Vampire Lover

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In the depths of a misty, dense forest, a love story between a human and a demon, destined to transcend life and death, quietly unfolds…

Chapter 1
“Damn it… I can’t see anything.” Joe muttered to himself.
He wiped the large beads of sweat from his forehead with his rolled-up sleeves and casually brushed aside the light brown bangs sticking to his forehead. How long had he been wandering here? Surrounded by thick fog, he couldn’t see the road at all.
“!”
Hearing the rustling of leaves behind him, Joe quickly turned around and saw that it was just a bird making a sharp cry and flying into the sky. Joe couldn’t help but sigh in disappointment.
“Looks like there’s no hope today either. I even sneaked out of the castle.”
He bent down and sat on a tree trunk that had been cut in half, and took a deep breath. The scene of his first encounter with that strange boy a month ago couldn’t help but flash through his mind.
That happened shortly after he graduated from university in Paris and returned to Aubert. That day, despite the servants' objections, Joe decided to go deer hunting in the woods. However, so engrossed in chasing the deer, he unknowingly lost his way deep into the fog-shrouded forest.
The fog, as if refusing to let a stranger in, grew thicker and thicker, almost completely obscuring Joe's vision. The damp air and the faint roars of wild beasts sent chills down Joe's spine, despite his usually courageous nature.
Moreover, this forest had an incredible legend: "Anyone who ventures deep into the forest will never come out alive. They will be drained of their blood by the vampires living there."
It was unclear when this superstition had begun, but it had spread like wildfire through the nearby villages.
Unless there was an unavoidable reason, the villagers would never set foot in the forest.
Joe had always scoffed at this legend.
However, the thick fog and the surrounding environment made Joe involuntarily think of it. Joe gripped his gun tightly, observing his surroundings, wandering through the forest in search of an exit.
Just then, a figure seemed to move near a pool surrounded by broken wood and fallen leaves. Joe gripped his gun tightly and stealthily slipped into the shadows of the bushes.
"..."
Joe almost cried out in surprise. It was a young girl—at least that was his first impression.
The girl lay sprawled on the grass, her long, black hair flowing freely. Her hand was inside her white nightgown, which had been slipped down to her shoulders and was caressing her breasts. Her other hand was placed between her wide-spread legs.
As her fingers moved, an unusual expression appeared on her face, and her fair skin gradually flushed red. Her long eyelashes trembled, and her slightly parted red lips emitted melodious moans.
Joe knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't look away. It wasn't lustful thoughts, but rather he was dazzled by the sight before him; she was breathtakingly beautiful.
The girl gracefully rose, removed her clothes, and lay prone on the grass. Her fingers began to caress the narrow opening between her breasts. Surprisingly, the figure that looked like a girl was actually a handsome young man with masculine features, red lips, and white teeth.
Completely unaware of Joe's peeping, he tilted his chin high, enjoying the sweet pleasure. He twisted his slender waist, his breath sweet as orchids, continuously emitting intoxicating moans.
His beauty was a blend of sensuality and innocent purity; this young man was unlike anything Joe had ever seen. Like an angel, yet also like a demon. Perhaps it was just a dream, something that would vanish in the blink of an eye.
"If it's a dream, let me never wake up,"
Joe prayed silently, when suddenly the bushes behind him rustled. The young man sat up quickly at the sound, looking in surprise in Joe's direction. When Joe appeared, the young man's azure eyes widened, his bright red lips trembling with shame. Joe had barely taken a step when the young man grabbed his white pajamas from the ground and fled into another clump of bushes.
"Ah...wait a minute!"
Joe was about to chase after him when he was stopped.
"Young Master Joe! So you're here."
Emerging from the bushes were the servants who had gotten separated from Joe. Because of this, Joe could no longer pursue the boy's fleeting shadow. Although Joe didn't know who the boy was, he always felt that as long as he came to this forest, he would definitely see him again.
After that, Joe's footprints could often be found in the forest. Of course, he didn't see him every time he came, but strolling in the forest had become a kind of pleasure for Joe.
Suddenly, leaves fell on his head. Joe looked up and saw a boy perched on a thick branch, looking down at him.
The boy was wearing a long white nightgown, his long, jet-black hair swaying as he smiled innocently. His beautiful, girlish face and the azure eyes surrounded by long eyelashes were full of mystery.
The owner of this rare beauty was the boy Joe had been searching for and waiting for.
The wind lifted the hem of his nightgown, revealing his ivory-colored, slender legs. The captivating beauty held Joe's gaze captive. Seeing Joe's bewildered expression, the boy couldn't help but smile.
"Come down!"
Joe tried to speak to the boy. After a moment, accompanied by the rustling of leaves, the boy gracefully leaped down. Maintaining a suitable distance, the boy turned to gaze at Joe. A brief silence flowed between them.
"My name is Joe. Obel… just call me Joe. I am the lord of Dorno, the city across from this forest, the second son of Earl Obel. If you live around here, you've probably heard of him, haven't you? That lord has a dissolute, idle, good-for-nothing son."
