The Scarlet Beast Ch. 8

Time Jump 3 Months

Daegon watched as his wife practically stormed through their home, she was currently on the warpath. His eyes watching as each of their clan members lowered their eyes, she was not tall by any means, but she inspired loyalty because of her kindness, but when someone dared to threaten what they were building, well she proved that her kindness was not a weakness.

His eyes finding Kimi keeping in step with her, smirking, while in his time she wouldn't be so comfortable with the Queen, he was learning that Joelle was willing to learn about her role, however Kimi was more than her lady she was her friend.

Sensing someone near him, his eyes finding Jarko on his knee, in the last coming months, the man has proven himself a leader of this clan. "Where is he?" Knowing that this was the reason his wife was currently making her way towards the blood bank.

Bowing, "Reports have him holed up in the East L.A." Looking over his shoulder, not wanting to piss the Queen off any further, "He has children with him." Hissing a bit, while humans were food to him, he never would harm a child.

Daegon could feel his skin rippling, turning his eyes towards the doorway his wife walked through, he knew that she would want to join him, "Send the address, we are going hunting." While he could have waited until sunset, Joelle would be edgy until then. Looking at Jarko, "How are the rest of the vampire houses doing?"

Smiling, "Reports have them almost culling 98% of the bitten, only ones that have been alive for close to 200 years are being spared." At first, they were apprehensive about harming their own kind, but it didn't take the king more than a second to get them to submit to his will.

Nodding, it pleased him to know that they would no longer be changing humans at random, it brought weakness to their ranks. "After we get back, I want to communicate with them all, it is time to reestablish the rules of our society."

Bowing, "It will be done."

Turning on his heels, Daegon made his way through their home, it was much better than the tower in the city, while it wasn't his home in Samaria, it made Joelle happy, and that was all that mattered to her, her happiness. Making his way towards the blood bank, his body desperate for her, but that was a constant, even after spending hours inside of her body, it still didn't feel like enough time.

Jo sank her teeth into the bag, anger was filling her, as soon as her husband gave the order, she was going to hunt down this coward that thought it was OK to hurt kids. Frustration building that while the blood soothed the burn in the throat, until this monster was caught, she would not enjoy her food.

Tossing the bag into the trash, her eyes found Kimi watching her, giving her a small smile, she knew that she was missing her mate. "He'll be back before the sunsets."

"I know, your highness," rubbing her chest, she could feel that he was safe, but she was worried. "Do you feel better now that you've fed?"

Shrugging, "On a superficial level, yes, but the idea that the last of the rogue vampires is out there, hunting children, it just pisses me off." Growling, Jo could feel her fangs sliding down, wanting to sink her teeth into his neck.

A chuckling coming from the elevator thought, broke through her anger, and instantly calmed her. Looking over her shoulder, Jo found her husband making his way into the room. "What has you laughing?" she asked, licking her lips as he moved.

Kimi darted out and up the stairs, as much as she like Jo, she didn't want or need to see them fuck. But she got it, once she and Eric sealed their bond, it was hard to keep their hands off each other, especially during times of high emotions.

Daegon moved quickly pinning her against the wall, his fingers wrapping in her hair, his nose deep into her neck. "My love are you ready to hunt?" he asked, grinding himself into her body.

Tilting her head, groaning as he licked her neck, arching her body, "Yes." Rolling her hips in response. Groaning a bit as she felt his teeth scraping the side of her neck, "I guess I will have to wear pants." She teased, knowing that that was his only rule for her, inside their home, she was always to wear dresses.

Ripping her panties from her body, Daegon unbuckled his pants letting the fall around his ankles, driving his cock deep into her body, her screams driving him harder. "No pants inside our home." Moaning as her body squeezed his cock, enjoying how her juices were already dripping down his balls.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, Jo dug her nails into his back, "Harder, please." Rolling her hips in time with his, tilting her head, wanting to feel his teeth piercing her skin. "Oh God," she gasped, moaning as his cock tore into her.

Licking her neck, his fingers digging into her hips, "I've told you; you can call me Daegon." He chuckled. Sinking his teeth into her neck, almost cumming the moment her blood coated his tongue. Inhaling sharply, Daegon could feel his beast rippling under the surface, soon, he would take her in that form.

Jo cried out, she could feel her legs starting to shake, "Please, so fucking close." Rocking her hips, desperate for the release that only he could give. Closing her eyes, Jo could see colors bursting behind her eyelids, without thinking about it, she leaned forward her teeth sinking into his shoulder, and that was all it took. Clenching her body, Jo wanted to bring him over the edge with her, desperate to feel his cum deep inside of her body.

