Blood Passion

Viktoria lounged about in bed, arms outstretched onto the empty sheets. Jetlag had kicked in hard and walloped her over the skull like a mace. She wanted nothing more than to sleep in bed without a second thought.

"Mom! Mom!" a girly voice called out past the bedroom door. "Mom! Wake up!"

"Damn...I just want to sleep more this morning," Viktoria groaned, turning over in bed.

"I need advice, what looks hotter?" the girl asked, holding two outfits as she burst through the door. "I think this makes me look more like a slut but I know guys go wild for the uniform look."

"What are you talking about?" Viktoria asked. "Katherine, you go to a private school. You always wear the same uniform."

"I know, mom, this is for afterwards. I heard certain guys like me and I want to tease them," she giggled.

"Don't be stupid, Kate. Guys are animals. If we did not have rules and laws, we'd be bent over any and all surfaces when given the chance."

Viktoria sat up, rubbing her eyes. She wore nothing up top, her large, firm tits bouncing out from under the satin sheets.

"You told me guys like to be teased. I'm only doing what you told me," Katherine retorted.

"I distinctly remember saying for a guy you'll get with. Teasing and not putting out is playing with fire, and I won't have my baby raped like a piece of meat."

"You worry too much. All the guys at school are pussies anyways. I show a little leg and they buy me whatever I want. I've got lunch for the entire year and the school term only begun."

"Don't tease your cousin. He will spread those legs of yours, and he will not stop until he is satisfied."

"Nah, he'll do what I say. I'm your younger model. If you're a ten, I've got to be an eleven," Katherine bragged.

"Next time I go visit, I'll get two plane tickets," Viktoria replied, calling her bluff.

"Sure...yeah, that sounds good," Katherine mumbled, shyly.

Her bravado quickly leaked away under the realization she would have to put out. Viktoria reached out and pulled her eighteen year old daughter in for a tight hug.

"Don't hurry into growing up. I put a lot of pressure on you about legacy and the family but you're still eighteen. You need to be careful though, I'm serious. This is not some game or TV show but the real world. Some people do not care about going to prison if it means getting some young pussy."

"How did your first time feel?" Katherine tentatively asked, looking away shyly.

"Nothing special. Threw it away with a high school crush. He lasted thirty seconds and left in sixty. Wham, bam, thank you ma'am. I never felt so cheap in my life. This was before I met your father, but even he cannot do much between the sheets."

"Is it going to hurt a lot? You said there will be pain and bleeding the first time."

"Depends on if he takes the time to warm you up. Your cousin has a magical tongue. Keep yourself clean down there and he'll make that toy of yours become obsolete," Viktoria purred.

Katherine did not try to hide she had a few sex toys hidden in her room. Viktoria found them while cleaning one day. Don't ask, don't tell.

"Your cousin is a stud, Katherine. He'll be waiting for you when you feel the time is right. He is busy pounding his mother every night so he will not be going far. So that means you need to tempt him the first time, take control a little, show him you're the better model as you put it."

Viktoria rubbed Katherine's cheek with the soft side of her hand, gently stroking it to put her daughter at ease. The other hand dropped down to rub and stroke her side over the school uniform, a soft, romantic gesture that immediately got the young girl's pussy wet.

"Learn from mommy. Do to him what mommy does to you and he'll forget about fucking his mother or aunt."

Viktoria started gently kissing Katherine's cheek, making a pathway to her neckline and ear lobe. Soft kisses pecked along the feminine jawline to the destination. Katherine breathed in heavily, audibly, now reaching out to hug her mother.

"He will ravish you and make you his. He absolutely loves his sexy aunt. If you're my improved model, don't let me down."

Viktoria's hand groped between Katherine's legs, rubbing three fingers over the dripping teenage cunt. Even though she rubbed over some pants, the familiar scent filled the room. Having her daughter in the palm of her hand snapped Viktoria out of that jetlag, focusing on the delicacy standing before her.

Sniffing in deeply, Katherine smelled different compared to before leaving to visit the family. The blood flowing gave off a sweet smell, an intoxicating smell, tempting Viktoria immediately.

"Mommy, your fingers feel good. Keep rubbing me," Katherine moaned, rubbing her own tits roughly.