Joe told the boy some of his background. However, the boy remained silent, simply gazing at Joe with his large eyes.
The shadows of the trees swayed, and mist drifted in the air with the wind. The boy's long pajamas and long, dark hair fluttered in the wind, and in the silence and stillness, the mist seemed to thicken even more.
"At least tell me your name, okay? Don't leave me to do this all by myself!"
Hearing Joe say this, the boy put his hand to his mouth and smiled shyly before speaking for the first time.
"If you want to know, come and catch me! I'll tell you once I catch you!"
The boy's voice was clear and bright with a touch of coquettishness, giving Joe a sense of amazement.
"After I catch you, will you really tell me?"
"If you can catch me!" The boy squinted his eyes happily and giggled.
"No problem! I'll definitely catch you!"
Joe played along with the boy's game.
Yes, this was love. Holding onto a faint, ethereal, and dreamlike affection, this was a different kind of feeling Joe had never had towards any beautiful woman before. Although it was a little awkward that the object was someone of the same sex, Joe didn't care at all.
"Hehe. Here I am, Joe! I'm here."
The boy giggled as if teasing Joe, running lightly through the woods. Sometimes he would hide in the shadows, and when Joe got close, he would deliberately run in the opposite direction. Sometimes the path would dart left and right, leading Joe deeper into the dense forest. Joe could only desperately leap over fallen trees and jostle through overgrown weeds to keep up with the boy.
The boy moved through the forest like a tireless child; this dense forest felt like his own backyard to him.
"Ah!"
The boy tripped and fell, and Joe caught up in the process.
"What happened? Did you twist your ankle? Let me see."
Joe bent down to examine the boy's injury, but just as he was about to touch the boy's hand covering the injury, the boy nimbly leaped away from Joe.
"Stop playing around. I'm really worried about your injury!"
Joe sighed, as if he couldn't do anything about it, and stood up with a wry smile.
"You...you're so nice." The boy smiled, lifting his bangs, "But you haven't caught me yet."
With that, the boy ran off again.
"Hahaha...hehehe..."
In the milky white mist, only the boy's loud laughter and Joe's footsteps chasing behind him could be heard, the two engrossed in their simple game of chase. Finally, the boy disappeared from Joe's sight as if melting into the mist.
In the dead silence, Joe was left alone.
"He got away again."
Joe scratched his head helplessly; this wasn't the first time. The boy would always lure Joe into chasing him, then disappear without a trace. Each chase fueled Joe's burning desire to see the boy again.
Suddenly, Joe noticed something stuck in a short sword on a tree trunk beside him. Approaching, he saw it was a pure white handkerchief with delicate French lace trim, and the hilt of the short sword was adorned with gemstones and engraved with heraldic patterns—a remarkably antique piece.
"Aurevoir (How are you...)"
Joe pulled out the short sword, clutching the handkerchief, a bitter smile playing on his lips... Even the handkerchief bore a prank-like message.
And, embroidered in one corner were the three letters "kem."
"So his name is Kai..."
The wind rustled, the mist slowly dissipating through the trees, and a shiver ran through Joe's skin. The temperature had suddenly dropped; a chill seeped from his sweat-soaked clothes. Joe was so engrossed in his chase with Kay that he didn't notice the sky was already darkening.
Joe decided to call it a day. Even if he ventured deeper into the forest, he probably wouldn't find Kay again.
"I hope to see you again next time, Kay..."
Joe put the short sword and handkerchief Kay had left behind into his pocket and returned to where he had tethered his horse.
"The storm is coming soon, Joe. You'll get lost if you don't hurry back. The night in the Misty Forest is endless darkness; if you carelessly wander in, you'll never come out alive... That's the legend of the forest..."
Kay murmured softly. He hid in the shadows of a nearby tree, watching Joe. A deafening rumble of thunder came from afar, and a light drizzle seeped into the mist carried by the wind. Kay had already sensed the approaching storm.
"What a pleasant day, Joe." Leaving a soft sigh, Kay quickly disappeared into the depths of the fog-shrouded forest.
**********
...

Although not a vast castle, the surrounding forests and mountains made it seem much larger. As
soon as Kai returned to the castle, he locked himself in his room, sitting in a rocking chair by the window, clutching his black cat. His long hair swayed in rhythm with the rocking, while a wolfhound slept quietly beside the window.
Outside, darkness enveloped the room; even the high moon sensed the approaching storm and hid among the clouds. A warning wind rattled incessantly against the glass window beside the balcony, occasionally catching Kai's attention.
A music box on the table played a beautiful melody, but Kai seemed oblivious, lost in thought.
Suddenly, a flash of light streaked across the sky, casting Kai's figure and the window's reflection on the ground. A few seconds later, a loud crackling sound erupted, and the wolfhound whimpered in fright.
