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Chapter 32:

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Ideally you'd want to stalk your victims for at least a week or two, in order to gain a proper awareness of their routine and habits, but in this case we didn't have that kind of time. It had been over three weeks since our friends from Denali had fed merely from deer and elk and if we didn't move quickly they would be forced to feed from such animals again. Kate and Irena were becoming quite eager and even Tanya was more or less resigned to her decent into darker pleasures. Their hunger was at its sharpest and it was time to pounce.

Soon.

In order to speed things up I reluctantly left Bella and the car at the mansion and went stalking alone for most of the day. On foot, dressed in boots and a black hoody, keeping to the shadows. I had a lot to get done and the first thing I did was go through their house again while they were at work. Already I missed Bella. But alas she would only slow me down and distract me. I explored the small tool shed outside and I was impressed at what a handyman our little butch girl must be. The area was surprisingly clean and swept free of sawdust and there were benches and racks of power tools and pliers and screw drivers. There were some nice hacksaws that someone without vampire strength—like Bella—could use to saw off an arm or two and also a stainless steel clawhammer that would look just lovely embedded in a blonde skull. It was nice to have so many toys onsite; it meant we could pack light.

After that I went and watched them at work. Ms Paige McKinney or Paige McKinney Design was rather careless with her keys and cellphone and I was able to snag them both from her office while she was out. I used the keys to open the BMW in the parking lot and rifle around. Not much of interest. I then checked her phone and found a great deal of interest, including a schedule and a calendar. Most of it was work appointments but it seemed they had a date planned for Friday night—just a few nights from now. Instantly I knew that would be the night we'd kill them and I smiled and downloaded the info to my own phone.

It was dark by the time I got back to the mansion. Kate was on the phone with Leah, chatting and smiling like a girl in love, and she shooed me away by telling me Bella was downstairs in the cellar. I wanted to ask what an earth was she doing down there but the girl was obviously busy.

As I was going down the stairs that led into the dark of the cellar I heard a whipcrack and a muffled whimper that made me pause and smile and shake my head before continuing down. The cellar was dim and the only light came from a few candles. The floor was solid cement and the frail orange light shifted and flowed across the racks of wine bottles arrayed across the block walls. In the center of the room stood Irena. She was wearing shiny black leather boots with incredible heels and a black leather corset that clung constrictively to her body. She had a small whip in her hand, much like a quirt for horses, and the thing she'd been whipping was Bella.

Bella was chained upright with her arms stretched high and her ankles shackled to the floor. She was utterly naked aside from a pair of high heels and there were red marks across her pale and beautiful buttocks from where she'd been whipped. She was wearing a gag as well and I smiled as I came around to see them both.

"Well," I said. "I hope I'm not interrupting."

Irena smirked and let the rod of the quirt rest in her hand. She shifted on the spot and tilted a hip sexily and she looked so tall and dominant in that black leather that I was tempted to submit myself as well.

"Not at all," she said. "I was just punishing Bella for being such a nasty slut."

I giggled at that and looked at my gagged and wheezing mate. Irena smiled at the naked girl as well and used the tip of the quirt to tickle between her buttocks. Bella squirmed in the candlelight, the chains rattling. I smiled and circled around to face her.

"Well, I'm glad someone around here is teaching her some discipline," I said. "I rarely have the heart for it myself these days. She's just too precious. Aren't you, Bella?"

There was a black ballgag shoved in her mouth and she had no way to reply but with her eyes. They were smiling and half-lidded and I could tell her poor posterior had taken quite a bit of punishment this evening. I stroked some ragged strands of dark hair away from her pale face and leaned to place a kiss on her gag.

"Would you like to join in?" Irena offered very graciously. "I have several other whips."

She used her quirt to gesture at a wall where a collection of handcuffs and black paddles were hanging from hooks on a board. I smiled and demurred myself with a shake of my head as I backed away from my chained mate.

"No, no, no, there can only be one mistress in any dungeon," I said. "Only do be careful not to leave anything permanent on her, won't you?"

"Of course," Irena said, and then she lifted the quirt and bought it down sharply on Bella's rump.

Bella screamed into the gag and jiggled. Her tits bounced. I smiled and truly wished I could join in but I honestly didn't want to interrupt their bonding.

"I'll leave you two alone," I said. "Send her back to me when you're done."

Irena nodded and readied her whip. Bella turned and moaned at me through her gag, as if to say see you later, and then there was another sharp whipcrack.

I smiled to myself and shook my head as I started up the stairs.

It was about two hours later when I finally got her back. I was sitting on the bed with the laptop, doing a little more research on our targets, and she came shuffling into the room naked and wincing and rubbing her butt with one hand while clutching an open bottle of wine in the other. I laughed at the state she was in and closed the laptop to go to her. Her jaw was sore from the gag but she managed to smile and kiss me deeply. After that I took her into the shower and stripped and got in with her and sponged her down under the warm water. Her poor buttocks were red and swollen and I knelt down in the shower with water running over my face and tenderly kissed them better.

Afterwards I asked her if she wanted to go to sleep but she said she'd hardly seen me all day and wanted to spend some time with me. It was a bit late but I felt the same way she did. It was a lovely night outside and we decided to find out if we could see any stars. I grabbed the quilt off the bed and we used it as a cloak over our naked bodies as we scampered through the mansion and up the stairs to the rooftop terrace.

