My Vampire Life With My Beautiful Vampire Wives-Chapter 42: The First Original

"DARLING~!" A woman’s voice can be heard from outside the room.

A second later, the door burst open and a black and white rocket entered.

Lucien smiled. He calmly stood up, stretched out his hand, and caught the rocket in mid-flight with a slow, elegant movement.

He sat back down on the bed, and suddenly Selene was there, settled on his lap as if nothing had ever happened.

"... Huh?" Selene didn’t understand anything.

He chuckled, amused. "Welcome back," he said, looking her in the eyes.

Selene softened her expression and embraced him. "Darling~, darling~, darling~, darling~..." She repeated like a broken record and rubbed her face against Lucien’s chest, as if to possess him.

Lucien felt an arrow pierce his heart when he saw Selene’s attitude.

"Ahh~, my wife is so cute," Lucien suddenly hugged Selene.

"!!!" Selene’s face turned red when she heard Lucien’s words. Instinctively, she buried her face in her hands with a big smile on her lips and gave him a possessive look.

Seeing Selene’s pretty face looking at him, he unconsciously smiled sweetly and kissed her.

"!!!" Not expecting this surprise attack, Selene melted completely into Lucien’s arms.

A few minutes passed, and Lucien stopped kissing Selene; when he did, a bridge of saliva formed connecting the couple’s mouths. He looked into Selene’s blue eyes and her erratic breathing.

He understood what she wanted, smiled kindly, and showed her his neck: "Eat."

Selene wasted no time; her teeth turned into sharp fangs, and she soon bit Lucien’s neck!

"Ugh," Lucien stifled a groan as he felt Selene’s fangs pierce his neck, and to top it all off, he felt two rather soft mounds against his chest.

His eyes turned blood red, and sharp fangs replaced his teeth; he pulled Selene’s shirt aside slightly and bit his wife’s collarbone.

"Ahhh~" Selene moaned loudly. For some reason, her legs felt very weak, and she also noticed a clear liquid seeping from her private parts; this liquid was staining her pants.

"???" Lucien didn’t understand why she reacted so intensely, but he didn’t have time to think about it when the taste of blood touched his tongue. Unconsciously, he squeezed Selene’s thick rear end harder.

Selene wrapped her legs around Lucien; as she did so, she felt something touching her intimate area.

"Was Selene always like this?" Sesha asks with a slight blush on her cheeks; this sight is turning her on.

Roxana bites her lip and replies, "I don’t know."

...

A few minutes later, the couple was completely satisfied.

"Darling, why were you so angry a few minutes ago?" Selene asked, leaning on his chest.

Lucien’s face hardened for a moment, and he sighed, "Roxana told me that they arranged a marriage for her."

Although he says it in a calm tone, Selene and the other wives feel his anger and look at him with concern.

He sighs, pushing those thoughts aside: ’There’s no point in thinking about something I can’t control... I just have to become stronger.’ His resolve grew stronger; only then could he live peacefully with his wives.

"Hmm?" He felt two beautiful vampires lie down beside him, Sesha on his right, Roxana on his left, and Selene on top of him in a dangerous spot... although it didn’t bother him in the least.

’All that’s missing is my powerful wife Scarlet.’ Thinking of her brings a smile to his lips; he knows she is preparing his training.

Suddenly, he feels a pair of fangs sink into his neck, he tightens up, the stimulus was very strong: "Ugh..." He held back with all his strength to let out a moan, his eyes looking first at Seshe and then at Roxana.

Due to his position, he cannot drink his wife’s blood, so he endured all this stimulation. ’I have to hold back and not make a shameful sound,’ but... Selene looks at him with a mischievous smile.

"Honey, weren’t you sleeping?" he asks, smiling, amused.

Selene’s smile widens: "But you woke me up, so..." Maintaining that smile, she bites his neck.

Lucien moves closer slightly, holds back his excitement, bites his tongue as he feels his blood calm down, but he’s not going to stand still when he’s being attacked by his beautiful wives.

He looks at his nearest victim and bites her neck, beginning to drink her blood. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Ahh~!" Selene moaned, stopping drinking Lucien’s delicious blood as she felt his fangs sink into her collarbone, her face red as a tomato.

