The Blood Countess

"Milady now that you have defeated Lord Harkon. Should a celebration be in order?" Garon said.

"Garon he's dead, there's no need to call him lord. He can't hear you from oblivion." Arya said, as the two walked through the. Runned down main hall.

"Yes you're right Milady. Forgive me, it's a cause of habit. About a celebration?" Garon said.

"Garon no need to be so formal, I'm your friend not your master. And yes a celebration sounds like a good idea." Arya said, "set it Garon, I'll be right back. I have some unfinished business, I must attend to."

Garon lowered his head as left her presence, saying. "As you wish."

Serana was sitting at the edge of the long, table covered. I bloody bones and wet human flesh. She laughed a bit as Garon left.

"Having fun." She said. Arya rolled her eyes at, Serana's sarcasm.

"This place of lordship is going to take some getting used to." Arya said. Serana smiled and approached the tall nord woman.

"You'll do fine. Remember when I said I have a feeling about you?" Serana said.

"Yeah." Arya said.

"Well I still have that feeling." Serana said, "What's this about unfinished business?"

"Your mother. I'm sure she would like to leave the creepy soul carin. Now that Harkon's dead." Arya said.

"Right, well let's go." Serana said. Her and Arya leaving out the door.



The sun must have risen above the mountains, because Arya had. To squint her eyes as the UV rays, made her eyes sting. Good thing the castle was always over cast with snow clouds. Otherwise the stinging would be a little unbarable. Serana and Arya made their way around the castle, to the rear entrance. This time they didn't have to fight, their way. Through the skeletons. Pushing the old rickety door open. Serana had to apply some force, as the wind outside created a vacuum effect.



Inside it was still creepy, dark and littered with bones and blood. Old blood that left a ripe stench in the air. If Arya was still a werewolf, she would find smell to be horrible. As a vampire though, it smelled like fermented wine. The stench had a strange effect in her body. Her loins began to tingle with a hint of arousal, again her nipples harden. Against the leather of her ancient nord armor.

"Why does the smell of blood...?" Arya began to say.

"Drive your body mad with need?" Serana said, finishing Arya's sentence.

"Yes." Arya said.

"That's the effect blood has on vampires like us. Lesser vampires, like those who huddle in caves and ruins. Blood more sends them into a feeding frenzy. Us, we're pure vampires straight from Molag Bol. Not some common diesease. His kind of lusts manifests within us, within our souls." Serana said, "blood is more than food to us, it's life itself. We lust for the life, others only fantasize about. More than that, we seek it out and find it."

They continued their stroll through the dark, dank, catacombs.

"I can see what you meant not wanting to throw this gift away." Arya said. Serana stopped and turned to her.

"You've only experienced a taste of the life, because we've been. Occupied with stopping my father, now that our work is done. I can show you, everything this life has to offer." Serana said, with a different kind of smile and look. In her eyes that Arya couldn't quite put her finger on. Nevertheless Arya was intrigued, she always found Serana.

To be very attractive, hell she was beautiful. Often stealing looks of the vampiress. Arya wasn't opposed to lesbian relations. Often indulging her of the farer same sex. She like men too, but women had an allure about them. Soft skin, beautiful features, luscious lips, long flowing hair, sweet taste. Soft and firm in all the right places. Her most memorable encounters lately, were her housecarl Lydia and. Aela the Huntress, especially Aela. In bed or not Aela was wild and fierce, like her personality and prowess in battle. Thinking of the wild, breath taking, sometimes painful times they shared. That often left both women exhausted and throughly satisfied. Made Arya's loins tingle more. Arya now was curious to see how Serana was in bed.



The two made to the courtyard without a single event or dangerous encounter. Continuing down it Valerica's laboratory, and down into the portal. The soul carin was creepy as usual, and not the creepy Arya or Serana liked. Fighting through a few dark skeletal figures. As they approached the big cathedral. Valerica was at her alchemy lab, when she heard Serana's voice.

"Mother, mother." She called out.

"Serana." Valerica said. Serana approached her mother. Who was still a beautiful woman, thanks to her immortality. Although the signs of lack of feeding was showing under her eyes.

"Mother it's done, father is dead." Serana said.