Having tossed the outfits aside, Katherine fell into lust as knees buckled from the intense rubbing.

"Do you think he'll be turned on by a selfish bitch?" Viktoria chided her child. "You're busy feeling yourself up while mommy is doing all the work. He is going to have his mother, myself, and you but he only has one cock. Which hole is he going to stick it in? The woman who worships him and lavishes him with praise and a massage, or a selfish cunt who is more focused on feeling herself up instead of doing her duty?"

Katherine nodded, removing one hand to reach out and stroke her mothers face. Inexperienced, despite some practice together, the young girl tried to caress the gorgeous face sensually. The rubbing did not help as the pleasure only made Katherine focus on herself and her immediate needs.

"Our duty is to please him, Katherine. His cum will give us long lasting beauty and unspeakable powers, but only if he cums and cums often. You're my daughter but he is the leader of the clan. We serve him not the other way around. Do you understand?"

"Yes, mommy, I understand...fuck...my pussy is on fire. Please, keep rubbing it. It feels so good."

Viktoria immediately took her hand away, frustrating Katherine's intense heat. She tossed off the covers and laid back, legs spread open wide, and motioned her daughter forward with a single finger.

"I'll have to train you myself, Katherine. I don't have a cock but my cunt is a magnificent substitute. You can practice on me like a good girl. Strip for me first though."

Katherine nodded, suddenly shy, as any speck of bravado from discussing teasing guys at the school had completely evaporated in the dominating presence of her mother. The young woman slowly took off her top, pulling it from the bottom so her flat stomach teased Viktoria's eye sight. While not as big as Viktoria's, Katherine's tits looked large and luscious enough in a hot red bra.

"My naughty daughter, wearing such a bra to school, it is a shame you and Nik are not classmates. I know he'd enjoy getting a peak of that," Viktoria stated, licking her lips. "Leave it on."

Katherine nodded, crawling onto the bed like a cat. Made to perform the action during a previous sexual encounter with her mother, Katherine purred, remembering the lesson. It took a week before her ass stopped burning when sitting down. Her face sunk into the sweet smelling pussy, sniffing it and rubbing the nose along the clit. It tickled a little, making Viktoria laugh, but Katherine did not stop. Now her tongue entered the fray, slowly licking the wet hole. It tasted different than she remembered though.

"That's a good girl. Just lick and suck my pussy. Pretend it is your cousin's cock. It is a big one so it'll take you a lot of practice to fully envelope him into your hot throat. My jaw is still sore after my final night with him. Damn, my sister is one lucky woman."

Viktoria reached forward, running lithe fingers through Katherine's hair and helped push her face into the soaking wet pussy. Dominating her daughter, she hoped to teach how to please a man so Nik would focus on getting her pregnant. With both of them being similar ages, it made sense for them to pair up to rebuild the purity of the clan.

"Stick it in deeper, Katherine, I want you to be a good slut. Mommy will need a good cunt licker until we can visit Nik again. Do you want me to tell you how good he fucked me? Do you want me to tell you how he'll make you a real woman, and open up all your holes in complete and utter bliss?"

Katherine's cunt moistened more at hearing her mother talk dirty, reaching underneath to begin fingering herself as well. The long tongue started rummaging in deep, licking up the delicious motherly honey. Something tasted odd about the cunt juice. Katherine did not know what to make of it.

"Mom, your pussy tastes different. You didn't just piss, did you?" Katherine asked.

"No, baby, you're probably tasting Nik's cum. I made sure to keep it inside me for as long as possible. I wanted to feel his seed in my womb. How does it taste?"

"Sorta sweet, and my mouth feels flushed like I need more of it. It tastes good though."

"It'll taste even better straight from the tap. He fucked my face a good five minutes, making me gag like I was a high school harlot. Fuck, I really need to figure out how to get us over there."

Victoria shoved Katherine's face back into her cunt as she felt close to orgasming and wanted to spray it down her daughter's mouth. Gripping Katherine's hair roughly, she pushed her daughter's face in closer to the delicious honey pot. Nik would undoubtable grab her as such so why act any differently? Letting out a loud moan, sweet liquid squirted from the honey pot, filling Katherine's young, inexperienced mouth. She tried to drink as much as possible but inevitably some spilled onto the bed, running down the sides of her pretty mouth.

