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Chapter 29:

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Two nights later and the entire household—aside from a certain spanish woman of course—somehow or other found ourselves enmoiled in another orgy.

Bella was the centrepiece, naturally, and we had inserted two different remote controlled vibrators inside her, a black eggshaped one in her vagina and a black coneshaped plug in her horny little butthole. We then put her to work sucking tits and eating pussy and she did indeed have quite a feast. To put it vulgarly, she was like a pig in shit, squealing and giggling and rolling about with the vibrating devices inside her as she lunged with her mouth at whatever wet scrap of womanhood was offered in her direction. She was at this work for hours and hours and I could only imagine how sore her jaw would've been from licking and smiling. The orgy had begun in one of the parlours, in front of a roaring fireplace, and her body by now was glistening with sweat as she sat on the rug like a dog and went down on us while we lounged on the settees and fondled each other and playfully mocked her for being such a slut.

The devices were still humming away inside her soundlessly and currently she was kneeling at the feet of none other than the lady of the house, moaning and licking very attentively at her. Tanya had been sitting on a luxurious leather armchair with fur trim all by herself and now her legs were wide open while she enjoyed Bella's lusty licking. Kate was sitting on Irena's lap, the two of them couple-like and kissing at each other, and I was sitting beside them with my long naked legs crossed, watching Bella go down on Tanya. The orgasm was appearing on Tanya's face right now and as usual it was a beautiful thing to behold. She climaxed with grace and a low moan and then she smiled and opened her eyes and began petting Bella's hair. Bella herself was on the verge of her own orgasm from the dual vibrators inside her and she moaned happily and rubbed her face against the inside of Tanya's thigh and orgasmed sensuously amid all that softness.

"Mmm," she murmured. "I could live as you guy's human fuckslave forever."

I laughed and uncrossed my legs and snapped my fingers for her attention.

"Too bad," I said. "You belong to me, now come here."

Bella smiled at that, her eyes sleepy and half-tranced with lust, and then she crawled across the floor toward me and settled at my feet and began licking me obediently.

Kate smiled at us, still perched on Irena's lap like a lover, and then she looked at Tanya. Tanya was watching Bella as well but she had said nothing and there was something wistful in her smile. She had been preoccupied and distracted ever since our conversation about her departed mate and by now her coven sisters were beginning to notice as well.

"What's wrong, Tanya?" Kate asked her. "You've hardly said a word all night."

Tanya smiled as if to set everyone at ease. "I'm fine."

Kate seemed skeptical. "You sure?"

Bella was still licking me but now she stopped and smiled up at me as if she'd had some idea regarding Tanya. My vagina was quite eager for more of her mouth but I was also quite curious to see what she had in mind. So I smiled and nodded and she chuckled and turned back to Tanya.

"Maybe she's just hungry," Bella said, crawling back over to the blonde woman like a sultry kitty. Tanya had crossed her legs and now Bella kissed her kneecap and smiled and rose up and climbed onto her lap. Tanya allowed it and smiled at her. Bella returned the smile with a smirk and leaned very close to her face. "Hm? I think you are. I think you're very hungry. Look how dark your eyes are. Would you like a sip, Tanya? Hm? Just a little bit?"

The gauze was gone from Bella's neck and the stiches as well. The only remainder of Kate's attack from the other night was a half healed wound in that slender whiteness. Tanya smiled at this girl who was straddling her lap and swaying her hips against the devices inside her and offering more of herself than just her body but the smile held no real hunger.

"After last time, I don't think we'll chance it, sweetie," she said.

Bella pouted cutely. Being around these Denali's had certainly boosted slut-factor. Irena seemed slightly disappointed and Kate sighed from Irena's lap.

"We do have to feed again, though," she said. "It's been over two weeks since our last real hunt."

I sighed innocently and folded my legs sexily. "I, too, long for a hunt."

My comment earned a glance or two, since my hunts were obviously much different from theirs. Tanya looked at me thoughtfully, no doubt recalling our conversation from the other night, but she said nothing. Kate heaved a sigh at the silence.

"Well, you're always welcome to join us for a trip into the woods," she said. "Do you like hiking, Bella? We could even camp out. It's…kind of fun, I guess."

Bella was still straddling Tanya's lap, swaying her hips softly against the devices inside her, and she smiled at Kate over her shoulder.

