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Although most of humanity may not be aware, the world is not as it seems. Unbeknownst to them, mythical creatures like aliens, Bigfoot, shapeshifters, werewolves, witches, and most notably, vampires actually exist. These supernatural beings have ruled the world from the shadows for centuries, controlling governments, royal families, businesses, and banks while satisfying their voracious appetites. Contrary to popular belief, vampires prefer to feed on male humans whose blood and seed provide them with immense power and fuel their insatiable lust. Female humans are primarily used for procreation purposes. The vampire race is made up of several species who can take on a primal form based on their animalistic nature. The Panthera vampires resemble panthers, while the Aranea vampires look like spiders. The Serpentum vampires have reptilian features, and the most well-known by humans are the Vespertilio vampires who have bat-like qualities. Each species has its own way of hunting and feeding; the Serpentum are known for their brutal method of paralyzing their victims before draining their blood and feasting on chunks of flesh, while the Vespertilio are more sophisticated and value beauty. They prefer to slowly drain their victims of blood and seed over time to fulfill their insatiable sexual desires. Once they have no use for their victims, they must make the ultimate sacrifice to their masters, who consume their flesh and organs as a delicacy.
The existence of vampires was not a secret to everyone. They were selective about who they revealed themselves to, carefully choosing humans who could further their interests. Some humans willingly entered into agreements with the vampires, known as legacy pacts, providing them with a steady supply of blood and seed in exchange for wealth, privilege, and safety. In some cases, these humans would even offer up young men as offerings or their own offspring when they turned 18. Meanwhile, there were other humans who knew about the vampires and were willing to pay large sums of money to watch them feed and be fed on for the sexual arousal it brought them. And then there were those who paid to be fed on and bred by vampires in order to experience the powerful enzymes released into their bodies, believed to enhance human performance and strength - especially sought after by athletes.
As the annual harvest feast approaches, a time to celebrate the long nights of darkness, the vampires prepare for a grand awakening. They plan to reveal their existence to humanity, but a heated debate ensues among the covens. Some want to enslave humanity, while others argue for peaceful coexistence. Powerful forces on both sides are determined to win the night and shape the future of this momentous event.
The sleek black SUV pulled up to the entrance of Mikhail Prokhorov's opulent penthouse tower, its glossy exterior reflecting the bright city lights. Aaron Carter's eyes hungrily roamed over Ashten Rea, an eager excitement pulsing through his body. He couldn't wait to see how Mikhail would react to the younger man's sun-kissed skin and exaggerated features - that long neck and those big feet, the perfect vessels for feeding on. Aaron knew that Mikhail would be delighted by Ashten's succulent flesh, especially his youthful energy that Mikhail loved to drain. He could already feel the heat building between them, fueled by their shared desire for blood and pleasure.
With cunning precision, Aaron had been grooming the 20-year-old in preparation for this very moment. He offered Mikhail a perfect sacrifice in exchange for a dark gift, one that would finally transform him after years of being fed upon.
"Isn't this amazing?" Ashten gushed, his blue eyes wide with excitement. "Meeting a billionaire executive like Mikhail could do wonders for my career!"
"Absolutely," Aaron replied, concealing his true intentions behind a charming smile. "You're going places, kid."
As they exited the vehicle, Alex, Mikhail's long-time thrall, greeted them with a nod. His piercing blue eyes seemed to bore into Aaron's soul, but he remained poised under the intense gaze. Alex escorted them through the luxurious lobby and into the elevator, which began its rapid ascent to the penthouse high above.
Upon reaching their destination, Aaron and Ashten stepped out of the elevator and were immediately confronted with an erotic scene.
Mikhail reclined on a lavish marble throne, his lips devouring the long, smooth neck of his seventeen-year-old slave, Jack Scherner. The boy's ecstatic moans echoed through the opulent room as the vampire greedily fed from him, one hand roaming over his supple and exposed chest. Jack was clad in a barely there white tunic that accentuated his youth and fragility, further highlighting Mikhail's control and dominance over him.
Mikhail was keenly aware of the eyes on him, watching his every move. With a sly smile, he decided to end his meal with a flourish, using his long, sinuous tongue to trail along Jack's neck. He let out a low, pleasure-filled moan as he savored the taste and scent of Jack's skin. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation and desire, making Mikhail's senses hum with excitement. It was a dance between predator and prey, but in that moment, they were both willing participants in this primal game of passion.
