Chapter 59:
– Selene –
Selene walked quietly through the dim hallways of Hellsing Manor, heading deeper into the section even the newly hired, brave mercenaries avoided—Alucard's basement.
The air grew cooler as she descended the stairs, shadows dancing on the stone walls around her. As she moved closer to the room, she sharpened her senses, particularly her hearing, listening carefully for any sounds of grunts, or moans...
As a vampire herself, Selene had a much stronger sex drive compared to regular humans, but even she had nothing on Alucard or Bellatrix. Those two could easily spend up to six hours together without stopping, something that often amazed and mildly exhausted her.
Selene was already tired from her recent trip to Hell and had been looking forward to a peaceful nap in her coffin.
When she reached the heavy wooden door to Alucard's quarters, she paused, listening closely again. Hearing nothing, she let out a quiet sigh of relief and pushed the door open slowly.
She wasn't surprised by bright lights from the large TV casting vibrant colors across the room.
Alucard was sitting on the couch, grinning broadly as he enthusiastically played a video game with Gasper, their recently adopted son. But they weren't alone. Sitting quietly next to Gasper was a small boy, possibly in his early teens, staring intently at the screen as he played with a third controller.
Selene's sharp senses quickly picked up on something unusual—this boy didn't smell entirely human?
Her curiosity piqued, Selene decided her nap could wait a bit longer.
Alucard glanced up and smiled at her warmly. "Ah, welcome back, my love... How was Hell?"
"It went pretty much as I expected, and we had to kill a bunch of devils before escaping," Selene admitted and Alucard chuckled.
Gasper waved shyly at her. Shifting adorably in his cute outfit. Selene noticed he was wearing a summer dress that looked lovely on him. "H-hi... mom..."
"Hello, Gasper. You look very nice today. That outfit is very cute," she told him.
"T-thanks..." he mumbled shyly before turning her head to the final male on the couch.
The unknown boy turned his head cautiously, observing her with wary curiosity.
"And who might this be?" Selene asked.
The boy glared at her defiantly, sitting up straighter as if to seem taller, despite his small stature. "I'm Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, god of the sea!" he declared proudly, puffing his chest out. "Remember my name, monster, because I'm going to be a great hero someday!"
Selene blinked, momentarily taken aback by his bravado. A preteen son of some random god—Poseidon, no less—was casually sitting on her lover's couch, gripping a controller tightly in his hands as if it were a sword, and glaring at her as if she were the enemy. Yet, seeing him nestled comfortably between Alucard and Gasper, utterly absorbed in the colorful game on the screen, somehow made perfect sense in this life crazy new she'd chosen for herself.
Of course it did. She literally just got back from a trip to hell with her daughter after all...
Selene sighed softly to herself, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. Her life had become impossibly strange and wonderfully unpredictable. Centuries spent alone, hunting down lycans and reveling in their screams of agony and death, had offered a twisted sort of satisfaction but never real happiness.
Nothing compared to having this unconventional family—people who actually cared about her and shared her immortal life with her.
She wouldn't trade it for anything in the world...
Still, as much as she accepted the daily weirdness, this was a bit beyond even her expectations. With a raised eyebrow, she turned to Alucard, who was cheerfully tapping away at the buttons and clearly enjoying himself playing with the two of them.
"Alucard," she began patiently, folding her arms over her chest, "mind explaining why the preteen son of a literal god is playing video games on our couch with you and Gasper?"
"He was sent to kill me or something—I wasn't really listening until he told me he had a powerful sister who might try to rescue him later so I just decided to kidnap him."
Selene rubbed her nose. Yes, that's about the kind of answer she would have expected to hear. Maybe she should get that nap in sooner rather than later because things were probably going to get loud in the next few hours.
Selene figured Valerie had the right idea, heading towards her own bedroom.
Although, it was only a fifty fifty on whether her daughter was actually resting or—
– Valerie –
I let out a squeal of pure, unfiltered delight, my back arching sharply off the bed. My tits bounced with every breathless gasp I took, nipples aching from how hard they were. My long, wild blonde hair clung to the sweat-slick curve of my shoulders and stuck to the pillow beneath me like golden seaweed, completely undone.
My pale legs were thrown open, no modesty, no shame, toes curling into the mattress as I moaned again. "Fuck, Seras... yes..."
She was feasting on me like a woman starved—her mouth latched onto my clit, sucking with obscene precision, while one of her fingers slid slowly in and out of my soaked cunt, slick and stretching me deliciously. Every curl of her finger brushed that aching sweet spot deep inside me, the kind of teasing that made my eyes roll back.