There was a helipad on the roof and together we sat down in the center with the quilt wrapped around us and snuggled with Bella in my lap. She had bought the bottle of wine with her and she sipped out of it and gave me kisses as I stroked and fingered her under the quilt. The sky above was mostly dark and cold with no sign of stars but we were absorbed in each other. Eventually she experienced a gentle orgasm and smiled and gave me another kiss. It was very cold on the rooftop and she was shivering even under the quilt but she didn't want to go inside yet. I held her and told her about the information I had acquired from our targets cellphone. She was as pleased as I was and she agreed that Friday sounded right. I then asked her about her day but she had been rather passive all day—literally.

"Irena's so wild once you get to know her," she said. "When we first met, I thought she didn't like me."

I was holding her from behind and I gave her an affectionate squeeze. "Who could possibly not like you?"

Bella giggled and turned to me. "Carmen?"

"Well," I said with a chuckle. "We'll wear Carmen down eventually."

Bella nodded at that and leaned and inserted her tongue into my mouth. It tasted like wine and warmth. I returned the kiss and then stroked her away so I could speak to her.

"Tomorrow I have a surprise for you," I said. "I don't usually advise toying with one's prey before the actual hunt, but…"

Bella grinned widely. "What surprise?"

I matched her grin and kissed the tip of her nose.

"You'll just have to wait and see," I told her playfully.

She giggled excitedly and then ducked under the quilt and began kissing at my lap until she found my vagina. I smiled and opened my legs and leaned back with the quilt falling away from my breasts. Through a break in the dark black clouds overhead I could see the moon. It was almost full and that always felt very perfect on the eves before a hunt.

It was after midnight by the time I carried her back to bed and held her till she slept. The sun rose behind the curtains well before she woke up and I let her sleep a little extra. The surprise wasn't until later. When she finally woke she scolded me for letting her sleep so long and hurried into the shower. Once she was done I told her to dress nice and wear a little makeup and that made her pause with her eyes flickering in excitement. What kind of stalk required makeup and cute clothes? She was about to find out. We got her something to eat in the kitchen, a bowl of cereal and some strong coffee, and then we left and took our red sportscar north through the city.

She had no idea where we were going but she found soon enough. Back home, to our house we had rented from Leah. She was slightly disappointed when I pulled up outside our old house but she didn't say anything. Maybe she had had her heart set on actually interacting with our targets in some way, due to my instructions for her to dress nicely, and now she thought perhaps I only meant for the two of us to have a little romantic time by ourselves back home—which was still good, of course, but not quite what she was expecting. I could see all that in her eyes and her forced smile and naturally she was completely wrong. But I didn't want to spoil the surprise so I just unlocked the door and led her in.

It felt like a long time since we had been back here but it was only a week or so. The place was much the same as we left it, the front door opening into the living area with the kitchenette cordoned off with counters in the back. Bella was trying hard to act excited but I could see she was hopeful that maybe this was just a detour.

"So, um, what are we doing home?" she asked me. "I thought you said you had a surprise for me?"

I smiled and looked over her outfit. She was wearing a black skirt which fell to about her knees and knee-high boots of suede leather. Her torso was covered by a black top with a black suede jacket over it and her face was dusted with just the correct amount of makeup for a day-date.

"I do have a surprise for you," I told her. "And I think you're going to love it."

Bella nodded and looked around the house with an only half-hidden lack of enthusiasm. "Okay," she said. "Where is it?"

I smiled and took my phone out to check the time. The surprise was due any minute now.

Knock, knock!

And there it was.

Bella looked toward the front door, her brow puckered. Maybe she thought it could've been Leah but it wasn't Leah. I smiled at her and then I went over and opened the door.

A woman with short blonde hair stood on our front step. Masculine hair. She was wearing a white tanktop with heavy duty jeans and work boots. There was a tool belt around her hips and she took off a ballcap to smile at me cheerfully.

"Hi, I'm Nicky White," she said, offering her hand. "I'm here about the kitchen cabinets?"

I smiled and shook the hand while Bella gaped at her in disbelief. The only other time she had seen this woman was through her bedroom window while she was making love to her partner or through the window of our car while we watched her from a distance.

It was one of our victims.

The butch one.

"Yes, we spoke on the phone, thank you so much for coming on such short notice," I said. "Please, come in. This is my partner, Bella."

I gestured at the darkhaired girl standing there in shock and her little black skirt and the woman seemed surprised at the word partner.

"Oh," she said, then grinned. "Hi."

Bella snapped out of her surprise and nodded. "Hi."

I was closing the door and I smirked as Bella flashed me a flare of her eyes, half in excitement and half accusing me of not warning her. And this wasn't even the real surprise yet. The door clicked shut and I gestured our guest toward the kitchen.

"Come this way," I told her, and then spoke to Bella. "Bella can you make Ms White some coffee?"

But the butch woman quickly smiled and shook her head. "That's okay, I'm good."

"No, no, no, have some coffee," I insisted. "Please, sit down, we can talk right over here—oh no."

I pretended my phone had vibrated and took it out of my pocket to check some imaginary message. I made my face distraught and I always was a good actress.

"Something wrong?" inquired our guest.

"I'm so sorry, it's an emergency," I said, continuing the façade of distress. "I have to rush out this instant."