"Bebo, Aurajo,"
Kai called out, comforting the dog. Aurajo stood up and leaned against its master.
Joe should have already left the forest, right? It seemed the storm would be strongest from midnight tonight until tomorrow morning.
Kay stroked the black cat's back, gazing lazily out the window.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. The cat on Kay's lap raised its head.
"Who is it? The door is ajar," Kay said in a emotionless voice.
"It's Jacob. The Duke has arrived; please prepare." A familiar voice replied.
"Excuse my rudeness,"
a gentleman entered with several servants, bowing respectfully to Kay. Jacob. Bois, had served as the castle's steward since Kay's father's generation.
"What's wrong? There's not a shred of light in this room..."
Jacob began to light the ornate candlesticks beside him. The servants who had accompanied him began preparing the tableware.
During this time, Jacob tried to chat with his beautiful master from time to time, but Kay remained silent.
Illuminated by countless candles, Kay's room was as bright as day. This room, filled with French Rococo style, was decorated with deep red roses everywhere. In the flickering candlelight, Kay's strange beauty was even more apparent.
After the arrangements were completed, the servants bowed respectfully and left the room. All the servants in this castle, from the cooks to the horses, were from the Jacob family. Long ago, when royalty ruled this land, the Jacob family had sworn an eternal oath of loyalty to the Marquis of Lamberts. This relationship remained unchanged to this day.
"Young Master Kai."
Once the door was completely closed, Jacob, who had just had a kind expression, suddenly turned grim. Kai seemed to know what he was about to say and lowered his head as if avoiding his gaze.
"You went out of town again, didn't you?"
Jacob's tone was clearly reproachful, for he noticed the mud and fallen leaves clinging to the hem of Kai's pajamas and couldn't help but sigh.
"Didn't I tell you time and again not to sneak out without my knowledge?"
A deafening roar of thunder was followed by a torrential downpour. Lightning illuminated the entire forest in the night sky.
"...I can't stand being cooped up in the house all the time."
"Even so, you didn't need to go looking for that person, did you? Besides, you should know how dangerous it is to leave the castle." Jacob scolded Kai while tidying up the roses on the table.
"I...I wasn't looking for Joe, I just bumped into him by chance."
Kai said expressionlessly, stroking the back of the black velvet cat. "I just played with him when I saw him, that's all."
After saying that, Kai put the cat down and stood up.
"Ah..." A wave of dizziness hit him, and Kai almost collapsed.
"Young Master!" Jacob rushed over and held Kai down.
"I'm fine!... It's an old problem... It'll be better after drinking that."
Kai covered his face with one hand, trying to push away Jacob's embrace with the other.
"Please don't push yourself too hard. Isn't this your weakest period?"
Jacob helped Kai to a recliner, poured him a glass of bright red liquid, and Kai drank it down in one gulp.
It was freshly squeezed rabbit blood, still slightly warm.
"Feeling a little better? Would you like another glass?"
Seeing Kai's brow relax slightly, Jacob urged him to drink more, but Kai simply shook his head.
"The unpleasant taste of rabbit blood will only make me feel worse."
"Please don't say that. Just bear with it for a moment; a better feast awaits you tonight."
Jacob smiled, took the glass, and rang the bell to call the servants back in, instructing them to remove the blood glass and prepare Kai's bathing utensils. Kai lay wearily on the chair, fiddling with his bangs, saying nothing.
"How far have things progressed between you and him? Could it be about this castle…?"
"Don't worry, I didn't tell him that much."
"That's good." Jacob's tone still seemed to carry a hint of dissatisfaction.
"There should be a limit to being playful; going too far can be dangerous."
"Playful? I'm serious."
Facing the uneasy butler, Kai spoke her mind without a care.
"You're at it again…"
A bolt of lightning struck a large tree near the castle, the sound of the trunk breaking echoing as the windows rattled.
"Let's leave that topic at that. Please prepare quickly; the Duke is waiting for you in the hall." Jacob looked at the dejected Kai, trying to change the subject.
"Tonight is the sixteenth night,"
Kai muttered to herself, reclining on the armchair. "The night that makes me lose my mind is coming again."
Every sixteenth night was the time when Kai's exquisitely beautiful body was violated by men. After learning by chance that Kai was a descendant of the legendary vampire clan, the Duke offered to provide people as food in exchange for Kai's beautiful body being completely at his disposal.
Having lost the protection of her parents, and in order to ensure the survival of the Marquis of Lambells' family and all the servants working for the castle, Kai agreed to the contract with the Duke.
"The Duke loves you deeply."
"I don't love that person, I love..."
Kai trailed off. Telling him was pointless anyway; he would only look at her with a confused expression.
"How many guests are there this time?"
Kai lowered her eyes, turning away from the cushion. The black cat meowed, then jumped onto the recliner, playing with Kai's long, black hair.
"What are your thoughts on me being slept with by Alfredo?"
Kai asked deliberately, knowing he couldn't answer.
