Hello everyone! Ok so I have a bit of a surprise!

Basically you get to choose the next chapter, it can either be about:

Saya and her new playmates

or

Haji and his little encounter between the dusty book shelves.

Both chapters will be riddled with lemons haha

Review and comment to let me know!

"Would you prefer the floor or the bed? I'm inclined to try both"

Haji

It took Haji longer than he had realized to reach the mansion where Saya classed as her true home. Looking through the research library that her father kept of Saya and her sister Diva in the hopes that someone had documented something about why Saya's character had changed so much. After hours of searching Haji came up with nothing that could help inform him of his queen's unusual development. Haji made the decision then that maybe keeping a record of his own notes and keeping an eye on her development may be the next best option, the only option. Haji had an amazing memory, he could write countless books of facts about his queen over the hundreds of years he had been by her side, and could write hundreds more about her personalities each time she was awakened. However long it took for her memory to return; once awakened Saya had never acted this way. She had always been a reserved lady, always with such a heavy burden on her shoulders; stood alone independently relying only on him. Haji felt a great ache in his chest as he thought about her, about his queen. He thought of her smile over the ages, the many faces of Saya, her smiling, laughing, pouting, upset, excited and his personal favorite hungry. Such ferocious eyes… thinking of Saya's ferocity brought memories of her straddling him, her beautifully, powerful body lying on top of him and her delight at his touch. Haji felt something he hadn't felt since that time in the forest with Saya and before that back in his human days; lust. Thinking about his indestructible queen had him growling with possessive sexual need. He imagined those wild eyes on him, eyes he had never seen before, imagined the feel of her tasting his blood in such an intimate way again. Haji's usually stoic character changed, his face contorted with lust, mouth open with silent pants, his body tensing with the need to run to her side in the hope of getting anything he could from her, any scrap of attention. His body ached with the need for friction, friction against her body, his fist clenched and his head bowed as he fought to control the urges that were taking over him. He bit down on his lip in the hopes of relieving some of the tension, the taste of his own blood bringing him back from his imaginary world where Saya belonged only to him, where he had the right to touch her, to beg her to be touched. Reality struck him as he played over the thoughts he just had of owning Saya, Saya is not 'mine' I have no right, no right to touch her or even to think of her in such a shameful way. How dare I, Saya is my queen, I am not her friend, I am not her lover… I make myself sick.

The Library was too much of a personal place for him now, he had to get out, had to find a way to control his…urges, away from her, away from his queen, somewhere she would be safe from his intrusive thoughts. Getting back to the issue at hand Haji remembered that the humans also kept books in various parts of the town. In the hopes of finding more information elsewhere Haji searched the human libraries. The library he was in was huge and old, hardly anyone was there to disturb him and that was how he liked it. He enjoyed spending time on his own, away from the humans who reminded him so much of his past life, away from the beasts that demanded his and Saya's attention and away from the world in general. Haji went on to find information he deemed interesting; Multiple Personality Disorder, a mental disorder characterized by at least two distinct identities or dissociated personalities that alternately control a person's behavior. Thinking back on how Saya reacted to his moan, the fear and panic in her eyes; definitely not the same person as the one sitting on top of him drawing enough lust from him to make him loose control. Thinking about the act again switched Haji's internal switch and yet again he found himself uncomfortable in his clothes. Growling his frustration Haji heard a shocked cry, someone heard him. With inhuman speed Haji searched the isles finally finding the cause of the noise, deep in the back of the library past some very dusty books that had been untouched in years he found a girl scrambling to pick her things up from around the floor. Her face burned with a blush that had Haji confused…until he could smell it, could smell her. She was aroused, incredibly so. Haji stalked towards her, every step demanding her attention. In seconds he was but a breath away from her, her face was still ablaze with shame. Her natural blonde hair struggled to cover her face as it flowed around her and tickled her chest. She wore a light summer dress that stopped and waved at her knees, the innocence dripped from her, she must be no older than 18. Slowly so not to startle her Haji took one of the girls hands, her face shot up with shock, her eyes ashamed and apologetic. Bringing her hand to his face Haji smirked, he could smell it, she had been pleasuring herself amongst these old books with this hand, had been trying to seek release but was rudely interrupted by his growl "Mmm such selfishness, to seek pleasure where I am to withhold my own" he purred at her with pleasure, taking his eyes from hers he looked at the offending hand, slowly Haji drew his tongue across her index finger drawing it into his mouth as he tasted the females juices on herself…Not as nice as I expect Saya would be but none the less, tasteful… At that the young woman dropped the items she scrambled to previously pick up, seeing nothing but Haji and the feel of his tongue on her finger, which seemed to resonate in the core between her legs. Sensing how his act excited the young female Haji became more aroused himself; an act that was meant to only tease the young girl had turned into an incriminating act that brought out the lust he tried so hard to keep under control. Haji slid her finger along his extended fang her face flushed and unafraid, soon Haji was pressed against the female, sandwiching her between his hard body and the selves of books that had seen so little excitement.

A sensitive moan came from the young girl as he senses were attacked by the man who pushed against her, his body so big and rigid that his manhood was nearly at her navel. She pleaded with eyes heated with lust and want, unsure of whether she should move or utter any words of encouragement the girl just waited. Waited and hoped for something from the sexy man whose ink black hair seemed to frame his perfect face without looking unkempt. She wanted him and she wanted him now. Haji could feel her desire grow as his lustful self fought with his more rational self. Haji only connected with specific people organised by David and the organisation, his lust could sometimes get the better of him and he feared it may happen with this innocent girl. His more lustful side presented him with the obvious problem, he was horney beyond belief and the subject of his desires was Saya. Understanding that Saya was more important to him and an innocent girl Haji took the chance and made the decision to release his lust on the willing girl who was now becoming fidgety with the need for friction between her legs.

Haji released her hand, the act seeming to wake the girl from her lust filled haze, she stared up into hungry eyes, fear rippled across her body, had she made the right decision?