Lifting his head, Daegon couldn't stop the roar that escaped his mouth, holding her hips still, his cock overstimulated. Slowly stroking himself within her body, groaning at the tightness that gripped his cock. Feeling his seed leave his body, his head fell forward onto her shoulder, his skin feeling a little heated.

"My Joelle." He exhaled, always surprised that after they bonded, he felt tired.

Kissing his forehead, Jo could feel her body starting to come down, locking her ankles behind his ass, she licked the trail of blood off his shoulder. Opening her mouth, she could hear someone calling for them, hissing, "It seems as though we are needed." While she absolutely loved her position, sometimes though she would love to just be them, their only responsibility was to themselves.

Daegon was ready to rip Jarko's throat out, but it was his responsibility to handle this, while he could have waited until the sun was down, they were weaker during the day. His eyes fell to where they were connected, pleased to see that his seed was staying inside of her. It boded well for them conceiving a child, turning his eyes towards her, it made him curious, how many children would she want to give him.

Jumping down, Jo could see him watching her, "What?" a little curious about why he was staring at her.

Pulling up his pants, Daegon took ahold of her hands, pulling her towards the doorway, they needed to get ready for a fight. "I was just wondering, how many children do you want to bring into this world." Personally, he wanted at least four, but more or less, he truly didn't care, as long as they had a family together its size did not matter.

Finding herself standing in their armory, Jo could see that one of their familiars was preparing their gear, giving him a small smile, "Thank you." Reaching for her clothes, Jo turned to her husband, his eyes looking at her with wonder, and a tinge of fear. Giving him a small smile, "A least 3 or 4, but given the fact that we have an eternity, who knows we could end up with a dozen."

Stepping behind the curtain, she quickly dressed, not wanting to strip in front of anyone other than her husband.

A primal growl threatened to escape his throat, but he held out, if only to keep himself from bending her over one of these cars and filling her with his seed again. Taking a second to get control over himself, his eyes found the human, Adam placing his and her weapons in the vehicle. Sparing a glance down, not caring if the clothes he was wearing would get blood and ash over them.

Placing his sword on his back, he felt her hand on his shoulder, smirking at her attire. A black outfit that clung to her body like a second skin, her sword on her back, and her blonde hair braided to stay out of the way. Letting his thumb rub against her cheek, "You are the image of a warrior."

Taking her hand, he led her out, Adam driving them to their location, while he didn't like to be driven to places, his wife was clear if there were children inside, they would need to be taken to the hospital. That was what made her special, in her short reign as queen, she changed how the vampires treated the humans around them, certain hospitals were already owned by the vampires, now they are being used to help the humans that have been tortured by the rogues.

Finding themselves in the sewer, Jo held her breath, grateful that she didn't need air. Sparing a glance towards her husband, smirking at his confidence, while she hated having to trudge through the sewer, he was concerned that a frontal entry could have him hurt any remaining children.

She followed him quietly; this was the first time that he was taking her out to actively hunt rogues. While she couldn't be killed the way others could, he said that her just relying on her immortality was a sign of weakness, so he began training her, wanting to make sure that she had the skills necessary to defend not only herself, but the people that she chose to protect.

Deagon pointed up, showing her the open sewer grate that they were going to jump up to. Placing a small kiss on her lips, he jumped up, securing the area before he allowed his queen to come. Taking a look around the basement, seeing nothing that would be a threat, he indicated for her to join him.

Jo jumped up, inhaling air for the first time in 20 minutes, but as she did, her nostrils were assaulted with the scent of rotten blood. Biting her lip, that meant that somewhere in this building there were rotting bodies. Closing her eyes, Jo struggled to maintain her control, exhaling slowly, her eyes found his watching her. Taking another second, she nodded to him, mouthing 'I'll be fine, for now.'

Reaching behind her, Jo pulled her sword, every vampire, familiar, anyone that was here, unless a child she was going to personally remove their fucking heads.

Pulling his, Daegon nodded, and began to lead her up the stairs, his ears picking up the slight lull of two heartbeats, but based on the sound, they were not children, but adults. Not only did this rogue hunt children, but he also had his familiars bring them to him. A coward, in all forms.

Zeke stared at the bodies that were starting to build up, it was starting to offend his nose, and it was become less than appetizing to feed here. Turning to his slave, "YOU, start removing them, shove their bodies into an oil barrel, and drop it in the ocean."