"...I think it was something that couldn't be helped."
Sure enough, after a pause, the answer was the same old thing. "You really think so?" "Do you know how that man will treat me tonight? He'll play with my body and then rape me. Force me to accept his thick, hard body."
Kay continued mockingly, looking at Jacob's confused expression.
"Spread my legs..." Kay lifted the hem of his nightgown, revealing his pale legs.
"He tortures me in painful positions, and you can remain unmoved."
Feeling his gaze, Kay smiled and deliberately spread his legs wider. Jacob could clearly see Kay's private parts.
"..."
Jacob awkwardly looked away. Kay closed his legs, a self-deprecating smile appearing on his face. He knew this submissive butler deeply loved him, but precisely because of that, Kay wanted to see him helpless, only able to say "I can't."
"Tonight, your... sharpness is hard for me to resist."
Seeing Jacob surrendering and fawning over him, Kay finally smiled and stopped pressuring him.
"Excuse my rudeness."
The servants announced that bath preparations were complete. Kai stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the door. The casual flick of his hair carried an undeniable allure, and the scent of roses emanating from him tantalized Jacob's senses.
"Jacob, I'm serious. I love Joe."
Kai half-closed the door, turning back to throw these words at Jacob.
"Young Master!" Jacob's face instantly turned pale.
"I know, you don't need to say anything more."
Watching Kai's departing figure, Jacob stood there, alone , swallowing the lingering sorrow.
********** ... Clad in a silk nightgown and adorned with a long chain of pearls, she awaited the arrival of men. Kai's spirits plummeted. A jeweled dagger lay casually beside the bed; Kai grabbed it and hid it under her large feather pillow. This was not her will, and she was not the Duke's possession. It was a contract, a condition of her exchange with the Duke, so she could only endure. A cruel twist of fate, a curse she could never escape; to survive, she had no choice but to submit to the Duke's manipulation. Kai told herself this. She got out of bed, picked a rose from the window, poured herself a glass of homemade rose wine, and began to pluck petals one by one. She swirled the glass, the petals dancing in the breeze. Even so, a longing sustained her, allowing her to endure. A joy that transcended the pain of being violated by men made her willing. Tonight, there was only one guest, a sorrowful victim. Let us drink to this victim. For the man who was about to perish in the illusion of the Sixteenth Night. Kai took a sip of fine wine, the sweet and sour aroma wafting through his nose. "Young Master Kai, the Duke has arrived." Hearing the voice from outside the door, Kai slowly turned around. What came into view was a noble gentleman with a well-trimmed beard and a man completely out of place in the atmosphere of the room. The gentleman's name was Alfredo Boiardi, the Duke who owned a castle. "Long time no see, Kai. You've become more and more handsome." The Duke dismissed Jacob and locked the door. Kai silently looked the stranger over from head to toe, then downed the remaining wine in his glass in one gulp. "Well? Are you satisfied with the man tonight?" The Duke smiled and took the glass from Kai's hand. "To me, no one makes any difference." The Duke silenced Kai's forced smile with a kiss, his strong shoulders encircling his slender waist. Under the Duke's invitation to brush past his pearly teeth, Kai could only close his eyes and offer his own tongue.

It was a long and agonizing kiss, overflowing with saliva that clung to Kai's chin and neck. The Duke's hands left Kai's waist, unbuttoning his nightgown to reveal his fair shoulders and the long pearl necklace wrapped around his body.
The Duke's lips slowly slid down Kai's neck, leaving red marks along the way. The hollow of his collarbone and his chest were covered with the Duke's lustful tongue. Kai kept his eyes closed, letting the Duke do as he pleased, his whole body relaxing.
The Duke bit off the string of pearls, scattering the smooth beads on the floor.
"Ah..."
Kai suddenly let out a soft cry as the Duke lowered his head and sucked on the two bright red nipples on his chest. Kai's slender body took a step back, and his thin coat slipped down. In the candlelight, Kai's well-proportioned and beautiful naked body was revealed, and one could faintly hear someone swallowing hard.
"What? Already feeling it? The real show is just beginning."
A shiver ran through Kai, who tried to escape, but the Duke forcefully pulled him back, whispering beside him. Kai turned his head impatiently, biting his lower lip. The Duke gently blew on him, watching him. "Ah..." Kai shrank back as if tickled, and the Duke chuckled lewdly.
"Turn around."
Kai didn't resist the Duke's command, and the Duke deftly tied Kai's hands behind his back.
"Ah!"
Then he pushed Kai down onto the edge of the bed. Kai turned around, looking at the Duke and the man standing behind him in confusion.
"Kai, let this man see what you're so proud of."
The Duke grasped Kai's ankles and spread his legs apart, revealing his narrow entrance in the candlelight. He gently stroked his white, porcelain-like skin, the smooth, soft flesh tingling with goosebumps from the external stimulation.
"How is it? A rather perfect body, isn't it?" the Duke said lewdly to the man.
