The Vampire Queen - How I Became The Worlds Last Boss: Chapter 20

Celestia

I’m awake; I know I am. But why can’t I move? At the same time, my eyes won’t open, and a loud buzzing noise seems to be all around. That’s when it hit me. I know what this is! It’s sleep paralysis! I remember having to deal with it a lot more than I would have liked in my past world. After my first five experiences with this bizarre phenomenon, I trained myself to just stay calm during its effect.

When I looked it up in the past, it was usually brought on by having high stress. What I just experienced before falling unconscious was definitely a high-stress situation. I was fully conscious during my attack on Rhea but was unable to stop myself. As if some kind of force were pushing my actions. Not being in control is something I’ve always hated.

That’s why I never consumed alcohol in the past and also stayed away from drugs. You could say that I’m straight-laced. But only when it came to that kind of stuff; otherwise, I would fall more into the loner category. Which is why I’m trying to be more open with the people I care about who are now in my life. Rhea is the key example of that, with how strongly I came onto her on our first day at the academy. But I have no regrets when it comes to that.

As my body finally comes together and my eyes flutter open, I notice I’m currently looking up at a ceiling. It’s something I’ve seen every day for the past week, so I know I’m in my own bed. But I’m still unable to move in the slightest with someone having a very tight grip around my body. Turning to my side, I see Rhea sleeping soundly with her arms wrapped around my midsection, completely trapping both my arms within her grasp. She also has one of her legs wrapped around one of mine, making it impossible to move it.

A very familiar scent is being inhaled through my nostrils. It's become my very favorite scent, at least in this lifetime. Even though it’s Rhea’s natural scent from her sweat, it’s still so intoxicating for me to take it all in. I wonder if she feels the same way about mine. Who am I kidding, though? With the way she always clings to my body on a daily basis, there’s no doubt she enjoys it.

I guess I can afford to stay as her hug pillow for a little while longer because, honestly, I’m enjoying this immensely. On the other hand, there is something I really need to think about. My mother told me right before I succumbed to the destruction magic about an impending incident, which will happen in about a week’s time. Caroline and my second brother... wait... He’s no more a brother than Caroline is a sister.

Now that I know the whole truth, they have absolutely no relation to me whatsoever. I don’t have to feel any guilt about killing off that family in the future. Honestly, I felt a tinge of sadness for holding pure contempt towards my family. Even though they treated me horribly, it still wasn’t going to change my final decision to dispose of them in the future.

There’s also Rhea’s jerk off of a father who is also coming along. Knights from both Voltaire and Caldworth will be making the journey. To top it all off, royal guards are following from the rear, as my mother informed me. I will truly miss her interactions for the following years. Until we meet again, mom, I will hold you in my heart.

The second most important thing is that I figured out something amazing about my destruction magic while I was in that state. I unconsciously felt that if I destroyed something with my magic, I could reform it into something much stronger than before. It most likely won’t work on living things, but any inanimate object should work perfectly.

As soon as I get the chance, I should try it with my scythe and see how it performs compared to before. Just thinking of the possibilities is amazing. Couldn’t I just go to the armory of a castle, completely destroy it, and get my own personal destructive arsenal? I could also destroy the king’s castle with my magic and be able to create it as my very own back here at home.

I turn my head to the other side of the room and notice that on one of the couches sleeping were Mila and Hieko. It really is a great feeling to be cared for in such a way. Something I’ve never felt and, at the same time, am afraid to get used to. I really hope this lasts for eternity because I don’t want to lose it.

In my last life, I pretty much gave up on living and was waiting for my death. But I refuse to make that same mistake the second time around. I have to protect everyone dear to me and make sure we prosper. Soon, there will be twelve more individuals who I will have to care about. I wonder how they're doing.

The biggest question I have right now is: How will they view me? As a mother, leader, queen, or possibly something I’m not even thinking about? They were given birth through my magic, with my mother acting as a medium for the cradle to work. In a way, she’s also their mother, right? I mean, I guess a grandmother would be more accurate, but she also helped during the birthing process. So, I guess, like a godmother? She is a goddess, after all.

Of course, my number one worry during that whole episode was Rhea’s safety. I was in a constant state of panic as I watched Rhea try her best to overcome my magic as it threw her around. Something I noticed about Rhea very early on was how much of a fighter she has become. Even though she was visibly withdrawn, she never actually gave up. Her having to live through that same crap four times must have really strengthened her.

I’m not confident of how well I would come out of it if I were placed in that same predicament. Looking back over at Rhea, who was now staring at me silently with her sparkling, bright magenta eyes, we both just lay there gazing at one another, neither of us making a move. That was until I broke the staring contest with a quick lick of her lips.

