My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave-Chapter 44: The best way to be forgiven (2)

Chris impatiently brings his glans closer to her pussy, close enough to feel her hair brushing against it.

But just as he’s about to take the final step...

"Ouch!"

She bites his lip until it bleeds, even though it heals instantly.

"Don’t get ahead of yourself, Chris. You’re not worthy of that yet."

He settles for an annoyed grimace that briefly breaks the tension. But he doesn’t want to ruin this moment of intimacy he’s earned, so he quickly pushes the rejection aside and goes back to kissing and touching her with renewed intensity, while she does the same.

"You’re dying to put it inside me, aren’t you?" Isabelle teases.

Chris nods quickly. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"I can’t wait to take you inside either, believe me. My body is trembling with the need to feel a cock as big as yours inside me, and I won’t deny it takes effort not to completely let myself go with you. But you know, the last man who fucked me was my late husband, Mia’s father — the king of the vampires. Not just anyone. As you can imagine, I have very high standards. But if you manage to finally unlock your Innatus... well, then you might just meet them."

"Y-You’re serious...?"

"I’ve never been more serious. Show me you can activate that power on command, and I’ll give you one night to do whatever you want to me..."

As she speaks, Isabelle strokes him with more intensity, licking his lips in a way he can’t resist while pressing her chest against his.

"W-When you say everything... do you really mean everything...?"

"Everything, everything, my little Chris. For one night only, I’ll let you put your cock wherever you want, as many times as you want. You’ll be able to satisfy every erotic fantasy that comes to mind, even the most extreme and immoral ones. I’ll be your sex slave, and you can do whatever you want to me without me being able to resist."

"Even if the world falls apart, I’ll find a way to awaken my Innatus!"

Chris has never been this determined in his life.

"Oh, I hope that day comes soon — I can’t wait to find out what perverse fantasies fill your horny mind. But there’s no point talking about it now — just enjoy my forgiveness, because tomorrow you go back to being my little slave."

"O-Okay... can I come in your mouth?"

Isabelle gives him a mischievous smile.

"Yes, you can."

Without thinking, Chris grabs her hair and pushes her head down. His cock forces its way back between her lips, and she lets him.

She goes back to licking and sucking him, this time slower and sweeter, as if savoring an ice cream cone.

When she feels his body tense with the coming orgasm, she pulls back for a moment and lowers her head further.

She starts licking his testicles, almost taking them fully in.

Finally, she takes him back into her mouth and gives a few last, decisive movements, making Chris explode. Isabelle swallows every drop with pleasure.

Completely drained, he stretches out and collapses, his arms dangling off the mattress.

"You look satisfied, my sweet Chris. So, did you forgive me?"

"Yes, I’d say so. I know this might sound strange, but... what does my semen taste like?"

Isabelle looks confused for a moment.

"It tastes like semen. What else would it taste like? And what kind of question is that? I’m not a semen sommelier."

"Yeah, I figured... forget it, just pretend I didn’t say anything."

Chris just wanted to satisfy his curiosity about something Zaira had told him before — that his semen supposedly tasted like a vampire’s.

"You really are strange sometimes. Now lie on your stomach — it’s time for the massage I promised you."

Chris doesn’t need to be told twice. After that blowjob, all he wants is some cuddling. Isabelle sits astride him and starts massaging his shoulders skillfully.

Ahh... this is almost better than sex...

He has never felt this relaxed in his life. He could fall asleep at any moment.

"Isabelle, can I ask you something? Were you hesitant to go topless because of that scar on your breast?"

"Yeah, it’s embarrassing. I’m really ashamed of it. An indelible mark that ruins my perfect body — it’s awful..."

"That’s strange, though. When we get injured our bodies regenerate without scars. So how do you have one?"

"Do you remember when I told you how dangerous the Sacred Light is for us vampires?"

"Of course I remember — I’m still too young for Alzheimer’s. So?"

"Well, this is exactly what I meant. It dates back twenty years, and it still hasn’t fully healed."

"Damn, now that I look at it more closely, if it had been a little more to the side it would have pierced your heart. That must’ve been really bad."

Chris yawns between words, his eyelids heavy as boulders as he struggles to keep them open.

"Yeah. That was probably the closest I’ve ever come to dying. It was a Japanese Monster Slayer, but he was also a womanizer and didn’t feel like killing a piece of ass like me. Basically, if I’d been a little uglier, I’d be dead."

"Wow, that guy must’ve been really strong to almost kill someone like you..."

His voice grows more slurred and sleepy, and he can’t even keep his eyes open anymore.

"Well, he was the strongest human I’ve ever faced. Since then, I’ve avoided Monster Slayers like the plague, and I want you and Mia to do the same. Thanks to the Sacred Light, even a weak Monster Slayer can kill a powerful vampire. So imagine how dangerous someone is who has it and knows how to fight."

Isabelle’s hands move down from his shoulders to his lower back, massaging his sides for a moment, then lower to his buttocks.

"But enough of this depressing talk — the night is still long..."

As she speaks, her hands slide under his belly, searching for him.

But there’s no response from Chris.

When Isabelle reaches his now soft cock, she understands.

Chris is snoring deeply, a small satisfied smile on his face.

"Ugh... and I wanted to be forgiven a couple more times..."