"Such a handsome young man is a rare sight indeed." The man returned a lewd smirk, his breath coming in coarse gasps.
"Looks like tonight's going to be enjoyable."
Feeling the man's blatant gaze fixed on his trembling body, Kai's cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment.
"Can he really be completely at my mercy?"
After stroking Kai's thigh, the man asked the Duke incredulously.
"Of course. But be careful not to hurt him, because Kai is my most beloved plaything."
The Duke left the bedside and poured himself a glass of rose wine.
"Kai agreed, didn't he?"
With his hands bound and legs spread, Kai could only nod slightly.
"Then I won't be polite."
The man excitedly climbed onto the bed and stripped off all his clothes. His groin, aroused from witnessing the beautiful young man kissing the Duke, stood erect. The man eagerly pounced on Kai.
"Such delicate skin, it's almost sucking my fingers in."
The man's rough palms caressed Kai's slender, white thighs, kissing, playing with, and licking them. Kai tried to pull his legs back, but the man only spread them wider by reaching under his knees.
"Mmm..."
Kai couldn't help but groan as his slender body was unnaturally bent. The man licked his lips lustfully, then lowered his head to kiss the tip of Kai's already aroused penis.
"Mmm... mmm!!"
Kai slowly shook his head, feeling the desire gradually boiling over, and began to move his hips. The man took Kai's penis deep into his throat, making lewd sounds, and began to lick it. A hot current surged through Kai's lower abdomen, the intense stimulation causing Kai's toes to twitch and writhe incessantly.
In the candlelight, Kai's body, writhing in pleasure, was breathtakingly beautiful. His rapid breathing turned into annoying moans to win the man's favor. When the man saw Kai's trembling bud, throbbing with excessive pleasure, before him, he couldn't help but lewdly smile.
"If only this were Joe's caresses..." This thought suddenly flashed through Kai's mind as she received the man's caresses.
However, she knew it was an impossible wish, at least she could find satisfaction in fantasy. But what would she do when she woke up to find herself in another man's arms?
"Ah...ha...ha...ha..."
Kai's breathing grew increasingly rapid, her aroused penis swelling rapidly, clear fluid overflowing from its tip, waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Kai surrendered herself completely to the boiling lust, deciding to think of nothing more. Thinking would only increase her sorrow.
The Duke pulled up a chair and sat at the table, coldly observing their actions. He occasionally brought a glass of specially made rose wine to his lips, gazing at Kai, who was moaning in the man's hands.
"No...no...!!"
Kai's protest echoed weakly in the air as she twisted her waist, pleading with him. However, the man deliberately changed the subject, instead inserting his index finger into Kai's narrow, adorable bud.
"Ugh...ah!!"
The sensation of the large man's finger made Kai let out a soft moan, her whole body stiffening from the intrusion. The man roughly inserted his finger without any lubrication, twisting it to confirm the feeling of the inner walls contracting.
"Narrower than I imagined."
The man's finger slowly invaded Kai's secret place to relieve muscle tension. With just a slight bend in his knuckles, he roughly rotated it inside, and Kai's soft inner walls quickly wrapped around it like vines, gripping it tightly.
"Feels good, seems even more comfortable than with a woman." The man praised with pleasure.
"Ugh...ugh..."
The deeper the finger penetrated, the more Kai's voice turned into moans. After the man had his entire finger inside, he began to writhe restlessly, opening his mouth to take Kai's penis in, enjoying his reaction.
"Ah...ha...huff..."
With both sensitive areas being played with simultaneously, Kai's body was completely dominated by desire. The intense lust made it impossible for him to breathe freely; he could only sob. Kai wildly tossed his black hair, panting repeatedly.
"Ahhh...!"
Kai's groans echoed through the castle.
"..."
Jacob, waiting in the next room, could only bite his lip, unable to do anything. Even knowing the torment his beloved mistress was enduring, he couldn't voice his opinion. Even if he heard Kai's screams or cries for help, he couldn't open the door.
He could only wait quietly for the bell to ring.
"Ahhh...!! Hmm...uh..."
Kai buried half his face in the sheets, sobbing. The thick, hard thing continued to enter and exit his secret place; the excessive pain made Kai unable to breathe, his body stiff, large tears streaming from his helpless eyes.
However, the man, showing no mercy, continued to thrust his hips, yearning for deeper penetration.
The long hair cascading down Kai's back slid down to his shoulders from the vibrations, revealing his flawless, unblemished back. The man moved violently back and forth, exclaiming in admiration,
"So good… so hot. My treasure feels like it's being severed… almost melting inside."
The man uttered lewd words, but didn't stop. With each thrust, Kai's elastic inner walls gripped the man even tighter. Enduring the physical torment, Kai's half-open mouth emitted brief, intermittent moans.
Five years have passed since he first made love to a man at the age of thirteen under the Duke's tutelage.