I stuck the phone back in my pocket and put my jacket back on. Bella was slightly mystified, as if she didn't know what was going on, and our guest didn't quite seem to know what to do either.

"Okay, well, uh…did you wanna reschedule?" she asked.

But that would ruin the whole surprise so I smiled and quickly refused. "No, no, no, I'm sure Bella can handle it," I said, before turning to Bella herself. "You'll be okay, won't you sweetie? Remember I told you about the carpenter coming by this morning to do the kitchen cabinets?"

I smirked at her with my back to our guest, challenging my young mate to join the charade. She realized what I was doing and quickly nodded.

"Uh, sure," she said. "Yeah, don't worry about it."

I smiled and then I leaned to give her a kiss—directly onto her lips so that our guest could see. I wanted our butch handywoman to know Bella was into other women. It might come in useful for Bella later on.

I then leaned to Bella's ear and whispered: "I'll be watching."

Bella gulped and tried to hide her excitement. I gave her a wink and turned back to our guest. She seemed kind of surprised at the kiss and at the odds of being hired by a same-sex couple out of every couple in the city but she had no way to know that it was all done by design and quite a nefarious design at that.

"Once again, I'm so sorry to rush off," I said to her, "but it really is an emergency. I'll be back as soon as I can."

She nodded a few times. "Yeah, sure, no problem."

I nodded as well and then I hiked up the strap of my handbag in a hasty fashion and headed out through the front door.

Outside it was fairly cold and dim even though it was still before noon. It looked like it might rain later on. There was a van parked on the curb that belonged to our ladycarpenter and I took a moment to peek through the windows, smiling at what a wonderful thing I had done for Bella. I had made the appointment about our kitchen cabinets yesterday evening and sweet talked the woman into squeezing us in on short notice. It's something I would've done for myself before I had met Bella but now I had Bella and I wanted to see what she would do. The objective, of course, would be to seduce the woman for a bit of harmless fun before the real harmful fun in a few nights, but would she be able to pull it off?

The thought filled me with both excitement and anxiety. Bella had a talent for seducing vampires but she was comfortable with vampires. Would she prove just as effective against a normal woman? And for that matter would the woman herself be interested? She was gay, of course, but she was also in a committed relationship and engaged to be married. Her partner had proven to be very loyal at the club. Was this Nicky person the same way? Or did her masculine sensibilities also include a weakness to young sluts? Because my baby was most certainly a slut and I had no doubts she would make the most of her surprise and I couldn't wait to see it.

There was a car passing in the street but I ignored it as I went around the alley behind the house. Our bedroom window was up there and I had deliberately left it open for exactly this purpose. I jumped onto the lid of a dumpster and then I leapt across the drainpipe. I scaled it to the window and then I climbed in silently and smiled and closed the window behind me.

I could hear voices downstairs as I crept down the corridor and I made sure to be perfectly silent as I started down the stairs. The coffeemachine was beginning to boil and I could smell the rich aroma of it in the air. I paused once I came to the base of the stairs and peered around the corner. Bella was pouring the coffee into a mug and the woman named Nicky was measuring the kitchen cabinets with a tapemeasure she had taken from her toolbelt.

"So your girlfriend was saying she basically just wants them replaced," the woman was saying. "That good with you?"

Bella nodded and stirred some sugar into the mug. She noticed me out the corner of her eye and did a double take. I touched my finger to my lips to caution silence. She nodded quickly, excited to find that I was watching, and then turned to the woman to give her the coffee.

"Uh, yeah, I guess," she said. "We never really talked about it that much. Just do whatever she said."

The woman nodded and took the coffee. She sipped it. I let my eyes flicker over her. She really was quite sexy. Rugged in her boots and jeans and yet feminine with her medium breasts bundled in her white tanktop. She had taken off her jacket and set it on a stool and now Bella took her jacket as well.

There seemed to be a bit of awkwardness between them, as if neither were quite sure whether this was a date or a job, and I was pleased to see that natural attraction. The best victims were ones you were attracted too. Bella was shrugging off her jacket, revealing her slender arms—so pale and willowy compared to the other woman—and she put the jacket on the counter.

"So, um," the woman was saying. "You and your partner, you guys are married?"

Bella nodded and smiled. "Um, yeah, something like that."

She lifted her hand to show the ring she wore. I was wearing my ring as well. The woman chuckled once in surprise at the ring and looked at Bella oddly.

"Wow," she said. "You seem kind of young."

"Yeah, Vicky moves really fast," Bella said, and then flashed me a smirk where I was hiding around the corner on the stairs. "She practically abducted me."

The woman chuckled at that and thankfully didn't look over in this direction. I almost chuckled as well. Very clever double meaning there since I had, quite literally, abducted her. The woman had taken a seat on one of the kitchen stools to sip the coffee and Bella turned back to her.

"So, um, what about you?" she asked. "Are you married?"

The woman nodded and grinned proudly. "Almost. I'm engaged. I only proposed to her last week. I don't wear a ring, though, just her."

"Her?" Bella asked, pretending to be surprised. She was a fine actress herself.

The woman nodded again, still smiling. "Yeah."

"Wow," Bella said, looking her over with a rake of her eyes as if suddenly even more interested. "Congratulations. Is she hot?"

Bit of a blunt and immature question but the other woman laughed at it and nodded.

"Yeah, she is," she said. "She's the best thing that ever happened to me."

