Chapter 17 17: Mistaken Words

Faust ignored the door's banging as his hand reached out, stroking along Samantha's smooth slit, causing her body to tremble, but not reject his touch.

He felt her moist petals spreading apart, his thick fingers stroking along her secret passage with his rough fingers, tracing the squishy pink lips.

Bang!

Suddenly, the door bent inwards from a heavy blow before a second smashed through, pulling the hinges off the wall as it crashed to the ground.

"Tsk!" Faust clicked his tongue, pulling his sticky fingers from the panting Samantha's snatch, licking her sweet nectar before pushing her away, out of sight.

"Get dressed."

A group barged into the room; some seemed wounded, wearing dirty clothes with tired looks.

A pretty girl led them, her skin cleaner than the other's a fair complexion, long brown hair in a bun, with glistening hazel eyes.

"Eh!? Zombie!" The girl shrieked, seeing Alex.

Heather, a girl who attended the same computer science class as Alex, should have recognised him. Yet her eyes looked fierce, presuming these women were his "prey."

"Get back, monster!"

In a blind action of justice, she thrust forward with a rapid thrust with her sword; Faust wasn't shocked as he moved on instinct, swiftly spinning around, his left hand grasping his sheathed nodachi, flicking out the blade over an inch with his left thumb.

Then, he drew it from the sheath with his long right arm in a beautiful silver arc.

Faust's strike was so fast it only allowed the others to hear a howling wind, followed by a flash of silver light as her sword's blade was destroyed with a loud clang.

"Ah!?"

Heather cried out before pointing the broken sword towards his face, feeling it strange for a zombie to use weapons.

"Eh? A-Alex!?"

She recognised the handsome zombie before backing off, scared of his rumours as her lips opened to whisper, "No wonder that slut Amy liked him; he's a pure thug! I bet she's fucked half the school behind his back!"

Ba-dum!

Faust's heart trembled upon hearing her words; although he and Amy were over, that didn't mean he planned to let it end this way.

Uncontrollable rage filled his body as if his blood began to boil, hatred blazing inside his heart; he still loved her; the ghoul Faust would NEVER let anyone insult her like this!

Like a professional dancer, his body twirled seamlessly, tightly grasping his sword's grip with two hands.

With a single, brutal overhead swing, a howl of the wind, followed by silence, Faust's cruel smile grew as he felt his sword slice through her organs before a thin red line appeared along her skin and clothes.

His nodachi had split Heather in two.

Thick red blood splattered in all directions, and her bones cracked from the sheer power of his slash as Heather dropped like a sack of rocks.

It felt eerie, like the world froze; more than 6 of her friends began slowly reacting, shock, terror and anger.

"Sa..." Faust began to speak, interrupted by a long silver blade piercing through the throat of a tall, dark-haired boy, pulling out with a flick of blood before it rapidly stabbed into their group, rending and maiming them as they began to drop and panic in fear.

A moment later, Samatha's body lunged forward, her hands now with long fingernails as she mauled one of their group's women, biting at her face, tearing a chunk of her cheek off before snapping her neck.

Faust couldn't be left aside, twisting the blade of his nodachi and swiping towards a short boy with a sword that tried to stab Samantha; with a spray of blood, his head dropped to the ground, now covering Samantha's half-naked body in human blood.

Her eyes were glowing deep red, with a vicious face, as if she had become a monster.

When she felt Faust's anger, it caused her ghoul blood to begin to surge as if screaming, "Master is angry; he needs my help! Kill the humans!"

Samantha's resistance to the ghoul blood was minimal due to reaching the second stage of her infection; not only did her human feelings agree, she felt pleasure in tearing the humans apart. 'Ah~ this flesh taste's like beef ramen!'

Mildred stood behind them, her eyes still emerald and glowing; sometimes, a light red would fill her pupils as she regained her human mind.

Inside, her mind was different from Samantha, whose was a chaotic fight between her two forms.

Mildred was two women on either side of the table, one with white hair and red eyes wearing no clothes with her legs spread wide; the other was Mildred in her usual office suit, wearing her glasses with a neat look.

"I won't kill the innocent..." said office Mildred.

"We kill all enemies!" retorted Ghoul Mildred

"My body isn't his plaything!"

"We relish in master's touch!"

The two women debated, but both Mildred's decided to help him, just a little slower and more logical than Samantha, whose hair was turning silver as she became more crazed, ripping apart the corpses of the group.