"No, thanks," she said. "I don't judge, but I really can't approve of killing innocent animals."

Irena smirked at that and very nearly laughed. Kate gave my mate a very dry look.

"Seriously?"

Bella smirked and shrugged a naked shoulder and turned back to Tanya. Tanya had been silent this whole time and now Bella leaned to her and wrapped her arms around her and gazed directly into those dark amber eyes with as much sluttyness as she could possibly manage.

"You need to hunt with us," she said. "Or else we'll have to hunt without you. And that's no fun for anyone, is it?"

I watched them closely. Tanya was smiling at her but it was a smile as if she only admired the darkhaired girl's seductiveness without actually being moved by it. And yet—

"Very well," she said to Bella. "We'll hunt with you."

Silence.

The fireplace crackled. I was perhaps the only woman in the room who wasn't completely shocked.

"Y-you will?" Bella stuttered, her seductiveness faltering quite hard at the surprise.

Tanya continued smiling at her. "Of course," she said. "How could I refuse such a smooth temptress like yourself?"

Bella lit up, still utterly shocked, and spun around to look at me. I gave her a proud chuckle but I knew this victory, as seductive as my little darling could be, was mostly mine. Tanya gave me a small smile as well, as if to acknowledge it, but we were both fine allowing Bella most of the triumph.

Kate and Irena were surprised as well. Kate was slack jawed, staring at her coven leader, and even Irena's lips were parted slightly. Tanya smiled at them.

"Assuming that's agreeable with you two, of course," she added.

Kate swallowed a lump in her throat and slid off Irena's lap. She sat down on the settee, glancing at me and my mate, and then she glanced at Irena. Irena had no idea what to say either.

I turned to our blonde hostess and gave her a somewhat guilty smile.

"Are you entirely certain, Tanya my dear?" I asked her. "As honored as we'd be, you must know that neither Bella nor I would think any less of you for refusing."

This seemed to surprise everyone as well, since I had been more aggressive than even Bella in attempting to sway Tanya to a darker path. But our conversation about her mate that she had lost had quite affected me and like her I seemed to have had a subtle change of heart. As much as I wanted her to join Bella and I for a hunt I was also prepared to respect her wishes if she could not.

But she smiled and shook her head and she gave no evidence at all of what a difficult decision this must be for her.

"Nonsense," she said. "You two are our guests and it's our duty to make you feel as comfortable as possible. What do you think, Bella? Would you like go hiking or would you rather help us with a human victim?"

"Human victim," Bella said, nodding eagerly and still straddling her lap. "Definitely."

Tanya cupped her face and gazed at her longingly. The look almost made me laugh. Perhaps this really was my mate's victory after all.

"Then it's settled," Tanya whispered to her. "My coven and I are a little out of practice so we'll have to leave the preparations to you and Victoria."

Bella glanced back at me. Tanya was stroking her naked hip and I gave them both a smile.

"We'll start looking for prey tomorrow night," I said. "Will Carmen be joining us?"

Kate snorted loudly. "I fucking doubt it."

We all smiled at her. The poor little blonde was still in complete shock. She didn't know if she was allowed to be excited or not at the prospect of murdering an innocent person but the edges of her mouth were indeed grinning. Irena was somewhat more reserved but you could see the excitement in her darkened eyes.

Bella by now was moaning softly under her breath from the vibrators inside her and from all this talk of hunting. She had turned back to Tanya and she was now kissing Tanya's neck and rubbing their breasts together. Tanya had her arms loosely around Bella's body and I glanced at them and at the other two women on the settee.

"Well, between the four of us I expect we'll need at least two different victims," I said. "How long do we have to arrange something?"

"We ought to be able to control ourselves for however long you need," Tanya said, stroking back Bella's hair to make Bella look at her. "And after we get our appetites wet with human blood it'll then be time to store up some victims for Bella's transformation."

A slow smile of gratitude spread across Bella's mouth. Then she slid down to the floor eagerly and knelt there and began moaning into the other woman's vagina while her hips shivered against the vibrator between her legs and the buttplug between her buttocks.

Kate and Irena shared glances but neither of them raised questions. I looked at Tanya and Tanya looked back and we smiled at each other while Bella continued to moan between her legs in the firelight.

