Innocent Devil’s Harem Taboo Ch. 15

Fuck, that brought up another concern.

Could Gabriella even stomach drinking blood from a living animal? I mean, she was vegetarian before all this, and yeah she was kind of alright with eating meat, but this was an entirely different situation.

"R-Right," I said hesitantly, my thoughts moving to considering how we could test our limitations out. "Oh, and can I borrow your gun?" I asked, directing my question to my sister.

That caught them all off guard, everyone looking at me like I was crazy.

"To shoot yourself?" Nick clarified in disbelief.

I nodded, causing my sister to gasp.

"Kai!" she exclaimed. "Isn't there some other way?"

I focused on her again, giving her a sympathetic look. "To see how much I can get hurt, before I might lose control? No, I don't think there is."

She grimaced, taking a shallow breath. "You just better be careful! I can't lose you! You're the only family I have left!"

I gave her a weak smile. "I know. And I'm not going to try to kill myself. I'll stop before it gets to that point. But I also can't risk killing some random person just because I don't know what my limits are." I sighed heavily. "I love you, sis."

"I love you too," she whispered, still seeming against the idea, but knowing I was determined.

I bent down to give her a quick hug, and then grabbed Gabriella's hand to lead her over to where I'd left my sister's gun, followed by heading out past the stairs to the backdoor. Once we got outside, Gabriella started apologizing again, obviously still feeling miserable about what she'd done.

I shook my head in response, leading her past the shed into the trees. "No, I'm sorry. I didn't know this would happen. I wouldn't have bitten you if I'd known."

She was quiet for a few seconds as she absorbed that. She then tentatively spoke up. "Kai...I feel horrible about what I did. Like, really horrible." She paused. "But, if this means I've really become like you, then that makes me kind of glad. It makes me feel closer to you now."

"It does?" I said in surprise, glancing back at her still-vibrant emerald eyes.

She nodded, a slight blush appearing beneath her tan cheeks. Her tone was more lighthearted, with it being obvious she was trying to lighten my mood. "If anything, it might mean I can actually overpower you in bed now."

I unexpectedly chuckled at that, which was a nice temporary release from all the tension I felt.

Gabriella smiled weakly in response, seeming happy to have made me laugh, but clearly still feeling miserable.

I took a deep breath, still a little amused as I shook my head. "Wow, you really have a one-track mind, don't you?" I teased.

She gave me a slightly more playful look. "Normally it's guys with that kind of problem, but when I'm with you, I just can't help myself."

I gave her a small smile. "As if you didn't already do what you wanted before," I said with mock disbelief.

She finally smiled more fully, before it vanished just as fast. "I love you," she whispered somberly.

"I love you too," I replied sincerely. "Now, we need to get you something to eat, hopefully--" My voice cut off when her expression suddenly became serious, as she started looking around. It was enough for me to quickly focus on my senses in alarm, only to not notice anything significant.

Just the trees rustling in the wind, the bird singing at each other, a few early cicadas chirping in the distance. It was actually kind of peaceful, or would have been were it not for what just happened in the house.

"What's wrong?" I asked after a moment.

Her vibrant emerald eyes focused on me. "It's just, you said your senses were stronger than regular people. But I don't feel much different than usual, except maybe a little stronger." She then held up her arms, focusing on her tan skin. "And I can't seem to turn back to normal. I tried earlier after I was done cleaning up the floor, but nothing happened." She sighed. "Although, I'm not really sure how to do it anyway."

I honestly wasn't sure either, since I had no idea how to explain a process that I'd just done naturally all my life.

I just did it.

I took a deep breath. "Well, let's just focus on finding an animal to hunt for right now. We can worry about the details later."

Gabriella frowned briefly before agreeing with a nod, prompting us to set off to hunt down a deer. I figured that would be easier for her than a predator like a coyote, or something really small that she might perceive as cute, like a squirrel. Granted, I wasn't sure how she was going to do no matter what I picked out.

