Morning found me on the top floor of the mansion, where the entire city of Phoenix spread before me—skyscrapers, casino glitter, and that desert dust floating in the air. Devil stood behind me, his cold fingers on my shoulders. "Mia is dangerous, Lucy," he whispered, his breath on my neck. "She desires your vampire child." I turned to look into his red eyes. "She thinks so, but I'll stop her." William, standing nearby, laughed. "Stopping means blood, Lucy. Are you ready?" I nodded, but fear lurked inside me. Mother was imprisoned in the temple, and the prophecy's mystery remained hazy for me. Then Henry arrived, an ancient book in his hands—red leather, its pages bearing symbols written in blood. "This was found in the temple," he said. "The prophecy's truth is here. Your blood, Lucy, will complete a ritual—taking vampires beyond immortality. But it requires sacrifice."
"What kind of sacrifice?" I asked, my voice trembling. Henry turned a page, showing an illustration—a woman, like me, on an altar, surrounded by four vampires, her blood flowing in a circle. "Your blood, or your life," Henry said. I shuddered. Devil grabbed my waist, "We won't lose you, Lucy. But we must stop Charlie and Mia." Then Lucas came running. "Charlie has made a new move. He's planned an attack on the Blood Moon site—tonight."
I summoned Mia from the guest room. She came, her eyes tired but cunning. "Lucy, I'm your friend," she said, but I could read her intentions. "Mia, something's going to happen at the Blood Moon site tonight. Do you know?" I asked directly. She was startled but smiled. "I don't know anything, Lucy. But I'm with you." A lie. I asked her to come with me. That night, the five of us—me, Mia, and the four vampires—headed to the Blood Moon site. The site was downtown, where massive cranes and construction materials were scattered. But there was silence, only the whoosh of desert wind.
Suddenly, people emerged from the darkness—Charlie's men, armed with weapons. But with them was something else—a man, tall, in a black coat, his eyes red. "Vampire?" I whispered. Devil nodded, "Charlie has found his vampire." His name was Damien—an ancient vampire whose power matched my four. Mia's eyes gleamed—her plan was working. Damien looked at me, his smile dark. "Lucy, you're the chosen one of the prophecy. Come with me, and Charlie will free you." I laughed, "Free? You want to enslave me." Then the battle began. Devil and William attacked Damien, their speed so fast the air was cutting. Lucas and Henry grabbed Charlie's men, tore their throats, blood flowed. Mia was beside me, but I grabbed her wrist. "You planned this, Mia?" I roared. She smiled, "Lucy, I'll get pregnant. Damien's child. And then we'll be equal."
But the battle didn't stop. Damien threw Devil against a wall, bit William. But my vampires weren't weak. Henry drew an ancient symbol, and flames rose in the air—dark magic. Damien stepped back, but his eyes were on Mia. "Mia, now!" he shouted. Mia tried to stab me in the stomach, but my vampire speed was faster. I twisted her arm, the knife fell. "Wrong move, Mia," I said, and bit her—her blood in my mouth, sweet but bitter. She screamed, but I didn't stop. My eyes red, my hunger uncontrolled.
The battle ended. Damien fled, Charlie's men dead. Mia was unconscious, her blood on the floor. I released her, but the demon inside me had awakened. Devil caught me, "Lucy, you're in control." But I wasn't. We returned to the mansion, and night deepened again. In my bedroom, all four vampires were beside me. "You need to be calmed," William said. They tore my clothes—gown, bra, panties. I was on the bed, my legs spread. Devil entered my vagina, deep, rough. "Ahh!" I screamed, my hunger growing. William in my mouth, his penis down my throat. "Suck, queen," he roared. Lucas on my breasts, biting them, sucking blood. Henry from behind, in my ass—wild, dark. My screams echoed, "Harder! Please, harder!" The pleasure was intense, as if my soul was burning. Their semen on my face, inside me. I was at orgasm, again and again, my eyes red.
