Lance Hayward
I staggered through the wound in the shadows into more darkness. But now... Now I wasn't alone. My mother was here, chained up to the wall as I remembered her to be. She stared off into the distance, a smile on her face. A stoned smile.
"You can't have her!" I snarled and slashed at the night around the pair of us.
The darkness screamed. The shriek trembled around me.
The shadows swirled and washed over my mother like tentacles. They slithered around her breasts, spiraling up those large mounds until the reached Mom's nipples. The darkness engulfed those nubs and constricted around her breasts.
Mom groaned, her face twisting with exultation. She shuddered in the chains as the Seductress fed on her breast milk. On her healing, rejuvenating cream. Anger swelled in me that this creature would dare touch my mother, let alone nurse from her.
I slashed at those tentacles. The darkness melted away as the shadows screamed. Mother's breasts were freed. Milk beaded from her nipples. I needed that milk before. I couldn't feel my hands. My feet. The cold marched up my limbs to my core.
I died.
I stumbled forward and grabbed my mother's right breast, planting the butt of my weapon on the ground. I leaned down, falling into her bosom, and latched on. I suckled from my mother's nipple. Her milk flooded my mouth.
I nursed from her as the blood dripped down my body. I gulped down her sweet delight. It spilled my throat to my belly. The warmth swept through me. Feeling returned to my extremities. I groaned as the pain diminished.
I gulped down more and more of the milk as my injuries mended. The blood still dripped, but the flow slowed then stopped. I swallowed them as the strength returned to me. I replenished the blood I lost. The power that she had devoured from me.
I ripped my mouth from my mother's breast and spun around. I attacked the darkness.
Pain ripped across my chest. A new wound that spurted blood into the darkness before me. My crimson splashed on the shadows and vanished. The night quivered around us, glorying in what I had just done.
"...more power..."
A chill ran through me. She wanted me to heal. To find my mother.
"Bitch," I snarled and slashed at the night. "I won't play this game!"
The whisper laughed around me as my blood ran down my chest, feeding her. She grew stronger as I grew weaker. I slashed again, striking the night. A claw ripped across the back of my thigh. I staggered at white-hot pain.
"Fucking cunt!" I roared. "Face me, you monstrous bitch! I'll show you power!"
"Bitch?" mother whispered, her voice distant. "Not a monstrous bitch. She's my daughter."
"What?" I spun around to her. "What did you say?"
"She's our daughter, Master," Mother said, her voice dreamy, her eyes glazed.
The darkness swallowed her. I was alone again in the night, my blood running out of me. The chill settled down into my limbs again. I shook. Fear swirled around me. How could I beat her? This was all her plan, but...
She hid Mom from me. Why would she do that if she wanted me to keep drinking her breast milk to survive? Those words... The Seductress was our daughter? A sick feeling washed through me. She had been born, taking over the flesh of our daughter.
My hand clenched about my lance. The Seductress was part Hayward now. She had a connection to me. I focused on that. My glaive pulsed with glowing light. I felt... an echo. A reflection that bounced off something similar behind me.
I whirled, forming my glaive into a lance, and stabbed at the reflection. At my daughter's.
My weapon slammed into the reflection and burst with light. It washed around me and revealed a woman standing there naked. She looked like... a vampish version of Mom. Not a motherly woman, but a seductress in her guise. Predatory and sensual all at the same time. Her evil twin, eyes as black as night with lush lips and a hairless pussy. Her big breasts quivered in delight as she licked her lips in hunger.
She threw herself at me and slammed into me before I could raise my weapon to defend myself. She struck me and knocked me to the ground. She was on top of me, her breasts rubbing into my chest. Her lips claimed mine.
She kissed me with hunger, her breasts rubbing into the cut on my chest, drinking in the blood that flowed out of me. Her hairless pussy rubbed on my cock. Despite my bloodloss, I hardened beneath her silky cunt sliding up and down me.
I broke the kiss and growled, "You want me, don't you?"
"I want your power," she purred, staring down at me with those black eyes. Not all black, just the irises and pupils, the whites stark in contrast. "Mmm, blood is power."
"So is semen," I said, remembering what Cali had told me.
"Yes," she moaned and slid her pussy up my cock. She reached the tip, her pussy lips surrounding it. She plunged down my dick and gasped in delight. She gripped not just my physical lance, but my metaphysical one.
Her pussy gripped my power. She held it tight and tried to rip it from me as she rose and slid her cunt up my cock. She massaged me with her twat as she wrestled with me for my power. My nuts twitched, brimming with my seed.
"Yes," she moaned, her lips curling in a smile. She flashed sharp fangs. The femme fatale version of my mother. Dark and beautiful. Dangerous and passionate.
She plunged down my cock, her big boobs bouncing over me. I shuddered as I reveled in her cunt riding me. She was my flesh and blood possessed by a demon. A sensual seductress. A succubus that feasted on me in the night.
"Yes," she moaned as she worked up and down me, drawing on the power that would let her end the Hay. "Mmm, that's it. Just give it to me, Hayward."
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