it wasn’t enough. He had specific fantasies, and being hard didn’t bring out his lust. I had to go into his head and give him the fantasy he wanted — a naked girl on her knees, worshiping his cock. I had to make him not care that I was drinking him down, taking in his soul. Draining his life force. Killing him.”
There was more to it, and Etta clearly wanted Kelsey’s housemates to fully understand what she’d done.
“I went into his head and turned the bystanders into his audience, watching him dominate and control the bitch at his feet. He preferred raping women to having sex with them. He wanted them to hate it, to fight, to cry, to feel violated. I didn’t want him in my pussy, so I used my mouth and made him see it as all of my holes. When he no longer had the energy to fuck me, I had to make him think he was still fucking me.”
“As far as difficult scenarios go, he was about as difficult as it will ever be, Kelsey,” Etta told her. “If we’d had time to wait for a better specimen, I would have waited. This was what we had available though, so the duck is who you had to work with.”
Etta looked up to Eunice. “We didn’t allow her to drink his blood, other than the few sips needed to gain access to his head, and to make him hard. She needed to understand what it feels like to be full of life-force energy when she isn’t fully sated by blood.” Her gaze shifted to Collosa. “You opted not to go. Why?”
“I didn’t need to see her being trained. If she tells me it’s safe to be around her, I’ll believe her. If she warns me it might not be, we’ll figure out how to keep everyone safe. I’m a security specialist, so I knew we could figure it out. With you involved, looks like a lot of that is being handled, but you have to know we’re going to have our own little meeting about how to make sure everyone who lives at this address stays safe. Everyone.” He took a breath. “We also protect our guests, so that will also mean making certain the security keeps you safe.”
14
Eunice went to bed early Saturday night and wished he could sleep until after sunup, but knew he’d wake early and need to work out — as always.
Sure enough, when he awakened the clock said it was barely after four in the morning, and he closed his eyes and blew out a breath.
There were too many people in the house. Too many emotions from a vampire who spilled them all over the fucking place. Before this had happened, he’d thought Kelsey was entirely too happy and too naïve to be a fucking vampire. She’d lost some of that when she’d killed the damned duck shifter, and it made him sad.
The most annoying part of it was that he wanted to protect her from the world instead of helping her toughen up so she’d be ready for it.
Collosa had been absolutely right about the way Marco and Etta chose to teach Kelsey about this new power of hers. It’d been brutal as fuck, but it’d done the job in one night. He got out of bed, dressed, and heard the heartbeats of Fabio and Collosa from the hallway. Both seemed to be sleeping peacefully. He made his way to the first floor, then to the den, and stood in the doorway, watching Kelsey and Etta play a racing game against each other. Evan had installed two eagles as security before leaving, and one of them was standing near a window, watching Eunice.
“I’m gonna run through the forest behind the house,” he told the room, without focusing on anyone in particular. “I have a three-mile trail, lots of elevation changes. You ladies want to join me?” He frequently ran the trail two to four times, but he didn’t figure Kelsey would be up to that.
Kelsey paused the game, and Etta gave an annoyed growl. Clearly, Kelsey was the teacher when it came to the video game, which explained why she’d been winning.
“That sounds nice,” Kelsey said. “I regularly ran a three kilometer—” She stopped and rolled her eyes. “That would be nearly a two-mile route through the city, because my former master insisted upon activities to push my strength and power.” She sighed. “I think running will be good, to