Viktoria gasped. Euphoria consumed her consciousness, not allowing Katherine's face to retract for air. For the rest of the evening she kept Katherine between her long legs, licking and tonguing the sensitive pussy until it orgasmed again and again.

X

Viktoria spent the evening researching various shipping companies, checking to see what kind of quality control and shipping guarantees they offered for frozen products. In order to keep supplied with sperm to keep her youth and beauty in check, and also not risk any negative side-effects by going off it cold turkey in an uncontrolled environment, she'd need Nik's sperm transported to the west coast. Viktoria did not want Katherine to sneak anymore tastes of Nik's sperm too, wanting her to taste it personally from the tap.

Secrecy also needed to be ensured as she could not risk her husband finding out about the special deliveries. Finding a safe area to conceal the vials would need to be constructed, somewhere, which added to the list of problems. Viktoria blamed herself for not having all this setup long before Nik's eighteenth birthday arrived. She knew this situation would happen, knew what needed to get done, but she hoped they would have moved a lot closer to his side of the country by then. They did not and she failed to act. Not her finest moment, and a hard hit to her arrogant pride.

Search after search, call after call, she made contact with various shipping and refrigeration companies around the state, putting out feelers. She'd make further enquiries after double-checking their references and track record. As the phone calls went by, one by one, she thought of where to hide the goods. A simple mini-fridge could hold a good amount but what would prevent someone, like her husband or his friends, from wanting a peek to grab a soda or beer? A lock would arouse suspicion and make people ask questions. If she put it in her office it would be easy to claim security, not wanting someone to go through it and sneak out drinks and/or replace them. Doing so would mean less, and harder, access to the goods in case of an emergency.

Around and around Viktoria thought about the situation while on hold. One problem solved led to more questions to fix. It made her head hurt but it had to be accomplished as soon as possible.

"I need to find a way to move us to the east coast within the next year. Actually, no, moving is not an option," Viktoria realized, feeling dumb. "He moves for college. Who knows where he'll end up because we do not know which schools will want him depending on how the season unfolds. Fuck, this is going to be a longer fix than I thought. What if he gets a shot in Europe, or Krystal manages to swing something there? I should ask these companies about their overseas service rates. I should do it now that it is fresh in my mind instead of waiting like I did for now."

Viktoria rubbed her forehead, annoyed at herself. Looking at her watch, she had been on the line with companies for a couple hours. Thankfully, the grunt work for a new dress design had already been completed before the trip out east, allowing her this small reprieve but tomorrow the company would be starting a new line of dresses for a celebrity, taking up all of her time.

With the office phone between her shoulder and ear, she took out her cell, texting Veronika parts of the plan.

"Make sure you're starting the process soon. You'll need to fill up the jars and freeze the jam so they do not go bad," she wrote in code. "I'm working the logistics on this end for shipping."

While most people who read it would believe they were talking about homemade jam, they knew it to actually be Nik's sperm. Viktoria told Veronika about the code during the trip. Veronika had it easy, although for morbid reasons, as with no husband or boyfriend, she could fuck Nik any time regardless of distance. Viktoria, being married, had to play a stealth game. Any hint of deceit or suspicion towards infidelity would create unwanted questions and complications. Putting aside the entire vampiric biology which would get her a sentence to a loony bin, incest not being legal made this relationship a prison sentence.

Not wanting to go to jail, or a psych ward, Viktoria focused on codes in case their messages were revealed. She already texted Nik a few naughty suggestions, carried away in the heat of the moment, but quickly she told him to delete them all as she would do as well. They would also need to create their own sexy code. Harems ain't easy, nor are the real world legal challenges faced when partaking in them, vampiric or otherwise.

X

Katherine sat on her bed, looking through fashion magazines she got from her mother. Each page she studied how the girls posed for the camera, how each subtle gesture radiated for the lens. She would read and study a page or two, then stand up in front of the mirror and practice them. Sometimes she'd strike the pose correctly, while other times the movement and angles felt unnatural despite them performed by real humans.

Having a mother as a top fashion designer led her down a path paved with similar interests. Crafting makeup for her friends brought a tingle of joy up her spine, as well as critiquing their outfits. She happily gave her friends, and others in the school makeovers, practicing what she learned in the magazines and from Viktoria.

