The Dirty Affairs of a Vampire and His Horny Stepmom-Chapter 61: My blood for your semen. What do you say?

Even though her reasoning is perfectly logical and sound, I still can’t help seeing her simply as an twelve-year-old girl obsessed with cocks. And yet...

«You said you’ll turn thirteen in just a handful of weeks...» I murmur thoughtfully. «Aren’t you worried that your real father might suddenly show up and take you away with him?»

Melania shakes her head firmly.

«And why should I be worried about that? I’m not human, and this world isn’t the right place for me. Deep down, I think I’ve always known that something like this would happen sooner or later, and that’s probably why I’ve never been able to accept Britney as a parent — and Alex confirmed it for me. My mom is nothing more than an incubator — a surrogate mother whose only task was to raise me until I was old enough to be claimed by my father, nothing more than that. Aaah... I can’t wait to finally leave this world and return to my land of origin — I’m so excited!»

«You shouldn’t talk about your mother in such a disrespectful way,» I snap, my tone sharp and irritated. «It’s true that Britney was nothing more than a means to bring you into the world, but that woman busted her ass for you from the very moment you were born! She bent over backward to make sure you never lacked anything, despite the way you’ve been treating her lately. She’s been far more of a parent to you than your real father will ever be, and honestly I can’t wrap my head around how you can prefer some stranger suddenly showing up, claiming ownership over you after abandoning you for twelve years! All of this makes no sense at all, and I’m sure you’re perfectly aware of that too!»

«I don’t interfere in your shit, so don’t interfere in mine,» she hisses, shooting me a fiery glare. «Neither you nor I belong to this world, Jace. And if you’ve chosen to renounce who you really are and waste your life living like a perfectly normal human being, that’s your problem, not mine!»

I’m about to answer her, but I stop — there’s no point in going on. It’s obvious that trying to make her change her mind would be a complete waste of time. And besides... why should I even try? She’s nobody to me — just my best friend’s cousin, and I can’t play therapist for everyone I meet.

Until yesterday, Naomi had never even mentioned her, so she can’t be that important in her life. Let her do whatever she wants — it’s none of my fucking business.

We’re just a few steps away from Naomi’s place when...

«Oh, Jace, by the way, I just had a great idea! But promise me you won’t interrupt me and you’ll let me say everything I have to say, okay?» Melania blurts out suddenly, oddly enthusiastic.

«I’m listening,» I reply, bracing for the worst.

«You’re a vampire and you need to drink blood regularly. I’m a succubus and I need to get my daily dose of semen almost every day, preferably from someone who knows what he’s doing and who can make it at least a little fun—»

«Forget it.» I cut her off flatly — I already know where this little slut is headed, and my answer is no.

«Ugh, but I told you to at least let me finish!» she huffs, throwing her arms wide in exaggerated annoyance.

«I have no intention of fucking an twelve-year-old, even if she’s a demon, let alone cumming inside you. That’s a privilege reserved only for women I love, and you’re not one of them,» I retort firmly.

«Oh, how romantic... Fine then. I guess I’ll just have to go out every night and find someone willing to fuck me, just like I did tonight,» Melania snickers, shrugging.

«If you think you can blackmail me like that, you’re dead wrong. I don’t give a fuck about you, and as far as I’m concerned, you could even get fucked by dogs!»

«Mmh... getting fucked by dogs... you know, I’d never really thought about that. They say they’re pretty well equipped down there — I wonder if it’s true...» she comments with a disgustingly perverse little smile.

Just imagining what she’s saying makes me gag involuntarily, and I barely manage to hold it back. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

«Melania, for God’s sake, you can’t be serious!» I scold her loudly.

«Oh, I’m very serious actually... and as you well know, Naomi’s dog looks like a real stud — it probably weighs almost more than I do. I wonder if my charm magic works on animals too... Well, there’s only one way to find out...»

She has to be bluffing. No sane person would ever even consider doing something like that. But from what little I’ve managed to understand, succubi have a completely warped and depraved view of reality, where any living being is seen solely as a potential sexual partner and a source of pleasure and nourishment. So honestly, I wouldn’t even be that surprised if Melania really tried to do something so disgusting. And if Naomi or Britney were to witness that filth by chance... no, I don’t even want to think about it.

«Fine, you win — we’ll do it your way,» I sigh resignedly. «But on one condition — I’ll only cum in your mouth and nowhere else. Don’t you dare use any of your tricks to brainwash me and force me to cum inside you, am I clear?! Do that, and I’ll end this deal on the spot!»

Melania stares at me with an expression of pure satisfaction and delight stamped on her face, then smiles — the same smug smile of a spoiled child who’s gotten exactly what she wanted from weak-willed parents.

«And in return, I’ll allow you to drink my blood whenever you want — you should feel honored to be able to feed on the blood of a succubus belonging to the royal family. But since my nutritional needs are different from yours, I propose this deal: every three times you cum in my mouth, you’ll be allowed to feed on my blood, with no restrictions, even multiple times a day. So if, for some reason, you feel like indulging in my blood twice on the same day... well, you know what to do,» she concludes, winking at me.

«Long story short, your blood in exchange for my semen,» I murmur, lost in thought.

As revolting as her proposal is, I can’t deny that the idea of tasting a succubus’s blood intrigues me quite a bit. On top of that, finding a steady source of nourishment would let me stop relying on the blood John provides at the end of every training session, making me less vulnerable to blackmail. «Yeah... that sounds like a fair trade. Deal.»