Lucas was on my breasts, his teeth tearing my skin, hot drops of blood rolling down my body. Henry from behind in my ass, every thrust deep, wild, like some dark ritual. My screams echoed through Hartford mansion's bedroom—"Harder! Please, harder!" The pleasure was so intense my soul was burning, as if the vampire hunger inside me was swallowing me whole. Devil and William were before me, their penises on my face, the hot touch of their semen on my skin. I was at orgasm repeatedly, my eyes red, my teeth sharp. But something else was awakening inside me—a hunger now spiraling out of control.
Devil flipped me over, positioned me on my knees and hands, like an animal. "Now your real training, Lucy," he whispered, his voice dark, like the devil's breath. He slapped my ass, so hard a scream escaped me. Then, without warning, he inserted his large penis in my ass—rough, deep, as if wanting to tear me apart. "Aaahhh!" I screamed, a cocktail of pain and pleasure rushing through my entire body. "Harder, Devil! Harder!" I was shouting, my voice bouncing off the mansion walls. He increased his thrusts, each thrust so wild my body was shaking. My vagina was wet, from pleasure, from blood, from their hunger. But my own hunger was now something else—uncontrolled, dangerous. I was screaming, "Harder! More!" But now my screams held not just pleasure, but a demonic hunger consuming me from within.
William grabbed my hair, put his penis in my mouth. "Suck, queen," he roared, but my teeth started biting his skin. He tried to pull back, but I didn't let go. My eyes red, my breathing fast. Lucas and Henry were in the corner, fear now flickering in their eyes. "Lucy, control!" Lucas shouted, but I wasn't listening. My body was no longer mine—it was the prophecy, it was the blood, it was the temple ritual. Devil's thrusts became faster, but I was still shouting, "Harder! I need more!" There was pain in my ass, but that pain was now more than pleasure. My nails dug into Devil's back, blood flowed. "Lucy, stop!" Henry warned, but I didn't stop. I pushed Devil, threw him on the bed, and climbed on top. His penis in my vagina, I was thrusting, fast, wild. "I need more!" I screamed, my teeth in his neck. I bit, his blood in my mouth—hot, sweet, vampire blood.
All four were now afraid. "Lucy, you're awakening the prophecy!" Henry shouted. But I didn't stop. My hunger was now beyond their control. I grabbed William, dragged him to the bed, and inserted fingers in his ass—rough, just as they did to me. He screamed, but my strength was now equal to theirs, perhaps more. Lucas tried to stop me, but I threw him against the wall. My eyes red, my nails like claws. "I am the queen!" I roared, my voice carrying something else—the temple's ancient power. Henry opened that book, started reading symbols, but I snatched the book and tore it apart. "No ritual will stop me!" I screamed.
Then the door opened. Mia was inside, her eyes wide but cunning. "Lucy, what are you becoming?" she asked, fear and greed in her voice. She came toward me, looking at my naked body. "You... you're the prophecy," she whispered. I grabbed her wrist, pulled her onto the bed. "You wanted a vampire child, Mia?" I roared. "See what I am!" I tore her clothes—dress, bra, panties. She screamed, but I silenced her, my lips on hers. My fingers in her vagina, rough, deep. She was moaning, "Lucy, no..." But her body was betraying her. Devil and William now stood, fear in their eyes. Lucas and Henry grabbed Mia, but I pushed them away. "She's mine!" I screamed. I flipped Mia, inserted fingers in her ass, then in her vagina. She was screaming, in pleasure and pain. "Lucy, more!" she shouted, and I gave her—my vampire strength, my hunger.
But then, a cold wind blew through the room. The temple's scent—blood, dust, and magic. A shadow emerged, my mother's. "Lucy, stop!" her voice echoed, like some ancient chant. I stopped, my eyes still red. Mia lay on the bed, broken, her body covered with semen and blood. Mother's shadow spoke, "Your blood is awakening the prophecy, but it will destroy you. Charlie will take advantage of this." I asked, "Charlie?" Mother's shadow faded, but she said, "He's with Damien. In the temple. He wants to steal the prophecy." The shadow vanished.
Devil caught me, "Lucy, you must control yourself." But my hunger still remained. I bit him, then William, Lucas, Henry. Their blood inside me, increasing my strength. Mia got up, her eyes gleaming. "Lucy, I'm with you," she said. But I knew she was lying.