"Goddamn, right there! Feels so good!" I gasped, clenching the sheets with white-knuckled fists.
Seras smirked against my pussy, lips still working my clit mercilessly. "You love when I ruin you like this, don't you?" she said in-between kisses and licks. Her finger didn't stop pumping in and out.
"Yes," I breathed, hips grinding against her face. Feeling her finger deep inside of me. "Fucking love it, Seras. Don't stop!"
"I won't stop! Not until you're screaming for me," she growled, her voice dripping with hunger and possessiveness. Another finger slipped in beside the first, stretching me wider.
I whimpered, that tight pressure coiling low in my belly.
She kissed and licked my clit like it owed her something, tongue flicking and pressing hard, forcing my hips to buck uncontrollably. Her fingers fucked into me faster, deeper, each thrust rough and purposeful, driving sharp bursts of pleasure through my entire body.
The filthy, wet sounds of her fingers plunging into my dripping pussy echoed loudly around the room, making my cheeks flush hotter.
"Oh god, yes!" I cried, thighs trembling violently. "Harder, Seras. Fuck me harder! Make me yours."
She moaned loudly against my clit, sending vibrations racing through me like electric shocks. Her tongue lashed relentlessly, mercilessly swirling around my swollen clit, dragging me closer to the edge of madness. I could feel my juices dripping onto the sheets, utterly filthy and shameless, lost in the intoxicating pleasure of her mouth and hands.
"That's it, Valerie," she growled possessively between my thighs, her voice husky and dripping with lust. "I missed this pussy so fucking much," she murmured between licks. "You have no idea how bad I needed this. How bad I needed you."
"Then take it," I begged, breath ragged. "Fucking take me, Seras."
"Oh, I will..." Seras' crimson eyes practically glowed with raw, insatiable lust, a predatory hunger burning in their depths. She'd clearly been perfecting her shapeshifting abilities, judging by the wickedly smug grin spreading across her lips. My thighs trembled violently, muscles clenching with anticipation, as I glanced down past my flushed, heaving breasts, sweat glistening in trails along my skin.
"Get ready," she purred, eyes dancing with mischievous pride. "I thought I'd give you something new tonight."
Before I could even form a response, Seras parted her lips slowly, sensually, her pink tongue sliding out, slick and glistening, stretching impossibly long—longer, thicker, and more wickedly textured than I'd ever imagined possible. My breath caught sharply in my throat, eyes widening as that monstrous tongue snaked downward with mesmerizing slowness, almost teasingly, before plunging smoothly and effortlessly into my swollen, dripping pussy, filling me to the absolute brim!
"Holy shit," I gasped raggedly, my voice trembling as I felt every intricate curve and sinful ridge sliding deep inside me. "Oh my fucking god, Seras—what the fuck is this tongue? It's so fucking huge!"
She obviously couldn't reply with words—her mouth was otherwise occupied—but her crimson eyes gleamed fiercely with hunger, like two burning embers fixed solely on my pleasure. Slowly, deliberately, she started to move her impossibly thick tongue inside me, sliding along my wet, quivering inner walls, exploring and massaging each sensitive fold.
"Fuck!" I screamed, hips jerking violently off the bed as the thick, slick muscle twisted deep inside me, wriggling and curling to stroke every sensitive spot in ways I'd never dreamed possible. My body spasmed uncontrollably, pleasure radiating in fierce, relentless waves. "God, Seras—your tongue—it's so fucking deep! More—please, god—don't stop!"
Seras continued relentlessly fucking me with her tongue, plunging the thick, writhing muscle deep into my aching pussy over and over again. Each thrust stretched me wide, pressing against every nerve inside me, setting my body ablaze with waves of sharp, blinding pleasure. Her strong hands pinned my trembling thighs firmly to the bed, keeping me open and utterly vulnerable to her merciless tongue. I squirmed helplessly beneath her hold, my back arching, hips bucking desperately, uncontrollable moans pouring from my lips.
"Fuck, Seras! You're gonna make me cum so fucking hard!" I screamed, voice raw with ecstasy, nails clawing frantically at the bedsheets as pleasure overwhelmed every inch of my body.
A massive, mind-shattering orgasm ripped through my entire body, tearing away every thought and sensation except for pure, overwhelming ecstasy. Pleasure surged through every nerve, my muscles tightening violently as my back arched off the bed in a near-painful curve. My pussy clenched desperately around Seras' impossibly thick tongue, pulsing and squeezing in uncontrollable waves, greedily milking every sinful thrust.