Bella giggled cutely. She had been slowly transitioning from an off-guard teenage girl into a sweet and innocent little seductress and I had been watching with genuine admiration. It was seemless. She truly had a natural talent at this.

"That's great," she said. "She's really lucky." Then she let her lips curve into a smirk. "You're really hot too."

The woman's mouth dropped open a little and she chuckled to cover it up. Even at this distance I could see a blush moving over her handsome face. But Bella, like any great seductress, knew when to advance and when to retreat. In the to and fro of seduction the fro was just as important.

So she cleared her throat and shook her head as if she had accidently made herself uncomfortable too before quickly changing the subject.

"So, um…the cabinets," she said, drawing attention to them.

The woman left her coffee on the counter and stood up from the stool. I inched backward from where I was hiding around the corner, just in case, but she didn't look over. She looked at the cabinets.

"Yeah, I can get to work right away," she said. "Got my tools in the van outside. You gonna be okay with the noise?"

"Sure, no problem. Mind if I stick around and watch?"

The woman shrugged. "It's your house."

"Thanks," Bella said, then giggled and eyed her cutely. "It's not sexual harassment, is it?"

The woman gave her a look but she smirked as well. "Depends what you're watching."

Bella paused before answering. Then she took her bottom lip between her teeth coyly and leaned to the side and let her eyes rake over this tall blonde butch woman's jean-clad ass.

"Your butt?" she suggested innocently.

The woman seemed slightly stunned at the boldness of that but still comfortable enough to take it as a joke. None of this was serious to her yet but I had a feeling it would become that way very soon. Bella owned this woman and the woman didn't even know it.

"Yep, that would be sexual harassment," she said. "But tell you what, I'll take it as a compliment."

She gave Bella a charming wink and Bella received it with a giggle. I was watching in awe from my hiding place. The girl was an artist.

"Thanks," she said. "Vicky would be so pissed if she knew I was flirting with you. She can be so possessive sometimes."

The woman chuckled non-committally at that and I felt my heart flutter now that my name was mentioned. I had a feeling I knew what she was going to do and I wasn't wrong.

"Seriously, though," Bella continued, flashing me a discreet smirk before turning back to the other woman. "Sometimes Vicky can be really annoying with how she's telling me what to do all the time. It's like I'm nothing but a slave to her or something."

I smiled to myself in wonder. Incredible. It was a time-honored seduction tactic to express dissatisfaction with your partner in order to imply a willingness to accept satisfaction elsewhere and she was executing it perfectly. The girl was truly a natural.

The hint even managed to tentatively cross whichever line that kept the other woman believing any of this was serious. But now she was beginning to realize that she was dealing with an actual slut that perhaps wanted to fuck her and she cleared her throat awkwardly and tried not to grin.

Bella saw all this and took advantage with a child-like shrug.

"I don't know," she went on. "Maybe it's because I'm still so young. I just feel kind of trapped sometimes. Like maybe I'm not ready to settle down. You know?"

The butch woman gave a dude-like scratch of her head. "Uh, not really. Me and my girl are very happy together."

Bella sighed wistfully. "You're lucky. Me, I wish I had explored a little more before just…" She flashed a glance toward my hiding place and smirked discreetly and said: "…settling."

Oh, you bitch. Settling? For me?

Utterly ridiculous.

I was fuming and in a very horny way. Bella was humiliating me to this stranger and I was loving it. Yeah, act all superior you spoiled little bitch. We'll see who's superior when I get my hands on you again.

The other woman laughed in disbelief at my mate's absurd claim. "Settling?" she echoed. "You call a woman like that settling?"

I smiled from behind my corner. What a nice butch woman. You tell her. Bella, however, continued her charade with another sigh and a large shrug of her shoulders.

"Well, maybe she's just not my type," she said. "She's into high heels and lingerie and all that stuff. But I hate all that kind of thing on other women, you know?"

I knew exactly where she was going this and I grinned. The butch woman was already getting nervous and Bella gave her a cute smile and a little flicker of her dark and beckoning eyes.

"I think maybe I'd prefer a simpler type," she said. "A no-nonsense kind of woman. Someone who's sexy and handsome all at the same time. Someone who'll treat me the way a girl is supposed to be treated. Someone kind of like you, maybe."

Well. There it was.

I felt like applauding. The butch woman swallowed a lump in her throat and didn't reply but you could see it was all over. She was going to fuck Bella. Bella had done it. Not even this newly engaged, long term, committed woman could stand against her irresistibleness. I had expected anything less but I was still overwhelmed with shock and admiration. And pride. This was my mate. This incredible little creature was my mate.

Bella giggled cutely as the silence between them became awkward and glanced at the cabinets that were supposed to be replaced and then turned back to the butch woman standing there with a drained expression.

"Hey, you know what?" Bella said. "These cabinets are fine. You should take a look at the bed instead."

The butch woman blinked in alarm and her voice broke. "The bed?"

Bella grinned and took her hand and tugged her toward the stairs.

I ducked back quickly before they could see me and hurried up the stairs with my heart racing. Bella was truly going to do it. It was exactly how I planned it but I still couldn't believe it. My vagina was throbbing as I darted into the bedroom and quickly ducked into the closet. There was just barely room for me to stand among the dresses and clothes hanging from the clotheshangers and I pulled the doors closed so that there was just a crack to peek out from. I would watch from here.