"Ah, our guests have arrived," Mikhail purred, releasing Jack's neck and allowing the boy to take a seat on a pillow at his feet. The sight was both arousing and terrifying, and Aaron couldn't help but feel a thrill at what was about to unfold.
"Welcome, Aaron and Ashten," said Mikhail, licking the remnants of blood from his lips. "I apologize for indulging myself before your arrival, but I simply couldn't resist. My dear Jack is such a delightful treat."
Ashten's eyes widened in shock, unable to process the surreal scene before him. Aaron could see the confusion and fear battling within his young friend as he tried to comprehend what he'd just witnessed.
"Please, have a seat," Mikhail gestured toward plush chairs arranged around the room. "We have much to discuss."
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"Again, my apologies for such an early indulgence," Mikhail said, a wicked grin playing on his lips. "Jack's virgin blood and seed are the perfect way to start my nights. Him and his older brother Nick have been in my service for quite some time now, and I must say he's held up remarkably well. At some point, I'll breed him to continue his bloodline."
Ashten's shock was palpable as he tried to process the disturbing scene before him. His eyes darted between Aaron, who seemed strangely at ease, and Mikhail, who exuded an aura of dark power.
"Wh-what do you mean?" Ashten stammered, his voice barely audible.
"Ah, it seems our young friend has questions," Mikhail chuckled. "Very well, let's not keep him in suspense any longer."
Aaron stepped forward, placing a reassuring hand on Ashten's shoulder. "Ashten, I've brought you here as a gift for Mikhail. He's taken a liking to you, and I think you'll find that pleasing him can bring great rewards."
Ashten's eyes widened as he stared at Aaron in disbelief. "You...you can't be serious! You're offering me up to...to this monster?"
Mikhail laughed heartily at Ashten's reaction. "Oh, don't look so surprised, boy. It's always the same when you humans realize you're not at the top of the food chain." His fangs extended below his lower lip, a sinister show of force that sent chills down Ashten's spine.
"Please, Aaron, tell me this is some kind of sick joke," Ashten pleaded, his voice shaking with fear.
"Unfortunately, it's not," Aaron replied solemnly. "But trust me, it's better to go along with it willingly. The alternative is far worse."
The tension in the room was palpable as Ashten's mind raced, trying to find a way out of this nightmare. But it seemed there was no escape, and his fate was sealed.
"Very well," Mikhail said, his voice dripping with anticipation. "Let's begin."
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Mikhail couldn't suppress his hunger as he eyed Ashten, licking his fangs in anticipation. "Ah, my dear Aaron, you have truly outdone yourself this time," he purred, rising from his throne and approaching the terrified young man. He circled him slowly, taking in every inch of Ashten's body, inhaling deeply to savor the enticing scent of his fear.
"Such a delightful aroma," Mikhail mused, his fingers gently caressing Ashten's cheek. "I can only imagine how delectable your blood will taste." Ashten trembled under the vampire's touch, struggling to comprehend the reality of his situation.
Two guards seized Ashten by his arms, holding him firmly as Mikhail effortlessly tore open the boy's shirt, revealing his smooth, taut chest and stomach. Ashten squirmed in their grasp, trying in vain to break free.
"Please, don't do this!" he begged, tears streaming down his face. But Mikhail only smiled wickedly, relishing the sight of his prey's helplessness.
"Struggle all you want, my dear," he taunted. "It only enhances the flavor of your meat." With a wave of his hand, Mikhail commanded, "Take him to the preparation room. I want him cleansed and cataloged before we dine on the tender."
As the guards dragged the kicking, screaming Ashten away, Mikhail leaned in close, his voice a seductive whisper. "You should know, my sweet offering, that I plan to savor every part of you. Your lovely feet, your long neck... even that deliciously sensitive spot between your legs." Ashten's eyes widened in horror, realizing the full extent of the vampire's intentions.
"Your fight and spirit may sustain me for weeks," Mikhail continued. "But I must warn you, if I lose control in the heat of the moment, I may just devour you entirely."
In the sterile preparation room, Ashten hung from a suspension bar, his feet dangling above the cold, hard floor. He struggled and begged to be released as the preppers scrubbed him down, their impassive expressions showing no sympathy for his plight.
The young man's body was stripped and scrubbed clean, his skin glistening under the fluorescent lights of the prepping room. The preppers moved around him with calculated efficiency, their hands expertly manipulating equipment to extract semen and draw blood samples. The hum and whir of the machines filled Ashten with a sense of dread, his mind spinning as he struggled to comprehend his new reality. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was nothing more than an object, a means to an end for Mikhail's pleasure. Each beep and click of the machines only reinforced that thought, sending a chill down Ashten's spine
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His gaze fell upon a glass pen on the far wall, where two young men barely 20, sat naked and helpless. Signs next to them detailed their names, ages, blood types, semen loads, and virgin status. Ashten's heart ached for them, realizing that they too were pawns in the vampire's twisted game.