As we moved quickly, I noticed that she was definitely faster than a normal person, but there was no way she'd ever be able to outrun a four-legged animal at this point. Still, it was surprisingly nice to run beside her at such an accelerated speed. In gym at school, I of course always had to hold back, making sure I wasn't the fastest person, in order to avoid the coach trying to recruit me for track or something. Thus, I was familiar with running beside others. However, going at a pace that would be considered world record breaking for humans was a different experience.

Primarily because I'd never been around anyone who could even remotely keep up with me. It made me look forward to, and hope, that maybe Gabriella would actually get faster as time progressed, though I had no idea what to expect from this seemingly unprecedented transformation.

Once I located a deer with my nose and ears, I asked her to wait so I could catch it for her, knocking it unconscious and dragging it back. However, much to my surprise, when she caught sight of me, she eagerly ran to meet me halfway, suddenly seeming extremely cheerful.

And then, even more shocking, she didn't even hesitate when I held the head up by its small antlers, wrapping her arms around the buck's neck as she bit into its furry throat, readjusting her teeth a few times until she had the blood flowing, beginning to slurp it up with each heartbeat.

Seriously, I was in shock.

I watched her in disbelief, continuing to support most of the deer's weight as she drank until its heart began sputtering and eventually stopped.

Finally, she pulled back, some of the blood having gotten on her already-torn shirt.

"Wow," she exclaimed emphatically, a huge grin on her face, a little bit of blood actively disappearing on the corners of her mouth as it seemed to get absorbed into her skin. "That was extremely satisfying."

"You liked it?" I asked seriously.

She nodded, leaning forward and grabbing my face to give me a long kiss on the lips, prompting me to drop the deer.

"Yep!" she agreed cheerfully, grinning up at me. "It was like caramel popcorn, but in liquid form. Salty, sweet, and buttery all at once. Possibly the best thing I've ever tasted..." She lowered her voice, gently rubbing her thumbs along my jaw. "Aside from your cum," she added.

I cleared my throat, only able to nod.

She tilted her head to the side slightly. "What's wrong?" she wondered, her expression adorable.

"Umm, you just seem different," I admitted. "Like, you've gone from vegetarian to drinking blood in less than a day, as if it's no big deal."

She pouted. "Is it because of my smell?" she asked. "Did it change?"

I gave her a confused look. "No, but what does that have to do with anything?"

Her pout deepened. "Well, you never did tell me if that's why you didn't want me to stop being vegetarian." She sighed. "But remember, I told you I grew up that way. I don't have a particular issue with eating meat, other than habit. And I'd much rather kill a deer than accidentally kill a person." She shivered then, dropping her hands from my face and wrapping her arms around herself. "It really scares me thinking about what might have happened if you hadn't been there to wake me up."

Honestly, I didn't want to think about it either.

Because if I hadn't been around, Gabriella could have killed my sister, and that was a horrifying thought indeed. Not to mention, I couldn't even imagine how my girlfriend would feel when she did finally wake up, only to discover that she was drinking from my sister's neck.

I mean, being completely honest, if I woke up like that, I probably would have killed myself.

Especially if it was my sister.

Which was even more reason to figure out what our limits were, to make sure nothing like that ever happened to either of us.

Unexpectedly, Gabriella cheered up again, dropping her arms and interrupting my thoughts. "So then, I still smell good?" she asked, sounding hopeful.

I just stared at her in disbelief, surprised by how quickly her emotions seemed to be shifting. "Umm, yeah. You still smell as amazing as always. Your scent hasn't changed at all." I frowned then, really focusing on it, wondering why it was the same.

I'd already considered that it might actually be because she was part-succubus, something that I'd almost forgotten about with everything going on. But I supposed this really confirmed that my assumption about her diet being the cause was wrong, because not only had she eaten meat the previous day, but she'd also just drank more blood than should be possible for her stomach to hold. Yet, she still had that intoxicating smell somewhat similar to the taste of maple syrup.

So then, maybe it was truly because she was part-succubus.

Granted, we hadn't actually confirmed that yet, since Gabriella's mom hadn't gotten back to her.

However, either way, my sister usually had the same base scent too, despite what she ate, just not as potent as Gabriella's aroma, and much more normal too. So I shouldn't be so surprised it wasn't due to her diet.

