Chapter 294: The Thirst

Two days later.

"Ahh~... it's good to be whole again," I exhaled constantly, my fingers trailing along my legs and down over my bare feet. No trace of a crack. Not even a hint that I had once shattered into a thousand shards.

My girls would be happy. They had watched over me—and my holes—faithfully, to the point of actually refusing to leave my side or to rest at all. I had to yell, order, and threaten to make them go and do something.

"My family is the best," I nodded as if it was official, a fact that could never be changed or discussed.

They loved and cherished me unconditionally.

Moving a bit more, I groaned and stretched out across the cool stone, relishing every minute with my fully repaired and deliciously naked body. My crimson eyes shifted lower to my lovely big round belly. In the next 30 minutes, nearly all of my pregnancies are going to leave this tummy and come into the world. Goblin, Kitsune, Wolfkin, Rabbitkin and Holstaur. The Fabbit still needs more days along with the Centaur and... Well Me, my copy.

"Ahh~... I missed this tummy," I smirked as I stroked my engorged stomach. There is something about a pregnant belly that turns me on. I guess being the goddess of breeding this was normal, but hey, no judging, I was already like this before I ascended to godhood.

Speaking of godhood, in the past two days I did a little testing regarding my aspects. Breeding was straightforward, anything sexual my followers do or happen inside my domain, feeds into my divinity. From the simple seductive wink to spreading legs and pushing babies.

War was also straightforward but harder than breeding. It will gain strength and divinity only in acts that could be considered warfare. For now, only Sukal's training with the Wolfkin counts as a real warring act feeding into my aspect.

Blood and Night were the tricky and complicated ones. The Blood aspect is related to my blood magic and vampire side, probably the second aspect I understood more, but in order to feed this aspect, preparations were needed.

Night is the most vague and complicated one, often symbolizing secrecy, dreams, illusions, stealth, assassination, and veiled truths. An aspect that can affect and support the other three. For example, a breeding session under the moonlight would contribute to both the Breeding and Night aspects. The latter wouldn't get much though, but it's not zero.

So that's why I decided to merge the Blood and Night aspects together. They are suited to each other perfectly and putting together a solid plan was easy, and the main key to my new little project was of course my lovely Daywalker.

"Yo!" V greeted with a lazy smirk the moment I teleported to the training chamber in the nightmare tower, her fangs were deep in the wolf-man's neck and literally sucking him dry. The guy looks like a mummy, the skin clinging to his bones, his eyes rolled back, cock still twitching like it hadn't accepted death just yet.

"Having fun, V?" I asked, grinning widely, admiring the view.

"Yup." She pulled back, and a thin trail of blood dripped down the corner of her mouth. "You wanna taste, Mother?"

"No need, keep drinking," I said, waving my hand. "He's almost drained."

"Nah, I think I'm good," she shrugged, patting the wolf mummy's chest, then pushing him aside. "His blood is... lightweight. No matter how much I drink, it's not filling at all."

"That's because you're a newborn vampire," I replied, taking steps toward her. "You're like a kid tasting sweets for the first time. You can't get enough, and your mind is tricking you into believing that you're still hungry. However, with time you'll learn and your senses will adjust."

"Hmm... I guess you're right," she nodded, her crimson eyes locking on mine. She took a moment to think about something and then a frown appeared on her face.

"This will be problematic," she said, massaging her eyes. "Getting distracted with blood, will hinder my senses and make me an easy prey."

"You're right, and this is why I'm here," I smiled kindly. "I'll teach you how to control the thirst and use it as a tool. But first," I grabbed her face with both hands and forced her to look at me, "you will listen, and obey every word and every order. Got it?"

"Yes, Mother," V replied, a faint smile appearing on her lips but that smile vanished, replaced by a shock when she saw my pregnant belly, her red eyes went wide, and her jaw dropped.

"Is this..." she gasped, eyes still on the belly, "HOLY SHIT!.... I'M A BIG SISTER NOW!!!"

