"Happy now?" I asked, staring down at the young silver-haired woman sitting on my lap, her head resting on my chest.
"Yes… Mother…" V murmured, her voice drowsy with pleasure. She wore a simple silk slip, her body warm and relaxed against mine. "Thank you."
My left arm was wrapped around her waist, holding her close, while my right hand rested on her soft thigh, my thumb gently stroking her skin.
We were in my personal chambers within the holy temple, watching through the eyes of my pet raven, Nox.
I saw everything that happened: Leonardo, the swamp, and the battle.
The entire scene played out in a shimmering illusionary window in front of us.
I had to admit that Leonardo guy was impressive. Most men would have broken, would have begged, or simply died. But he fought. He led. He kept his men alive through sheer force of will. He was a diamond in a pile of coal. A leader.
"Can I keep him?" V asked, her voice soft and pleading.
I looked down at her, a small smile on my face. My precious V. My daywalker daughter, created from my own blood.
Since her time in Vandor, I knew she took an interest in the former chapter master Leonardo. She wanted to bite his neck and change him into a vampire, but the old paladin was too damn loyal to that holy pigeon.
But now...
"Maybe," I said, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her thigh. "If he proves to be a good boy. But for now, let him break down a bit more. A stubborn horse like him needs to be worn out before he can be broken and tamed."
"But what if he doesn't break?" V asked, a hint of worry in her voice. "What if he dies?"
"Oh!... my cute little V is starting to care for a mortal?" I teased her, my fingers tickling her side. "Is this what parents feel when their children fall in love?"
"Mother!" V blushed, burying her face in my chest, her cheeks turning a cute shade of pink. "I... I just think he would be a useful addition to our family. He's strong. A good leader."
"Is that all?" I asked, my voice a low purr.
"..." V didn't answer, but her blush deepened.
"NO! I don't agree!" I exclaimed, raising a fist in the air.
"..."
"If he wants to have you, he must go through me first," I said with a proud pout on my face.
V looked up at me, her eyes wide with surprise, and then she burst out laughing.
"Hehehe... you're so silly, Mother," she said, her laughter like music. "But... okay. He will have to pass your test."
"Good," I said, leaning down and giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. "Now, are you going to pay your part of the deal?"
"!!!" V's breath hitched, her eyes darkening with desire.
That ambush wasn't part of my plan. I didn't even know about the corrupted wood elves and the insect monsters. It was a pleasant surprise.
A gift from my dear elven queen.
I only informed them about the Gray Knight army and let Sylvana do as she pleased.
She did a good job.
Those wood elves were actually very useful. They are part of the elven kingdom and not at the same time. A group of primal elves who refused to join the elven kingdom and chose to live in the deadly Silent Forest, adapting and becoming one with the deadly nature of the swamp.
They are not evil. They just see everyone who enters their territory as food.
Cannibalism is part of their culture after all.
And the best part is that they are very loyal to the elven queen.
She doesn't need to give them any orders. She just needs to inform them that a group of 'tasty' armored humans are entering their territory, and they will handle the rest.
As for my little help for Leonardo...
Well, my cute daughter asked for it, so I had to deliver.
And it was a very fun show.
"Mother..." V whispered, her lips brushing against my earlobe. "Do you want me to... now?"
I simply tilted my head to the side, exposing my neck. A silent, clear invitation.
V didn't need to be told twice. She leaned in, her cool lips a stark, pleasant contrast to the warmth of my skin. I felt the slight, sharp sting of her fangs piercing my flesh, a sensation both familiar and deeply intimate. A soft gasp escaped my lips as she began to drink, her body pressing closer against mine, her hand finding its way to the back of my neck, her fingers tangling in my hair.
I closed my eyes, a wave of pleasure washing over me. I placed both hands on her ass and gave it a firm squeeze, before lifting it slightly, spreading her cheeks apart. I could feel her shiver in my arms, a soft moan escaping her lips as she continued to feed.
"Impale yourself," I commanded in a low, husky whisper.
V obeyed without hesitation, positioning herself above my hard cock. She slowly lowered herself, her tight, wet heat enveloping me inch by inch. A deep, guttural moan tore from my throat as she sheathed me completely, her inner walls clenching around me like a silken vise.
She rode me slowly at first, her hips rocking in a steady, agonizingly perfect rhythm while her fangs remained embedded in my neck, drawing out my divine blood. Each pull of her lips sent a jolt of electricity through my veins, a feedback loop of power and pleasure that made my head spin.