Although, with my sister's scent, while she didn't smell bad to me, I'd never compare it to something related to food. Serenity just smelled like a human female -- a very familiar scent that was extremely comforting, but not appetizing. Or more specifically, the scent itself didn't provoke my sexual appetite, like Gabriella's smell did.

"Well, that's good," she replied with a dramatic sigh. "Knowing that how I smelled was so important to you, that's been my biggest concern."

I nodded slowly, my thoughts returning to the seriousness of what almost happened back at the house. "But I guess that means I need to go catch another deer now. And shoot myself."

That got her attention, her expression immediately somber. Her voice was barely a whisper as she responded. "I can shoot myself instead, if you want. You have a better chance of stopping me from hurting anyone."

I was again taken aback, before I shook my head. "I really can't believe this. Offering to shoot yourself? And you drank the deer's blood like it was no big deal. How are you coping with this so easily?" I asked seriously.

She almost looked like she was about to cry now. "Kai, I love you. A lot." She took a deep breath, glancing away. "I accepted that this was your reality pretty quickly, and I even imagined what it would be like for you..." She paused, only to scoff. "I've certainly read enough vampire books to imagine it." She then sighed, focusing up at me again. "So it's not too difficult for me to accept this as my reality too. Besides, my body wanted it. The blood was really good, so it wasn't hard to give into that craving. And, if anything, it makes me happy that I'm like you now."

Happy? I hadn't really thought about how I felt about this, aside from feeling guilty that I'd given her my problems. But that kind of brought up a good point.

Did it make me happy?

Not that it really mattered, since I couldn't change what I'd done. But I had been perfectly content with her being a normal person. Although, now that I thought about it, maybe this meant I wouldn't have to worry about her dying from a gunshot too easily.

Not to mention...

"Hey," I said gently, glancing down at her stomach. "Can you lift your shirt up a little?" I wondered.

Gabriella gave me a confused look, before reaching down, yanking her fitted shirt up to just below her chest, revealing all of her firm tan stomach. "Why?" she wondered. "Something wrong?"

I shook my head, taking a step to the side to confirm what was already obvious. "No. But your bruising is gone."

She immediately looked down too, twisting to the side, her butt sticking out as she tried to look at her lower back, her dimples becoming more visible from the position, though the nastiest bruise from the Taser had been higher. "Huh, well that's certainly a perk," she commented.

I nodded slowly, with it finally settling in that this might be a good thing.

At the very least, she would probably perceive it as a benefit if her senses got stronger. For me, the world was so much richer than it seemed to be for a normal person, largely because I could hear, smell, and see so much more than most people. Not to mention being able to run for miles without tiring, and also having the ability to fly.

I could never imagine being a normal person, and realized I'd never want to be normal if given the choice. Even despite the problems that came with it.

Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly, refocusing my thoughts on what I had to do next. "Well, regarding the gun thing, it seems you aren't fully like me at this point. At least not yet. So we don't know for sure you would be able to handle a gunshot like I would. For one, you might not heal as fast, and it's not worth the risk."

She pouted again, but nodded in agreement.

Before continuing, I focused more heavily on my nose, testing the air to confirm what I was about to say. "Plus, there are no people around for miles. So if something happens, there are plenty of other wildlife for me to attack, assuming the next deer I catch isn't enough."

She frowned but gave me another small nod.

Leaning forward, I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a kiss, only to take a deep breath of her scent. "Okay, I'll be back."

"I love you," she whispered as I pulled away.

"I love you too," I replied sincerely, turning and beginning to jog toward what sounded like the nearest deer a couple of miles in the distance. However, as I got closer I had to abandon that particular one, because I caught a whiff of human, and while the person was far enough away, chasing down the deer could last sometimes half a mile or more, especially if it sensed me coming before I got close enough. Not to mention, the trees seemed thinner in that direction, and I just didn't want to chance it.

I assumed it must be a hiker or something, because while it was definitely bow season this time in April, I was pretty sure it was for turkeys or something, not deer. Thankfully, Nick hadn't known any better, though I had to admit I didn't pay much attention to that kind of thing either.

