THE LAST SECRET KEEPER Secret Keeper series books 1-4

CHAPTER 41

"Why aren't you in bed with Mamma?" Fintan asked as he rubbed his eyes, watching as Thorson attempted to scoot in between him and Taran. "Oh right...I forgot. Here, come sleep on my side. Taran will fight you in his sleep - you smell like vampire blood."

Thorson couldn't help but grin at the young god of war who was already shifting restlessly beneath the blankets, his fists clenched, but he didn't take Fintan up on his offer.

"Actually...are you hungry?" Thorson whispered in the darkness, mischief in his eyes.

Fintan immediately sat up in bed, "Where's Mamma?"

"Showering in the waterfall with Dad. She won't mind letting you have a bedtime snack. Let's go," Thorson held a finger up to his lips as he and his younger brother slipped out of the bedroom without waking Taran. "Priestess...I mean, Mamma, said I could sleep with you tonight, but you know her - she will want to take care of us, so maybe we can sleep with her after all, if we play our cards right. You do the talking - just tell Priestess, uh, Mamma, that you are hungry. Maybe she'll let me breastfeed too and then we can fall asleep in her arms."

"I like that idea," Fintan grinned as they turned down the hallway.

"Of course you do."

Lanecea wouldn't be able to refuse her children and Thorson had figured out how to get out of being banished. It was a brilliant strategy and Lani and his father were too distracted anyway to pay much attention, at least that was what he was counting on. 

Thorson's cock hardened immediately at the sight of their guests breeding by the cavern while Storm and Lanecea washed vampire blood off of each other's bodies beneath the cascading waterfall that splashed an overhanging slab of granite.  Their timing was perfect as Storm swept Lani up into his before carrying her, dripping wet, toward where their guests were enjoying their impromptu breeding frenzy.  Storm removed Lanecea's discarded vampire dress for the chair he had tossed it on earlier in his haste to strip Lani, the thin chains tinkling merrily as they kissed the marble floor before taking a seat, Lanecea still held in his arms.

"It's late, boys, what are you still doing up?" Lanecea asked although her soft voice could barely be heard above the sound of balls slapping against priestess asses. 

"I'm hungry," Fintan explained, "and Thorson wants to feed too. He's your son as well and we need our mamma..."

"Go ahead boys - both of you," Storm answered for Lani, taking care of the matter as he slipped his throbbing cock back inside Lanecea's eager pussy. "Herja, dry Lani with your tongue. She's soaking wet. Crawl forward. I want everyone to see the buttplug you are wearing while you dry my queen."

"Yes...Sir," Herja whispered before obeying, the men quite enjoying the sight of the dog bone still wedged inside her butt. 

Herja licked Lanecea's body around the boys as they continued to focus on feeding, not knowing when Storm was going to send them back to bed. Fintan, who was only wearing his signature chain around his narrow hips, stroked his cock as he sucked Lanecea's bouncing boob, the boy used to multi-tasking, but Thorson appeared to be struggling as he attempted to soothe his cock that was threatening to destroy his pants. 

Lanecea, ever merciful, noticed Thorson's predicament. 

"You may remove your clothes so you may pleasure yourself while you feed as well, but only in this circumstance as it is only fair. Go ahead, Thorson - I won't look."

Thorson didn't mind if Lani looked at his cock, in fact he wished that she would forgive him and let him slip his leaking cock between her boobs where it belonged. Stroking his cock while he fed might be heaven for Fintan, but Thorson had experienced much more from their mother and this was just a tease. Thorson wasn't about to complain though as he quickly shed his clothes without releasing Lanecea's boob even for a second. A moan escaped his lips as he accidently came on Lani's hip, his cum dripping down her thigh as he discovered just how good sucking her breast and masturbating at the same time felt. Fintan was definitely on to something but his younger brother's eyes darkened at the sight of Thorson's lack of self-control as cum sprayed across their mother.

"That's not fair, Daddy! Please, may I cum on Mamma's hip too?"

