Several hours had passed since the Silvan Lycans had arrived, and now most of the families were settled in their living area just to the east of the main guild area; Cynthia and Elizabeth decided on this because most of the women here were related to Zell and they thought keeping other males too close was improper.
On the other hand, Zell was relaxing in the guild master's chair, despite not being the official master, while waiting for the rewards for the quest's completion.
A cute blonde vampire queen was sitting on his lap. Her arms were folded neatly as she rested her back against his chest, her eyes closed tightly, and the occasional adorable snoring came from her lips.
'This girl has been working hard since I gave her this task.'
His hand began to stroke through her silky blonde hair, enjoying the smooth feeling of her ears as the girl's little ass moved, turning and hugging him as she turned sideways, his arm wrapping around her shoulder and stroking her cheek with his thumb.
"Wake up, little vampire; you have to eat~" Zell's whisper entered her pointed ears, causing her eyes to snap open, a brightly glowing red with black spinning circles rotating around her iris like strange magic circles.
Her hands grabbed onto his body tightly, small nails almost piercing his flesh, stopped by his black demon skin before she climbed up his body, kissing his open neck with her glossy peach lips, the wet smacks filling the huge room as her crimson eyes peered upwards, looking into Zell's eyes that were just as vibrant and red.
Zell reached out towards her head with his large hands, gripping her soft golden locks as he pulled her upwards to kiss him deeply, pushing his long tongue deep inside her mouth, letting it rub against her sharp fangs, now tasting blood mixed with saliva.
Her tongue licked his as she did so, sucking at it lightly as their mouths meshed together, their bodies moving closer until Zell felt her soft fingers brushing along his thighs as she sucked on his tongue.
The two broke apart after several moments, panting heavily, staring each other in the eye for another few seconds before pulling away slowly, smiling softly.
'Oh? This is a cute and pleasant way to feed her.' Zell thought, her warm lips sucking on the tip of his tongue; a bloody fluid swallowed her throat as those crimson eyes flashed with delight.
He looked down at her again, seeing how loose and flowing her blue dress fit over her curvy frame. He noticed her white lace panties under the fabric, the material barely covering her pussy, a small patch of curly blonde fur just above the waistband, making the sight even more arousing than if there were no underwear on.
"Mmmmn~ more?" Elizabeth acted more like a cute girl when they were together, especially if Cryska competed with her for breakfast. Somehow the short vampiress seemed to enjoy being this way. Rather than the stern and angry display she showed when her subordinates and other guild members were around.
"Do you want it from my lips or neck, little vampire?" Zell asked teasingly, knowing what she would choose but wanting to hear her answer anyway. She smiled sweetly and leaned forwards slightly, pressing herself against him and leaning forward further, showing off her pink nipples as she opened her mouth wide to show off her elongated canines. The tips glistened with saliva, ready for action.
"I'll take yours," Elizabeth said, licking her lips suggestively. "You're always gentle." It wasn't entirely true--he could be rough sometimes, which made her happy, but he usually preferred something softer, slower and gentler, which suited her needs perfectly.
Zell smirked and nodded, wrapping his arms around her waist as he lifted her, now facing him as her legs wrapped around his hips; she straddled his waist, her hot breath blowing across his face as she stared into his eyes, her ruby red pupils swirling about in excitement.
His member pressed against her covered slit, her scent filling his nostrils as she lowered herself downwards, moaning happily as he rubbed his member between her folds.
No matter how often she had fed on his blood, it was never enough. Thus she would always limit herself using this position, only drinking until she reached climax by rubbing against him; her eager eyes looked towards him as she began to shift her hips, allowing his billowing dragon to press between her butt, pushing against her white lace panties, her warmth and sticky damp smearing over his exposed member.
She moaned loudly as she bounced upon him, gasping excitedly as her breasts swayed within the tight confines of her corset. As much as she enjoyed feeding, it also helped relieve some stress from all the work they'd done today. Her arousal rose rapidly as she rode him harder and faster, her eyes fluttering as she pushed herself higher and lower, then her lower, riding him eagerly.
With a loud groan, Zell placed both hands firmly on her slim waist, holding her steady as he thrust his hips upwards, slamming himself deeper inside her slick pussy, eliciting an ecstatic moan from Elizabeth as he rubbed against her; she opened her pink lips before letting her fangs gently sink into his neck, before kissing him passionately, the lips pressing against his neck tightly as her mouth began to make loud slurping sounds, a messy eater with bottomless hunger, Elizabeth began to enjoy his blood for the first time in nearly two days.
As soon as her teeth sunk into his neck, Zell grunted sharply as he felt great pleasure, rubbing his hips against her faster, enjoying the feeling of her soft, silky undergarments between her soft, squishy thighs.
