Chapter 209: Frustrated Women Are Scary!

209 Chapter 209: Frustrated Women Are Scary!

Sarah's mother reacted before anyone else—her body shot forward and grabbed Alexander before dragging him away quickly, so fast they were more than 500 metres away before anyone even realised.

What was strange was Amy's mother was also gone...

At first, everyone panicked, especially Eris, who was quiet until he vanished, but Sarah spoke first. "Don't worry—they will probably just ask him about us, and their direction is the same as ours. So let's slowly move forward and explore New Haven while you're here."

Brunhild was there, so why would they panic as she dropped beside Eris, touching the slightly berserk zombie and causing her to faint and drop into her arms instantly?

"Listen to Sarah; those thirsty old women probably want to ensure he's worthy of their daughters. Hearing he met, Claudia must have hurt their pride."

Thankfully due to both of them speaking, all the Vesta began to relax after slowly realising there was no crisis or worry from the link, and instead, it was a sense of embarrassment like meeting your mother when out drinking with friends.

This lightened the mood as some couldn't help but giggle at the image of their lord being so adorable.

***

Meanwhile, in a dark, slightly damp basement below the largest building in New Haven. Alexander was sitting, chained to a cold metal chair, completely naked, as the two women who dragged him off observed him as they paced along the room with strange smiles.

"So, have you slept with my daughter with that huge dirty thing?" Amy's mother spoke, Francesca Salvatore. The true name that Alexander only learned now! But she was different from what Amy said...

'Didn't she used to say this woman would split them up for sure, but why is it that it feels the meaning was different from what Alex thought? Her eyes were dangerous!'

Of course, the meaning was different. Otherwise, that maid wouldn't have been killed for interfering. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, and the daughter mirrors the mother.

"She likes it rough."

Somehow Alexander's face was shocked because he spoke the complete truth without sounding more civil... His true thoughts were said. 'Why!?'

"Are you shocked? This is the strength of the Vampire Empress biting you—for the next hour, you cannot lie to me."

"Not to mention this woman also bit you, damn dog, trying to steal other people's meals."

"Francesca, if you don't want me to bite your tits off, shut up calling me a dog, you fucking leech."

The strange thing for Alex was that the name of Amy's mother differed; why wasn't it the name he remembered?

Was there some secret he didn't know?

"Tsk Carmine! Don't act all stuck up, being you won one battle!"

Carmine saw the confusion as she slowly approached him, stroking his face gently, "Are you confused why our names are different? Such a cute and sexy boy; why is your little brother growing so big, do you like mommy's cleavage?"

She teased him by pushing her chest into his face; the thick scent of a werewolf was different from a human or ghoul woman, and the slight bestial smell wasn't bad.

'Damn... I hate my addiction to older women.'

"It's simple, Alex~ we're done playing in the human world, so now use our true names. Haha~ is your big sister Carmine sexy? Do you want to tap her Lycan ass?"

While she teased him, her body moving around him, suddenly, the pale hand of Francesca grasped Carmine before tossing her onto the other side of the room, causing a great quake as she was embedded into the stone.

Carmine snarled loudly after being flung off, rushing and trading punches with the Vampire with snide taunts as they slapped each other with great ferocious strength—Amy's mother, Carmine, was an extremely powerful woman as a Vampire Empress, while Carmine was the Lycan Queen with her speed and skill the two fought in a fierce melee.

However, this was a trick—in a relationship between the Vampire and Lycans, they were good and bad friends who hated the other's scent like death, constantly fighting or duelling and occasionally going for blood or a fight. It was a complicated yet friendly relationship, meaning this small scrap was nothing serious as Alex watched them fight like mortal enemies, yet giggling playfully between bouts.

"Her Carmine, are you getting horny for your daughter's man? What a dirty dog slut!" Francesca mocked before her face was grabbed and slammed into the wall several times. "Heh, Fran, you little bitch, aren't you just waiting for the chance to mount him and make her a new sister!" Carmine spoke back before they continued trading slaps with great force.

Alexander could only hope they didn't become violent near him; he was now defenceless and had no clothes, slowly trying to cut the chains binding him with his elongated claws, but also finding the interaction between the two was identical to Amy and Sarah at university in the past. While it's slightly different, he couldn't understand why as they broke chairs against each other's heads.

Thankfully, before beating each other senselessly, the two realised that they hadn't reached the main point of an uneasy truce. Though one did slap the other first and would turn around and try to bite their hair.

The wounds they cause heal quickly because of their regenerative powers, but this was because of how similar they acted like children. Alex. sighed when he realised they both got distracted and stood near each other, watching him with odd fascination.

"Who trained him to such a degree..." Carmine whispered as her fingers slid over his abs. Her fingers were warm and tickled him as they approached his chest.

"When did he grow this big..." Francesca muttered as her hand began to trace along his manhood.

Alex wanted to reply to them, but the feeling of two extremely sexy Milfs stroking his body was taking all his resistance to stop growing hard and avoid a situation that might ruin his chances with Amy and Sarah.

'Damn... they are touching me wherever they want!'

Thankfully this torture lasted another minute before they finished looking at every inch of his body, smirking and sharing evil looks before telling each other to spit out the secrets; they each wanted to be the first to raise that big weapon and make a child off him! But this would upset the balance...

"I called him so that I will be first taste it!" Francesca declared proudly.

"If you remember correctly, we all know your little Amy's slobbered all over him like some sick bitch. So let me go first."

"He met her second. No doubt he wants some mature pussy that doesn't need extra help like your dry and unused cave; how long since you forcibly gave birth with human methods? Silly lycan bitch, use IVF if you want another kid! I want him, not a damn brat!"

'Sick bit- oh, that explains a lot. '

He laughed but kept his mouth closed as he didn't like being forced to respond and not knowing what was coming out of his mouth, especially if he had a sense of humour.

A small fight started over whose rightful first it was as the Vampire argued her Amy was the first girl to make him a man.

At the same time, Francesca insisted he had met Sarah earlier, so the argument was on for many minutes until they finally stopped themselves, even laughing as they took his face to pull him together and demand the order of conquest.

"WHO FIRST!?"

"... Both!"

'This...'

The word came out, and Alex regretted not resisting a bit harder and being able to be at a loss for words rather than responding to whatever these women thought was.

He knew it wasn't their fault, but things were more intense due to what he thought of Amy's hot ass or Sarah's stunning smile, not realising his favourite type were dangerous yet pretty ladies.

'It isn't like I hate sexy, dangerous women... who hates their future wives being this sexy...'

'Damn...'

Carmine smiled, stroking his face gently before ripping his chains and kissing his neck roughly. Meanwhile, Francesca sat atop his lap before her fangs bit into his neck, her pink hair and red eyes watching him like a deadly hawk, her eyes becoming more intoxicated as time passed.

"Damn bitch you smell like a dog in heat..." Francesca muttered as she pushed Carmine away, her hands moving lower along his body. Alexander responded positively to her advance even if he was held still by her strength.

Her white and firm breasts engulfed his view as her nipples lightly touched his lips. His tongue flickered through the small gap and tasted her before she pressed her breasts against him with a hungry intent, seeing him drooling at the sight of them.

"Don't worry, Alex~ Mommy will milk your hard cock; you sit back and relax and enjoy a mother's skilled hip movements.

However, in the corner of his vision, a foot was rapidly approaching the head of Franseca as Carmine looked pissed off.