Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Chapter 508: Do you understand…?

Just as Caius had guessed, the Arousal charge within the blood he drank from the canister was negligible. Still, his blood was ready to snap up any bit of Evolutionary charge it could get to keep filling his meter to completion.

Before that happened though, Caius’s fangs pierced Anne’s neck and as expected, the charge within was stronger. While it was where near the peak it could be at once she was—as Arlette had so succinctly put it—properly motivated, it was still miles beyond that of the canister.

And that seemed to be a major factor in what happened next.

Before the blood from the canister got absorbed, the one from Anne’s neck found it, supplying it with the Arousal charge quality it lacked.

As Caius felt every drop of Anne’s blood now in his system get brought up to the same level of Evolutionary charge he got from Anne’s neck, he finally truly understood the chain-link metaphor.

Hell, it didn’t even seem like a metaphor because the drops of blood did act like links on a chain, passing the Evolutionary charge forward and back in a continuous cycle. The fact that there were drops so lacking in quality of Evolutionary charge seemed to be exactly what motivated the process, creating a sort of overcompensation that increased the quality of Evolutionary charge up to three times what it had been when Caius siphoned it from Anne’s neck.

So now, the quality wasn’t just better; the quantity also felt fuller, as Caius had essentially drunk from two sources of Anne’s blood: her neck and the Canister.

There was a thrill that charged through Caius’s body as his blood snapped on the boosted blood and his Evolution meter spiked more than it should have, stabilizing instantly to show the increase was permanent.

With his eyes wide, Caius pulled away from Anne’s neck, and stared into her face, incredulous.

"How was it?" Arlette asked because Anne seemed to still be too lost in the feel of Caius drinking from her to inquire about the success of her experiment.

"It— it worked," Caius said, raising the closed canister to eye level with amazement.

"You sound disbelieving," Arlette noticed with a chuckle.

"I didn’t think it would work," Caius said mostly in a mumble, "But as the process happened inside me, I understood why it worked."

Overcompensation for a supposed lack of quality, supported by the genius of Allegra’s Arcane Circle—modified by Caius to only target and affect Arousal rather than all Emotions—had created a way to increase Evolution Charge exponentially. This was even more significant because, thanks to the Arcane Circle, Anne’s Evolutionary charge had already been cheated and increased.

They were cheating on a level that seemed against Divine Ordinance. Caius half expected to feel the Goddess Nyx’s creeping presence as she smote him for his insolence. But there was nothing.

"This way, I could be at the Fifth Circle in no—" Caius started with excitement and then stopped, looking down at the canister that was already going empty.

"What?" Anne asked him now that she was able to speak again, "Did you think that was all there was?"

Caius only smiled wryly. His mind seemed to have been a bit shut to the sheer magnitude of an undertaking this was by Anne.

"Here," Anne said with a chuckle, handing Caius a storage ring.

He took it and looked in. There were rows and columns of canisters, and just by a quick count numbered at least Sixty.

"I lost count at Forty," Anne told him.

"I—" Caius started.

"I know," Anne said, stopping him before he could profess gratitude so deep that it seemed to be making him swell.

Caius felt a bit like a hypocrite as he had never really thanked her for letting him bite her neck and suck her blood. So what made this canister so much different than being just him taking her blood in a different container?

Still, this felt like an effort he needed to be especially grateful for. Maybe it was because, with feeding on her neck, there is pleasure involved and a fairly equal return for what he took. He hadn’t been able to offer that fairly equal return for the blood in this many, many canisters.

Caius smiled then.

"It’ll take a while to get through all this," he said.

"There are two weeks before school," Arlette said, "I say there’s time."

It dawned on Caius that this was the reason for the early return; To give him this and for there to be time to do what needed to be done.

He sent the ring and the canisters into his personal storage ring to be retrieved later and pulled Anne close again. His smile had become a smirk and her eyes were half-lidded behind the lens of her glasses as her gaze fell to his lips and back up to his eyes just as they were back to kissing.

They were interrupted by the sound of the double doors being thrown open and Caius knew who was responsible even before he heard her voice.

"Of course, you got started before me," Lea said with a wide grin on her beautiful face.

Caius turned around, an arm still around Anne’s waist. Lea looked as she usually did: wild locks of hair that only ever added to her beauty, feline blue eyes, dressed in riding pants—that framed her curves delectably—complete with leather boots. A belt was at her waist with pouches hanging off it, and above that was a shirt, barely able to contain the high peaks atop her chest, completing her look of someone preparing for a hike through the forest.

"You knew I couldn’t wait," Anne bit back.

"Yeah, I was counting on it," Lea said as she walked into the room, shutting the doors behind her. She looked at Caius and added,

"Did you understand all that ’Blood is a chain’ thing? ’Cause I gave up on it making sense."

"Yeah, I did," Caius smiled.

"Good," Lea said and held out a storage ring, "Here’s mine."

Within the ring were yet another tens and tens of canisters, most definitely filled with Lea’s blood. Caius sent the ring into his storage ring and wrapped his other arm around Lea’s waist, pulling her over to press his lips against hers.

Lea moaned, and leaned closer to Caius, pressing herself against him so hard that she just might want to become one with him and share his skin. That might not be possible and would make so much of what they enjoyed obsolete but it sure did feel good to try.

As Caius’s tongue entangled with Lea’s and then with Anne, and back, over and over, the canisters of blood and the process that was to come soon, became more obviously a tangent. It wasn’t and could never be the main focus of this particular moment.

What mattered here most of all, was the reunion. It was having them in his arms again after a month. And if one were to wish to be a bit more crass, it was about having their two equally large sets of tits pressed up against him. It was about feeling Anne and Lea both raise their legs and try to wrap them around his body only to meet the obstruction that was the other lady in Caius’s arms, struggle a little, and then just work together to tangle themselves against Caius.

It was about that subtle undertone of competition between Mother and daughter that was sure to spiral into decadent displays of affection with Caius at the center of it all, orchestrating things and enjoying benefits very few men get to enjoy.

It was about how hard his cock had already become in his pants as he felt weeks of muffled thoughts and longing ready to spill free. He couldn’t hold it back and fortunately, he didn’t want or have to.