It was toward dawn when I finally put Bella to bed. Grey sunlight was just breaking in the windows and she was curled against my naked body and she whispered for a long time about how surprised she was that Tanya had changed her mind. I stroked her body under the covers and stroked her ego as well by claiming it was all thanks to her. My little seductress. Such a sexy little bitch. Nobody could ever resist her. And perhaps a lot of that was true. I had certainly laid the foundation for Tanya's change of heart but without Bella perhaps I would not even have been able to do that. In the end perhaps we were simply a team. Partners. What I started she finished and what she started I finished. Our hearts and goals were one.

She slept well into the day and soon the house was empty with the girls gone to work. I laid there in the sunlight and thought about my mission. It had been a long time since I had required more than one victim at a time. This hunt will require at least two. Which was trickier, of course, but the preparations and the planning were half the fun. This hunt in particular required the utmost care and consideration. It would be our new friend's first true hunt in hundreds of years. It needed to be special. At first my thoughts ran towards supermodels and such but something told me that wasn't likely to impress women who were already beautiful beyond anything a supermodel could aspire to be. No. Perhaps something less rich. Something more like Bella. A wholesome victim. Something soft and pure. Innocent. Yet perhaps not quite so young. Younger victims might provoke unwelcome sympathy. Something full grown would be more appropriate. Full grown with plenty of blood in their bodies. A woman. Two of them.

Several ideas and hunting strategies were finally beginning to take shape in my mind when Bella finally woke. I smiled at her brightly and gave her a big kiss and told her we had lots of work to do.

That night was a Monday and Bella and I informed our hosts that we would be out for the evening. We were dressed like two women going on a date, both of us clad in dresses and earrings, me in red, her in blue, but no one asked where we were going. They had probably assumed correctly we were going out to stalk prey and no one was particularly eager to bring the subject up, afraid perhaps that Tanya might change her mind. But Tanya only looked over our outfits and wished us luck.

There was a lesbian bar downtown called the Dalloway and I kept it a surprise for Bella. The bar itself was very understated, almost classical. Dimly lit. No loud music. We entered with our arms linked and at first Bella didn't even notice what kind of bar it was. She only seemed pleasantly surprised by the refined atmosphere and classical piano in the background.

Even the boy-ish bartender with her black hair in gelled spikes didn't seem to tip her off. I ordered a champagne cocktail for myself that I would secretly offer to my underage mate after we sat down. Bella leaned against the bar and smiled about. Then she noticed a painting on the beige-colored wall. The painting was a black and white abstract of two feminine stick figures in some kind of embrace. She frowned puzzledly at that and then looked around some more. The bar was half empty but she finally realized that every patron was female. Most of them just regular looking women but some of them with shorter hair and men's clothes. An older couple in a booth, sharing a simple kiss. Two young women sitting side by side with laptops and coffee at the bar. Bella eyebrows went up and she looked at me. I smiled and she smiled as well and the cute-butch bartender came with the drink.

I took my mate to one of the tables and gave her the drink. She was still surprised to find herself in a gay bar and she snorted softly as she stirred her cocktail with the straw.

"So this is a gay bar," she said. "Hm."

I smiled at her. "Not what you were expecting?"

"In movies they seem more weird and freakish."

"In movies vampires sparkle in the sun."

Bella scoffed loudly. "That was only one franchise and that franchise sucked."

I chuckled softly to myself and shook my head. "Regardless, this is what a regular gay bar looks like," I said. "There's also a club nearby we might check out as well. The club will likely be more lively, but I think we ought to find what we're looking for here."

"What are we looking for?"

I sighed to myself and looked out across the bar. "Not entirely sure yet," I said. "This isn't an ordinary hunt. It's much like preparing a dinner party for friends. The meal we prepare must be impressive and yet accessible at the same time."

"Why this place, though?"

"Why not?"

"I don't know. How come we don't just go online and window shop a dating site like you did before?"

"Because one victim won't be enough. We'll need two at least."

"Okay, but why here? I mean…"

I turned back to her as she trailed off. She seemed a bit embarrassed although I had no idea why. I smiled at her as she toyed with the straw coyly.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

She blushed and lowered her voice a little. "Well, we're lesbians too, right? So shouldn't we cut these chicks some slack and go after someone else?"

I laughed in amusement and shook my head.

"It's just weird, that's all," she went on. "Feeding from your own kind. It's like cannibalism or something."

