Once Betrayed Never Forgotten

Chapter 27: Blood Orgy

1 race through the castle’s shadowy corridors, each step a desperate attempt to escape the treacherous labyrinth that holds me captive. My bare feet slap against cold stone, the flickering blue torch light guiding me. Faint strains of music and laughter seep through the walls, reminding me of the revellers at the Blood Moon Ball within the heart of this wicked castle, celebrating my mother’s ascension from the state of mere mortal to newborn vampire.

I dare not enter the ballroom; the last thing I need is to confront my mother, reveling in her newfound immortality while I yearn for the warmth of daylight. Betrayal courses through my veins as I navigate the twisting passageways. Her choice to embrace eternal night with her lover over the sunny California life with her daughter feels like a wound too deep to heal.

My impractical high heels lie abandoned somewhere behind me, kicked off when I first started my desperate ascent from the dungeons. Now, my cold and clammy feet echo the urgency of my escape. The realisation hits that I’ll need proper footwear, perhaps snow boots, for a successful getaway. The landscape outside the castle is freezing cold and blanketed in deep snow. Finding my chambers and the wardrobe packed with warm clothes amid the castle’s maze is an improbable.

task, but I can’t let that deter me.

My ornate red ball gown, barely covering my shoulders, offers no warmth, no protection from the icy grip of the castle. And so, I continue, driven by a determination to flee this nightmarish place.

As I round a comer, sounds reach my ears, strange and unfamiliar. At first, they resemble cries of

agony, screams of terror echoing through the corridors. My gut tells me to turn around and run far away, but but something compels me forward, a curiosity I can’t deny.

Creeping along the passageway, I move closer to the source, my steps as silent as my racing heart. The sounds echoing down the corridor intensify, evolving from torment to something else entirely

-shrieks of pleasure, moans of ecstasy. My breath catches as I reach an open doorway, and it

takes a moment for my mind to process the scene before me.

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There is a massive four poster bed in the centre of the huge circular room, where most of the 06:3 action is taking place. The floors are covered with plush persian carpets and jewel–coloured silk pillows, like those found in a harem or a boudoir, and the ceiling is a vast glass dome, like a basilica, letting in a flood of crimson light from the blood moon overhead. Tapestries hang on every wall, depicting lush trees dripping with ripe fruit- ruby red pomegranates, golden apples, lucious fat purple figs splitting open to reveal their soft pink insides. And at the room’s centre, on and around the bed, at least twenty of the guests from the Blood Moon Ball are writhing together, flesh against flesh.

Naked bodies are everywhere in various states of undress, most completely naked. They are

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kissing, grinding, fucking…

Oh my god… I’ve walked right into a literal VAMPIRE ORGY!

I take a step back and contemplate running away from the chaotic scene, but the participants are so wrapped up in their lust that they seem completely oblivious to me standing in the doorway with my mouth hanging open, watching them in awe. On the bed, a muscular male vampire with long red hair is thrusting into a dark haired female vampire, who is leaning over on all fours on the bed, her pert backside raised in the air as she moans, her eyes wide as he pounds into her over and over. She is wearing a silver–studded black leather dog collar tight around her neck, and he holds the leash in one clenched tist, pulling her back with every thrust. Another dark–haired male vampire with a massive erect cock sidles up to the bed and shoves his cock into the female vampire’s open mouth, and she takes it hungrily, licking up and down the shaft as the red–haired male fucks her from behind. Two male vampires are up against the far wall, one one his knees. with the massive cock of the other in his mouth, his lips sliding up and down the slippery length of the stiff rod. Several couples and throuples are scattered around on the carpets, engaged in various similar acts. I watch through a shocked daze as a female vampire with cum dripping down her perfect pale breasts cries out the name “Kieran“, her inhumanly beautiful face contorted into

an expression of pure ecstasy.

Keiran… that name seems familiar…

The muscular male vampire that moments ago was standing over her, shooting his load onto her chest turns slightly, and I recognise him immediately. Those piercing hazel eyes, dark golden hair, and lip ring glinting red under the blood moon… it’s the alluring Scottish vampire I was dancing. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

with earlier at the ball.

That’s right. He’s the one who Aleksandr seems to have some sort of beef with.

He turns to face me, and before I can react, he spots me, his hazel eyes twinkling with surprise.

“Ah, there ye a are, ye pretty wee little human lass!” He calls out eagerly. “Arianna, was it? I was wonderin” where ye escaped to in such a rush. Come to join our little party, ‘ave ye?”

I’m speechless, just staring at him dumbly and frozen to the spot.

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I shake my head slowly, willing the word “No” to come to my lips, but feeling utterly incapable to speaking. His erect cock is simply massive, much bigger than that of any human man. I’ve watched plenty of porn, but nothing measures up to the sight before me. He slides one hand up and down the considerable length of his shaft as he eyes me hungrily from across the room.

“There’s plenty of space for ye,” he says, cocking an eyebrow invitingly. “And ah promise to be real

gentle. Join us.”

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“Yes, join us,” a murmuring chorus of voices agree in unison, a tempting whisper.

“It would be such a rare treat to have carnal relations with the warm, living body of a mortal,” a female vampire says between pants and small cries of bliss as another female buries her tongue between her legs. “All that soft flesh… and that sweet, warm blood…”

The memory of what Anya said earlier on the balcony outside the ballroom races through my mind.

She said that sexual intercourse between a mortal woman and a vampire male – specifically, penetration – would lead to terrible injury, and possibly even death. Does Keiran know that? Is this some sort of deadly trap?

And if I refuse to join in… will he force me?

Chapter Comments

.EJ

She really must have some sort of death wish. Why in the Hell is she still standing there, smh. lol

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