"What, are you sure?" Valerica said in disbelief.

"Yes, killed by my hand." Arya said. Standing off to the side.

"I didn't think you could pull it off." Valerica said, "forgive me for doubting you."

"It's not an issue. You returning home is, for Serana's sake at least." Arya said.

"Yes you're right. I'll gather my things and return with you. I long for some time away from this dreaded place." Valerica said.

Serana's eyes began to well up with tears, one streamed down soft, pale cheek.

"What's the matter Serana?" Valerica said, with a mother's caring voice.

"I just can't believe it's over. So many years apart, so many fearing my father's insanity." Serana said. Arya put a hand on Serana's shoulder.

"Thank you, so much. For everything you did. We're free thanks to you." Serana said, her voice trembling with emotions. Arya pulled Serana in for a hug. Serana had never felt so safe, as she did with Arya. The former stranger, now her closest friend. Just overflowed with strength and courage, effecting everyone around her. It was what drove so many to follow her into certain death. Only to rise victorious against impossible odds. She was truly the heroine of the people. It didn't matter if those people, were alive or undead.

"Yes you have accomplished the impossible, and freed us. But I have a feeling that's a usual thing for you." Valerica said, "I'm curious to see what your leadership brings us."

Serana looked up into Arya's bright green, vampiric eyes. And placed a soft kiss to her cold, luscious lips. Valerica let a long hidden smile, form. Happy to see things as they should be.



The three vampires made it out of the soul carin, Valerica sealed the portal.

"So nothing creeps in uninvited. I can always reopen it, if I need something." Leaving the laboratory, Valerica wasn't surprise to. See her beloved garden destroyed.

"Yes we will have to rebuild. Bring back the glory of this castle, once and for all." Valerica said. As they approached the door to the main hall. They saw Garon Morrethi, standing at the top, of the steps.

"Lady Valerica is that you?" He said. Making his way down to the courtyard as fast as he could. For a vampire that's pretty fast.

"Great Molag Bol, Lady Valerica it's good to see you again." He said, bowing his head.

"Yes Garon it's good to see you too, dear friend." Valerica said.

"I took the liberty of clearing the corridor to the main hall." He said.

"Very good. I expect you made our new leader feel at home." She said. As they all made their way up the stairs.

"Aww yes. I try but she's always on the move." He said.

"Well no worries, we'll get her aquainted with her new life." Valerica said.

"Everything is ready for the celebration. Except the honored guests." Garon said, "your gown for the evening is ready in your quarters, ma'am." He said, to Arya.



Serana and her mother, went to change. As Arya entered the room, that once. Belonged to Harkon, the room like the rest of the castle. Needed some serious remodeling, especially the bed chamber. Vampires sleeping in coffins, seemed a bit too mythical. Not to mention uncomfortable, she needed to get a proper bed soon. Her evening gown, was something she'd never seen before. It consisted of a shiny, black leather corset, a long velvet dress with a large split. Down the center, there were several separate pieces. Laying on the table, next to the hanging gown. Arya unbuckled the belt, holding her sword around her hips. Reaching back she untied the leather straps, holding her armor on. The armor fell away in one piece, she layed it down. On a separate table with her sword. Then sat down to take off her boots. Standing up, examining the dress and it's many accessories. Arya she'd her tan leather bra and panties. She didn't have a mirror, to exam herself in. But she knew her body was good as far as looks. Despite the few battle scars she got before she was turned. Her body still looked stunning. Slender, but strong shoulders, voluptuous, firm, full breasts. A small waist, flat stomach that showed a toned, sexy six pack. Her waist flowed out evenly into her wide, curvy hips. Firm, voluptuous, round buttocks that filled out any leather armor perfectly. Long, slender, strong, toned legs. Every inch of her body, lined with firm, athletic, toned muscle. From years of exercise on the battlefield.