I rolled my eyes but in all honesty I was rather impressed at her sense of solidarity. She was right, of course. Our business here was somewhat seditious. Like wolves in sheep's clothing. But there was another way to look at it and I was about to explain that to her now.

"I understand what you're saying," I said, "but what's our alternative? To feed from men?"

She cringed at that. "No," she said, "but there's millions of straight chicks out there. Lesbians are practically an endangered species."

"True," I said with a smile. "Which would make them all the more of a delicacy, hm?"

She chuckled at that and didn't answer. I went on.

"There's no joy in feeding from what you hate," I said. "Feeding is an act of hunger, not anger. And hunger is a form of lust which in itself is a form of affection. Victims are things to be enjoyed and savoured. Following that is it not appropriate that we select our victims from those with whom we are most compatible?"

The speech swayed her a little but only a little. She looked out across the bar again. There was pity in her face but it was the child-like pity of feeling sorry for an ant before stepping on it.

"You don't think it's kind of wrong?" she asked me.

I chuckled and sat back in the booth. "Murder is wrong no matter who the victim is. Sharing an orientation doesn't make it more wrong. On the contrary I feel it enables us to take a greater thoroughness in the victim's destruction. To make sure nothing of her goes to waste. What better way of honouring the prey could there be?"

She smiled at my eloquent way of explaining it and I smiled as well.

"Feeding from men is acceptable, of course," I said. "In an emergency, perhaps. Straight women as well provide their own amusements. Like your friend Jessica. But such meals are necessities of mood or circumstance. A proper meal requires proper ingredients and there is nothing more proper than a diet aligned with one's true taste."

She chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine," she said. "I get it."

I smiled and looked out across the room again. An attractive woman in a business suit had taken a stool at the bar. Too bad she was alone.

"In any case," I went on, "there are some requirements for this particular hunt that make a place like this the ideal hunting ground. What we need is a couple. Two women who live together. Preferably in a house. A place where we can gain entry while they're out and lay in ambush for them to return. Drain them in their own bed and clean up before we leave."

Bella nodded but again she had questions. "Okay, but, can't we just kidnap them and bring them back to the mansion? Or even our house? We still have a house, right?"

I chuckled and rolled my eyes at the silly question. "Yes, we still have our house. The lease is paid for a full year. But no, it wouldn't be appropriate. Leah lives next door and she might hear something or even pop over to deliver some mail. Not to mention there's always the possibility of the victims somehow escaping, which would at the very least compromise the entire location. No, our home is out of the question."

"What about the mansion?"

"That's Tanya's home."

"She said it would be okay to keep a few victims in the cellar for when I'm turned," she pointed out.

I couldn't help smiling. I didn't know if she was being inquisitive or just difficult but I suppose there was no harm helping her understand. "That's different," I told her. "As a newborn you'll be far too lust crazed to hunt responsibly. Taking the chance with victims in her own home will be necessary and we should be very thankful for the offer."

Bella nodded and sipped from the straw in her cocktail. She was looking out over the bar. Then she set down the drink, looked at it, and chuckled once.

"I still can't believe she actually wants to feed from a human, though," she said. "I never thought she would, especially after the other night."

I smiled and didn't reply for a moment. Bella had slept through the most important part of that night. Those moments on the balcony where Tanya had revealed the pain she nurtured so close to her heart. Perhaps that reveal was also a release.

"I wonder what made her change her mind?" Bella asked curiously.

I sighed and gestured with a hand airily. "A woman can only deny her nature so long."

Bella nodded and took another sip. "Yeah, I guess," she said. Then she sighed and looked out over the bar. "Hunting's so complicated, isn't it? I wish we could just grab whoever we wanted and just do it. That would be cool."

"It sure would."

"I just wanna kill someone," she went on in a needy voice. "I totally chickened out with Jess. I wanted to do much more but in the end I hardly did anything. This time, though, I'm gonna do everything. I can't wait."

I smiled at her and then I shuffled around the booth to her side and wrapped an arm around her. She grinned and snuggled under it. I could feel the warm skin of her bare shoulders and I could smell her perfume and shampoo.

I sighed and enjoyed the closeness. This hunt was going to be very special. Not only because it included our new friends but also because it was only Bella's second hunt. And this time she was joining me in the stalk as well. It would be excellent experience for when she became a vampire. And hopefully a lot of fun too.

