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Chapter 130: _ Set Them On Fire!
[Warning: Dark Scene, Rape, Bloody Rape Ahead! Read At Your Own Risk!]
Fergus meant it when he said she turned him on because she really did. Now, he couldn’t hold back anymore. With a snarl that ripped through the night air, he tore through the fabric of her shirt, exposing her bare skin.
A surprised and horrified gasp erupted from the girl, her hands over her mouth in shock. Fergus leaned back and took a glimpse of her blossoming and ripening breast and drew in a dramatic breath.
"So young, so not young too. How beautiful and holy is that?" He whispered and lowered his head, cupping her left breast in his mouth.
The girl whimpered under him, tapping her unconscious sister. "C— Clea?" She called sobbing.
Nah. Those sobs of hers were grating on Fergus’s nerves. It was getting in the way of his pleasure but also muzzling him to do more. To touch her more, albeit in a much more gruesome way this time.
Then, he’d know that he was the cause of her cries because right now, all he wanted to do was offer her a free service of pleasure before killing her.
Imagine your doom caring about your pleasure before taking your life. Couldn’t she have at least thanked him? Didn’t he deserve a little praise for his consideration nature?
Why were werewolves so ungrateful?
And thus, as his right hand pressed her boobs, he elongated his claws at that moment and dug them into her chest, the nails thrusting in them like a knife going into bread.
"Ahhhhh!" She screamed, pain and agony shaking her legs.
MUSIC!
Fergus grinned. Hehehe!
Music. Music. Music!
Next, his fangs sank into her left breast where he was sucking on and blood oozed into his mouth in a gash. Such a beautiful way to feed.
"Oh, NO!" Screamed the girl, her entire body raking this time. "Make it STOPPPP!"
Fergus loved her soundtrack. He loved every crescendo of her scream, loved every movement of her body. He just couldn’t wait anymore.
She was turning him on so badly.
He withdrew his claws from her breast and his fangs from the other and like two taps, blood gushed out of them in quantities.
"Hahaha!" Fergus opened his mouth, laughing sinisterly as he began to undo his belt while the noises from the battle began to grow louder again.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that the Ravenwood Keeper’s Pack would come with such entertainment. This was beyond fun.
This was the holiest type of FUN!
Hahaha! He was on top of the world right now.
"Please..." The girl’s now weak voice begged. "P-please." She shook, coughing out blood.
Wait. Was that blood coming out of her mouth? Yayyy!
Time to have a kiss!
Fergus chewed on his bottom lip. "Yes, hero." He chuckled before bringing out Liam’s small dick which would never cease to irritate him.
The sight of that tiny thing that was no better than a pen almost ruined the moment for Fergus but when he remembered he was about to have a bloody kiss– literally, his excitement returned.
But first, he tore her skirt apart and shifted her panties aside. Carefully, making sure to treat her like an egg, he guided the dick into her pussy.
He felt the girl shifting a little as he found a place inside of her. Then, rhythmically, he dived into her, thrusting the little dick in and out and liking how she seemed numb to it.
Then, while still thrusting, he leaned in for his bloody kiss, drinking the blood off her mouth as his lips met hers.
"You begged for mercy, hero. Here is your mercy, hero." He said into her mouth, blood mixing with pleasure both in his mouth and dick inside her.
He was still thrusting and kissing her as hard as he could when a thick plume of black smoke began to billow from a nearby building, painting the night sky an eerie red.
Fergus’ head snapped towards the direction of the smoke, his eyes wide with frustration. "Damn it," he cursed under his breath. "Looks like playtime’s over."
He glared at the girl, his hunger warring with the need to escape the growing fire. Finally, with a growl of annoyance, he pulled back.
"Consider this your lucky day," he hissed. "But don’t think for a second it’ll last."
Before she could even comprehend his words, Fergus lunged towards Clea. He sank his fangs into her throat, his eyes glowing a malevolent red once more. The girl watched in horrified paralysis as her sister’s body convulsed and a cry escaped her tired lips before falling silent.
Fergus feasted with a monstrosity ease, his hunger a little satiated. He wiped his mouth on his arm, casting the girl who had begun to son weakly on witnessing her sister’s death a single glance with a smirk on his face.
"Now," he said, his voice dripping with a chilling calmness, "it’s your turn."
Next, his hand hovered over her throat. Her pulse hammered beneath his fingertips which was a hard beat against his growing hunger. He closed his eyes, picturing the warmth of her blood flooding his system, the sweet moment of oblivion it would bring.
Oh, nothing could be more perfect! 𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝙤𝙢
When he saw that she was also losing way too much blood, he took his feed. He sank his fangs into her and drank from her whatever was left until she lay lifeless beneath him.
"Ahh..." He drew in breath as he stood up from atop her and began to redo his belt.
Two sisters, lying there with not even a single prickle of life in them, one pleasured to death and the other, gaining the horrification of a quick kill.
"Nothing could be holier." He breathed. "This should be made into a holy ground." He finished as his eyes trailed across his lifeless victims.
However, as the roaring of fire grew closer and the roof caught fire, Fergus was forced to retreat. He ran out and took one last look at his feeding ground to find it being consumed by fire.
"As sad as it is, evidence of my presence this night has been erased. Let’s see how good cop Rhett unravels this." He skipped forward, delighted to find every house he passed by burning.
However, sadness whirled inside of him when he found that the section where Isleen and Lupe’s house wasn’t burning yet along with a couple of others.
W-what? Why?
TIME TO SET ISLEEN’S APARTMENT ON FIRE!