The first set of clothing was a pair, sheer, black leggings, then the red velvet. Dress that fit her figure almost too perfect. The dress left half of her cleavage on display, the split. Revealed each of her amazing legs, the split stopped just below the V of her crotch. Next came the corset, which unbuckled at the sides. With four metal gothic style clasps, she put on the corset. Fastened it in place, the corset seemed to squeeze her waist on its own. Perfectly, and to her amazement quite comfortably. She always her corsets squeezed your insides together, but not this one. The corset also lifted her breasts up, creating a very revealing, appetizing amount of cleavage. Her boobs looked like they would spill over the edges. Testing them, by jumping and bouncing up and down. Her breasts seemed more than secure. Next were a pair of black six inch opened toe heels. Slipping into the shoes, she sat down. To lace up the thin leather, straps in an X pattern all the way to her knees. Standing up she could tell she was six inches taller. Not that she needed the added height, she was naturally 5'11. The next piece were a pair of light weight, polished metal paladins. That had a black velvet cape, hanging from the back. She unbuckled the gold chain, holding them closed. Then placed them on her shoulders, again like every piece. The paladins seem to fit themselves on perfectly, as she buckled. The gold chain back in place, that formed a choker. With a gold, ruby stoned medallion shaped like Molag Bol's head. Dangling down into the top of her cleavage. Meant to draws eyes to the area, like the incentive wasn't already there. The cape draped down her back, and stopped just above the floor. This outfit had a lot of parts to it. Next came long, black leather gloves tipped with sharp metal vampire claws. Finally the last piece, as gold tiara encrusted with ruby stones. The tiara was shaped a little like horns on a daedra, that formed the shape of a crown.

"Wow, you clean up really nice." A soft, female voice said from the door. Looking over to Serana, dressed in a similar outfit except hers was all black. The jewelry was platinum, with emeralds instead of rubies.

"Hey, so do you." Arya said, "there's something weird about this outfit, it seems to fit itself on?"

"Yep, their blessed with the essence of Molag Bol. To sculpt the female body perfectly, also gives pretty good protection from magic attacks." Serana said, as she stepped into the room. As Arya picked up a container of make up.

Serana took the make up, from her hand. Layed it on the table.

"It's a little hard to apply this without a mirror." Serana said, opening the make up. Picking up a small brush, tabbing it into the make up. And applying to Arya's eyes.

"Serana what happens at these parties? Because I'm dressed like a whore." Arya said.

"Not a whore. A goddess of the night, you already know how to use. Vampiric powers in combat, but this gift has so much more to offer. Than prowess in battle, you'll see." Serana said, finishing with Arya's eyes.

"You can get people to do anything for you, without even saying a word. Vampiric seduction has it's many perks. So does our telepathy, ability to read auras. Skills you haven't mastered yet." Serana said, as she started on Arya's cheeks.

"I'm use to using my sword, not my looks." Arya said.

"I know which makes you rare, most vampires tend to use magic. You use brute force, but learning to use all of your talents. Can be even more useful, fun some times too." Serana said. Finishing her cheeks, then applying red lipstick. Arya's red lips, and dark shadowy eye make up. Really contrasted with her green eyes, as did her outfit.

"All done. Come their waiting for us." Serana said. Taking Arya's hand and leading her out of her room.



The main hall looked different, for one it cleared of the rubble. That littered the area, second the tables were clear of all the. Bloody plates, cups, bones and flesh. There were also royal purple rugs, and banners with gold trimming. Decorating the floors and walls. All of the vampires of the court. Were dressed up the men in suits. The women were dressed in various types of elegant but revealing dresses. Thralls held up platers of decorative cups. If someone wanted a drink, all they had to do. Was tap one of the thralls for cup of their blood. There were also platers of fresh meat, probably human. There was also wine, but most stuck to favorite cocktail. Fresh, warm, human blood an intoxicating beverage on its own already.

Garon rang his glass, to get everyone's attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen. It is my honor to present our most beloved hosts. The beautiful, elegant Lady Valerica, Lady Serana, and our most beautiful Queen Arya." He said. Valerica came down the stairs, along with Serana who's arm was hooked around Arya's. The ladies smiled beautifully as the court clapped, and cheered. Their arrival, everybody admiring their dresses. Which were all similar except for color. Valerica's was solid red except for the leggings, they were black. Platinum jewelry with black stones. The ladies took their seats at the main banquet table, Arya sat in the throne seat. Serana sat at her right, Valerica at her left. Each one was given their own thrall. Arya's was a young breton girl, she looked similar. To the hot little waitress in Markarth, even wore the same tavern clothes. In fact all the thralls were in clothes, instead of the rags they usually wore.