If anything, that would have been a better excuse for why a hunter might leave a deer in the middle of our yard. Because it wasn't the right hunting season.

About ten minutes later, and I'd picked up on another deer, sneaking up on it without issue and taking it down. Unfortunately, it woke up as I was dragging it back, so I had to knock it out again before continuing on.

Gabriella seemed concerned when she caught sight of me, though I suspected it was just because of what I was about to do. She met me halfway again, and when I knelt down in front of the deer's limp body, pulling out the gun from my pocket, she knelt behind me to wrap herself around my torso, leaning her forehead against the back of my white hair, pressing her heavy tits into my shoulders.

She had one of her arms across my chest, her upper arm against my neck while her hand was on my side, prompting me to gently kiss the part of her arm resting against my cheek. She gave me a squeeze in response, keeping her forehead buried.

I took a deep breath, made sure the safety was off, and then held the barrel up to the meaty part of my forearm.

"Ready?" I whispered.

She only nodded in response, holding me tighter.

I took another deep breath, and then pulled the trigger.

The ricocheting gunshot was louder than I was anticipating, causing us both to flinch, the thunderous noise immediately silencing all the birds and few cicadas, though the pain itself wasn't nearly as bad as I was expecting. Certainly nothing like I'd experienced the previous night, even if it still hurt like hell. The bullet also wasn't in my arm, having gone straight through and buried itself in the ground.

The entry and exit wounds immediately began gushing blood, and the craving to drink blood resurfaced, but within seconds the bleeding had stopped, leaving me with a chilled sensation as my skin healed up.

The thumping of the unconscious deer's heart beating began sounding louder, my focus being drawn to it, but resisting didn't feel any more difficult than it had been last night.

"Are you alright?" Gabriella whispered after a few seconds.

I took a deep breath. "Yeah, I'm fine so far. I have the urge, but it isn't too bad."

She nodded, giving me another squeeze.

Readjusting the barrel of the gun, I gave her a quick warning and then shot a second time. I felt lightheaded for a moment this time, but could already tell that not much else had changed. Thus, I repositioned the gun, and fired again.

The wound stopped bleeding just as fast as before, but it didn't seem to heal right away this time.

Yet still, the craving for blood didn't seem to get any stronger.

"I think I need to try to bleed more," I announced. "Because the urge isn't changing. I probably need to hit a major artery or something," I added, positioning the barrel on my bicep.

Gabriella nodded against the back of my head, glancing at what I was doing. "You need to move the gun a little lower then," she instructed quietly. "There's a major artery that runs down the center."

I glanced back at her in surprise, causing her to pull her head away slightly.

She answered my confused expression. "Anatomy and Physiology, remember?" she said simply.

"Oh, right," I replied, my brow furrowing as I readjusted the gun. "Thanks," I added, getting ready to pull the trigger again.

She didn't respond, holding me tight in preparation. It was obvious she hated this, but we both knew it had to be done. We had to know what would happen if we were hurt too badly, and I suspected that blood loss was the most important aspect. Because while I'd suffered a lot of damage last night, those harpoon-like projectiles had also prevented excessive bleeding.

And with the way my body worked, even internal bleeding likely didn't count as blood loss, since my body could seemingly just reabsorb it. If anything, that might have been why I was able to keep my own sanity even despite the situation.

Taking another controlled breath, I pulled the trigger.

Instantly, the bullet lodged itself in my bone, my body jerking forward from the agony, barely managing to stifle a scream as it began gushing all over my side. Gabriella immediately started to apologize over and over again, as if it was somehow her fault, her scent laced with guilt and remorse.

My head felt like it was swimming as I tried to pull myself together, my vision dark around the edges.

"I think I'm going to pass out," I hissed just as my vision darkened even more.

"What should I do?" I heard Gabriella ask urgently, her voice sounding like it was a mile away, both of us knowing we hadn't planned for something like this to happen.

But I wasn't able to respond, feeling like I couldn't form coherent thoughts as the ground abruptly came a little closer, my head dropping.

I barely heard Gabriella urgently ask something else, but I couldn't hear her now, my mind fading away entirely, a low growl the only sound rumbling in my ears.

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