[R-18 Begins]

I can only assume I had a seductive smile, as I look at her beautiful appearance, and at the same time, I swear I saw stars appear within her eyes. She really has eyes out of this world; they're so mesmerizing. Her restraint is almost nonexistent when it comes to counterattacking me right after my provocation.

Both of our lips come together as we lick at each other’s tongues with vigor, trying to take in the taste of each other. I felt her leg, which was wrapped around my body, start to trace up and down along my thigh with her toe. Rhea’s gaze was so fierce, as if she were in a battle, while we each fought for dominance in our tongue battle.

If I truly wanted to break this hold, I most likely could, but honestly, I kind of liked this whole dominant side of Rhea. It was a major turn-on for me. While in the future I have no problem taking the dominant role, every now and then something like this is really exhilarating.

She’s literally the only person with whom I would ever act this way. Allowing someone else to control you, as I’ve said before, is just not for me. But I trust Rhea with all my heart, and I know she would never harm me in any way.

I decided to get a little friskier as I released one of my arms from her hold and shoved it under her shirt, grabbing onto Rhea’s soft, perky nipple. We both had modest chest sizes, but they were the perfect size, in my opinion. I wasn’t really into watermelon breast. Squeezing it with two fingers, I felt Rhea squirm as her nipple squished between them. She followed suit and returned my action with an identical response.

This is the first time I actually had my breasts fondled by someone, and, oh my god, did it feel amazing! These feelings going through my body are sending me to heaven as I take in the powerful tingling sensations. During all this, we’re playing tonsil hockey, with each giving the other a tongue job. Completely sucking and taking in the others within their lips and enjoying the flavors.

Rhea’s hair was dropping in front of our eyes, neither one of us caring enough to fling it back, with both of us preoccupied in pleasure with our private parts. I was getting to my limit of excitement, wanting to take it even further. I break completely free of Rhea’s grasp and fling her over my body to the other side of the bed, putting myself right on top of her.

Looking down on Rhea’s very seductive and suggestive face, I couldn’t help but once again lock lips. My hands were going south, and for the first time, I found out what it was like to finger a girl. Rhea was probably as soaking wet as you could possibly get, and I’m no different. My whole body is in a state of euphoria as Rhea and I smack our lips into each other as our tongues frantically look for something to lick. Two of my fingers are sloshing around in her moist pussy lips as I venture in and out.

We both moan vehemently into each other’s mouths as we enjoy each other’s company in the best way possible. That was only until I looked back at the couch, as both the fox and pegasus were watching on with a calm expression. It was the absolutely worst possible situation, as cold water, figuratively, was just poured on my whole body.

[R-18 Ends]

Rhea was also noticing our spectators as I nudged her cheek to the side, showing her Hieko and Mila. She instantly stopped, her face turning bright red. My body also felt extremely hot, and I don’t think it was from our almost first time; we just had. After my mother’s explanation, it’s hard not to look at them as siblings, with her being their creator. I guess Onyx had the right idea of calling me Big Sister.

I haven’t even spoken a word to Rhea yet, and I’m sure these two were also worried about what happened. So it wouldn’t be right to continue any further, at least for now. With how much I’m sure we both wanted to continue, it’s only a matter of time.

"Sorry, Rhea, but we have to stop there for now.” I said it begrudgingly.

“Okay, Celestia, I understand. That was so amazing, though.” With those words, Rhea stole another kiss from my lips before jumping off the bed.

My hands reactively smacked her ass as she jumped away. She turned around with a surprised face, and at the same time, I saw a look of intrigue. She one hundred percent enjoyed that. I guess I will have to explore it later, when we get the chance.

“It’s always a great morning when I see your cute face, Rhea.” I said this as I smiled at the girl in my heart.

“Same here, Celestia; I love my new life! To think this was all because of what your mother did.” She said it as if it were nothing.

What? She already knows about my mother. Does she also know everything else?

“You know who my mother is, Rhea?” I asked, astonished with only just learning about this fact yesterday.

“Yeah, Hieko and Mila explained about the details leading up to now. They told me about my mother-in-law’s reason for bringing us together.” Rhea once again says something crazy, but also true.

Damn! So, when my mother was laying it all bare inside the cradle, Hieko and Mila were doing the same thing for Rhea. I guess that makes it a lot easier with her already knowing everything. She also mentioned a mother-in-law. I mean, I guess it’s not wrong. Marrying her in the future was always part of the plan, but hearing it out loud like that really hits home.