Arya watched as the girl, willingly cut her wrist with a knife. Filling Arya's chalice with blood, before handing it to her. Arya smelled the beverage first. The fresh smell, aroused her senses again. Making her nipples tingle along with her loins. It had been hours since last fed. Arya put the chalice to her lips. Sipping the blood like a fine wine, savoring. The texture, taste and warmth, feeling her nether regions quiver at just savoring it. She wondered what would happen when she swallowed. Arya swallowed and moaned quietly, as the strange but. Marvelous feel washed through her, crossing her legs. Hoping nobody saw her reaction. Serana took a sip of hers, feeling the same feeling. Although a little more accustomed to it, she glanced at Arya. Smiling when she saw her reaction. Music began to play from a bard, that didn't look like any of the thralls. The pretty young, imperial woman probably had no idea she was invited to a lion's den. She would probably end up a thrall, or one of the many trays of meat, or maybe she'll be turned who knows. Many of the vampires began to dance. As Arya took another sip, again the same feeling washed over her. Her nipples harden against the restricting corset. Her pussy beginning to moisten, Serana smiled again. Her hand sneaking under the table, to Arya's thigh. Arya looked at Serana, seeing her smile and smiled back. Serana sipped her drink, her fingers caressing Arya's thigh. Both completely ignoring the party, totally fixated on each other. Arya took another sip, her breathing beginning to guicken. From the blood's intoxicating effect and Serana's teasing. Arya was a little hesitant about her next move, it is a formal event after all. Serana leaned over to her ear and said.

"It's fine go ahead." She said, like she could read Arya's mind, which she probably could.

"If you're shy don't be." She said, pointing at Fura Bloodmouth and Faron Sadri. Who were joined at the lips, Fura moaning as Faron had his hand up her skirt.

"If you need a little incentive, then here." Serana said, lifting Arya's cup to her lips. Never taking her eyes of Serana's eyes, she drank down. Two big swallows of blood. Overriding her senses and bashfulness, Arya opened her legs. Serana's hand slid under the skirt, and found her mark. Arya began to breathe fast, and gasp as Serana teased her clit. Through the warm, damp leggings. Serana took a drink of her chalice, then leaned in. Pressing her lips to Arya's, letting the mouthful of blood. Drip into Arya's mouth, rubing her clit as the two. Swapped the blood back and forth, Arya nearly lost control. As Ser pulled away, licking the mixture of blood and saliva from her lower lip. Arya began caressing Serana's thigh, who didn't hesitate to open her legs. Gasping as Arya found her own tingling clit, through the moist leggings. The two kissed again, swapping more blood and spit.

"Let's get outta here." Serana whispered into Arya's ear. Getting up, Serana leading the way, holding Arya's hand.

"We'll be back mother." Serana said, to Valerica.

"No you won't, but have fun you two." Valerica said, with a smile.

Serana led the way to her room, closing and locking the door behind them. Arya wasted no time getting out of the, easy to remove outfit. Serana pushed Arya, sending her flying onto the bed. Serana's outfit fell quicker than Arya's did. Leaving both in just shoes and leggings, Serana climbed onto the bed, quickly untying Arya's shoes. Tossing them aside, then gripped the top of the leggings. Swiftly pulling them off. Pouncing like a wild cat onto Arya, her tongue darting into her mouth. Still fresh with blood, kissing with raw, animal lust. Tongues moving like snakes, around each other. Serana straddled Arya's hips. As she kissed her way down, Arya's chin, under her chin, her hand holding her neck. With her vampiric strength, kissing, licking and nibbling with her fangs. Down her lover's neck, Arya gasping and moaning. From the sting of Serana's teeth, then Serana opened her mouth. And bit down hard onto Arya's collar bone. Arya whimpered loud as Serana's fangs sunk into her flesh. Serana sucked and licked the trickle of blood oozing out. Arya's hips moved against Serana's, her fingers digging into her soft, plump ass. Her nails biting into the soft butt flesh, through Serana's leggings. Serana dragged her fangs down Arya's chest, leaving small cuts that she later licked.

