anthony, and tonight was no exception.
"Enjoy the show, Senator," Lord Anthony growled before savagely sinking his fangs into the young intern's supple thigh. The sweet taste of his blood flooded his mouth, mingling with the sound of his moans as they indulged in this sinful and forbidden act. They were both consumed by a lustful frenzy, lost in the primal pleasure of their dark ritual.
5 - 6
Alexander left David's apartment and ventured into the nightlife, feeling the pulsating energy of the city as it embraced him. A vibrant club caught his attention, the blazing neon sign promising a night of wild abandon. As he entered, the thumping music enveloped him, and he was immediately captivated by the writhing bodies on the dance floor.
His senses honed in on one individual, standing out among the crowd like a beacon: Neels Visser, a 23-year-old Dutch-American model. His blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and chiseled features were irresistible to Alexander's vampire instincts. The young man moved with a confident swagger, an air of ambition cloaking him like a second skin. It was clear why he would be the perfect prey – his drive for success would make him susceptible to the promises that only a vampire could offer.
"Hello there," Alexander purred as he sidled up to Neels, his voice barely audible over the pounding bass. "I couldn't help but notice you from across the room."
Neels looked at Alexander, his eyes sizing him up before breaking into a sly grin. "Is that so? What exactly caught your eye?"
"Your presence, young man," Alexander replied smoothly. "You exude a sense of power and ambition that I find alluring."
"Ha! You're not the first to tell me that," Neels said, clearly pleased by the compliment. "And who might you be?"
"Alexander," he introduced himself, extending a hand. "I'm an agent of sorts. I specialize in helping people like you achieve their dreams, attain the success they crave."
"An agent, huh?" Neels' interest was piqued, his gaze flicking between Alexander's face and hand. He shook it firmly. "So, what can you do for me that others can't?"
"Connections, my dear boy," Alexander said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I have access to a world of opportunity that others only dream of. I can offer you fame and fortune beyond your wildest imagination."
"Is that so?" Neels leaned in closer, his blue eyes locked onto Alexander's gaze. "Tell me more."
"Of course," Alexander replied, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned in, too. "But let's find somewhere quieter to discuss this further. Trust me when I say it'll be worth your while."
As they left the club together, Alexander couldn't help but feel a thrill at the prospect of presenting Neels to Lord Anthony. This young model was ripe for the taking, and he knew that they would both relish in the dark pleasures that awaited them. And yet, a small part of him wondered just how far Neels' ambition would take him – and what consequences it might bring.
7 - 8
Neels, sensing the gravity of Alexander's words and the glint in his eyes, nodded in agreement. "Alright then, let's go." They exited the nightclub, leaving behind the pulsating music and flashing lights for the quiet solitude of the night.
Meanwhile, in the dimly lit chambers of Lord Anthony's estate, the depraved vampire lord was reveling in his twisted pleasures with his young intern, Daniel, while Senator Hawley looked on. His tongue traced every inch of Daniel's trembling body, delving into every crevice and eliciting moans of ecstasy. The senator's hand gripped his throbbing member as he watched intently, unable to tear his gaze away from the unholy scene unfolding before him. Such sinful hedonism consumed them all within those walls.
"Such a delectable treat," Lord Anthony purred, his fangs grazing against the tender flesh of Daniel's inner thigh. He lifted the intern's slim legs over his shoulders, positioning himself to enter the young man. With one swift motion, he thrust inside, eliciting a mix of pain and pleasure from Daniel.
"Ah, yes... just like that," the senator muttered, his breath hitching as he continued to pleasure himself. His eyes were fixed on the scene unfolding before him - Lord Anthony feeding from the young intern, Daniel. The vampire first lapping at the boy's perfect feet with his tongue, savoring the taste before sinking his fangs into the arch of his foot. Daniel moaned and whimpered as Anthony thrust deeper and harder into him Wirth his big cock. While thrusting and milling against Daniel's body with his massive cock, Lord Anthony put on quite the spectacle for the senator."Your blood tastes exquisite, my dear boy," Lord Anthony whispered, his voice laced with satisfaction as he drank from Daniel.
