Emmy caressed Felix’s knee and then went back to eating, the last embers of the ritual still glowing under her skin.
Chapter 24
The following days went by in a blur. Shifters spent most of the daylight hours aboveground under the dome, and apparently the big game for everyone was dodgeball, but played with multiple basketballs at a time, so you had to keep track of themallin order to avoid being hit.
She also spent a good deal of time in the workout area, and a whole lot of time at her laptop, wrangling rabbit DNA.
Someone bought her for an hour, so she had an extra session of sex and feeding while bound to the bondage table in the Lupanar.
She wasn’t a huge fan of the Witches Trial feeding frenzy, where mostly her vampire looked for odd moles on her body and asked her a bunch of interrogation-style questions before bending her over, fucking her, and then drinking her down. She was in the audience on this night, since only the level three masochists were on stage.
The Sleeping Beauty night was fun to get dressed up for, but then she just had to pretend to be asleep, and then pretend to be fucked awake before she was bitten. It made for good orgasms, but wasn’t anywhere near as exciting as the Viking Night promised to be. The instructions were to braid long hair into two braids coming down around the face, and minimal makeup with rosy cheeks, smudged brown eyeliner if any at all, and berry-colored lip gloss or dye, but no lipstick.
Lana was struggling with her braids in the bathroom, so Emmy helped her out.
“I’m placing an order at the Mordnik General Store,” Lana told her. “I need more ponytail holders, and I’m ordering some super-warm socks while I’m at it. If you want to go in on the $25 delivery fee, you’re welcome to add to the order.”
“Oh man, I want dark chocolate with sea salt. I only looked at part of the video, but I saw those near the front. I’ll look at the rest and see if there’s anything else. When are you placing the order?”
“Tomorrow evening. Oh, I’m getting chapstick, too. They have some natural stuff. Toby’s getting wool glove liners. Rhea says she’s good, but I haven’t had a chance to tell Felix, so if you can do that, I’ll have your room taken care of.”
“I will, and I’ll take a look at the video after the feeding frenzy and let you know when we all hit the cafeteria, after.”
Upstairs, she was put into a scratchy woolen knee-length tunic, probably the same color as the sheep, from thelooks of it. She’d been told to come naked and barefoot, and it appeared all the townspeople would be unshod.
Tonight the stage was lined with mats, and there were mats all around the audience floor in blocks of nine — three-by-three, with space between.
She’d start out at the side of the stage, and then would take off running. The vampires in Viking gear would run up the steps and onto the stage, catch them, and then the raping and pillaging would begin.
Flock would be standing in their spot on the floor, and the vampires would rush in and ‘take’ their assigned flock member while action was taking place on the stage.
And once again, vampires who wanted to be on stage had participated in an auction earlier in the day, bidding on the scenario they wanted to partake.
When it was time to start, all the flock in place, the vampires who’d perform at the bottom of the stage steps, all the other vampires staged on the spiral staircase outside the theater, Emmy stood just off the stage and waited for the lights to blink.
When they finally did, she bolted onto the stage, her braids whipping as she ran, the scratchy woolen tunic flapping against her thighs, bare feet slapping the floor.
The Viking vampires stormed up the steps in woolen tunics and leggings, some in fur, a few in helmets, and nearly all had whips or scourges hanging from their belts.
One lunged, a burly figure with huge hands. He grabbed her arm, yanked her back, and then a hand closed around her throat.
She stumbled and stopped, and he moved his hand to the back of her head, manhandling and pushing her to her knees, the mat smooth under her skin.
He hiked her tunic, exposing her, and thrust into her pussy from behind, the sudden stretch making her gasp as she caught sight of Zander chasing Spence across the stage. Zander’s flogger cracked against Spence’s back, red welts rising, and Spence fell to the floor near the edge of a mat. Zander mounted him. She heard a scream and looked to see a Viking scourging a shackled level-three, tearing at his back, blood and skin flying. Another shout, and she turned her head to see someone bent over a section of fence, her Viking fucking her with gusto.
Zander’s flogger snapped again, Spence’s cry sharp. The stage was a chaos of motion, but then Emmy’s world narrowed to the cock inside her when her Viking pulled out and thrust back into her, grabbed her hips, and pounded her hard and fast, hips slamming. Emmy loved the raw force, her body rocking forward as another vampire stepped in front, went to his knees, used his thumb to pry her jaws open, and his cock shoved into her mouth and throat in one brutal thrust.
Her vision blurred and she gagged around the cock, fighting for oxygen, and then futilely attempted to scream when the cock in her cunt came out and plunged into her ass. The burn was too much, he was too big for her to take all at once, but she was consumed by the cocks and just had to take it.
She relaxed and fought to accept them when Felix’s screams pierced the air with true pain, but with enough erotic undercurrents, she felt a little envious that he could both hate itandlove it. Other screams filled the room as well, pleasure and bliss.
The Vikings working her over said something in a language she didn’t understand, and then stood with her, the one in her ass remaining inside her, the other stepping in front of her, and plunging into her pussy.
She wrapped her legs and arms around him, and moments later they were both pounding her again, their timing perfect so she was filled with two cocks, then empty, and then completely filled again. The friction and movement, the violence of it — she was completely overwhelmed, helpless to do anything but just take it, to feel, toexperience.
She had no idea how long they fucked her before a long, low horn blast rolled through the ballroom, deeper than thunder, rougher than any instrument Emmy had ever heard. It shivered through her skin and vibrated up her spine, cutting through the screams and moans like a blade, and without warning, fangs struck.
The vampire in her ass sliced his fangs into her back near her shoulder blade while the one in front went into the traditional spot at the left of her neck. Lips sealed around both, and they sucked in time to each other, both still buried in her. They drank, and drank, two at once — and then both injected the orgasm cocktail at the same time.