"Ah, Aaron," Mikhail said, circling the pop star as they stood apart from the chaos. "You have served me well since you were seventeen, and I must say, I have missed your particular... flavor of late." His arousal was barely concealed beneath his long robe, promising a passionate encounter between the two.
Aaron smirked, knowing full well the reward that awaited him in Mikhail's personal chambers. Upon entering the room, he lay back on the bed, offering his naked body to the vampire willingly. When Mikhail arrived, he took a sip from the goblet of Ashten's blood and semen before dropping his robe, revealing his tall, lean chiseled body and massively aroused white cock to Aaron.
"Your offering tastes divine," Mikhail murmured, his voice thick with lust. "But now, it is time to remind myself of your own exquisite flavors."
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Mikhail's cool lips traced a path of sensual kisses and nips along Aaron's body, starting with his tender feet. The pop star shuddered as the vampire licked and bit at his toes, sending shivers up his spine. Mikhail continued to work his way up Aaron's body, savoring each new taste he discovered.
"Your flesh is divine," Mikhail purred, his fangs grazing Aaron's inner thighs. "I cannot wait to feast on you." Aaron gasped as the vampire took him into his mouth, sucking hungrily at his engorged cock. He couldn't hold back any longer, releasing his seed for the vampire to greedily consume. As Aaron writhed in pleasure, Mikhail moved up to his nipples, teasing them mercilessly with his tongue and fangs.
"Please," Aaron begged, his voice breathy and desperate. "Take me, Mikhail. Make me yours."
"Are you certain?" Mikhail questioned, his eyes burning into Aaron's. "Once I take you, there is no turning back."
Aaron nodded, his desire evident in his trembling body. "Yes, please."
With a predatory grin, Mikhail obliged Aaron's request. His chiseled body moved in a primal rhythm as he took the pop star, initiating the dark transformation.
Mikhail's tongue darted inside Arron's mouth, a sharp chill against the warmth of their embrace. He pushed Arron down onto the bed and spread his legs apart, exposing his vulnerable ass. With each flick of his icy tongue, he could feel Arron's body tense and writhe in pleasure. Then, with one swift motion, Mikhail plunged his massive, frozen cock deep into Arron's tight hole. The coldness of it sent shivers through Arron's body as Mikhail thrust with merciless force, causing a mix of pain and pleasure to course through him. As their bodies collided in a violent rhythm, Arron couldn't help but moan in ecstasy and agony at the same time.
As Mikhail's strong hands pressed him onto his back, Aaron's legs were lifted and cradled on the vampire's broad shoulders. The cool, smooth touch of his lips sent an electric tingle down Aaron's spine as they trailed along his high arches. With each confident thrust, a sharp mixture of pain and pleasure coursed through his body, gripping him in a delicious agony that left him gasping for more. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced before, like every nerve in his body was set ablaze with desire. And as their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, Aaron couldn't help but surrender to the intense pleasure that flooded every inch of his being.
As Mikhail thrust into Aaron's body, his hot seed poured out and transformed him. He could feel the singer's pulse quicken as he sank his sharp teeth into his neck, releasing a potent venom that flowed into his veins along with Aaron's life force.
Aaron felt the darkness closing in, but as his consciousness began to fade, he noticed his own fangs dropping for the first time. Licking them tentatively, he looked up at Mikhail with a wicked smile.
"I can't wait to feed," Aaron whispered, his voice filled with anticipation and excitement. Mikhail returned the grin, knowing that together they would feast on the unsuspecting world around them.
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The evening sun began its descent, casting a warm glow over the luxurious penthouse. Aaron, now transformed into one of Mikhail's own kind, stirred beside his master in the silken sheets that adorned their bed. His newly elongated fangs grazed against his lower lip as he felt a surge of hunger rise within him.
"Good evening," whispered Mikhail, his voice smooth and seductive as he woke to the fading light. "Are you ready for your first meal, my fledgling?"
"More than ready," replied Aaron, his voice tinged with anticipation and desire. He noticed that both their fangs had extended fully during their slumber, a sign of their heightened arousal.
"Then let us begin by working up our appetites," purred Mikhail as he climbed on top of Aaron, pinning him down on all fours.
