Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 255

Read Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee Chapter 255 – The House Of Horror

*Warning: This chapter contains mild abuse and torture*

Maynard’s POV: Years Ago

“Where are you taking me?” I asked my brother as he kept making me run after him.

“Don‘t raise your voice, somebody might hear us,” Geralt whispered as he held my hand even tighter and ran downstairs with me.

“Are we going to the basement?” I asked, not understanding what the hell was going on.

“Yeah! But just to play a game,” he uttered. My 8–year–old self didn‘t get my brother‘s desper ate need to take me to the basement.

I followed him silently after he told me we were going to play games in there.

Once we had reached the basement and he had locked the door from inside, he sat me down on the ground, facing me with a weird look on his face.

“What game are we playing?” I asked in confusion.

“Give me your hand,” he asked as he pulled his hand out. I thought the game had started, so I gave him my hand.

He brought it near his face and smelt it. “I am going to taste your blood,” he then whispered, and my body shuddered in response.

“What?” I let out an awkward laugh, thinking he was pretending to be a monster.

“It will not hurt, don‘t worry,” he promised.

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“It will not hurt, don‘t worry,” he promised. Before I could even protest, he dug his sharp teeth into my hand and started drinking my blood.

I was lost and in pain. It didn‘t make any sense how a twelve–year–old was able to get his ca nines out, and why was he drinking my blood? “Geralt, I‘m not feeling well.” I didn‘t feel right for a few minutes.

It was as if he wasn‘t going to stop anytime soon. “Geralt!” I called for him again, and he ignored me once again. “Brother!” That was it for me. I didn‘t want to play that game anymore.

“GERALT STOP!” I yelled in desperation, pulling my hand back and away from him finally.

“I don‘t want to play this game,” I yelled, crawling back and away from him in fear. Thankfully, my mother heard my cries and rushed downstairs to check on us.

She would usu ally not let us get out of her sight, so I expected her to arrive anytime soon.

“What is going on here?” Mom rushed downstairs in haste, watching us with her eyes bugged out. “He was drinking my blood.” I let out a cry, showcasing my bloodied hand to her.

“What?” she looked at Geralt, who had his eyes changed to red color while he hissed and howled.

“Oh no! Geralt, you cannot do that.” She knelt down beside him and rubbed his arm to calm him down.

“I‘m fine. In fact, I‘m feeling better than ever,” Geralt smiled at mom, who pouted sadly while caressing his cheeks.

“Mom! I’m not feeling well.” I had to interrupt them because I was beginning to feel very dizzy.

“Maynard! Don‘t you see your brother needs me?” Mom yelled as she glared at me and slapped my hand away to not show her what her favorite son had done to me. “Let me take you to your room.”