Within a minute I could hear them coming up the stairs. Bella was giggling and telling the woman not to worry about it. They came into the bedroom and at first Bella stood there looking around. She looked at the window and under the bed. Obviously she was looking for me and luckily her eyes happened to pass across the closet and connect with the red eyes of mine that were smiling and peeking from the small crack in the doors. She grinned at me cockily and it was all I could do not to snatch her irresistible ass into the closet and ravish her on the spot.

The butch woman seemed to labouring under guilt and anxiety but it was clear she wasn't going to back out even as she tried to refuse.

"Listen, I think there's been some kind of mistake here," she was saying. "Sorry for the confusion, but I think I better…"

Bella pulled off her top.

No bra underneath. Just bare sexy tits. The top hit the floor and the boldness of the reveal stunned the other woman silent. Her eyes widened and she stared at those soft white mounds for just a second before lifting her terrified eyes to Bella. Bella grinned and swaggered toward her and wrapped her arms around the other woman's neck.

"You're not going anywhere," she said.

Then she kissed her. A lewd kiss full of tongue and slutty moans. The other woman was shocked and she was holding her hands out as if she wanted to push the darkhaired girl away but wasn't sure if she was allowed to touch. Bella pulled her into the kiss and tongued her deeply and then she broke it off suddenly.

"I'm going to fuck you," she said, looking into the other woman's eyes.

The butch chick was panicking by now. "Jesus," she said. "Look, lady, I'm engaged."

But Bella only smiled and made no move at all to unlock her arms from around the other woman's neck. "Aww, come on. I need a real woman in my life," she said, knowing I could hear it, knowing how infuriatingly horny it made me. "I'll do anything you want," she continued to the woman, gazing up at her. "What do you want me to do? Hm?"

The butch chick was speechless. Bella finally unlocked her arms and began unbuttoning the other woman's jeans instead. The woman stood there, stunned, and then Bella smiled at her and pushed the jeans down and lowered herself to her knees.

"Oh god," the other woman said.

Bella chuckled to herself and then she leaned and licked at the fork of the other woman's crotch.

I was grinning in the closet with my heart beating wildly in my chest. I almost couldn't believe what I was seeing. Bella was kneeling there, on the floor of our bedroom, and she was topless and moaning and going down on this woman who she had been stalking for a couple days and would murder in a couple more. It was even better than doing it myself.

The butch woman wasn't completely shaved down there but the hair was trimmed and blonde and she moaned and stumbled from the tongue licking it and sat down unexpectedly on the bed. Bella took advantage of this new position and hooked her arms around the other woman's toned thighs and continued eating her out with her head trapped between the other woman's jeans and vagina. I watched them in amazement and after a while I got my phone out of my pocket and took a picture of them with Bella kneeling there, topless and almost naked aside from her black skirt, and the butch blonde moaning with her jeans around her knees and her face in a mixture of lust and distress. I'm sure my mate would love to see the picture later but perhaps Ms Paige McKinney might be curious about her partner Nicky's infidelity as well.

I tucked the phone back into my pocket and by now the butch woman was on the verge of coming. Her face had gone red and she was breathing loudly and she came with a surprisingly feminine cry as her handsome face scrunched up in shame.

Bella chuckled and kept licking for a bit and then she untangled her head from the other woman's jeans and rose and sat down beside her on the bed. The woman was struggling to catch her breath and she had no idea what to say, sitting there with her jeans down and this topless girl beside her. Bella grinned at her and kissed at her face a little bit.

"You gonna do me now?" she asked sexily. "Hm? It's only fair, right?"

The butch woman didn't seem capable of answering. I could see in her eyes she already deeply regreted coming upstairs but she couldn't leave either. Bella turned her mouth toward her own and kissed it and slowly the other woman succumbed. Her hand came up and touched one of Bella's soft teenage breasts. I watched from the closet, smiling as that hand squeezed and stroked. Bella moaned encouragement until the hand went down to her lap and slipped up her skirt. Bella giggled as the other woman rubbed the area inside her panties and then she giggled and flung herself backward on the bed and flipped up her skirt while opening her legs.

The butch woman was smiling by now even if it was a queasy smile and she removed Bella's panties before laying her face between Bella's thighs to eat her out. Bella moaned attractively and squirmed a little on the bed, heaving her hips at the other woman's tongue. I watched, breathless, and after a while she rolled her head toward the closet and looked at me. There was a smile on her face, an exultant smile of wanton sluttery, and she moaned even louder as she gazed into my eyes as if to make me feel it as well. She didn't need to. By now my underwear was wet and I had my jeans unbuttoned and my hand in my panties. I had never been turned on so much in my life. Bella smiled at me and smirked and revelled at the tongue that was licking at her naked vagina and finally, after a while, she orgasmed with a loud moan.

I stopped touching myself. My fingers were slick and my breathing wasn't as silent as it ought to be. I had to calm down.

Bella was still moaning and now she drew her legs together as the other woman rose and climbed off the bed and pulled up her jeans.

"Wow," Bella was saying. "That was really fun. You're not leaving already, are you?"

The butch woman refused to look at her. Her face had gone pale and there were tears in her eyes that she was trying to blink away. "Look, I gotta go," she said. "Tell your girlfriend to call someone else for the job."

Bella laughed and didn't bother trying to get her to stay. She had already won and I imagine she was eager to be alone with me again. I know I was.