Cathy looked up at him, shivering in disgust, but as much as she wanted to fight him, run, the bomb collar around her neck prevented such things. Bowing slightly, "Yes, master." Keeping her eyes down, she slowly made her way out towards the basement, wanting to get their tiny bodies wrapped up and given as much dignity as she could.

Daegon heard how the man spoke to this familiar, and her very bland response, she was not doing this as a reward to become a vampire, she was a slave. Looking over his shoulder, he could see his wife shaking, so there was a chance that this human would be spared.

Pushing his way into the room, his eyes settled on two humans, both woman, both practically starved, beaten, and by their smell, violated. Turning his eyes to the only vampire in this house, blurring over to him, he wrapped his hand around his throat, holding him in place. "Only a coward would kill children."

Zeke struggled to get free, but the vampire holding him was vastly stronger than he was. "Who the fuck are you?" He gasped out. His eyes watching the man's skin ripple, "WHAT ARE YOU!?"

Jo watched as her husband held the man in question, her eyes finding the woman cowering in fear, seeing a blinking light from the collars on their necks, "What is this?" she asked, pointing to their necks.

Cathy refused to look up, "Bomb collars, only he can disarm them." Her voice shaking.

Snapping her eyes to the man who was still struggling, growling, "Where does he keep the controls?" she asked, refusing to turn her eyes away from the man.

Brandi could see that the pair of vampires were part of the tactical team that had been sweeping across the city, they were who Zeke was afraid of. While she didn't have any delusions that they were going to survive this, as long as she got to see him die first. "In his room."

Jo looked at Daegon, seeing him nod, she blurred up the stairs, almost getting sick at the smell. Pushing the door open, her eyes going wide with shock, gasping loudly, she couldn't help but feel blood tears staring to slide down her face. She didn't think a vampire could get sick, but she felt like she was about to fucking puke.

Four little bodies, in different stages of decay were sprawled across his bed, two little boys and two little girls. Based on their sizes, they couldn't have been older than six. Stepping further into the room, the scent of his cum covered their bodies, she was unable to contain the growl that bubbled out of her.

Dropping to her knees, never in her life had she witnessed anything like this, and she hoped that she never would again. Seeing her bloody tears drop onto the floor, she needed to grab the control, and have her husband kill this monster.

Daegon could hear her sobbing, turning his eyes to vampire in his hand, "Whatever you've done to upset my Queen, I promise you, the pain you will suffer will be great."

Zeke hissed, "Fuck you." Trying to kick, as his foot connected with his chest, he frowned when the man holding him didn't move. "Who the fuck are you?"

Smirking at his obvious discomfort, Daegon squeezed his throat, enjoying the smell of fear coming from him. "I have gone by many names over the centuries, but I am Daegon." Chuckling as he struggled harder to get away.

Looking down at the man, that was impossible, "You're the KING?" he gasped out.

Pulling him off the wall, letting his nose inhale the fear that was seeping out of his pores, "That I am." Licking his neck, "My Queen and I personally came to kill you," chuckling a bit, "you should feel honored."

Cathy gasped, her eyes finding the blonde descending the stairs, the anger that was on her face told her all she needed to know, she found the bodies. Pulling Brandi into a hug, needing the comfort of her touch, because once they ruling vampires killed him, they would turn on them for helping.

Jo could smell his fear, stepping down her eyes locked on him, "Daegon, he had children in his bed, he raped them." Her voice strained against the rage that was building in her chest. Tears threatening to fall again, "Kill him, painfully."

Squeezing his neck, letting his nails dig into his flesh, "And of the humans?"

Looking down at them, smelling their fear, his scent flowing through them, hissing at that, so he had a wide variety of tastes. Moving towards them, Jo crouched down wanting to see their eyes, "Look at me." She ordered. While she wanted to be gentle, that was not a possibility in the current situation.

Feeling her lip quiver, and Brandi shake, Cathy looked up, finding the brightest eyes looking into her blue ones. "Please, just make it quick." For the last 3 years, they have been abused, tormented, and every other horrible thing that their master put them through.

Hissing, "That is not for you to decide," taking a second to remain in control, "tell me about your part in this. But you lie to me, I will rip out your fucking heart."

Cathy didn't have the balls to turn her eyes away, "Three years ago, he," pointing to Zeke who like a fucking moron was still struggling to get loose, "grabbed us off the street, brought us here, raped us, beat us, drew our blood, and in the last few months, had us go out bring him those children." Pulling Brandi a bit closer, "We both tried to refuse, but pointing to their necks, he found creative ways to force us."