The two vampires moved together in a primal dance; their bodies entwined, their fangs elongated, and their passion ignited. With each thrust, Aaron moaned in pleasure, savoring the exquisite sensations coursing through his veins. As Mikhail reached climax, he released his seed deep inside Aaron, binding them even closer together.
As they lay entangled in each other's arms, Alex entered the room, dragging a naked and struggling Ashten behind him. "Mikhail has ordered dinner tonight," announced Alex, his voice devoid of emotion.
"Ah, perfect timing," said Mikhail, licking his lips in anticipation. Turning to Ashten, he added, "I usually enjoy it when my prey puts up a fight, but tonight, I want Aaron to feed with ease."
Ashten's eyes widened in terror, but before he could react, Mikhail delved into his mind and compelled him into a state of calm euphoria. The young man's body went limp as he succumbed to the vampire's mental manipulation.
Mikhail's commanding voice filled the room, calling out to Ashten and beckoning him to join them on the bed. Ashten, now completely under their control, complied with a calm demeanor. On either side of him were the two powerful vampires - Aaron and Mikhail. Without hesitation, they began their worship of Ashten's body, using their tongues and teeth to explore every inch of his skin. Their lips grazed over his sensitive flesh, sending shivers down Ashten's spine. But it was when they focused their attention on his pulsing cock that he truly lost himself in pleasure. Aaron took the shaft while Mikhail teased and sucked at his balls, working together to bring Ashten to an explosive orgasm. The two vampires eagerly drank up every drop of his hot seed, savoring its taste - a heady mix of creamy salt musk and vitality that fueled their insatiable thirst for more.
Aaron couldn't resist the intoxicating scent that emanated from Ashten's skin as they continued to explore his body with their fingers and mouths. With each caress, their fangs would sink deeper into his flesh, leaving small drops of crimson behind. Meanwhile, Mikhail focused on Ashten's feet, massaging and kissing them with reverence. But it was Aaron who claimed the most coveted spot - his neck. With a gentle graze of his lips against Ashten's Adam's apple, he savored the faint taste of sweat and musk before finally sinking his fangs into the warm flesh. The rush of blood that followed was both invigorating and intoxicating, filling his senses with a heady mix of coppery richness and primal satisfaction. It was a sensation unlike any other he had experienced, a reminder of his true nature that sent shivers down his spine
Ashten moaned in ecstasy, his body writhing beneath their ministrations. When they could no longer resist, both vampires sank their fangs into ashen’s wrists, drinking deeply until he fell into a deep slumber before he was retuned to his pen.
Over the following days, Mikhail took great pleasure in teaching Aaron the ways of the vampire, instructing him in the art of seduction, feeding and tonight the art of the kill. for the lesson, he selected a young Eastern European male model from his human stock for Aaron to practice on, securing him to a St. Andrew's cross.
"Feeding can be an exquisite experience," explained Mikhail as he outlined the best places to feed from, starting with the delicate veins in the model's feet, inner thighs, wrists, and neck. "Each location offers a unique taste and sensation."
Mikhail leans in close to Aaron, his voice low and full of dark excitement as he explains how he found this man in Prague one night and has been indulging in his pleasures for two weeks. The model shivers under his touch as Mikhail runs a hand down his chest, a wicked smile playing across his lips. "But tonight, my child," Mikhail purrs, "you have the honor of being my child's first kill." The air is heavy with anticipation and the scent of blood, sending a chill down Aaron's spine. As he looks into Mikhail's eyes, he can feel the electricity between them crackling like lightning, igniting a primal desire within him. He knows there will be no turning back from this moment on.
Dimitri, a 25-year-old Ukrainian male model, thrashed and strained against the unforgiving restraints. Fear filled his wide eyes as he listened to the unnatural voices discussing his fate. Aaron's piercing gaze swept over every inch of Dimitri's physique with clinical precision, taking in every detail from the scar above his left eye to the slight dimple on his right cheek. He couldn't help but wonder about the life Dimitri had led before becoming nothing more than a pawn in the vampires' twisted game.
"Once you have drained him, you may feast upon his flesh," instructed Mikhail, pointing out the arches of the model's feet, his lean arms, and neck. "A young man like this could satiate your hunger and fuel your powers for weeks to come." Aaron's eyes gleamed with predatory intent, eager to put his newfound skills to the test.
"Now let's see you take him down yourself," Mikhail said, releasing Dimitri from the cross and freeing the man in the large dungeon room. The air was thick with tension as Aaron stood poised to attack at a single command. He rushed at Dimitri as instructed, his movements swift and precise. However, Dimitri was no easy adversary and swung back with equal force, sending the vampire crashing to the ground.