The butch woman hurried out of the room and I could hear her boots jogging down the stairs. There was a pause as she gathered her things from the kitchen and then the front door opened and slammed shut again. After that there was the soft sound of a van starting up outside and driving away. Then nothing.

Silence.

Bella was still laying on the bed, topless and pantie-less and wearing nothing but a pair of boots and a skirt, and I was still in the closet. My heart was thudding against my ribcage like something trapped. I was afraid to come out because I didn't know what I would do to that girl on the bed, that slut, that whore, that sexy fucking—

"You can come out now," Bella said, rolling over to smile at the closet.

I took a deep breath to calm myself and then I pushed open the closet doors and emerged with my jeans unzipped and my hair dishevelled. Bella smiled at me and didn't get up. She just laid there with her tits exposed and her legs half open like the most satisfied slut in the world.

I glared at her for a moment and the look in my red-black eyes made her smile. The smile made me smirk. My chest was moving up and down and she had no idea what she had awakened inside me.

"You need a real woman, do you?" I asked her in a low growl.

Bella shrugged a bare shoulder innocently. I narrowed my eyes at her dangerously.

"You want me to show you a real woman, my love?"

She gave another shrug and a cocky scoff. "If you can."

That was it.

My vision flashed red and suddenly I grabbed one of her naked ankles and ripped her out of the bed. She yelped but shut up again as I threw her across the room. She bounced off the closet door and hit the floor and I snatched her up by the hair and bashed her head into the dresser. She gasped and flopped to the floor again, a fresh gash opening up on her head. Blood ran down her forehead and the scent of it only made me more wild. She was dazed and in no pain at all and she smiled up at me as I ripped my clothes off like a cavewoman. My top came away in shreds, my bra snapped. My jeans were torn from my legs and my panties as well and then I grabbed her head and shoved my vagina at her mouth. The thrust of my hips almost broke her nose but she moaned and latched onto my hips and began licking for all her slutty heart was worth. I hissed and ground myself against her teeth until I almost broke them and finally I climaxed in a savage orgasm that bucked my hips into her head and bounced her skull off the dresser.

Bella moaned and collapsed into the floor. Half her face was stained with blood but the wound wasn't deep. I looked down at her defeated form there and it was nice to know that I was still the dominant one of the relationship. Lately I had almost begun to doubt myself.

Bella looked up at me from the floor and the most beautiful, dazed, slavish smile passed over her red and makeup smudged mouth. The smile melted me inside but outwardly I only smirked and gave her naked body a kick of my foot.

"Move," I ordered. "I need to get clothes from the dresser."

Bella moaned at the command and crawled away from the dresser like a beaten dog.

I managed not to giggle gleefully but I really was so proud of myself.

And her. I was proud of her so much too.

It was about an hour later when we left the house and we spent the rest of the day relaxing and stalking, lounging in the car, flirting, teasing. But after what happened at the house we were both too much absorbed in each other to take much interest in our prey for the rest of the day so it was still fairly early when we decided to return to the mansion.

The sun was just going down outside, darkness descending over the land, and we were clinging to each other's arms like a honeymoon couple as we came in through the foyer. The chandelier above was glistening brightly but nothing was brighter than Bella herself. For hours she had not been able to stop talking about how perfect the day had been. It had been a like a rollercoaster for her. She had been raised up to the greatest heights of arrogance and seductiveness and then debased and bought low again by a rough raping. She was absolutely delighted to rediscover her spineless and puppet-like submissiveness although I'm sure it was only a matter of time before she became uppity again.

But for now I was enjoying it. She stopped in the foyer under the chandelier and smiled and twirled on the spot like an actress in a musical. She was laughing and her laughter made my heart swell.

"Thank you so much, Vicky," she was saying. "Today was really amazing."

I smiled and cupped her face. "You handled yourself extremely well. And I even got a photograph of the two of you that we can use for emotional torture of her partner."

But Bella smiled and shook her head, not interested in that right now. "I meant you," she said. "You were amazing. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to belong to you like that."

I smiled but I knew I shouldn't be too cocky. Bella was still a growing girl. Her feelings and her preferences were always going to be changing. Bella could see my slight reluctance to accept the compliment and she grinned as she continued.

"I'm serious, Vicky," I said. "You have to do things like that more often. Whenever you want, okay? I don't want you to ever start thinking of me as an equal or anything like that. I'll never be the woman you are. I might've seduced that butch chick, but so what. The only reason I even have confidence is because you gave it to me and I'll never be any more confident than what you allow me to be. Never forget, I'll always be your bitch."

I was still cupping her face beneath the chandelier and now I gave her cheek a caress. "And what a sweet little bitch you are."

She giggled once at that and I kissed her. Her lips were so soft and sweet. So submissive. Her words had warmed my heart but in the end they didn't matter. I wouldn't care if she was my bitch or my queen, my whole heart would belong to her no matter what.

I loved her.

It was about dinnertime by now and as I broke the kiss I thought I could smell the scent of something cooking in the kitchen. I turned and looked, wondering if Tanya or Kate or even perhaps Irena was preparing something for Bella.

"It seems there's something cooking," I said.

Bella smiled and laced her arm with mine for me to lead the way. I smiled at her and started across the foyer.

