My thirst for blood was finally quenched, but this mystery man demanded answers. I turned to Nathan and Leonard, the two I'd just fucked into submission before they hastily dressed. "You two applied first aid to him? I need him ready for the interrogation."
Nathan nodded, his voice steady despite the lingering flush on his cheeks. "Yes, Master. We did."
"Good. Let's see how long it takes for him to wake. It's nightfall anyway—we'll return tomorrow. The church pests can wait for us and the clothes."
Time dragged in the room, shadows lengthening as the moon climbed. Eventually, the man stirred, his eyes snapping open in shock at the sight of us looming over him. He bolted upright, but I seized his throat with one hand and slammed him back onto the cot, my eyes igniting with a feral red glow. "Sit. Down." My glowing red eyes can scare anyone in this world—and my own world.