Although his body had been trampled by countless men, he should have long since grown accustomed to it, but Kai's budding flower could never forget that initial pain. Yet, his young body had long since learned to enjoy the pleasure that followed the pain.
Knowing how to find sweetness in suffering, Kai's body had long since triumphed over reason, indulging in unrestrained pleasure under the embrace of men, thus pleasing his embracers.
It was the Duke who turned Kai into a sex toy, teaching the demonic boy's body to be a plaything for men's lust.
He coldly gazed at Kai, who was sinking in the sea of desire, and downed the remaining wine in his glass in one gulp. Admiring this beautiful woman before him, paired with fine wine, was truly a supreme enjoyment.
"Ah...ah...please...please...have mercy on me...!"
Unable to extricate himself from the vortex of sensuality, Kai subconsciously began to beg for mercy.
Kay sobbed, tilting her chin back, her slender body arching backward like a bow. Her long, thick eyelashes trembled sadly across her tightly closed eyes.
"Alfre, spare me! Please!" Kay finally couldn't hold back any longer and began to plead with the Duke.
The Duke smiled faintly, gesturing with his eyes for the man to untie her. Though the man was dissatisfied, he couldn't resist the Duke and had no choice but to stop his thrusting. The
man untied the ribbons binding Kay's hands, pulling her free elbows forward to support her body, arranging her in a prone position. Although her hands were free, the man's penis was still inside her, so Kay remained unable to escape the man's grasp. Kay gripped the sheets tightly, trying to suppress the sweet sensation flowing between pain and pleasure. Her brows furrowed, her waist swaying.
"Ahhh…!" With Kay's soft moan, her penis ejaculated a large amount of white nectar. The bright red rose petals were also drenched in the nectar, appearing vibrant and luscious. "Ahhh
…!!"
The rough rhythm began again. The man's sturdy, wooden penis rubbed against Kai's inner walls.
The indescribable stimulation brought Kai to tears of pleasure.
Even after ejaculating once, the man remained inside Kai, refusing to leave. Then, as the penis grew stronger again, he continued his vigorous thrusts. Faced with the man's insatiable, beast-like lust, Kai could only be a helpless lamb at his mercy.
"Aaaah!" Kai cried out in pain, blood trickling down his thigh. At the same time, a violent spasm ran through his slender body, and his elbow, supporting him, buckled.
"That's enough. You've had your fun, haven't you?"
Seeing Kai ejaculate for the third time, the Duke stopped the man. Once the man was gone, Kai collapsed weakly onto the bed, burying his face in his hair and breathing heavily. His handsome face was wet with tears, and he struggled to suppress the sobs that threatened to escape, waiting for the physical pain to subside.
The Duke poured a glass of rose wine for the man, then sat down beside Kai, picked him up, and gently stroked his disheveled hair.
"...Quickly, take that man...I already..."
Enduring the pain, Kai wrapped his arms around the Duke's head, licking his neck eagerly. The Duke smiled knowingly.
"Want it that much?"
The Duke pulled Kai onto his lap, gently kissing him, and Kai relaxed, closing his eyes.
"How is it? A very perfect body, isn't it? It should be enough to satisfy you."
Gently stroking Kai's head like a doting cat, the Duke got out of bed and boasted to the man. The man also drank the rose wine contentedly, tilting his head back to finish it, and smiled at the Duke with satisfaction: "I haven't had this much fun in a long time. If I could embrace him anytime, anywhere, whenever I wanted, it would truly feel like living in paradise."
"Paradise..."
The Duke's gaze darted back and forth between Kai and the man, a strange smile playing on his lips.
"Yes, it's heaven. From now on, you will live in heaven, and forever... Kay, this man can satisfy you too, right?"
The Duke laughed loudly, and Kay leaned weakly against his chest, revealing a bewitching smile with a profound meaning.
"From now on, you will live in this castle. It has everything, so don't be shy."
The Duke said, kissing Kay's forehead. The man was overjoyed at this unexpected favor. Kay chuckled softly, whispering to the Duke—"...You used a very interesting verb."
Crack! Suddenly, a glass shattered on the ground, and just a few seconds later, the man collapsed to the ground.
"Kay, come on."
Urged by the Duke, Kay eagerly pulled out the short sword she had hidden under her pillow and got out of bed. A joyful smile appeared on her beautiful face. Turning the man's body around, Kay swung the sword without hesitation, aiming for the man's heart. Blood splattered instantly.
Kai lay prostrate on the man's chest, licking away the overflowing blood with his bright red tongue.
The metallic taste of blood made Kai's expression dazed.
The man's hand trembled convulsively a few times before going still. Kai revealed a bewitching, seductive smile.
A descendant of the legendary vampire clan. He was the demonic child who secretly clung to life in the misty forest.
With unparalleled beauty and slender, elegant limbs, no one could resist the allure of this demonic youth.
Sucking on the blood of the living, living a life of secrecy, this tragic clan, fond of blood and roses, eked out a living under a curse from which they could never escape.