The oven was open as we entered the kitchen and two pairs of ovenmitts were reaching inside it to remove a large casserole dish and the mittens were worn by none other than Carmen. Bella and I both stopped. The Spanish woman turned to us with the casserole in her hands. She was wearing a red housedress with a white apron over it and she looked quite domestic with the ovenmitts and the casserole in her hands.

But most shocking of all, she smiled.

Bella and I glanced at each other. We didn't know what the fuck. We turned back to the Spanish woman and perhaps it wasn't much of a smile. Just a strained curve of her lips as if she was forcing herself to do it. She set the casserole dish on the kitchen sink and then pulled off her ovenmitts.

"I made you something to eat," she said. "I was hoping I could talk with you."

Bella glanced at me as if worried the casserole might be poisoned. Carmen was already scooping some of the casserole onto a large white plate. It was a chicken and beef stroganoff with vegetables. Bella cleared her throat and took a stool at the counter.

"Um, okay," she said. "Thanks."

Carmen set the plate before her and gave her a fork. Bella once again glanced at me and it felt like those kinds of glances she used to give me when seeking permission for something. I suppose they had returned along with her submissive side. I gave her a smile and nodded and she forked up a small piece of steaming chicken and popped it into her mouth.

Carmen was pouring her a glass of diet soda. No wine, of course. It would be immoral. I leaned a hip against the counter and smiled at her with playful suspicion.

"Talk about what?" I asked her.

Carmen hesitated and put the soda bottle back in the fridge and then she turned back to us and wiped her hands on her apron. "Tanya refuses to change her mind about…what you have proposed to her," she said. "So instead I've come to ask that you change yours instead."

I raised my eyebrows and tried not to smirk. Bella had less success. She snorted and kept eating with a grin. Carmen glanced at her, darkening slightly, and then turned back to me.

"This is difficult for me," she said. "I regret the friction I've caused within my coven and I would like for us to make amends. But I simply cannot sit idly by while two people under our very roof plot to murder an innocent couple. Please reconsider what you're planning. My coven-mates are not like you. They will regret this forever and it will be your fault."

Bella frowned at that. "We're not forcing anyone to do anything."

"Yes, you are," Carmen said, her voice gentle but insistent, genuinely worried about her coven. "Tanya is… Tanya…"

She seemed hesitant on how to proceed and quickly shook her head.

"Tanya is confused," she said. "But this isn't her. She's not like this. Don't do this to her, I beg you."

Bella seemed angry at that, poking at her plate with her fork. I knew how she felt. It wasn't our intention to harm anyone but our victims. We cared about Tanya as well and all we wanted to do was liberate both her and all the Denali's from their self-imposed punishment.

"I'm sorry, Carmen," I said to the Spanish woman. "I can appreciate your point of view, but Tanya is more than capable of making her own decisions. Feel free to dis-include yourself from the hunt, but please try to understand that your way of thinking isn't the only way."

Carmen's eyes darkened in frustration. She was simply too stubborn and self-righteous to believe anyone but herself was correct. Bella snorted again and continued eating.

"What's your problem, anyway?" she asked in a voice sharpened with just a bit of anger. "Why don't you just join us?"

Carmen turned to glare at her. "I could never participate in something so vulgar and unholy."

Bella grinned with a bit of stroganoff on her mouth. "Wow, that's so moral and impressive," she said mockingly. Then she leaned on her stool as if to look behind the woman. "Hey, what's that poking out from your dress? I think there's a giant stick up your butt!"

I covered my mouth with my fingers to hide the smile. It was just such an amusing visual. But the brightness of my red eyes did not escape the Spanish woman's notice. Her own eyes hardened and she lifted her chin proudly. Bella laughed and tried to calm her down.

"Come on, lighten up," she said. "Look, why don't you just come up to our room and let us fuck you? Hm? You'll feel a lot better, trust me. You need to get laid more than any woman I've ever seen."

Bella laughed again and in her defence she was quite genuine in her offer. She wasn't being mean. But the finer virtues of carnal intimacy were lost on the uptight Spaniard and she snorted in disgust and ripped off her apron and threw it to the ground like a lady-matador.

"This was pointless," she announced. "You are both vile and disgusting creatures and I hope you burn in hell."

She then stormed out of the kitchen.

I watched her go with a smile, not particularly offended. Quite the contrary. I admired passion and ardency of heart in all its forms.

Bella, on the other hand, had frozen with the fork halfway to her mouth.

Something about that final insult had triggered an anger in her that I wasn't sure I had seen before. I could practically see it twisting up her insides as she sat on that kitchen stool with her dark eyes blank with shock and fury. I was quite worried about her and I thought I ought to say something to calm her down quickly.

"Well," I said. "I guess even your powers of seduction have their limits, hm? Oh well, no matter. Why don't you finish eating and—"

Bella threw the fork across the kitchen and wrenched herself off the stool.

The fork hit a cupboard and the stool tipped over and clattered on the kitchen tiles and already Bella was running after the Spanish woman who had insulted her. I was shocked and I had actually gasped out loud at the outburst.

"Bella," I said. "Bella—"

Bella raced out into the foyer where the Spanish woman was crossing toward the stairs and called out.

"Hey!"

The rough shout echoed throughout the whole mansion. The Spanish woman paused at the base of the stairs and turned back, half in shock, half in indignation. I had come lagging behind my mate and now I stood back slightly to watch what she was going to do. I had no idea.