"Ooh," she said suddenly, sitting up and pointing across the bar. "What about them over there?"

I laughed and took her hand and retracted it under the table quickly. She had a lot to learn about stealth and discretion, obviously.

I looked at the two women she had pointed out. They had just entered the bar. One of them hardly seemed nineteen years old and she was carrying a backpack that lent her the air of a college girl. The other was a cute little tomboy with glasses and she was roughly the same age as her friend.

Bella seemed excited but I gave a small shake of my head.

"Too young," I said. "Probably just on a date. Look for an older couple. Partners. Two women who look like they live together and share a life."

"MILFs, huh?"

"What on earth is a MILF?"

"Mom I'd Like To Fuck."

"Good lord."

Bella grinned and giggled. "But that's what we're looking for, right?"

"Yes, although preferably not actually a mother. I'd hate to have to dispatch any children in the house. I'm rarely eager to kill things that I can't sexually molest first."

"Yeah, I'm not into kids either. Gross."

I smiled and shook my head. I would fucking hope not. As broad as my darling mate's sexuality had become I hoped she would always retain that certain elegance which precluded things such as children, men, farm animals, that kind of thing.

"This is gonna be awesome," Bella went on excitedly, still scoping out the bar. "I love older chicks. Older women like you have the best boobs."

"Like me?"

"Yeah, you're old. Aren't you?"

I shook my head and instead shifted attention to a couple I spotted earlier. They were sitting at a table and neither were particularly eye-catching. Just two women having a drink together, both brunette, each with a purse on the tabletop and dressed in clothes they'd worn to work.

"What about them over there?" I said, tossing my chin subtly.

Bella looked at them and nodded. "They're definitely old."

Again I had to chuckle. They were hardly over thirty. My darling was a rather critical judge. By now our two tentative targets were finishing up their drinks and rising from their chairs. One of them took a set of keys from her purse while the other slipped her handbag over her shoulder.

"Interesting," I said. "Only one of them has keys, so it seems they at least came in the same car. Shall we follow them and see if they live together?"

Bella grinned and gulped the last of her drink.

The couple was making their way to the bar to pay for their drinks. Bella and I had gotten out of the booth and I was fishing in my purse for some cash while Bella stared and grinned at our targets like a fledgling psycho—which is exactly what she was.

I chuckled and shook my head.

"Don't stare at them, for heaven's sake," I whispered to her. "And try to relax. I doubt these two will be the ones we're looking for. Unless we get extremely lucky it'll probably take a few days before we find a couple that suits our conditions."

She raised a brow. "Days?"

"Yes," I said with a smile, "but the stalk is half the fun. You have no idea how happy I am to have a true partner to hunt with at last."

She had been staring at our targets again but now she turned to me. I cupped her cheek and looked at her and gave her a kiss. A polite one fit for public but firm enough to let her feel how grateful I was to have her. How grateful I was that she even existed. She returned it affectionately and smiled as I drew back.

The kiss drew a glance or two but only because we were such a beautiful couple. There was no judgement or discomfort in this place. Our two targets were heading out together and I took my partner's arm and linked it with my own and she smiled at me excitedly as I escorted her out into the night for her first true stalk.

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AN: This chapter was a bit shorter than I expected. Just transitional, I guess. This will be the final hunt before Bella becomes a vampire. I thought she ought to do at least one more hunt as a human, plus it'll be a good way to warm up the Denali's.

The purpose of Victoria's little speech was to make it absolutely clear that there's no anti-lesbian sentiment going on there. I tend to be very zealous about my orientation. You might've noticed, lol. So I wanted to make it very clear that Victoria's taste in victims is simply because she's a lesbian as well and it's just natural and desirable for her. Not sure if that makes sense, but there it is, lol.

You also might've noticed a jab at sparkling vampires. My apologies to Ms Meyer, but I couldn't help myself, lol. Needless to say, there'll be no sparkling in this story. I don't particularly hate it, in all honesty, but I think I'll give it a miss.

No details about Kate's date with Leah like a lot of you wanted, but don't worry; in the next chapter—which I already have a head start on—there's a double date with Kate/Leah and Victoria/Bella. It'll be better than having them just sitting about the mansion and talking about what happened at the movies. ;)

Okay, sorry for the long AN. New chapter soon. :)