It didn't last very long, however, as Elizabeth suddenly threw her head backwards, biting down on his shoulder, a muffled cry escaping her as she bit into his flesh, the sudden pain stopping him coldly before his orgasm rushed through him. A stream of cum shot out of him and splattered onto her inner thigh, followed shortly by a second wave as she drank greedily.
After several minutes, Elizabeth let go of his shoulder, wiping her chin clean with a finger, giving him one final smile before standing up unsteady, her legs shaking slightly.
"Thank you, Master," Elizabeth whispered as she lowered herself down and began to clean his messy member, using her dress to wipe the mess between her thighs before bowing once more and leaving the room; he stepped unsteady and mind in the cloud.
'Master's blood is the best... Let's go to my room and enjoy the smell of his....fufu~ such a fine day!'
Cynthia walked past the entrance hall where everyone was gathered, heading straight for the stairs. They passed many people on the way, most of whom were already asleep, exhausted from the day's events.
"I wonder where the master is..." She murmured before heading towards the grand hall; for some reason, she always found Zell in the grand hall rather than his private chambers; she never understood why he did this but never asked.
She pushed open the large doors, engraved with the image of her fellow sisters all wearing silver armour, with a male in strange armour sitting upon the throne; this was Zell's appearance when he fought those demons in the raid; Cynthia chose this theme for the door, to remind them who their lord was.
"Master...?" She asked with a soft voice; with no response, she asked again before she finally entered the room; the scent of female excitement and the sour smell of a man's relief wafted into her nose as she noticed her master was taking a nap on the black throne, his long hair sprawled down his body while wearing only a like shirt that was opened from the neck and a loose pair of pants with the belt on the floor.
'Master... Those two women have been enjoying those lewd acts again?'
Cynthia was jealous of Elizabeth and Cryska as they had legitimate reasons to do those things with him, but still, it caused a slight twang of jealousy and pain in her chest. Her steps were quiet, the long golden fox tail swaying slowly as she reached mere inches from his body, lowering herself now, her face to the same height as Elizabeth's earlier.
Her lips curved into a smile as she brought her nose close to his opened zipper, the thick scent coming from this place too alluring for her to stop as she began to take long, deep breaths of his scent.
Cynthia's eyes looked upwards, making sure Zell continued to sleep as she rustled inside his pants before slipping out his sleeping dragon, her hands filling with his searing heat, the weight in her hands heavy as his dense shaft swelled in her grasp. A slightly sticky tip was exposed to the atmosphere as her red lips opened, lowering her head towards the sleeping beast.
Thus, Cynthia began her secret habit, sneaking inside the guild halls after he finished feeding the two at night; Zell would become sleepy and take a short rest so that she could enjoy a thick secret serving of cream.
'Ah, today's is so thick and tasty...' Her fleeting thoughts as she tried to swallow the large amount in her throat before cleaning his body with a whirl of her finger, then darting out of the room with her tail bushy and flustered.
Bang!
The moment the door closed with a slam, dust dropping from the frame, Zell's eyes opened as he looked a little helpless before lifting his slightly tired body from the throne, looking at all the artwork that seemed to worship him with a wry smile.
"Those three girls are so sly and sneaky... If the other women figured out their lies and habits, we might all be fucked.... haha!" He laughed quietly, not caring about anything else.
Several moments later, his hands were holding various metal items, his mana swirling around him like various streamers of light wrapping the metals and leather, attempting to break them down and fuse the items as his daily practice was stopped in that special quest, he would now spend the rest of the night practising his metalmancy, only another 30 masks to go until he had a nice stockpile.
Elizabeth woke up early, stretching her arms and yawning widely.
Today was going to be another busy day, hopefully with less fighting. With the help of the others, the guild should get stronger, especially since the newbies were getting better at handling themselves in fights. She hoped they wouldn't need more training sessions; she was sick of having to train every day, and it took away from her precious time spent pleasuring herself.
The sun was rising outside, and she could see that Cryska and Zell were awake already.
After a quick shower, she wore a simple maid uniform: a pale blue skirt and blouse, matching stockings and shoes. Then she went downstairs and prepared to nag her master for his blood, as she wanted to enjoy his taste, in case he vanished again and could smell the stench of Cryska that filled the room, seeming to have already eaten her breakfast.
"Good morning, master."
"Morning, Lizzy. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, thank you. I'm glad you've come back safe from your trip. You don't seem very rested, though. It seems some dirty sluts are too hungry~ despite always eating normal food."
"Oh? Well, they must have gotten carried away somehow. Perhaps I shouldn't have left them alone for so long... Hmm?" Zell chuckled as he stroked the soft buttocks of Cryska, who flaunted her chest, to the smaller Elizabeth, who just pouted and took her to sit on his left thigh, her red eyes narrowing as she tried to compete with the succubus for his morning affection.
Thus the daily life of Zell continued, unaware that another, more difficult quest awaited him the moment he accepted the reward.
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