The Dirty Affairs of a Vampire and His Horny Stepmom-Chapter 88: The fruit of my training (1)

I barely have time to stain my palate with Melania’s exquisite blood, drunk straight from her gorgeous breast, when...

«You two — freeze right where you are! Don’t you dare move a muscle or it’ll be worse for you!» a threatening voice calls from nearby.

It sounds like the voice of a man in his thirties or forties, and judging by the tone and what he just said...

«Shit, it’s gotta be a cop...» I mutter through clenched teeth. «Melania, if he asks you anything, tell him you forgot your documents at home, okay? If that asshole realizes you’re twelve, he’ll throw me in jail!»

«Oh, Jace, you’re so dramatic. Don’t worry, my incredible succubus powers will take care of this in no time — there isn’t a man in the world who can’t be attracted to me. But if he happens to have other preferences... well, then you’ll try to seduce him.»

«You can forget it! I’d rather go to jail than flirt with a guy!»

«Ah, right. Sometimes I forget you’re old-fashioned...»

«I’m not old-fashioned! I just like pussy, which is different!»

«Fine, then we’ll kill him.»

«Stop babbling!» that voice booms sternly. «You, vampire, show your residence permit and your identification code immediately. And the same goes for the girl with you — I’m sure she isn’t human either, since she offered you her blood willingly.»

Vampire...? Residence permit and identification code...? What the hell...?

I spin around, and... oh shit!

It’s not a cop, but a man wearing a long brown cloak and a white mask. A uniform that, unfortunately, I recognize.

«J-Jace, don’t tell me...?» Melania stammers, terrified.

«Yeah... he’s a Monster Slayer...»

«Don’t make me repeat myself or I’ll be forced to take you away by force!» the man insists, irritated, as he advances toward us with cautious steps.

«So what do we do now? I’m really scared, Jace... if he captures us, who knows what the hell they’ll do to us...»

«I don’t know, but... he asked to see documents, so I guess if we showed them, that’d be the end of it — it can’t be that different from a normal immigration office.»

Sure, following him would be the wisest choice, but I doubt we wouldn’t be out by midnight.

Since birth, Melania has been marked by a tracking spell so her father can find her wherever she is, and if that damned incubus showed up at the Monster Slayers’ headquarters, I doubt those bastards would have many qualms about handing her over.

I won’t let Melania go back to Elyndra for any reason in the world.

«It’s risky, but... Melania, use your charm magic on him,» I murmur in the lowest voice I can manage, barely moving my lips enough to form the words.

«You think I haven’t tried already?! That was the first thing I did, but it was useless...»

«So we really did get unlucky enough to be hunted down by a gay Monster Slayer?!»

Melania shakes her head.

«No, I can clearly feel the attraction, but I can’t touch it! I don’t know how to explain it... it’s like his feelings are protected by a shell that stops me from manipulating them.»

I’m not surprised. Resisting charm magic has to be part of their training.

«Your powers have been kind of failing lately, haven’t they?»

«Shut your mouth and think of something! I’ve never fought a Monster Slayer, while you told me you’ve done it twice. Sure, you got your ass kicked both times like a punching bag, but you still know more than I do. So use your brain and think of a way we can beat him!»

But I don’t even have time to get my brain working before the Monster Slayer’s body starts glowing with an intense white light.

«Since you have no intention of showing your identification documents — which I strongly doubt you even have — nor of coming with me of your own free will, you leave me no choice but to resort to force!»

Under mine and Melania’s helpless, terrified gaze, a sword of solid light takes shape in the man’s fist, and he immediately darts toward us.

In an instant I both summon my faithful axe of solid blood and shove Melania out of his line.

And then... CLANG!

A violent shockwave ripples out the moment I intercept the Monster Slayer’s slash, blocking it with my blade.

His strength is insane. I feel my legs give out under the weight of that light sword, and yet not only do I hold the blow — I actually push him back, forcing him to retreat and reset his stance.

«What the fuck were you thinking, Jace? I was about to help you — why did you throw me away?!» Melania snaps, rushing back to my side.

«You said it yourself, didn’t you? Today we’re a couple, and I’d never let a single hair on my girlfriend’s head get hurt.»

«You’re damn sexy when you do that, you know? But this isn’t the time to play cool! There’s no way I’m staying on the sidelines while you risk your life to protect me! Sure, he can resist my charm, but that’s not my only weapon! Or did you forget how easily I took you down that night at the pier?»

«You took me down because I charged you headfirst without thinking, driven only by rage and the desire to make you pay. And anyway, I’ve improved a lot since then.»

I shoot her a quick sidelong glance and let a faint, mocking smile tug at my mouth.

«Melania... you didn’t even see him move, did you?»

«W-What bullshit are you spewing?!»

«I noticed, you know? That Monster Slayer was on us in the blink of an eye, and yet you didn’t even brace for the hit. Your powers might be exceptional, but your reflexes aren’t. It doesn’t matter how strong your demonic magic is if a Monster Slayer at his level can kill you before you can even cast it. But that’s not the only reason you need to stay back.»

My muscles suddenly swell, doubling in mass and taking on a faint reddish hue. But that’s not all. Countless wounds begin opening and sealing over and over as my skin tears under the pressure unleashed inside me by Blood Rage.

«Melania, right now you’d just get in my way. Stay behind me and don’t move — I can get rid of that Monster Slayer all on my own.»