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Chapter 14 by Syloren Syloren

Indulge your bloodlust?

Obviously

Your teeth lengthen. As you reach towards him instinct takes over, as if you'd done what comes next thousands of times before. You bury your teeth into his neck and suck the precious liquid that rushes forth, the taste of a mere drop is somehow the greatest experience of your life. You drink deeply, letting out a slight moan over just how euphoric the experience is. Then suddenly Allegra pulls you away.

"Easy now, we don't want to leave a pile of bodies around here." She warns as your senses return to you. The feeling you have is strange, it's as if you had never eaten before and only realized how hungry you were after you took your first bite of food. You realize just how out of sorts you were before, and how wonderful you feel now. You look to the man, his neck is slightly bloody but he otherwise seems fine if dazed.

"Why didn't he do anything?" You question, if he wasn't occasionally breathing you would think him dead.

"Well I don't know if you remember how much you squealed earlier, but our bit is rather pleasurable it turns out. Almost mind meltingly so." She turns her gaze to your victim. "Of course I had him hypnotized the whole time, that probably helped too.". You hear the door open and the two of you nearly jump out of your skin, only to see Jenny in a different and somehow sluttier outfit walk through.

"Guess who got the job!" She says playfully, waggling her eyebrows. "And I see you're already teaching Morgan, I'm so proud of you both!". She wipes away a fake tear with a smile as she sits down next to you.

"So how exactly is giving people lapdances helping us again?" You ask, as better as you feel you're still not sure where her plan goes from here.

"Well it takes awhile to sign over property you know? In the meantime it gives us access to food and I've already convinced the higher ups not to be concerned about a couple of alabaster goddesses loitering around." She adds a slight flourish to 'goddesses', her flair for the dramatic is certainly intact you note to yourself. "We should probably go fetch the poor things we left at my apartment though."

Who's going?

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