This moment though, Katherine posed for herself. Specifically, she posed to see how she'd look for Nik. She did not want to disappoint her mother, knowing how important this would be. She got 'the talk', more in-depth than a typical conversation about the birds and the bees. They were near in age, the perfect and natural choice to have children together. Aside from the questions of an aunt or mother suddenly becoming pregnant, no one would question another teenage pregnancy. They would never need to acknowledge who the father was, and seeing her and Nik were cousins, no one would question family helping look after family.

The pill did not taste bitter but it also did not taste sweet. The future already wrote itself in the stars for her, and currently she accepted the hand fate dealt her. Viktoria did everything to raise and support her, providing the best schooling, extracurriculars and clothing. She had no concerns over needs and wants, living a luxurious life with two loving parents. Inside, Katherine felt she owed accepting the family legacy rather than shunning it like Aunt Krystal.

"I wonder if he'll think I'll make a beautiful wife," she judged, looking at herself in the mirror while posing. "I'm sure he will. If he fucked mom, he'll definitely want to fuck me."

Stopping the pose for a moment, Katherine took a large, deep breath and looked at a different page in the magazine.

"This is fucked though. Vampires? Incest? Harems? What kind of freak started this whole family tree?" she thought to herself.

While she had doubts, she also knew the stories Viktoria told her of kings and queens never getting to choose who they married in the old days. Always an arranged marriage for political purposes. Never for love.

"At least he is kind and handsome. He could have been a fat, ugly, asshole. You hit the jackpot," her mom said during a previous conversation about the way of things.

For eighteen years she led a happy, normal life without a care in the world. Now she got hit with the bombshell on her birthday that she would be metaphorically married off to her cousin to reboot their family legacy. What of her dad though? What would happen to him? Her and Viktoria did not speak much about it. She already cheated on him with Nik. Was that fair? Was it all a lie?

Katherine had a million questions but did not have the courage to ask them. Always the good girl, she did as she was told.

"He is hot. It won't be that bad, will it?" she continued thinking, flipping the page to find another sexy pose to mimic.

X

Nik sat at his computer watching a replay for the Serie A women's league that he had a website subscription to. She sent him the info and how to sign-up as it was in Italian. Krystal's team started off the Scudetto campaign with a big draw against another powerhouse in the league so it made for an enticing match for fans to watch.

He made sure to stay away from the sports sites and blocked out the ticker on the website so he would not get spoiled by the result. Wearing Krystal's jersey she sent for a previous birthday gift, despite it being a different team, he had his protein drink and snacks ready on hand.

"Baby, don't stay up too late and be late for school in the morning," Veronika said, rapping at his half-open door.

"I won't, mom. Just going to watch Aunt Krystal's game then call it a night."

Slipping inside, Veronika peeked over Nik's shoulder.

"Guess I don't need to worry about you watching porn then," she teased him.

"I save that for the weekends, mom," he teased back.

"You enjoy the game. I'm turning in early so don't go shouting too loudly. I need a good night's sleep. You're wearing me out, young man."

"Sure, mom, I'll do my best unless Aunt Krystal scores."

"I'll make sure to complain to her when she calls again."

Veronika stroked Nik's hair softly then kissed the spot on his head goodnight before leaving the room. She knew he worshipped his aunt, the big star, so it did not phase her to see him glued to the screen.

"Now if only we can get you back into the fold, Krystal," she whispered, heading to her bedroom. "We need you more than ever."

Back in the room, Nik started chowing down on his munchies as the game got underway. On the field Krystal dominated the midfield, previously acting as a dynamic duo that ran another league ragged last year. Both ran box-to-box, using their superior stamina to run opposing players ragged, tiring them out so they made those key, crucial mistakes that changed the course of games.

Twenty minutes into the game and nothing much happened. Their opponent parked the bus, playing defensively in a five-four-one, hoping to get that one counterattacking chance for a boring one-nothing win. A win's a win though.

"Cagliari snaps up the ball from an errant cross. She looks around finding Knight open in the middle. Pinpoint pass to the middle and now Knight is on her horse through the middle. Ricci makes a spectacular sliding tackle but Knight scouted it. The ball is clear off to the right side. Rossi has it now..."