With a firm grasp on the boy's chin, he tilted his head to face the senator, baring his long, vulnerable neck for the vampire's meal. The senator's heart pounded in his chest as he watched, mesmerized by the sight of the boy's expression. As the vampire struck and sunk his fangs into the boy's flesh, the senator couldn't contain himself any longer and ejaculated in a moment of intense pleasure mixed with fear. As Lord Anthony finished feasting on Daniel, he pulled away and stood up. "Now it's your turn, senator," the vampire said with a smirk as he approached the couch where the senator sat panting and trembling with desire.
"Take what you need, my lord," Senator Hawley said with a lustful glint in his eyes. He slowly unbuttoned his crisp white shirt, exposing the smooth expanse of his pale neck to the vampire sitting next to him. His pulse quickened in anticipation as he offered himself freely to Lord Anthony.
With a smirk, Lord Anthony leaned in and ran his cool tongue along the senator's throat, eliciting a shiver of pleasure from the man. As the senator tilted his head back and to the side, fully exposing his neck to the vampire, Lord Anthony sank his fangs into the soft flesh, drawing out his blood with a groan of satisfaction.
As he drank in the thick, rich blood from the senator's vein, Lord Anthony felt a surge of power and energy coursing through his body. But he also noticed that the man's arousal was growing, and he couldn't help but laugh at the thought of the additional 'meal' he would soon take from the senator.
"You are certainly serving me well tonight, Senator," Lord Anthony teased, relishing in the control he had over this powerful man who had willingly given himself to him.
As Alexander and Neels approached the grand estate, their footsteps echoed through the silent halls, the air thick with anticipation. Neels couldn't help but be awestruck by the opulence surrounding him, though he was unaware of the true nature of what lay ahead.
"Quite the place you have here," Neels commented, his eyes darting from one exquisite piece of art to another.
"Thank you," Alexander replied, a hint of pride in his voice. "Lord Anthony has impeccable taste."
As they rounded a corner, they saw Senator Hawley exiting a room, his face flushed and his clothes disheveled. He offered them a nod as he passed, leaving Neels curious about what had transpired behind the closed door. Alexander merely smiled, leading Neels further into the depths of the estate, where his initiation into their dark world would soon unfold.
9 - 10
As Alexander guided Neels into the room, Lord Anthony's eyes seemed to glow with a predatory hunger, his powerful presence filling the space. He stood with an air of regal elegance, the contrast between his luxurious attire; now wearing only a long black sill robe that trailed behind him covering his bare body and the wild look in his eyes only serving to make him more captivating.
"Ah, Alexander, I see you've brought me a gift," Lord Anthony purred, his gaze raking over Neels' form as if sizing up a delectable meal.
"Indeed, my lord," Alexander replied, bowing his head slightly. "I believe he will be to your liking."
Neels felt a shiver run down his spine as he realized that he was being appraised like a piece of meat. He tried to maintain his composure, but the sight of the naked intern sprawled on the ottoman sent a jolt of fear through him. The young man appeared unconscious, his body marked by bite wounds and bruises.
"Excellent work, Alexander," Lord Anthony said, his voice dripping with anticipation. "But first, it seems you have yet to feed tonight." He gestured toward the intern, a wicked smile playing at his lips. "He's still warm, and there's plenty left for you."
Neels stared in horror as Alexander stepped toward the intern, his fangs extending as he leaned down to sink them into the young man's neck. The sound of blood being drawn reached Neels' ears, and he felt bile rise in his throat at the sight.
"Is something wrong, Neels?" Lord Anthony asked, feigning concern as he observed the model's reaction. "You look positively green."
"Forgive me, my lord," Neels stammered, struggling to keep his composure. "I wasn't expecting... this."
"Ah, well, we all have our appetites," Lord Anthony mused, his eyes never leaving Neels as Alexander continued to feed. "And you, my dear boy, will soon learn to appreciate the taste of power that comes with being part of our world."
As Lord Anthony's words sank in, Neels could feel a cold dread creeping through his veins, mingling with a morbid curiosity about what lay ahead. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene before him, wondering if this was the price of ambition – and whether he was willing to pay it.