Mildred held her bow at full draw, watching the back of their group, aimed at the throat of a tall male with dark hair and tanned skin, his face still shocked and looking towards Heather with a huge sense of grief; Mildred couldn't know that this was her boyfriend, who grasped a pistol tightly in his hand.

Two voices sounded in Mildred's head when he raised the gun.

'You cannot harm Faust!'

'You won't hurt my master!'

She released an arrow, shooting through the air, penetrating his throat, and killing him before Faust realised he was in danger.

Ten minutes passed, as screams and wails sounded, only for the entire scout group led by Heather to be killed and consumed by the two ghouls, Samantha and Faust, before they became calm, breathing deeply.

Samantha, covered in flesh and blood, peered at Faust, her breathing rapid, before she walked towards him, swaying her body leaping into his arms filled with the excitement of the short battle, her eyes still deep red, while her hair returned to the soft blonde ponytail, her breasts bouncing gently with her movements. Her hands caressed his cheek, making sure there were no injuries.

"Hmmm..."

His arms went around her waist, lifting her, carrying her away from the corpse pile as he carried her towards the table, sitting her plump ass on the top, spreading her legs apart as she moaned happily, writhing her hips as he entered her wet folds, filling her.

"Oh fuck! Feels so fucking good!" The words came out of her mouth in one go, moaning as his cock slid into her pussy, stretching her walls beyond capacity, his cock sliding easily into her, even with her dilated passage. She reached under herself, grasping her tits and squeezing her nipples, grunting as she felt his cock begin to move, thrusting into her depths.

The two were Ghouls, filled with lust for each other; Mildred watched from the corner, her eyes observing the pair, a slight sense of jealousy from the 'other Mildred' as she resisted the urge to reach into her clothes herself.

"Haahh! Fuck me harder! Harder!" Samantha panted, arching her back slightly, her ass shaking as he pounded her pussy mercilessly. A sloppy squelching followed his deep thrusts, slapping his pelvis against hers, slamming his thick meat club into her slick depths.

As he fucked her senseless, he gripped onto her shoulders, pushing her down hard on the wooden surface, using her weight to keep her pinned down, allowing him greater penetration as his sharp claws began to pierce her flesh, causing the ghoul Samantha to shudder and clamp down on his cock, with her sticky wet cunt, wrapping around him like several wet hands, milking the base of his shaft with every stroke.

With a sudden surge of energy, he bucked forward, forcing her down further, plunging his cock deep within her, burying it completely, unleashing a powerful groan as he bottomed out, pumping out endless shots of hot cum, which dribbled down her inner thighs, coating his cock in a layer of slimy lubrication.

After a long pause, he pulled out of her dripping hole, letting it slide free from his cock.

His sack was hanging low, still releasing ropes of cum, splattering against the wood floor below. With a satisfied grunt.

Her legs wrapped around his back, pulling his still ejaculating member deep into her soaking depths, now filled with his white semen as they panted heavily, staring into space as he rested, enjoying the warmth of Samantha's pussy wrapped around his cock.

"A-are you done fucking like rabbits!?" A slightly trembling and shy voice sounded from Mildred's lips, despite not looking away once and touching herself before her reason returned.

'What happened?' Faust thought as he slipped out of her with a dirty squelch and pop.

He didn't understand why he suddenly felt the need to have sex so badly and then engage in a quickie with Samantha.

"Hah... Mast...Alex, did it feel good?"

His cute Vetsa gasped for air as his white fluids oozed from her gaping entrance, not even bothering to close her legs as they bubbled and dripped down onto the ground.

"Ah, you were amazing both in the battle and afterwards." He comforted her, stroking her sweaty hair filled with blood.

"Y-you should wipe your mouths. Otherwise, you DO look like a zombie..." Mildred said, her eyes looking away as she handed him a piece of almost clean cloth.

Faust realised what she meant when he saw his face covered in dark blood in the mirror.

"Ah, thanks, you're so helpful big tits. I am glad you took that guy out, honestly didn't see him myself..." Faust said, looking at the shining gun dropped on the floor.

"I....you're welcome!"

Mildred began to move forward, checking the bodies for any useful gear, cloth, bandages or medicine; however, some were just chunks of flesh and bones, no longer looking like "people."

"Ah! By the way, why do they call you Alex? Isn't your name Faust?" She asked, holding the gun in her hand while looking back at him with a curious look.