“So, should I start calling you wife or wifey? What about Waifu?" I said it with a chuckle.

Rhea once again had a bright red face at my provocation. Her patented hands-over face, making a cute expression, was on full display.

“Do whatever you want.” Rhea blurts out as she jumps back on the bed and puts a pillow over her head.

I look over at Hieko and Mila, who seem to be enjoying the show. “How are the new inhabitants of the cradle fairing?” I’m not actually sure how much time it takes for them to become fully alive, but I'm pretty sure it's not long.

‘Master, they all seem to be doing well, and it will probably take about a week or two before they will be born.’ Mila announces in her smooth and calming voice. She really does have the best tone. If I ever have trouble sleeping, I’m sure her just talking for five minutes would put me to sleep.

‘How do you feel, master? Are there any lasting effects from the cradle?’ Hieko asks.

“I’m all good, Hieko. Do either of you know if Astarot is busy?” I asked curiously about the current situation with the egotistical dragon.

‘He’s the same, always getting high off his own farts. No one is more annoying than that damn dragon’s ego.’ Hieko says it with rage as Mila snickers.

“I have a task that I want him to accomplish, and I think he would be the best individual for it. Both of our families are currently on their way here, with a big army approaching our territory. It will probably take about a week or so.”

“What? My family is coming.” Rhea yells with contempt.

“I only heard your father is coming; I don’t know anything about the rest. Caroline will also be following for some reason. That bitch really doesn’t know how to keep her distance.” I sigh internally.

“Isn’t she the one who treated you badly, Celestia?” Rhea asks in a huff.

“That’s correct; she’s the one from the Voltaire family that deserves the worst treatment.” My eyes train on Rhea as her emotions starts to ignite and her holy fire engulfs her body.

“Let me kill her, Celestia; I want to do this.” Rhea says, with fire erupting as her eyes sparkle with a dangerous light.

I don’t have any issues with that, but if she wants to take care of Caroline, then her father is mine. That bastard destroyed her life so many times and deserves a miserable death. He treated her as nothing more than a thing to sell to the highest bidder.

“Alright, then I will kill your father and take out my animosity towards him. For what that bastard did to you in all your lifetimes. He will die by my hand!” I said this as Rhea and I both looked at each other with solemn faces. We will see our conviction come to fruition.

Looking within myself, I pinpoint Astarot’s current location. For some reason, I can also feel more than one hundred dragons within his vicinity. It’s faint, but I can for sure feel it. I wonder if whoever Astarot has under him is also considered one of mine. It’s very interesting. My lips curled up into a most likely wicked smile.

‘Astarot, can you hear me?’ I call out to the dragon through our connection.

'Yes, master, do you need this mighty dragon for something?’ Astarot says it with a booming voice.

‘That’s right, Astarot; I need the strongest dragon to do a task for me.’ Feeding into his ego will only get better results. I look over at Hieko, who is sighing to herself, probably annoyed at me for giving into his act.

‘You need this mighty dragon for something important, master; I will go destroy a capital city in your honor. Just point in the direction you wish to be erased.’ He once again resounds with a loud voice inside my head. It’s like he talks in caps lock.

‘That won’t be necessary as of yet, but I need you to play with some interesting prey for the next week. There is currently an army with some important targets headed in our direction.

‘Those damn fools, they will know my wrath.’ This time it wasn’t only in my head, but a roar from the top of the mountain thundered down.

‘Astarot, it’s very important that you don’t kill them all immediately; they're coming from the direction of the Trothia Kingdom. I want them all to suffer and have a majority make it to our land. Especially our main targets, whom Rhea and I want to take our vengeance out on. Could you do me this favor, you mighty dragon?’ I ask, feeding even more into his huge ego.

‘This dragon's power is so great; it might be hard not to kill them all in one breath. But I will see what I can do, master. I do not wish to fail on my first task, given to me by my benefactor, of becoming the strongest of all dragons.’ Honestly, the way he talked was kind of intriguing, and I really wanted to watch his little show.

'Alright, Astarot, do your worst! But keep casualties to a minimum till they reach us, and if for some reason they try to escape, make sure to force them in our direction. It’s very important that the leaders of that army make it here. Do me proud, you magnificent dragon!’ I will lay it on as thick as I can, so I will get my desired results!

‘This dragon will go at once.’ He says this as the link disconnects. There is a loud roar in the distance as multiple dragons fly over our heads towards Trothia.

I look over at Rhea, who has a beaming smile. She was probably also excited about what was about to take place. We will have to train our magic hard this next week, so we're ready for this suicidal attack. Does this king even care about his people?