We, the Stygian Children; the legitimate offspring of the Styx goddess, hereby curse the demi-god triplets that tainted the Stygian blood.

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"Kal" He looked at me with worried eyes. Members of the coven dispersed as soon as they were granted permission to explore the land. Only on one condition, they need to stay within the dome of protective barrier. Raziel warned them that whoever goes in or out of that barrier without permission from him or Kalhil will be teleported in an isolation cell he made.

"Raziel, my lord. What if he. . ." Kal followed Raziel into his chambers with a distressed face. Raziel Nox raised his brow at the puppy-like Kahlil.

"Show me the child of night. He wasn't there at the assembly." The eldest orphan nodded and snapped his finger, making the child of night appear before Raziel's eyes. Raziel frowned as the boy's distinct features made it clear he was once favored by his brother. Jet black hair, pale olive skin, and a pair of ruby red orbs. "Leave" He commanded the uncomfortable Kalhil.

"But master," Kal was about to protest worried about what might happen, but Raziel waved his hand teleporting Kal back to his room. The coven lord glared at the child of night while heading for his leather armchair.

"M. .my lord," He tried, but the coven lord showed disapproval. Raising a finger, Raziel forced the rave haired child to kneel on the floor.

"How long have you been here?" The child of night fiddled with his hand while staring at his reflection on the marbled flooring. "Drop the act. I know you are in line with Levant. You reek of him, so now tell me young one. How did you manipulate your way here to the coven, and earn Kal's trust?"

In an instant, the child of night placed his hand lazily on his side while he stares at Raziel with a smug expression. The fidgety image he portrayed now long gone.

"Hmm" Raziel sighed, knowing the answer. "It seems you dealt with him using this." With a twirl of  a finger, Raziel gestured for his clothing to come off. The smug vampire gasped once he realized his clothes disappear. A red tinge surfaced on his cheeks against his pale olive skin.

"Yes, I did. But he ordered me to stay and watch. Lord Raziel it's been 50 years since I lost contact with him. I just stayed with Kal. We're friends, yes, I seduced my way into this coven but. . . I truly am an orphan. He dismissed me. He thinks I'm impure. He. ."

Raziel chuckled, knowing all too well. His brother, Levant, is cursed by the sun. A demi-god tainted with the curse of vampirism. Raziel got played in Levant's mind game and by the end. Everyone deemed him as a tyrant who abuses his power. It was too late to realize by then, the innocent Raziel got caught in a carefully placed trap. But in reality, Levant was afraid of his brother's powers as he was the only one who had the three curses. The only one who was cursed to use the power of nature. The only one who has something in common with their father: a witch. Levant despises them, simply because he hates the fact that he does not possess such power.

"Still hates the witches" Raziel said out loud, making the little child of night nod in agreement rather eagerly.

"I swear I mean no harm. Don't send me away." Raziel raised his brows at him, a thought suddenly popped into his mind. "Come here" He gulped, conscious of how he is butt naked. The child grit his teeth as he stands up while covering a certain part of his body.

"Straddle me." Raziel commanded. He stared at the coven lord with a strange look. Raziel tapped his finger, slightly scratching the leather with his long nails, on the armrest, making the child straddle him by force.

"W. . . what." Rhydian Night flushed at the scandalous position. Seeing the rumored androgynous beauty of the youngest prince makes him unable to function. He avoided eye contact, covering his face with his hands as he tries to calm his building arousal.

"Show me how you got in the coven, what you had to do that my brother thinks of you as impure." Raziel observed the shivering little vampire in front of him. He licked his lips as his line of sight travels down to the twitching rod, as if greeting him, snuggly resting on his stomach.

"I slept with Kal" He answered rather plainly making Raziel sigh. "I know this is already established. I told you to show me how." He was getting impatient, but still did his best to calm down.

"Name?" Raziel asked as he lightly taps the erect reddish pink nipple in front of him earning a gasp in return. "Rhydian Night, my lord." The young lad's head hung low, as if trying to hide himself, still covering his face. Raziel further relaxed his body into the sofa, leaning in to its softness as he watches Rhydian writher in front of him.

"Well then Rhydian, go on. Show me." Raziel's singsong voice echoed in Rhydian's ear further arousing the lad. To think he'll have such an intimate encounter with the youngest prince. He feels he is not worthy. He has always prided himself as handsome, but in front of this godly creature he looks like an ant.

"Lord, please. I do not want to stain you-" "Such nonsense."

Raziel raises his hand, placing his index finger under Rhydian's chin, lifting his head up. The little vampire was forced to remove the hands covering his face, making him squint at the blinding presence in front of him. "If you want to stay in this coven then renounce your blood pact with that traitor." Rhydian gasped as he looked into Raziel's unique orbs.

Surely, he had the luck to witness all the triplet's features, but among his siblings Raziel is the most. . . "So beautiful," he let out earning a chuckle from Raziel. That managed to pull him out of his trance making him nod.  It didn't help the fact that they were in a compromising situation, he had to blurt that out loud. If this is a game he is losing.

"Alright then. Swear" Rhydian wants to cry, he is in his most naked state, straddling this coven's lord, and his semi-boner is clearly evident. But Raziel wanted him to swear allegiance? In this situation?

Getting impatient Raziel had enough as he grab the child's hair, forcing him to lower himself to his body. Rhydian breathed out shakily as he could feel his boner rub Raziel's body. He is now on top of Raziel's chest, his lips inches from his.

Raziel let out his fangs and nibbled on Rhydian's lower lip making it bleed.

"Child do not test my patience," he warned.

Rhydian tried his best to take control of his voice. "I, Rhydian Night, swear my mind, soul, blood, and body to Raziel Leor Nox. May I forever be his until my death." Satisfied, Raziel took a hold of his waist, pressing his whole body into him. Now for sure Rhydian had a raging boner, who in their right mind performs a sacred pact like this?

Not having the ability to reach other parts of his lord's body, as he is currently bound, Rhydian has no choice but to imitate. . . . the audacity.

Rhydian felt Raziel's manhood grinding his butt and he almost loses it.  "M. . . my lord may I?" Raziel chuckled in response as Rhydian bare his fangs and bit on his lord's lips to draw out blood.

Raziel responded, making the ritual into a full blown passionate kiss. Rhydian managed to lift his head to utter the last words shakily.

"W. . .with my blood mixed unto yours. May it bear witnes-" as soon as he finally finished the ritual of a new blood pact Raziel flipped him over. Now he is under his new lord, literally. Raziel's silver locks touched his skin, making him shiver in anticipation.

In a blink of an eye Raziel's robe was undone, revealing his slender yet masculine body. Rhydian gulped as he thirst for the body in front of him.

"So sweet" Raziel breathed as he lower himself wishing for another taste of that sweet blood. Rhydian moaned as fangs penetrate his neck. "Mhmm, l. . .lord please"

"Now, now, don't be impatient. I'll take my sweet time ravishing you. After all, you'll be my first course."