"Fuck—fuck! Seras!" I screamed, vision blurring with white-hot pleasure, my body shaking violently beneath her relentless mouth. The intensity was staggering, utterly consuming me, leaving me breathless and dizzy, helplessly riding wave after wave of raw bliss.
Seras refused to relent, her tongue plunging even deeper and twisting wildly inside me, ruthlessly driving pleasure into every last trembling nerve ending. Each relentless, sensual lick heightened my orgasm, making it roll through my body in wave after overwhelming wave. My thighs shook violently, my muscles straining with the intensity, breasts tingling almost painfully as they bounced with my frantic breaths.
"Fuck, Seras—oh god, you're gonna kill me!" I sobbed, tears of raw pleasure blurring my vision as I gripped desperately at her soft blonde hair, hips grinding urgently against her mouth.
Her crimson eyes gleamed with wicked satisfaction, watching intently as she kept dragging it out, mercilessly prolonging the exquisite torture. She was determined to wring every last drop of ecstasy from my trembling, exhausted body.
Finally, my entire body was utterly drenched in sweat, the bed beneath me damp and clinging to my skin. My breasts rose and fell sharply, nipples aching pleasantly with every heavy breath I took. My thighs quivered, still spread wide, sensitive and trembling from the intensity I'd just experienced. "Fuck, Seras..." I moaned weakly, my voice barely audible, raw from screaming. "That was so fucking good—goddamn, that tongue..."
A deep, hollow sense of disappointment tugged at me when I felt Seras' long, thick tongue slowly pull free from my still-throbbing pussy, leaving me feeling empty, desperate, and craving more. My muscles clenched uselessly around nothing, trying vainly to keep her inside.
Seras retracted her tongue with a devilish smile, licking her lips deliberately, savoring every drop of my taste. Her crimson eyes flashed playfully, brimming with arrogant satisfaction. "Did you enjoy that, baby?"
"Of course I fucking did," I said breathlessly, barely able to form the words, still dizzy from the pleasure she'd mercilessly inflicted upon me. "Fuck, Seras—no one has ever made me cum that fucking hard..."
Just then, a playful voice called from the doorway, "Aw, I'm disappointed to hear that. Guess I'll just have to make you cum even harder next time we're together."
My eyes flew open wide, and both Seras and I let out startled yelps, hearts pounding. We quickly glanced at each other, our cheeks turning bright pink as we exchanged sheepish grins and nervous laughter.
Even with our super senses, neither of us had noticed Narcissa approaching. Probably because we were too lost in each other to hear her footsteps.
My gorgeous maid girlfriend, Narcissa, walked slowly toward us, hips swaying in a way that made my breath hitch all over again. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and her full lips curved into a wicked, playful smile.
"Hi, Cissy," I managed to say, still breathless and feeling heat rise again in my cheeks. "Are you gonna join us?"
"I wish I could, but now's probably not the best time."
"Why's that?" I pouted.
"...There's an intruder trying to break through the wards around the Manor," she explained, her tone serious now. "After that last attack by those damned ghouls, Bellatrix and I strengthened our defenses. But whoever this is, they're strong. Strong enough to break through soon unless we stop them."
The warmth and pleasure I'd felt moments before was replaced by annoyance and frustration. Fucking really!? Who was it this time? I just got back from the underworld and wanted to enjoy myself a bit...
"I figured I'd better tell you two first," Narcissa continued with an apologetic smile. "Before those mercenaries that Lady Integra hired recently decide to start shooting."
I grumbled, exchanging a tired glance with Seras. "Can't we ever catch a fucking break?"
Seras chuckled softly and stretched her naked body out across my bed, sliding herself comfortably under the covers. She gave me a teasing smile, her red eyes sparkling with amusement. "Looks like I'll be the one catching a break, love. You can go deal with our little intruder friend," she said playfully, yawning dramatically. "I'm exhausted from exercising my tongue so hard."
I felt my cheeks heat up again, blushing fiercely at her teasing words, but quickly hopped off the bed anyway. My breasts bounced lightly as I moved, reminding me again that I was still completely naked and sweaty. "Not even time for a quick shower," I muttered under my breath, annoyed at the sudden interruption.
Narcissa hurriedly came to my side, already grabbing some clothes for me. She handed me a loose-fitting t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, nothing fancy since I was sweaty and needed to hurry. There wasn't even time to grab a bra or panties, especially since Narcissa had made it clear the wards could fall any second.