Storm removed his tongue from Lanecea's mouth long enough to say, "You may."

Cum, instead of blood, streaked across Lanecea's body as Storm continued to slowly explore her mouth with his tongue, leading her to crazy heights of pleasure as poor Herja continued to dry Lani while attempting to avoid the cum shower.

"Try to use a little control, Boys. If you behave tonight, I'll let you cum on your mamma's ass before I send you back to bed."

Lanecea almost laughed as they struggled to quickly control their cocks which she suspected Storm already knew would be a losing battle, but they didn't seem to be too bothered as they continued to feed on her milk while licking up their own cum, perhaps unintentionally as their cum soaked her boobs. 

The breeding had come to a standstill as the couples watched the kinky sight of the out-of-control boys, only Storm continuing to breed Lanecea during the event, but the boys were having great fun attempting to keep her bouncing boobs in their greedy mouths which added to their guests' entertainment as well.

"Eva...please..." Lanecea struggled to speak until Storm took mercy and slowed down his upward thrusts, "Please bring that special box I showed you to me. I think it is time."

Eva left her husband's arms with a promise that she would return in a few minutes.

"Mr. Himmler, have you spoken with Wolfstein since Thorson's betrayal? I am just curious to know if the mission is still scheduled for tomorrow as planned...or should I say later today. I assume that it is past midnight."

"He needed to know, so yes, I have informed him of Thorson's treachery. He is disappointed, understandably, as he believed Thorson was destined for greatness, however, Wolfstein decided that it may be best for Thorson to join him in Germany..."

Thorson finally released Lanecea's boob as he looked up at the woman who just might send him away, not that he would blame her. His father would do anything to make his treasure happy, leaving Thorson at that very moment very uncertain about his fate. 

"I'm not a wicked stepmother," Lanecea seemed to read Thorson's mind as she tenderly ran her fingers through his hair. "As much as you have broken my heart, you are still my darling boy - nothing will ever change that. Now give your mamma a kiss and let's listen to Wolfstein's plan, shall we?"

Thorson moaned as he leaned forward, eager to give Lanecea a kiss that would heal her broken heart, but she gently tapped her cheek with her fingertip, gently reminding him that he'd sealed his fate and her heart was still very broken.

Hans waited for Thorson to resume breastfeeding before he continued, although he seemed very distracted as he watched mother and daughter licking Lanecea's dry as they knelt side by side while the boys feasted on Lani's huge boobs. Eva really did need to hurry up, his cock desperate for some release.

"Wolfstein...mmm...he thinks...uhh...he wants you in ...oh god...Germany."

Lanecea frowned. That was obvious. Wolfstein's wolf den was located in Germany. The impatient queen was getting flustered at Hans' inability to focus, but knew it couldn't be helped. Still, it was quite frustrating.

"What year, please?"

"1935. There's a rally...harder boys...this afternoon. Wolfstien wants you, Lani."

Hans swallowed hard. This was it, the day he had been looking forward to - the day Lanecea would never return, but in that moment he realized that somewhere along the way, he may have started to have a change of heart and the sexy view a few feet in front of him may have something to do with it. Lanecea needed devotion and there was never a king that looked more devoted to his queen that Storm did for his Lani. The two were a perfect couple, as kinky as hell and he was privileged to watch. All that could change if Lanecea refused to leave Germany. It was well-known that Wolfstien wasn't a kinky man. Powerful. Ruthless. Wonderful...but far from kinky. He would be devoted to his Secret Keeper for eternity, Lanecea having no rival, but at what cost to Hans, not to mention Wilhelm and Johann who enjoyed watching just as much?

"Wolfstien wants you, Lani," Hans began again, although his voice sounded constricted. "He needs you by his side as the vampires prepare for battle. He wishes to meet with you and Storm after the rally today - he's continuing on you, Storm. I believe our commander intends to change history."

Lanecea almost forgot to breathe as butterflies swarmed in her throat.

Together, they could change history, Lani was certain of it, or at least put the fear of god into the vampires once and for all.