Jo could sense her honesty, pushing the release button, watching the collars fall to floor, "You are coming with me." Moving to stand, her eyes finding her husband watching, "My King, promise me, he will suffer."

Nodding, "As you wish, my Queen." Keeping his eyes on her as she led the humans out of the house, knowing that she would find them a place within their clan. Once the sound of their heartbeats faded into nothing, Daegon dropped him, placing his foot on his neck.

Zeke attempted to claw against his leg, but like when he kicked him, it barely phased him. "Please, they are just humans, who cares what we do to them. We are their superior."

Tilting his head back, laughing into the room, "You are nothing but a rabid dog that needs to be put down. Humans are meant to be food, but never children." Pressing harder, pleased to hear the bones starting to crack under his weight, "And only a coward would rape a woman or a child."

Spitting at him, "Perhaps, but when you fuck the small ones, they squeak like little toys." If he was going to die, he wasn't going to be a little bitch about it.

Anger filled him, reaching down, Daegon lifted him off the ground, he tossed him over the table, "I wonder, will you squeak?" he growled out. Gripping the back of his neck, his eyes finding a fire poker, a smile spreading across his face. Reaching down, chucking as he screamed to let him up, "Is that what the children said, did they beg you to stop?"

Zeke tried to kick out, "PLEASE, I WILL DO ANYTHING."

Spinning the metal poker in his hands, Daegon couldn't help but laugh, "I know you will" ramming in straight up his ass, enjoying the high-pitched squeal that escaped his throat. "And what I want from you is your suffering." Pulling out the rod, twisting it as he did, "Beg me." He growled out.

Tears of blood dripped down his face, never in his 40 years as a vampire had he experienced so much pain. "Please, stop, I'll never do this again. I will work off their lives."

Slamming it back up his ass, "Their lives mean more to me than you ever could." For the next several hours, Daegon tortured him, violated him with various things that he found in the house. His body was so torn that even his rapid healing couldn't keep up.

"Are you tired yet?" he growled into his ear. Using his nail, he sliced all the way down to his spine, it was from the base of his neck to right above his ass.

Trembling, Zeke could barely speak, his voice was gone from all the screaming. "Can't take more." Barely able to make out the words.

Daegon used his nails to widen the wound, slowly peeling his skin away. Chuckling as he heard his pathetic words, "I know, you've done better than I've expected." Wrapping his hand around his spine, "However, I've had enough, and I want to go home, bury my cock into my wife." Pulling straight up, the resounding sound of his back breaking and his screams filled the room.

Seeing his heart, he reached down his nails digging into the muscle, "May you find no peace in your final death." Ripping it out through his back, Daegon watched as his body slowly burned to ash, his screams touching his ears for the last time. Sparing a glance around the room, seeing nothing that stood out, Daegon set the place a blaze, wanting to burn this building down to the studs.

Jo found herself pacing like a caged animal, she could feel that he was safe, but it still didn't settle her anxiety. Running her fingers through her hair, Jo to a very unneeded breath, doing whatever she could to calm herself down. The sound of the knock at her door that stopped her in her tracks. "Come in."

Kimi made her way into her waiting room, bowing slightly, "The two humans have been checked out by the doctor, while they will need therapy, physically they are fine." Seeing her indicate to sit, Kimi sat in the chair across from her, "Thank you, most clans would have killed them."

Frowning just a bit, Jo had the impulse to, at least when she discovered the bodies, but it was their honesty that spared them. Plopping down on her chair, "I was able to determine that they were victims as well." Sighing, "I'm sorry to drag you away from Blade."

Waving her hand, "Do not worry, your highness, we were able to ease the ache that was building." Raising her eyebrows up and down. Leaning back in the chair, "What are you planning to do with them?" She couldn't help but be curious about their fate.

Shrugging, "After they are healthy not just physically, I will determine that, but for now, I feel it is my job to help them, if anything to show them how a proper vampire house is to treat their familiars." Perhaps they could be useful, but that wasn't her concern at this exact moment.

Kimi couldn't help but smile at her, "That is more than what would have been done before you or our King." Bowing slightly, "Thank you, for if not for your interventions, the vampire nation would have continued to fall into complete disarray."

Jo couldn't help but smile, "Well, it did help that my husband lives by a code, and I mean, who's going to argue with the King?" she teased.