The other members of the house had heard the shout as well and now all three of them appeared on the upperbalcony in a flash of vampire speed. Kate, Tanya, and Irena, all three blondes in a row of ascending height, standing at the balustrade and watching below like spectators at an opera. They had come running in case of some emergency but now they just waited.

Carmen was aghast at being accosted like this and she stepped forward under the chandelier, clad in red and wearing red heels. Bella glared at her and shouted across the distance between them.

"Just what the fuck is your problem?" she demanded. "Me and Vicky have done nothing but be nice to you ever since we got here and all you've done is act like a fucking bitch!"

"Silence!" hissed the Spanish woman. "Do not dare speak to me that way!"

But that only emboldened Bella further. Her dark eyes flared and she marched up to the other woman and poked at her chest with a finger. "Or what? Huh? What are you gonna do, Carmen? Hit me? Kill me? Nah, you don't do that shit, do you? You're too good for that. Instead you're not gonna do anything but stand there like a stupid, pathetic, self-righteous little—"

Slap!

Bella's face flung to the side with Carmen's hand print across it. I flinched at the impact. Kate gasped up in the balcony and Irena and Tanya shared a glance as if ready to intervene. I was ready as well but I was mesmerized at the same time. I wanted this to happen. I wanted to see what they would do.

Bella's face spun back to the Spanish woman in a flare of dark hair and she glared at her in pure black rage and until finally a strangled scream came out of her.

"You bitch!" she shrieked, launching herself at her like a wildcat. "You fucking—!"

Carmen backpeddled under the chandelier and tried to catch Bella's hands but it was impossible to do without hurting her or snapping a wrist. Bella slapped at her and scratched and threw a few clobbering punches and then she just grabbed two handfuls of the Spanish woman's long black hair.

"Come here," she growled. "Come here, you fucking—"

Bella forced her mouth onto the other woman's and shoved her tongue inside.

This seemed to petrify the Spanish woman and suddenly she did nothing as Bella kissed her and ground their teeth together and flung a leg around her. After a moment a low moan came out of Carmen and she began to resist in despair, pushing at the girl but unable to use all her supernatural strength in fear of hurting her. Bella only kissed her harder and more savagely, wrapping her legs around her like an anaconda until the Spanish woman lost her footing in her high heels and they both crashed to the ground beneath the chandelier.

I watched, spellbound. Bella was growling like an animal. The three blonde Denali sisters were watching as well from up on the balcony, none of them making any move. Carmen was struggling but not only against Bella. There was something else besetting her as well, something that made her moan and writhe. Her chest was heaving. One of the shoulderstraps of her dress had been broken in the melee and one of her large olivecolored breasts was exposed. Bella had the dark nipple between her teeth and she was gnawing at it. Carmen groaned helplessly and could not seem to do anything. She was pushing at Bella's hair and she tried to roll away but Bella went lower and ripped down her panties. Carmen moaned and tried to keep her thighs closed but Bella growled at them like a wolf and got them open and began devouring the wet vagina they were trying to protect.

Carmen was crying by now from sheer helplessness. She was being overpowered and raped by a seventeen year old girl. By her tongue. The tongue was squirming inside her and the rest of her body was squirming as well on the tiled floor. Heaving. Moaning. Bella had her arms hooked around the Spanish woman's weakened thighs and she did not let go even as the Spanish woman pushed at her head feebly and she licked and licked and munched at that vagina until Carmen heaved and cried and climaxed with her face strained to the chandelier above.

I was stunned. The other Denali women were as well. Carmen was sobbing and crying and desperately trying to pull up her panties. Bella was breathless and panting and suddenly she reared away from the other woman in disgust and scrambled to her feet and spat at Carmen's face with her own vaginal fluid.

"There," she hissed. "Who's the vile whore now?"

Carmen sniffed and stumbled to her feet and ran to the door before accelerating into a blur of red that burst out of the mansion and disappeared into the night.

She had left behind one of her shoes. It sat there on its side on the marble tiles. A simple red pump. Bella was still panting and her dark hair was in wild disarray around her face like a witch or worse. Her chest was heaving up and down and she looked up at the balcony. Kate, Irena, and Tanya were still up there. They had been silent the entire time and they remained silent under the slow sweep of Bella's dark eyes. They shared glances. Then they stepped back and moved away in that same silence.

Bella's mouth was dry from all the panting and adrenaline and now she swallowed and turned and looked at me. I was just standing there. I had been impressed earlier in the day but now I was outright in awe.

She swallowed again to get her breathing under control and then she walked toward me. Her eyes began to soften and a smile poked at the corners of her mouth. I cupped her face for a moment and then I stroked her hair to straighten it up a little.

"Well," I said. "After that display, I'm not sure how much of a bitch you are. I think you may be more of a wolf, hm?"

Bella smiled and chuckled once, still breathing heavy. She looked down for a moment, almost demurely, and then she lifted the smile back to me.

"Take me upstairs, Vicky," she said. "I only want to be yours."

I smiled and placed a kiss on her lips. "At once, my love."

Then I scooped her up into my arms and carried her up the stairs.

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AN: Whew, this was a hard one, lol. I think it turned out really well, though. I like how each scene trumped the one before it, escalating until it climaxed with the scene with Carmen. And that was only the beginning, lol. Carmen's gonna take a little more work than that but I think it was a good start. ;)

Okay, hope you liked it. I think one more chapter of preparation, and then the big hunt. :)