"Your dragon blood is so fucking good." Serana moaned. One hand still holding Arya's neck, the other kneading her big, sift boob. That she later gripped into like a vice, and bit into. Sinking her teeth around the nipple, blood running into her mouth. Arya couldn't do nothing but take it, moaning and gasping. Then Serana moved to the other tit, taking the nipple in between her bottom teeth and fang. Biting into the fleshy nub, sucking her blood like it was milk. Arya was going mad with arousal, her hips now driving hard into Serana's. Leaving the tits bleeding, Serana moved down her stomach. Bitting and licking along the way. Her hand slipped from Arya's neck. As she got to her pussy, spreading Arya's legs. Serana teased her clit with her tongue, sucking the sweet, sensitive nub. Shoving in two fingers, making Arya's hips buck. As she pumped the fingers in and out. Taking the clit in her teeth and bitting into it. Sending Arya into a wild, bucking, convulsing series of orgasms. Her juices gushing into Serana's mouth. Some soaking the green bed spread, Serana's nails grew longer and sharper. Inside Arya, scraping and cutting her vaginal walls. Driving Arya into another series of orgasms. This time her juices came out bloody. Which Serana happily drank down with animalistic hunger. Serana pulled her bloody, pussy cum soaked fingers out of Arya. Who shaking and shivering as she came down, from her orgasmic high.

"Don't worry about permanent damage. It's one of the perks of being a vampire. You do shit that destroy a mortal, and it'll heal good as new. The next day." Serana said. She removed her shoes and leggings. As she knelt down on the bed. Arya quickly got up on her knees, grabbing Serana by the neck. And threw her down onto the bed, face down. Giving Serana's ass a very hard slap. Then put her face in between her ass cheeks. Serana moaned as she felt her lover's tongue. Licking her ass cheeks, nibbling on the soft flesh. The she screamed as Arya sunk her fangs, into her left cheek. Arya lapped up the blood like, a dog having her first drink of water in days. Slapping the other cheek, until it was red and tender. Arya gripped the buttock, digging her needle sharp fingernails into the flesh. And bitting into the tender ass cheek. Serana whimpered and moved her hips into the mattress. Arya spread Serana's ass cheeks, spit onto the tight hole. And plunged her tongue into Serana's asshole. Her fingers forcing their way into her pussy. Serana moaned and whimpered like a bitch in heat. As Arya finger fucked her pussy, and tongue fucked her ass. Two more fingers went into Serana's ass. Arya's nails cutting the flesh inside, Arya licked up what leaked out. Serana layed face down, screaming, jerking, and bucking. As she wrecked with orgasms, which intensified as. Arya's nails grew longer inside her pussy. Blood leaking from both holes, Arya sucked down. As much as she could, driving her lust to new heights. Serana yelped as Arya slapped the bite wound on her left cheek. Pulling her fingers from her destroyed holes. Arya flipped Serana onto her back. Sitting her up and mounting her, bloody cunt to bloody cunt. Holding each other up, riding each other's pussies. Their eyes glowing crimson, with vampiric lust and hunger, into each other's eyes. Both moaning and screaming like whores in heat. Their tits bouncing with each violent thrust. Arya pulled Serana closer, bitting into her neck. Inches from her juggelar, Serana returned the favor. By bitting in her shoulder. Pulling away, screaming loud, looking into each other's eyes. Blood dripping off their chins. Then pulling each other into a, hungry kiss. Tongues swapping each's flavors, Serana bit Arya's bottom lip. Then returned to kissing her, just they both climaxed. Screaming into their mouths, holding each other tight. As they rode out their orgasms together. For what seemed like forever, as they came into each other's pussies. Crashing on the bed, shaking, convulsing in each other's arms. As they came down from vampire heaven. Breathing fast, holding each other's sweaty bodies in their arms. As they dozed off in united satisfied sleep, deeper than could ever imagine.

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That's it for this chapter, hope you all enjoyed it. If anyone was disturbed by that sorry, but they're vampires. And not the twilight kind either. Thanks for reading and I hope to see your comments and suggestions in the review.