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Chapter 74: _ Unsexy Meal
Warning: Mature Content, Dark Scene, Disturbing Details, and Rape Ahead! Read at Your Own Risk!
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The woman shuddered and pulled her blanket over her body firmer, doing the exact opposite of Fergus’s order.
"Y– you are so little. Why ask me to undress?" She stuttered.
This was beginning to get boring and time-consuming. Isleen could be back anytime soon. "You don’t want me repeating myself, woman. I’m sure you’ve seen who and what I am. This..." He pulled down his trousers. "You don’t want to get me pissed, woman. Now, undress."
The shrill in his voice was enough to jolt her into action. She began to undress with utmost aptitude and he watched as every bit of fabric escaped her aged body.
It’d been a while since he’d had old-looking women. Ever since Cherul, he didn’t think he had had sex with other women. Why would he need other women when he had his mate?
When she was so beautiful and so... hot?
These things– these wolves, they killed her. He wouldn’t stop until they all paid.
It was easy for the woman to step out of her clothes since she was only wearing an overall nightgown. Better, she was stark naked underneath.
He saw the tug between prime and passage of time brewing in her skin. Her breasts were fallen- a testament to the years as a breastfeeding mother.
And then, he pulled off whatever was left of Liam’s clothes on him. He had to do this quickly. He crawled into the bed beside her.
The bed creaked as she trembled aggressively, her fear a fuel for Fergus. He would make this as painful for her as possible. He wouldn’t touch her, no foreplay, and dive in.
And so, he took one of her legs, spread it wide, and did the same with the other. "How old are you?" He demanded as he climbed atop her wet body.
By how salty she smelled, he knew her wetness was from excessive horrified sweating rather than desire. Not that he expected her to draw any desire from this anyway.
He began to lead his dick into her opening, hating that he was in such a small and immature body. It was like throwing a pin in a haystack.
"I— I’m forty-eight." She choked out, eyes shut close as he thrust into her as hard as he could but Liam’s pipe failed to do the job well.
Forty eight?
Hell, she looked like she was a thousand years old. "You wolves sure do lack the immortality of we Vampires. That’s why we are better than you are. You look like a granny- in your mundane terms."
"We are not mundane." She stated firmly, heaving up and down but Fergus scoffed sarcastically.
He infused pressure, trying to hit her hard inside. Liam’s little body was such a sore, cursing Fergus to swear. "You sure do feel mundane, bitch!"
"Or it’s you who is shameless and sinful enough to steal a young boy’s body and use it in raping an older woman!" She snapped.
Well, well, well...
Look who was growing balls. Provoked, Fergus grabbed her neck, elongating his claws and digging them into her jaw.
She would have screamed out had he not compelled her not to. She, however, whimpered in pain.
"Grrrrrrr..."
Music to his ears.
"How dare you talk back at me, huh?" He groaned, digging his claws deeper, grazing her jawline and breaking it in the process.
"You think you have some dignity, huh? Or perhaps, you think you’re so sexy that I want to have a taste of you?" He lowered his neck and spoke into her ears. "I only want the intercourse fluid on you so that when they take your corpse for autopsy, they’d discover that you were killed while having sex because you– are a shameless woman. Now, watch how they’ll judge you even in your death like you did Isleen without knowing her full story."
He had no idea if he was doing this for Isleen because he had no business fighting for her. What he did know was that this bloody woman irritated him so much this morning when she came with that ’I’m the most righteous’ glint in her eyes.
People like that didn’t deserve to live if it were left to him. 𝘯𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
"They’ll see that this is rape. It isn’t voluntary. So jokes on you!" She spat right on his face.
Fergus exhaled hard, drawing in breath and finding the strength to not forsake his food and just break her into many pieces as her snort dripped from his nose down to his neck.
He stood up from her. "Yes, honey. They will. You didn’t struggle, did you? You laid back and let me."
"You..."
She was going to dare to disrespect him once again when he gave her no chance to. With speed, he swiftly dug his teeth into her neck, draining and relishing every tang of her blood.
She gripped his hands tightly, pulses throbbing across her face while her legs struggled for escape but his hold was too firm for her.
He never dropped her until he was sure he’d gotten filled up and she was long dead.
"Ahh...." He licked his bottom lip. "Not the exact dinner but will do for now. Maybe tomorrow, I’ll find a better meal." He cracked his neck and walked away from the bed, leaving Lupe’s mother naked, dried, and lifeless body lying in a small pool of her own blood.
Before jumping down her window, he looked out for Isleen. He could see her returning from up front and thus, he jumped down as fast as he could and sped back into their house and apartment.
The moment he was in the room, he pulled off his bloody clothes and soaked them, pretending to wash up in the bathroom.
By the time she’d entered the room, he would have washed off every stain of blood off his clothes and be in bed, waiting for her to come to pleasure him.
At least, he’d helped her take off two people who were a pain in the ass to her. Also, for having sex with that unsexy woman, someone’s got to compensate him...
... and he wanted no one else to do that apart from Isleen.
