The coven gathered around as their thrall returned, his arms laden with a thick leather-bound book. He bowed deeply before presenting it to the queen. "My queen," he said, his voice quavering slightly, "I have returned with the Sacred Scrolls of the Vampires."

Eve's eyes widened in appreciation as she took the ancient tome from the thrall.

"Excellent work," Eve purred, running her fingers over the worn leather binding. "This will indeed prove most useful." She closed her eyes and murmured an incantation under her breath as she flipped through the pages, revealing parchment after parchment of arcane script.

Finally, she found what she was looking for: a single piece of parchment inscribed with strange symbols. "This is it," she announced to the coven. "

She smirks up at you as you spurt your seed across her ass and back. "You're learning," she says, more to herself than to you. "Perhaps there is hope for you yet." Her eyes flash with a dangerous glint, and you can't help but wonder what challenge she will set for you next.

Her smile turns predatory as she sits up, her body still glistening with sweat and your cum. "Good," she purred, licking a stray bead of sweat from her upper lip. "I have need of something... special tonight." Her gaze fixed on you intently, a challenge in those icy blue eyes.

"Bring me the head of the High Priestess. And make sure she doesn't suffer too little at your hands."