11 - 12
"Enough," Lord Anthony commanded, his voice echoing through the opulent room. Alexander lifted his mouth from the intern's neck, blood staining his lips. Neels swallowed hard as he watched the scene unfold before him.
"Guards," Lord Anthony called, and two imposing figures entered the chamber. "Take Mr. Visser to the dungeon. Strip him of his clothing and restrain him in the sling." and bring the intern Daniel to be clean up and locked up until we need him again.
The guards, dressed in all black with shielded black helmets, seized Neels Visser by the arms, their grip like iron bands around his flesh. He struggled, but their force was unyielding. As they dragged him through the estate, his mind raced with thoughts of escape, yet he knew the futility of such ideas.
Upon entering the dungeon, the guards wasted no time in tearing away Neels' clothes, leaving him exposed and vulnerable. He shivered as the cold air kissed his naked skin, a wave of humiliation washing over him. The guards hoisted him up into the sling, fastening the restraints so that he was left hanging, completely at the mercy of the vampires.
"Your selection is impeccable, Alexander," Lord Anthony purred as he circled Neels, taking in every inch of the young man's body. "He will serve our purposes well."
"Thank you, my lord," Alexander replied, his eyes fixated on Neels' trembling form. "I thought he would please you."
"Indeed, he does," Lord Anthony said with a wicked grin. "Now, let us take our pleasure from him and enjoy our feast."
As Lord Anthony moved behind Neels, the young man couldn't help but squirm in the restraints, terror gripping him. He felt the vampire lord press against him, his arousal evident. Neels tried to brace himself for what was coming, but nothing could prepare him for the sensation of Lord Anthony entering him, forcing a cry of pain from his lips.
Simultaneously, Alexander moved in front of Neels, taking the young man's cock into his mouth. The sensation was both pleasurable and terrifying, as Neels knew all too well what would happen next.
"Please... don't," he whispered, but his plea went unheeded. As Lord Anthony fed from the arch of Neels' foot, the pain was excruciating, yet strangely erotic. Alexander continued to suck on Neels' cock, drawing out both semen and blood, the mixture intoxicating to the vampire.
Neels' mind reeled from the combination of pain and pleasure, the boundaries between the two sensations blurring. He couldn't comprehend how such depravity could be so enticing, yet he found himself helplessly drawn into the darkness that surrounded him.
"No!" Neels screamed, but his cries were drowned out by the sounds of the vampires indulging in their twisted desires. As Lord Anthony and Alexander took their pleasure from him, Neels realized that he had crossed the threshold into a world from which there was no return.
13 - 14
13. The dimly lit dungeon was filled with the scent of blood, sweat, and lust as Lord Anthony and Alexander continued their dark feast. Neels could no longer distinguish between the pain and pleasure coursing through his body; every nerve ending seemed to be on fire.
"Alexander, it's time for you to have your fill," Lord Anthony purred, his fangs still wet with Neels' blood as he withdrew from the young man's neck.
Neels could only whimper, his body shaking uncontrollably as Alexander positioned himself behind him. He felt the vampire's hard cock pressing against his entrance, and tried to brace himself for the inevitable.
"Please... I can't take any more," Neels pleaded, but his voice was barely a whisper, just another echo in the chamber of horrors he now found himself in.
"Silence, my dear," Alexander commanded, his tone cold as he sank his fangs deep into Neels' thigh, the venom causing an involuntary shudder of arousal to course through the young man's body. "You're ours now."
Alexander's eyes gleamed with malice as he turned to Neels, the firelight casting sinister shadows across his face. A twisted smile of sadistic pleasure twisted his lips as he spoke. "We will feast on your body until you are nothing but a shell of your former self," he declared, his voice dripping with venom. Lord Anthony chimed in eagerly, his own dark desires reflected in his lustful gaze. He licked his lips in anticipation and said, "I can't wait to devour his cock and balls." The thought of it made Neels tremble in fear.