I threw my bedroom door open hard enough that it slammed against the wall. Without even slowing down, I turned into a swarm of bats, each tiny creature darting and weaving through the hallways of the manor. Mercenaries jumped and shouted in surprise as we flew past them, their faces filled with confusion and panic.
– Persephone Jackson –
Persephone Jackson was absolutely furious, her fists slamming repeatedly against the invisible barrier around the fancy mansion. Each punch sent sparks flying into the air, making her hands tingle painfully, but she didn't care. Her brother Percy was missing, and every single clue she'd found pointed straight to this stupid rich mansion in this foreign place she'd never been before.
She growled in frustration, sweat dripping down her forehead. "Come on, stupid barrier!" she snapped, punching again, even harder this time. "You won't keep me out forever!"
Nearby, two human guards with rifles watched her with confused expressions. To them, it probably looked like she was just punching air, and they kept mumbling quietly to each other, unsure if they should stop her or just leave the strange girl alone.
"Hey, girly," one of them finally called, taking a hesitant step closer. "This is private property! You should really stop… whatever it is you're doing..."
Persephone glared back over her shoulder, anger flashing in her eyes. "Mind your own damn business!" she shouted back. "I'm not leaving until these wards break!"
"What the hell is a ward?" one guard asked, scratching his head in confusion.
The other shrugged, looking equally confused but slightly annoyed. "Hell if I know. I'd say we don't get paid enough for this weird shit, but our new lady boss pays us really damn well. So—like—do we stop her?"
"Aren't we only paid to shoot monsters? She looks human to me."
Persephone kept throwing punches at the invisible barrier. Each hit sent bright sparks of energy flashing into the air, though the guards clearly couldn't see them. Persephone kept half an ear on their conversation, her fists aching more with every strike.
They were paid to shoot monsters? What was going on with this place?
"Hey," one guard whispered to his partner, casting a nervous glance at Persephone, "do you think she's a vampire or something?"
The other guard raised an eyebrow, staring up at the sunny, cloudless sky. "Vampire? Nah, don't vampires burn up in sunlight?"
The first guard shook his head. "I don't know, man. None of the ones who live in this creepy-ass mansion ever seem bothered by the sun. I think all the rules we know from movies are probably bullshit anyway."
There were vampires in this mansion!? Vampires were actually real!?
Persephone felt her stomach twist in panic, her heartbeat speeding up like crazy. She had to find Percy and get him out of this creepy place as soon as possible!
Why did those human guards sound so freaking non-nonchalant about all that!?
She clenched her fists tightly, anger flaring inside her. Why had Percy rushed off without her, anyway? All because Zeus—stupid, asshole Zeus—had ordered them to find some "Red Dragon" guy. Zeus had been extra grumpy lately, saying this dragon person couldn't exist because he threatened the gods' rule or something. Persephone honestly didn't care about Zeus and his dumb drama. She just wanted Percy safe!
But deep down, she knew she had no choice but to obey Zeus. If she didn't, her family would suffer, especially Percy. Zeus already had it out for him because of some ridiculous prophecy. Something about Percy bringing down the gods.
It sounded like total nonsense, but Zeus clearly believed it enough to want Percy dead.
Just then Persephone heard a strange fluttering noise, like hundreds of tiny wings beating together. She paused mid-punch, turning quickly toward the mansion. Her eyes widened in surprise as a large swarm of bats rushed through the air, twisting and swirling before landing right beside the guards. Persephone felt a chill run down her spine.
The guards stiffened too, clearly nervous as the bats rapidly gathered into a tight cluster. Suddenly, the swarm transformed into a stunning young woman. She had long, beautiful but currently messy blonde hair that looked like she'd just rolled out of bed, and she was wearing only sweatpants and a tight T-shirt that hugged her curves in all the right places.
Persephone immediately noticed the woman wasn't wearing a bra, and her cheeks heated instantly. "Damn," Persephone muttered softly, unable to tear her gaze away. Her heart skipped a beat. This woman was even sexier than Aphrodite! Hitting all of Persephone's strike zones...
Wait—were this woman's eyes crimson-colored? Was she seriously a vampire!? Persephone's heart pounded in her chest as she instinctively reached for the pen tucked safely into her back pocket. It was part of a matching set with her brother Percy, each capable of turning into a sharp, powerful sword.
She didn't draw it yet, though.
The woman turned smoothly toward the guards first, flashing them a charming, reassuring smile. "Thank you, Ben and Marcel. I'll take it from here. Why don't you two take a nice, long smoke break? I'll take over for a bit."
The guards immediately stiffened in surprise. "You... you know our names, um...?" Ben asked nervously, clearly unsure of how he felt about the vampire woman knowing him by name.