Mikhail watched on with a sense of amusement at the intense display of strength between two powerful beings. As Dimitri made a run for the exit, he was suddenly blocked by Mikhail who stood tall and imposing. "My child shall not be deprived of his first kill," he declared with authority, pushing Dimitri back into the room where he fell to the floor.
With a hiss and a leap, Aaron pounced on Dimitri, sinking his fangs deep into the man's neck. Dimitri thrashed and screamed in agony as Aaron fed on his life source. The sound of bones cracking and blood gurgling filled the air as the gruesome scene unfolded before their eyes."
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Under the cloak of darkness, Mikhail and Aaron prowled the streets of New York City. Aaron, eager to prove himself a skilled hunter, shared his cravings with his mentor. "I want someone young, athletic, and full of vitality," he said, his eyes scanning the bustling nightlife.
"Very well, let's find you the perfect prey," replied Mikhail, his mohawk shimmering under the streetlights.
They wandered through the city, stalking potential victims before settling upon a young man leaving a gym. His name was Travis, a 22-year-old personal trainer with a chiseled physique that left both vampires salivating. They lured him back to Mikhail's penthouse, promising him an exclusive after-party with celebrities.
Once inside, Travis was blindfolded and dressed in a black silk robe. He was led to a long ottoman and laid out, offering his body to the insatiable vampires. Aaron took Travis's wrists while Mikhail turned his neck to the side, exposing the pulsating vein beneath the smooth skin. Their fangs elongated as they hovered over their vulnerable prey.
"Please," Travis whimpered, sensing the danger that awaited him, but his pleas only excited the vampires more.
"Your fear is intoxicating," whispered Mikhail, and with that, they sank their fangs into Travis's flesh, drinking deeply from his life essence. The young man struggled at first but soon succumbed to the euphoric sensations coursing through his body.
Aaron reveled in the taste of Travis's blood, its richness fueling his newfound power. He felt a surge of pride knowing he had successfully hunted and seduced such a desirable victim for himself and his master.
Now confident in his abilities, Aaron turned his sights on a much more ambitious target: Eric Marshall, a wealthy businessman known for his extravagant lifestyle and ruthless business tactics. With Mikhail's guidance, Aaron infiltrated one of Eric's exclusive parties and used his charm to draw the businessman into his web.
"Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Marshall," Aaron purred as he led Eric to a secluded room in Mikhail's lair. He tore open Eric's shirt, pushing him down onto a plush couch before spreading the man's legs and sucking on his throbbing cock. Eric moaned with pleasure, completely unaware of the danger lurking just out of sight.
As Eric spasmed with ecstasy, releasing his load into Aaron's eager mouth, Mikhail entered the room. Aaron rose and locked eyes with his master, sinking his fangs into Eric's inner thigh. The taste of the wealthy man's blood was exquisite, but it was nothing compared to the satisfaction of knowing he had lured such a powerful figure into their clutches.
Aaron released a paralyzing venom into Eric's bloodstream, rendering him helpless as Mikhail forced him to sign over his fortune. Once the deed was done, the vampires tore away what remained of his clothing, feasting upon his blood until not a drop remained. And when they were finished, they delighted in consuming his flesh, savoring each morsel as a testament to their victory.
"Tonight, we have feasted like kings," Mikhail declared, his eyes gleaming with predatory satisfaction. "And this is only the beginning."
Aaron shared his master's sinister grin, knowing that together, they would continue to hunt and feast upon the unsuspecting city, leaving a trail of drained and devoured victims in their wake.
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The night after their initial encounter, Aaron returned to the gay bar in downtown. He caught the eye of the gorgeous, wealthy broadcaster and business man, 44yo Brian Brenberg dressed in a sharp suit. Brian approached him with confidence, complimenting Aaron's resemblance to Aaron Carter. With a smirk, Aaron responded that he gets that comparison often. Brian then revealed his attraction to the real Aaron Carter and suggested they go back to his place to fulfill his fantasy.
Upon arriving at Brian's sprawling apartment in the Museum of Modern Art building, he confessed that it is where he comes to play with men despite identifying as straight. As they made their way to the living room, Aaron mind melded with Mikhail, inviting him to join them for a treat.
In the living room, things quickly escalated as Aaron pushed Brian onto the couch and began stripping him down. Mikhail watched from the balcony with delight as Aaron offered his erect cock to Brian, who eagerly got on his knees to suck it. The two men moaned and panted as they pleasured each other.
