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day,” Kalaur bellowed, ensuring everyone in the godforsaken village heard him well. He wanted survivors, and he wanted them pissing their pants in fear. “You spit on the hand who feeds you, you betrayed your lord. Now, you will serve me as a warning to all your neighbors who dare defy me.” He lifted his chin and issued the command he was longing for. “I now declare that every draconian serf must wear the Metal Centipede at all times. If you resist, my raiders will send your inmã to the Rivers of Apa Sâmbetei, along with your entire family. There’s no room for traitors in my kingdom.”
    At his command, Vrajitor shouted the instructions for the villagers to form a single line and take their shirts off, getting ready for the insertion of the device on their backs. And like a flock of brainless sheep, the serfs obeyed without a word.
    Kalaur flew up and landed next to his brother. “The only way that bastard Milek and his band could have escaped us once again is with the aid of someone with means, someone who has the channels and the gold to open paths for them,” he growled. “I want to know who it is and I want it now. Do you understand, brother?”
    Balaur nodded vehemently then hurried away.
     

Chapter Six
     
    The delicious, metallic taste of blood reached his tongue as the liquid spilled into his mouth awakening Petran’s senses like only the most precious of elixirs could. His eyesight became more acute, his muscles more taunt, his cock harder. The servant girl moaned underneath him, as he kept thrusting his shaft into her sweet opening. The more he sucked the harder he plunged himself into her, and the more high-pitched her wails of pleasure became. She wasn’t the most beautiful woman he’d seen in the castle but her plump curves gave him enough juice to enjoy the feed. He felt his scrotum tighten, the dull ache intensifying in anticipation of the incoming release. In other times when he’d taken a servant to feed from, he hadn’t cared less about their pleasure, he was the king after all, and they were there to serve him in any way he needed or wanted. However, this girl would play a very important part in his plan.
    “Come on, love, let go, let it take over,” he whispered against her neck and drove his cock inside harder.
    “Oh-mi-gods, Oh-mi-gods, Oh-mi-gods!” Her entire body shook violently with the orgasm.
    It was only then Petran let himself find release. It was annoying, yes, having to wait for the servant to find hers first, but necessary. In this case.
    After the last tremors of the unsatisfying climax withered, Petran pulled out and rolled onto his back.
    “Oh, wow, your majesty,” the servant girl giggled, kissing his bare chest. Despite her young age, he’d noticed she wasn’t inexperienced in the arts of lovemaking. “That was so…amazing! I had never done it with a vampire before, but now, oh, I am very grateful Lady Natalia chose me to serve you.”
    “Then you must show your gratitude not only to me, but to your lady as well.”
    “Your majesty?” she asked frowning.
    Petran pushed up, rolling her onto her back. “It will be a sign of good servitude if you relay your experience to your ladyship, in detail.” He lowered his mouth and captured one of her large nipples between his lips. “Every single detail,” he added between kisses.
    The servant girl writhed underneath him. “Oh, yes, I will do so, if it pleases you.”
    “Yes, it would please me greatly,” he replied giving her bosom one last squeeze, then pushed off the bed and started putting on his breeches. “Now, you must leave.”
    His sharp command did the job. The girl jumped startled as if he’d just thrown a bucket of cold water on her then mirrored his actions and put her gown back on.
    Petran walked to the door, opening it to let her pass.
    She took on the command quietly but instead of crossing the threshold, she pressed her body against his and rubbed her palms up his chest. “Are you going to