’This is my revenge.’ He smiles smugly to himself and continues drinking her blood, which is like heavenly ice cream.

...

Two days later.

Several people were seated at a ridiculously large table. And, not far from the table, Vanessa, Kronii, Luna, Mayla, and Walter waited to receive any requests from their respective masters.

"...I really wonder if it was the right decision for Mrs. Scarlet to marry you," asked Adele, who was sitting next to Melenia and Kanata.

"Oh, really?" Scarlet looked at her servant with curious eyes, though a dangerous glint could be seen.

"Hmm?" Lucien, who was sitting on the sofa next to Sesha, Selene, Roxana, and Scarlet, looked at Adele with a disinterested expression.

"One question," he continued with the same disinterested expression, then added, "Are you married to me?"

"No," Adele denied.

"Then why the hell are you giving your opinion on something that’s none of your business?" she said disdainfully.

"..." Adele remains silent. She dislikes this arrogant vampire intensely, but she is not going to remain silent. Her pride will not allow it! "These last two days... you’ve just been," an expression of disgust appears on her face, but as she does not want to offend her master, she swallows her words: "You are nothing more than that..."

"Pff-... HAHAHAHA" Lucien bursts out laughing; he doesn’t understand why that vampire treats him that way, although honestly, he doesn’t care. But he’s not going to let himself be intimidated; something inside him won’t allow it.

"You couldn’t sound more pathetic," he says after he stops laughing.

Clap.

Lucien applauds, and the tense atmosphere disappears as if it had never been there. He asks, "Scarlet, can you explain to me the difference between a clan and a family? I feel like it’s not as simple as it seems."

"How do you know that?" She raises an eyebrow.

"Selene’s maid told me when I asked her, and I was left with that question."

"You’re quick on the uptake, eh..." Scarlet smiles. "The difference between those two families and clans lies in strength."

"Strength?" Lucien repeats.

"That’s right. We noble vampires experience an increase in power every 500 years, but the first one is the most important, as it is when we reach adulthood, and our bodies can mature and withstand all our power," explains Scarlet.

"I see. What does that have to do with the difference between clan and family?"

"Honey, let me finish," Scarlet sighs and continues, "When vampires reach maturity, they have the opportunity to obtain a noble title, which would be the lowest, that of baron. But to obtain that title, they must have considerable strength."

"So, you’re a countess, which means you’re very powerful, right?" Lucien looks at her with a wide, predatory smile, revealing all his sharp teeth.

"Yes, but counts are more special, and there are five of us. But to obtain the title of count, you need to ascend to the true form of vampires."

A second of silence fell over the room as Lucien thought and absorbed all the information he had just obtained.

"I see..." Lucien murmured, leaning back slightly on the sofa with a thoughtful expression. "So, vampires who fail to acquire a title create clans, right?"

"Correct." Scarlet nodded with a slight smile, though her eyes exuded contempt.

"We, being such a long-lived race and receiving a natural increase in power every five hundred years, many believe they do not need to train. They are content with what their blood grants them."

She said the last sentence with a tone full of disdain, as if that mediocrity was repulsive to her.

Lucien watched her silently for a few seconds. Then he smiled subtly.

"By the way, dear, I have a question."

"Ask," Scarlet replied, raising an eyebrow, curious about the intriguing tone in her husband’s voice.

"During our brief confrontation..." Lucien leaned forward slightly, resting his elbow on his knee and his chin on his hand. His eyes studied her with a glint of genuine curiosity. "Who is capable of confronting you? I don’t mean mere adversaries, but someone who could actually kill you."

Scarlet watched him for a few seconds, considering whether to respond. Finally, she let out a soft laugh. "Heh... there was only one man who could do that."

Lucien tilted his head. "Was?"

"Yes," she said, crossing her legs. "He was the one who created this kingdom. The founder of Nightingale."

"And what became of him?" Lucien asked, with a crooked smile.

"He disappeared centuries ago..." Scarlet looks at him without the smile fading from her face. "Or perhaps millennia. No one knows for sure."

Lucien smiled. "And who was this man who could face you without dying in the attempt?"

Scarlet looked at him and said with a smile.

"The King... the First Original. The Progenitor of all vampires."