She laughed softly, flipping her messy blonde hair back casually. "I'm doing my best to learn all the new mercenaries' names," she said warmly. "I'd love to spend more time getting to know everyone personally, but I've been so incredibly busy lately..."
Mercenaries? Not guards?
Persephone watched closely, still wary, but strangely captivated by how easy and friendly the woman seemed with these regular human men. In fact, she was way nicer to these men than any Gods ever acted around Demigods—let alone mortals...
"It's nice to officially meet you both," the vampire continued with an inviting smile. "I'm Valerie Tepes..." she continued.
The guards suddenly groaned loudly in disappointment. "Aw, man! You're the girlfriend of that busty bombshell, Seras Victoria?" Marcel complained, sounding genuinely upset. "Half the Wild Geese boys already fell hard for her. We were all pretty bummed when she said she had a girlfriend."
Valerie gave the guards an amused, toothy grin, her crimson eyes sparkling mischievously. "Sorry boys," she teased, her voice smooth and playful. "Better luck next time, I guess."
Ben chuckled, shaking his head with a dramatic sigh. "Story of our lives, man. All the hot ones are always taken."
"Guess we're outta luck today," Marcel agreed, laughing lightly as they began walking away. "Oh, and just so you know, there's some weird, crazy lady punching the air over here. Might wanna watch out." he pointed at Persephone.
Persephone's face flushed red, embarrassed and irritated as the sexy vampire finally turned her crimson eyes on her...
Persephone quickly shook herself, trying to ignore the distracting warmth in her cheeks. She was here to find Percy, not get flustered by some attractive vampire! Her embarrassment quickly shifted into anger as she clenched her fists tightly, eyes blazing with determination.
Persephone snapped, glaring fiercely at Valerie. "I know he's here! You bloodsuckers kidnapped my little brother, and you're gonna give him back right now, or else!"
Valerie tilted her head slightly, clearly puzzled by the angry accusation. Her crimson eyes softened as she took a careful step closer, hands raised gently as if trying not to alarm Persephone further. "Look, whoever you are, I have no clue what you're talking about," Valerie said. "Hellsing doesn't kidnap anyone, especially kids..."
Persephone didn't trust Valerie at all. She tightened her grip on the pen in her hand, feeling it grow warm as it changed. In just seconds, the pen turned into a shiny silver sword, glowing softly in the sunlight. Persephone raised the sword and pointed it straight at Valerie.
"Look, I really don't wanna hurt that pretty face of yours," Persephone warned, sounding firm and determined. "But if you don't let me inside right now, I'll tear these stupid wards down myself and find my brother anyway."
She expected Valerie to look scared or angry, or maybe at least worried, but instead, the vampire stayed completely calm. Valerie's bright red eyes showed no fear. Just mild curiosity as she shook her head gently.
"Hmm," Valerie said softly, cracking her knuckles calmly. "I guess I'll just have to find out what's really going on after I knock you out."
Then she stepped forward, completely unafraid of the glowing sword pointed right at her.
Oh—that wasn't a good reaction! Usually only super strong beings act all nonchalant like that…
Whatever, it was too fucking late to back down now!
Persephone Jackson never ran away from a fight. Her father might've been a cheating asshole, but she was still proud to be the daughter of Poseidon, god of the sea. She tightened her grip on her sword, taking a deep breath to steady her nerves before launching herself forward. She charged faster than any normal human could see, her silver blade shimmering brightly as she swung it straight toward Valerie's neck.
"Sorry, gorgeous, but I have to do this!" Persephone shouted.
Yet, Valerie watched calmly, crimson eyes tracking every move as if Persephone were moving in slow motion. Just as the blade was about to strike, Valerie casually raised a single finger covered in bright, blood-red flames.
Clang!
The sound rang out sharply, and Persephone's heart jumped in shock as she felt her sword come to an abrupt stop, blocked effortlessly by Valerie's flaming fingertip.
"What the...?" Persephone gasped.
"I sense a lot of power and potential in you," Valerie said calmly, her voice smooth and steady, "but obviously you've never been taught how to harness it. I'd say right now you're only around mid-class when you could be much more…"
She held Persephone's sword easily with just her finger and thumb, both covered in strange blood crimson flames. Persephone felt the heat radiating off them, making the air around her ripple.
"What the heck!?" Persephone cried out, heart thumping wildly in panic. She tugged again, muscles straining as she desperately tried to free her blade. It didn't move even an inch. How was Valerie doing that!? How could anyone possibly be so strong!?
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