Those who came to this city believing the Duke's words, after enjoying unparalleled pleasure with Kai, would inevitably suffer the fate of being poisoned and then having their blood drunk. Dozens had already fallen victim.
The sixteenth night, a night of lust and bloodshed.
Like a kitten licking milk, Kai savored the man's blood, licking his wounds with his tongue and drinking the warm blood with his lips. His entire body was covered in blood, and the demonic youth was in a daze, as if in a beautiful dream.
"How is it? Delicious, isn't it?"
Kai turned his head and licked his lips, responding to the Duke's question with a smile.
The scent of roses mingled with the taste of blood, creating an even richer fragrance. Kai's long, black hair and fair body, adorned with blood, became even more alluring. His body, weakened by the man's torment, regained its vitality.
Meanwhile, the roses adorning the room, their already deep red petals appearing even more vibrant and luscious. Even more astonishingly, the buds began to bloom one after another, transforming the room into a sea of roses.
Kai's small canines tore through the man's flesh, licking the newly flowing blood.
"Ah..." Kai savored the wine-like surge of blood, a blissful, dazed expression on his face.
"Kai."
The Duke moved behind Kai, who lay prostrate beside the man's corpse, pressing down on his slender waist and parting his mounds, gazing intently at Kai's hidden parts. Incredibly, the part torn by the man had completely healed.
The soft, defenseless bud contracted and writhed intermittently, as if teasing the Duke. The pitiful, tender red walls were faintly visible.
"Good boy, savor your delicacy slowly. I'm going to enjoy your body now."
The Duke lowered his head and gently kissed the secret place, a shiver running down Kai's back. After the Duke used his tongue to thoroughly lubricate the secret place with saliva, he pushed his already hot and erect member inside.
After the thunder of the approaching storm, the crescent moon hid behind the clouds, and the violent wind and rain continued to pound against the glass windows of the barrier room.
After the Duke had fully entered, Kai lifted her head from the man's corpse, writhing her hips in agony.
"Ah..." Kai's moans, filled with pleasure, echoed throughout the castle.
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As dawn approached, the storm that had raged all night gradually subsided.
The summons bell rang.
"It is Jacob."
Jacob waited at the door for a reply before entering. A pungent smell of blood filled the air.
The Duke sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Kai's long hair. Kai remained deep in sleep. Each time this ritualistic act ended, Kai would drift off to sleep with a satisfied feeling after the bloodshed.
"Clean this place up. Then prepare breakfast; Kai will wake up soon," the Duke commanded without even glancing at Jacob.
"Yes, sir."
Jacob rang the bell three times, and three servants immediately entered and began cleaning the man's corpse from the floor.
"How is Young Master Kai?"
Jacob asked his master anxiously. Looking at Kai's rosy cheeks and innocent sleeping face, Jacob breathed a sigh of relief.
"He's sleeping soundly as usual; it seems he's satisfied." The Duke gently lifted Kai's chin.
"Hmm..." Kai groaned softly twice and woke up.
"Is it dawn?"
He slowly sat up, picked up the silk robe beside him, and draped it over his shoulders. Enduring the pain in his lower body, he used his hands and feet to get out of bed. The robe's hem revealed glimpses of his fair, smooth legs. A slightly warm liquid slid down his thighs—the Duke's lingering desire within Kai.
"It's really uncomfortable. Jacob, prepare a bath for me." Saying this, Kai untied the robe he had just put on.
The Duke, who had been quietly watching, suddenly grabbed Kai's shoulders and pushed him down onto the bed.
"Ah!" Kai cried out in surprise. The Duke lifted the hem of his robe, took a candlestick, and exposed Kai's lower body to the candlelight. Then he spread Kai's legs apart. The white fluid overflowing from Kai's private parts flowed into the valley between her breasts, making her soft, wet skin look exceptionally alluring.
"Uncomfortable? Then let me make you feel better."
"Mmm..."
As soon as the words left her lips, a soft, warm touch enveloped Kai's moist bud. Kai was startled and tried to escape, twisting her waist and attempting to back away. Her rose-colored flower opened and closed in fear.
"Ah...no! They're all here..."
Having just been freed, still carrying the afterglow of desire, Kai's soft walls, under the Duke's lewd and skillful tongue techniques, made Kai involuntarily let out a delicate panting sound.
But thinking that she was being humiliated by the Duke in front of the servants, Kai disregarded her pleasure and cried out to stop the Duke.
Although her legs were held down by the Duke, Kai still struggled to move her legs and pulled on the Duke's hair to resist.
Kai couldn't bear to see himself being caressed and deriving pleasure from this state before the servants; it was an unbearable humiliation. Jacob gave the servants a look, signaling them to leave, and they tactfully left the room.
"Hahaha, what's wrong? Don't you want to see Kai at his most beautiful?"
Once the servants were gone, the Duke burst into laughter, speaking triumphantly to Jacob, who was biting his lower lip and turning his head away.