Without warning, Aaron seized control once more and slammed Brian onto the couch. He greedily sucked on Brian's throbbing member before mounting him like a wild stallion. His eyes locked with Mikhail's as his vampire fangs extended in lustful hunger. With a violent cry, Brian released inside of Aaron's clenching rear entrance. Spent and panting, Aaron collapsed next to him on the couch, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.
Brian reclined on the couch, his arms stretched out along the back as Aaron pushed his legs open and started to play with Brian's massive cock. He told Brian how beautiful it was, admiring the bulging blue veins underneath the white skin and commenting on how they must taste. Before Brian could respond to the strange remark, Aaron engulfed his erect shaft in his mouth, sending waves of pleasure through Brian's body. As Aaron worked his magic, his sharp fangs grazed Brian's sensitive skin, causing him to flinch but beg for more at the same time. Aaron's mouth filled with a heady cocktail of pre-cum and blood, which he greedily drank down. Switching to Brian's balls, he continued to work his tongue around them while pumping his hand up and down on the throbbing shaft. Brian couldn't contain himself any longer and came for a second time, this time Aaron eagerly swallowed every drop. As he fell back from the intensity of the experience, Aaron revealed that it was like nothing before. His fangs no longer erect, he leaned back up and hissed at Brian, "That was so good” Aaron moaned in delight before his voice turned dark and sinister “I can't even imagine what the rest of you tastes like when I devour you." Brian felt a shiver run down his spine at the mention andt the sight of fangs but before he could react, Aaron drove them into his inner thigh.
The pain was unbearable and Brian screamed as Aaron took a quick drink before standing up and telling him that his blood was exquisite. Unable to move or speak due to the venom coursing through his system,Brian looked up in terror as Mikhail entered the room and marveled at his helpless form on the couch. "You've done well tonight my boy," Mikhail praised Aaron as he took a seat next to Brian and began stroking his smooth chest while Aaron took a seat on the other side. All Brian could manage was a weak plea of "No" but Mikhail simply hushed him, reading his thoughts and revealing that he had a brother and young son. As Aaron worshipped his nipple, Mikhail explained to Brian that they would track down his brother and procure his son upon coming of age. "You see my friend," Mikhail continued, "Aaron should have brought you back to our lair where we could have feasted on you for days, weeks, even months or years. A man of your quality shouldn't be wasted on just one encounter." But unfortunately, due to Aaron's inexperience, they would have to kill Brian tonight. First, they would drink him dry and then feast on his flesh, holding and fondling his impressive member as they spoke of it as a delicacy for their kind.
"p p p pulease, not my son." Brian gasped as he regained control of his voice. Mikhail moaned and leaned down to lick at Brian's now erect member. He then pulled away, saying, "It seems the venom is wearing off and you are regaining use of your limbs. I love it when my prey struggles in my mouth as I tear their flesh apart." Brian begged for mercy, but Mikhail saw potential in him, a man of wealth and power. "Perhaps there is another way," he mused. "I'll make you a deal," Mikhail said in a seductive tone.
“You serve me and my coven, providing us with sustenance and pleasure. In return, I will spare your brother, son, wife, and daughter. However, on your son's 18th birthday, you must make the ultimate sacrifice and offer yourself up to take his place. This will buy you some time with your family before your inevitable death. Alternatively, I could wipe all of you out tonight and end it once and for all." Mikhail threatened while teasing Brian's nipple with his tongue. "I'll do it." "Good. Now let us begin your legacy journey. Aaron and I will feed first, then we will take you back to my tower where you will become familiar with our ways for a few days.”
Mikhail and Aaron stood by the window, gazing out at the evening sky while sipping from jeweled golden goblets filled with Brian's blood. "My child, you have served our coven well in the past few nights. You have provided us with wealth and stock, and secured a new legacy pact for us to enjoy," Mikhail praised the young Carter. "In a few nights' time, we will hold our harvest feast and debate the terms for the 'Great Awakening.' We must drink heavily and impress our fellow vampire lords so that our plan for coexisting with humanity prevails. And let us not forget, we will also play host to an ancient vampire who is so old he is unable take on a human form. He is one of the remaining strigoi elders, and his decision will ultimately determine our fate. He prefers his meat young and skinny before he destroys them. I need you and the others to go out and find more human males for the feast; they must be of top quality to please this special guest." With those words, Aaron raised his glass to his lips and downed the last drops of crimson liquid before venturing out into the night to complete their task.