Alexander's voice took on a dark and seductive tone as he described their plans for Neels' final moments. He described how they would savor every inch of his body, relishing in the taste and texture of each body part. "And the tender flesh of his neck," he purred, "He is like a fine Kobe beef, ripe for the taking." As Neels screamed out in terror, the men laughed cruelly at his suffering, their voices mingling with the crackle of the campfire.
15 - 16
15. Lord Anthony watched with delight as Alexander claimed Neels' body, taking him with rough and unrelenting thrusts. The young man's screams only seemed to fuel their hunger, and he relished in the power they held over their prey.
"Look at how he writhes and moans," Lord Anthony whispered into Neels' ear, "He is ours to do with as we please." Neels could feel the vampire's hot breath against his skin, sending shivers of fear and desire down his spine.
Alexander's grip on his hips tightened as he pounded into him, each thrust bringing them closer to the edge of pleasure and pain. Neels' mind was a fog of conflicting emotions; fear, arousal, shame, and a sickening realization that he was enjoying this twisted encounter.
But just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, Alexander pulled out abruptly and flipped him over onto his back. Before Neels could even catch his breath, Lord Anthony plunged himself deep inside of him.
Neels cried out in shock and pain as the vampire sank his fangs into his neck once again, drinking deeply from his veins while simultaneously driving himself into him with a brutal rhythm.
16. As Neels lay there helpless under the combined force of the two vampires, he could feel himself slipping away. The pleasure was becoming too much for him to bear, blurring the lines between pain and ecstasy until they were indistinguishable.
But just when he thought he couldn't take any more, Alexander released his hold on Neels' neck and pulled out. The sudden loss of both pleasure and pain left Neels gasping for air as Lord Anthony continued to thrust into him mercilessly.
"You can't leave me hanging like this!" Alexander growled in frustration as he watched Lord Anthony continue to have his way with Neels.
"I'm not done yet," Lord Anthony replied, his voice thick with desire as he pounded into Neels' trembling body
Lord Anthony, not wanting to miss out on the final drops of Neels' life force, returned to his prey with an insatiable hunger. He plunged his sharp fangs into the other side of the young man's neck, relishing in the warm rush of blood that filled his mouth. With each drop he took, a new wave of agony crashed over Neels, threatening to consume him completely.
"Please... no more," Neels gasped, his desire for the darkness within the vampires growing stronger with every passing moment.
The words dripped from Lord Anthony's sneer like venom, his upper lip curling into a cruel smile as he drained the last remnants of Neels' humanity. Alexander tore at the soft flesh of Neels' foot, relishing in the savory taste of meat and the metallic tang of blood. The darkness of their intentions hung thick in the air, suffocating any shred of hope for Neels.
14.
As the last drops of life drained from Neels' body, the vampires stood over his limp form with satisfied grins on their faces. Lord Anthony admired the young man's beauty and praised Alexander for choosing such a delectable meal.
"Well done, my dear boy," he said, patting Alexander on the back. "You have truly outdone yourself this time."
Alexander beamed with pride at his accomplishment, eager to please his master in any way possible. He had always been drawn to the darkness within himself, but it was only under Lord Anthony's guidance that he fully embraced it.
"Now, let us retire to the kitchen," Lord Anthony said, gesturing towards the door with a wave of his hand. "We shall feast on Neels' organs and bones in the nights to come."
With that, they left Neels' body lying on the cold ground and made their way to the kitchen where their gruesome feast awaited them. They wasted no time in dismembering Neels and preparing him for consumption.
As they sat down to dine on Neels' flesh and blood, Alexander couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having fulfilled his cravings for human blood once again. He reveled in his newfound power and control over others.
Lord Anthony noticed this change in Alexander and couldn't be more pleased. With each passing day, Alexander was becoming more like him – ruthless, powerful and unapologetically evil.
The two vampires feasted until there was nothing left of Neels but bones and scraps of flesh. As they sat back in their chairs, sated from their meal, Lord Anthony turned to Alexander with a wicked glint in his eye.
"Tonight was just the beginning," he said with a smirk. "There are plenty more unsuspecting victims out there just waiting for us."
Alexander grinned eagerly at this prospect, already itching for their next hunt. He knew that with Lord Anthony by his side, he could take on the world and conquer it.