A look of confusion and embarrassment appeared on Jacob's face.
"Never mind, go prepare a bath. After breakfast, get my carriage ready; I need to get back to the city before noon."
Kai, pulled up by the Duke, blushed and hurriedly put his robe back on. Just
then, there was a knock at the door; it was the servant in charge of breakfast, inviting them to eat.
"Go take a bath first," Kai nodded.
"Please follow me."
Kai and the Duke walked out of the room towards their respective destinations.
In the empty room, vibrant red roses bloomed. Through the wide-open glass windows, the garden was also filled with blooming roses, their sweet and alluring fragrance filling the air.
Then, at the foot of the towering city wall, a new sapling was planted. Buried beneath this sapling was the man who had been killed the previous night. Along the rose-covered wall, beneath the roses, lay the pitiful men who had become Kai's blood sacrifices. This is what the Duke meant by "living in this castle."
The male servants squeezed out men's blood and sprinkled it on the rose bushes, so that soon they would bloom brilliantly. Other blooming roses would also release a richer fragrance from the spilled blood.
Just as Kay became more beautiful and vibrant after drinking fresh blood, the rose bushes also became more beautiful and noble after absorbing men's essence.
The morning mist drifted slowly from the forest on the wind; the night had passed, and the morning sun made the rose-filled garden even brighter. Insects chirped and birds sang, and the damp air slowly warmed.
Thus, the sixteenth night, filled with love, lust, and bloodshed, came to an end.
"Ah...ah..."
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A series of sounds, indistinguishable between sobs and moans, came from the bathroom.
Countless blood-red rose petals floated in the white marble bathtub.
Floating amidst the fragrance of roses, Kai rested her head on the edge of the bathtub, her chin tilted back in ecstasy, her slightly parted cherry lips releasing hot breaths. Her glossy black hair floated on the water's surface, sometimes seeming to come alive as it wrapped around her limbs. Kai gazed up at the rising steam, her hands moving slowly, creating ripples on the water's surface, and deep red petals swirled and danced in the water.
"Mmm..."
A blush of passion gradually spread across Kai's fair skin, and with each of her movements, rose petals seemed to come closer and then drift away, swirling around her in a trance. Enjoying the gentle caress of the petals, Kai drifted into a hazy, dreamlike state.
It was a sweet yet ethereal dream. Kai imagined herself lying in Joe's arms, his fingers caressing her body, gently entwining her most sensitive spots—all of this she imagined as Joe's caresses. Lost in this rosy illusion, Kai let out sweet gasps.
The sensations of being violated by the Duke and other men last night were still vivid. Kai inserted his fingers, fantasizing about Joe's fingers moving inside him.
"Ah... Joe..." he softly called the name of his beloved man.
However, struggling in the gap between reality and fantasy, Kai could only find solace in empty delusion. He arched his upper body in a drunken stupor, releasing the fluid of desire.
Two clear tears streamed down Kai's cheeks. He covered his face with his hands, and through his damp hair, one could vaguely see his trembling shoulders and suppressed sobs. He
hadn't felt this strongly when he first met Joe. When did it start? After playing the chase game with Joe repeatedly for so long, Kai found himself unconsciously beginning to look forward to Joe's arrival.
That was because Joe wasn't afraid of Kai, but treated him as an equal. The people around Kai either harbored evil intentions or were conditionally domineering. Both ways disgusted Kai.
And then Joe appeared. Watching his earnest pursuit, Kai was irresistibly drawn to him.
Kai longed to possess Joe, to have his strong shoulders and body embrace her tightly.
Kai's yearning for Joe swelled and grew stronger each day.
Although he denied it to Jacob, Kai had indeed sneaked out of the castle to see Joe. Even if it was just for a moment, Kai desperately wanted Joe's attention to be on him.
However, these small requests were gradually becoming insufficient. Humans and vampires were incompatible, and no matter how much he longed for it, Kai knew he could never fall in love with Joe. As long as Kai was a descendant of vampires, he could not love a human.
Kai's father had died at the hands of a human. Kai had witnessed his father being shot by a silver bullet and turning to ashes while hiding in a pile of debris.
The man was very close to his father. He had collapsed from exhaustion in the forest during his wanderings and was rescued by his father, and then settled in the castle. However, in a sudden incident, the man learned his father's true identity, and as a result, the ungrateful man shot and killed his father.
Humans would never acknowledge the existence of vampires. Under the influence of legend and fear, they would immediately exterminate them upon discovery. Therefore, from a young age, Jacob had taught Kai never to trust humans.
Even with the Duke, Kay couldn't truly trust him. To Kay, humans were both his sustenance and the source of terror.
Yet, knowing this, Kay couldn't suppress his longing for Joe. So, even if he could steal a few moments, Kay wanted to be with Joe.
"..." Kay buried his face in the edge of the bathtub. "Joe
..." Kay whispered softly, then her voice turned into a mournful sob echoing in the empty bathroom.

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