"Ah... yes, just like that, my sweet girl," I groaned, my hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements as she began to pick up the pace. "Take every inch of Mother like you were made for it."
"Mmhmm..." V mumbled against my neck, her movements becoming more desperate, more erratic. The taste of my blood, the feeling of me inside her, it was all driving her wild. Her moans grew louder; wet sounds filled the private chamber—skin slapping softly against skin, the slick glide of her cunt devouring my cock, her quiet, hungry gulps at my throat.
"Ahhh~" I leaned back against the ornate cushions, one hand sliding up her spine to tangle in her silver hair, holding her mouth firmly to my neck while the other kept her ass moving exactly how I wanted.
Through the shimmering window still floating before us, the aftermath of the swamp played on. Leonardo was on his knees now, chest heaving, surrounded by his battered but living knights. The golden afterglow on his armor was already fading, replaced by the creeping yellow tint of the lingering poison. He looked… deliciously lost.
Perfect.
All I need to do is break his faith in that silent bird-brain Uriel. Once he breaks, once he is truly lost and alone, my V can have him.
"M-Mother... I... I'm going to..." V panted, her hips bucking wildly.
"Cum for me," I commanded, my thumb pressing against her clit.
"AHHHN~!" she screamed, her orgasm ripping through her. Her entire body convulsed, her pussy tightening around my cock like a vise, milking me for all I was worth. She bit down harder on my neck, a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure and power crashing over me as her orgasm sent a jolt of my own divine blood back into her.
The feeling was intoxicating.
I released inside her with a deep groan, my hot cum flooding her, marking her as mine, claiming her from the inside out. We collapsed against each other, a panting, sweaty mess of limbs and tangled hair, the taste of my blood still on her lips.
For a long while, we just stayed like that, basking in the afterglow, the only sound in the room our ragged breaths.
V gently licked the puncture wounds on my neck, her tongue a cool, soothing balm. The small wounds closed instantly, not even a scar left behind.
"Thank you, Mother," she whispered, her voice filled with contentment.
"You're welcome, my dear," I said, stroking her hair.
"Mother," V said after a moment of silence, her eyes fixed on the illusionary window. "I received an invitation before I came here."
"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "From whom?"
"Demons," V said, a slight frown on her face. "They want to talk with me. To form an 'alliance.'"
I couldn't help but laugh.
"Hehehe... alliance?" I said, my voice laced with amusement. "Those arrogant, self-serving demons want to form an alliance with you? With us?"
"It seems so," V said, a thoughtful look on her face. "They are scared. Scared of the crusade. They know they can't face a full army of humans led by paladins and Inquisitors on their own. So they are looking for allies."
"And they thought of you?" I asked, my laughter subsiding. "That's either very brave or very stupid of them."
"I think it's the latter," V said, a small smile playing on her lips. "They think I'm just another vampire. They don't know... who I really am."
"They think you're a pawn they can use, since demons and vampires share a common origin," I said, my expression turning serious. "A powerful, but manageable, weapon to point at their enemies. They want to use your strength to protect their own hides."
"That's what I thought too," V said. "I want to decline them. I don't want to get involved in their petty wars."
"Normally, I would agree," I said, my mind already working, calculating the possibilities. "But... this could be an opportunity."
"Opportunity?" V looked up at me, her silver eyes curious.
"Yes," I said, a slow, predatory smile spreading across my face. "An opportunity to gather information. To see what they're really planning. And... to find their hideout."
V's eyes widened as she understood my meaning. A slow, matching smile spread across her own face.
"You want me to... play with them?" she asked, a dangerous glint in her eyes.
"Exactly," I said. "Go to them. Hear what they have to say. Let them think they have you fooled. Find their leaders, their hideouts. And then..."
"...then we strike," V finished, her voice filled with a cold, bloodthirsty excitement.
"Exactly," I said, my smile widening. "But be careful, my dear. Demons are masters of deceit. They might try to trick you. Bind you with some magical contract or something."
"I'll send some Valkyries with the blood concept to pretend to be your vampire spawn," I said, my tone firm. "For protection. And... to keep an eye on you."
"I understand, Mother," V said, nodding. "I won't let you down."
"I know you won't," I said, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. "Now go. Get dressed. And don't keep your new... 'allies' waiting."