"CONGRATULATIONS TO ME.... YAAAY!"

"Hehehe," I chuckled at V's enthusiastic, if somewhat delayed, reaction. "Yes, V, you're going to be a big sister. Isn't that exciting?"

V's shock turned to awe as she reached out, tentatively placing her hand on my belly.

"Wow, this is... incredible. I can feel them moving."

"They're strong and healthy. Just like their big sister," I smiled, placing my hand over hers.

"Hah... you really think so?" she asked, her other hand gently rubbing my belly. "I want to have kids too. Is it hard?"

"Don't worry, I'll carry them for you."

"Eh?" V blinked, staring at me for a full minute before my words clicked and her face turned beet red.

"W-W-W-Wha–wait, you would… for me? Like—big pregnant? With my kids? Our kids?"

"Of course," I grinned, leaning forward with a teasing smirk. "I want to carry your children in my womb. Or do you want me to plant mine inside your tight belly instead?"

BOOF!

My words had the desired effect, and V's face grew so hot I swore steam came out of her ears. She stuttered and blushed so adorably that it made me giggle, and want to tease her more.

"NO!.... Absolutely NOT! I-I-I don't want a child now... or a pregnancy," she shook her head, taking a few steps back. "I... I'm too young."

"You're forty, V," I pointed out, raising an eyebrow. "Come on, a hundred babies will make a good start."

"NOOO! Stop!" She covered her ears and shook her head, like a kid refusing to eat the vegetables, before she ran off in the opposite direction.

"Pfftt, HAHAHAHAHAHAA! Oh man, I'm sorry V, but you're such an easy target," I laughed, watching her running like a headless chicken.

....

After a little fun and teasing, I ordered V to sit in the middle of the chamber in the same lotus pose as before. The only difference was that this time, I locked her inside a glass sphere.

"The thirst for blood is the most dangerous thing for a newborn vampire," I said, my voice echoing inside the chamber. "As a Daywalker, your thirst would be less but still existent, and if not controlled and mastered, you will descend to madness, becoming a bloodthirsty berserk-like beast."

"Understood, Mother," V nodded, her voice sounding a bit odd because of the glass sphere.

"Good," I nodded, preparing to snap my fingers. "There are four stages to the thirst. I'll simulate them one by one, and you must reach stage four without losing your mind."

"Can you do that, V?"

"Yes," she nodded, her eyes focused on me, not a hint of fear in them.

"Good, because the process will be painful," I warned her. "If you think you can't do it, tell me and I'll end it."

"Don't worry, Mother, I can take it," she said with a confident grin.

"Okay, then here we go," I smirked, snapping my fingers, and the next moment half of V's blood left her body in a violent gush of crimson mist, siphoned straight into the runic letters inscribed on the glass sphere's interior.

"!!!" V's body jolted—eyes wide, fangs bared, breath ripped from her lungs in a harsh gasp. Her skin paled more instantly, veins darkening beneath the surface like ink bleeding through paper. But she didn't scream. Not yet.

"Stage one," I announced, my voice calm and controlled. "This is the initial shock. Your body is reacting to the sudden loss of blood. Focus, V. Feel the thirst, but do not let it consume you."

"I... I can feel it," she ground out, her voice hoarse with effort. "It's like a fire burning inside me."

"Good," I nodded, satisfied with her response. "Now you must live with it for a time until your body and soul adapt to the thirst."

"Ugh... it feels like an itch," she frowned, "the urge to scratch it is strong."

"Focus! And stop talking," I barked, covering the glass with mana, and blocking the outside world from her. V needs time to get used to the feeling, and I'll be sure that nothing distracts her.

However, I need some distraction while waiting, and there is one thing that my dick was begging me to do.

"It's been a while," I said with a grin as I took a step forward. Toward the Doberman, I just summoned here.

"I hope you prepared that furry ass of yours because I'm not in the mood for a gentle breeding."

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