All Chapters of THE VICTIMS: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"What am I doing?" I thought to myself as I spread my legs and felt Aric fumbling with his underwear.When I felt his prod, I immediately forgot about the inquiry.There was a tap on the door just as he was about to slide inside."What?!Aric's voice bellowed, and I got the willies listening to it.Across the threshold, a disembodied voice remarked, "I'm sorry to bother you, master, but Lady Josephine is come to see you."He slammed his head into my chest and muttered an expletive.Aric and I let out a sigh of relief as he freed his arms and legs from mine and we both rose.I lay there, panting, while he fumbled into his underwear.With some effort, he could zip himself in, at which point he apologized and stated, "You need to get up and get dressed."When she nodded, I pulled myself up and forgot I was nude.Aric's lustful gaze served as a reminder.I tiptoed around him, trying not to make any touch as I made my way to my dresser.Aric grabbed my waist and pulled me close, pressing m

While two people, a guy and a woman, went around the room on hushed feet, picking up the pieces of my shattered breakfast plates, I sat quietly in one of the recliners.I was tempted to approach them and inquire about Aric and my status as a slave, but I restrained myself. I wasn't a slave; I was a pet, and though the distinction between the two was hazy at best, I was certain that my existence was far superior to theirs.The most striking difference between us was our attire; I sat curled up in brand-new vampire garb while they wore baggy, deep-blue jumpsuits and uncomfortably-fitting work boots.Neither of them appeared to have eaten well in years, but I had been given mountainous helpings of exquisite food at nearly every meal.After they had left and the door had been secured again, my thoughts turned to what had been planned before Aric had been called away.Was I seriously going to engage in sexual activity with a vampire?When did it become acceptable?Human sex slaves did exis

I graciously accepted Aric's offer of assistance in standing up.Every breath hurt like a knife stabbing into my chest. He walked me into the bathroom and hoisted me carefully until I was perched on the counter.No matter how I positioned my arms to grab my sweater, I winced in pain as I tried to pull it over my head.Finally, I had to give up and let Aric try to remove it.The knitted cloth caught on several of my chest hairs when he raised it."Stop!" Due to the excruciating pain, I screamed and nearly passed out.Oh God, I sputtered, trying to push back the inky depths that were tearing at my vision.Aric responded, "Okay," and then left the room. I believe I'll have to end it. There seems to be no other option, in my opinion.Having come to the same conclusion, I gave him my assent, eager for this ordeal to finally be done.Aric retreated to me, a few centimeters of nail growth on his index finger.After seeing firsthand the razor-sharpness of a vampire's claws, I was confident he

I held my breath and comforted Aric while he drank, cradling his head in my arms like a newborn.I suppose I could have let him summon a servant, but I preferred that he feed directly from me for reasons I can't even begin to fathom.The least I could do after he spent so much time and effort helping me remove the splinters was to offer him a drink. Never before have I heard of a master going to such lengths for their pet.His hands ran up and down my back as he drew me closer in his arms.The claws of his fingers dug into my back as he hoisted me off the floor.He pulled his fangs away from my flesh and licked the cut to seal it.As I laid my head on his shoulder, I felt his fingers ease off my back and begin making little circles on my skin.Can you take care of yourself? Because of Aric's question, I straightened up from where I'd been slouching because of dizziness.I finally dared to look at him and said, "I suppose so."How are you doing now? I looked into his ebony eyes and inq

When I saw a group of tiny white blossoms trying to break through the thick pine needles covering the ground, I bent down and brushed the pungent needles aside.After selecting a couple, I rubbed my hands together to release the flower's delicious, spicy aroma.I held out my cupped palms to Aric and said, "Here, sniff."He bent forward and took a smell, seeming doubtful.He then stood back up and added, "Spicy."I sniffed my hands again and told him, "It's phlox." "Once upon a time, my father owned a book about wildflowers. I read it about twenty times before he finally agreed to swap it."I wiped my hands on my knees, got to my feet, and continued my investigation.If I didn't find anything interesting, I'd glance to Aric for approval to continue exploring.Seeing his approval, I descended the steep hill toward the running stream. The road was in terrible shape as I emerged from the woods.To get a better look at the river, I sprinted over the cracked asphalt, enjoying the roar of th