Laughing, Kimi couldn't help but agree, "Certainly not I." Tilting her head, she could hear the King speaking with Jarko, "Your husband, he's coming." Knowing that she could hear him, hell she probably heard him coming into the house.

A smile spread across her face, "You should probably get back," knowing that Blade would be anxious to have his mate back.

Slowly moving to stand, Kimi bowed, "That sounds lovely. Call out if you need anything, have a good evening your highness." Making her way out of the room, she could hear Jo heading deeper into their room, and soon the shower was starting.

Daegon pushed his way through the doors that led to their bathroom room, his eyes falling on her body, groaning at the sight before him. Stripping himself quickly, he stepped in behind her, his tongue licking the back of her neck. "He suffered greatly, my love."

Hearing those words warmed her undead heart. "Good." Turning her body, Jo sunk to her knees, her tongue tracing the length of his cock. Turning her eyes upwards, pleased to see him watching her, sliding her hands up his thighs, Jo took him into her mouth, wanting to bring him over the edge.

Groaning as she swallowed his cock, Daegon threaded his fingers into her hair, slowly rocking his hips in time with her mouth. Keeping his eyes on her, hissing as her tongue stroked the underside of his cock and her hand gently cupped his balls. "My Queen, please, take all of me."

Smiling around him, Jo relaxed her throat, moaning as all 9 inches of him slid down. Humming around him, scrapping her blunt teeth against his flesh, using her tongue to trace the large vein. Hallowing her cheeks, Jo created a vacuum, almost desperate to taste him. Setting a steady pace, Jo wanted to make him feel good, cupping his balls, rolling them in her hands as she moved up and down on his shaft, almost gagging as he thrusted himself deep into her mouth.

Daegon snapped his hips forward, his fingers pulling her hair out of the way, his eyes never leaving hers, as much as he wanted to be gentle, his beast wanted to enjoy how she submitted. Slowly fucking her mouth, the sound of her gagging excited him, "Pierce my flesh, my love, I want you to swallow all of me." His body tingling with anticipation, knowing that she would do as he asked.

Turning her eyes up towards him, she could feel her fangs sliding into place, once his pelvis was flush against her nose, Jo gently bit down, his reaction was instant. Gagging around him as he drove himself deeper into her out, her tongue was flooded with the taste of his blood, and cum. Clenching her thighs together, she could feel her pussy throbbing, but as much as she wanted to relieve the pressure in her own body, she wanted him to be taken care of.

Tilting his head back, he held her head down on his cock, moaning as his seed was slid down her throat. Feeling his skin ripple, Daegon slowly rocked into her wanting every drop of himself deep inside of her. Slowly taking his cock out, smirking a bit as he heard a loud pop, rubbing his thumb across her lips, smearing the combination of blood and cum, "Thank you, my love."

Jo stood slowly, her arms wrapping around his waist, comforted by the low rumble in his chest. "You're welcome." Letting out a yawn, Jo didn't realize how tired she was, anger seemed to zap some of her energy.

Shutting off the water, Daegon lifted her into his arms, he knew that even with all his gifts that he provided her, with her being so young, her body needed more rest. "Rest, my wife, for in the coming days, we will start our journey to the vampire houses, cleaning the clans from within." Placing her down on their bed, he crawled in behind her, kissing her shoulder.

"I love you, my Joelle." Truly meaning those words.

Kissing his forearm, Jo snuggled deeper into his arms, warmth spread through her, he wasn't a very emotional man, but ever so often, he would say this to her, and it made it that much more special to her. "I love you too, Daegon."

As the pair fell asleep, Erish looked down at her sister, smiling at the image of them together. Lightly touching her forehead, wiping a tear from her face. "Sister, I am blessed that you found your happiness." Placing a small kiss on her cheek, "I have watched over everyone in our family tree since I was taken from this world, and after all this time, we have finally righted the wrongs of our family."

Hearing her content sigh, Erish chuckled a bit, feeling a light touch on her shoulder, she found her mother waiting to lead her back to the spirit world. "Al'umu, thank you for this gift. Now I can rest."

Shala understood, her daughter had been walking this earth as a spirit for thousands of years, anger preventing her from crossing over. Now, her sister was finally healing the wounds that her pitiful husband left within their family. Pulling her into a hug, "It is time my beautiful girl, it is time to join me."

Erish took her hand, and for the first time in almost 3000 years, she was truly going home. Sparing one last look over at her sister and her husband, she walked through the doorway that led to their afterlife, for she was more than ready to rest.

*Samarian in Italic*

*Al'umu - mother