The Dirty Affairs of a Vampire and His Horny Stepmom-Chapter 92: The news that will change my life forever (1)
It was smart of me to ask John for help stopping Melania from being claimed. Even though Raelor destroyed Malthus with embarrassing ease, it’s obvious I would’ve ended horribly.
There really are terrifyingly powerful beings out there...
Still, what matters is that Melania is safe now, even if her life is going to be bound to John forever. But it would’ve been bound to Malthus anyway, so in the end it wouldn’t have made much difference.
And yet I can’t shake the irritation of seeing Melania glued to Raelor all evening. She even told her father she had no intention of following him because she’d found the man of her life...
Who knows how much fun those two had after I left. He definitely had a gigantic cock, way bigger than mine, and I wouldn’t be surprised if that was the real reason Melania lost interest in going back to Elyndra.
Getting fucked by the gigantic cock of a terrifyingly powerful incubus... I guess that’s every succubus’s dream.
Still, all’s well that ends well, and what Veronica suddenly proposed to me this morning is exactly what I need to fully unplug — a night on a cruise.
Of course, since she doesn’t like doing anything small, the whole cruise is booked out for just the two of us, but I guess that doesn’t surprise anyone anymore.
We’ve just sailed out of Pier 83 in Midtown Manhattan, just in time for dinner on board.
Dinner... pff... yeah, sure — between one fuck and the next, maybe.
It might sound absurd, but this is the first time I’ve ever set foot on one of these ultra-luxury ships, and I have to admit it’s really something, watching New York’s coastline lit up at night from a distance.
It’s all so romantic... and Veronica sucking my cock on the deck isn’t any less romantic.
«J-Jacey... I’m so happy to be here with you, just the two of us. I love you, I love you so much...» she murmurs, her voice muffled around it.
We’re stretched out comfortably on a cushioned sofa that faces the deck, meant to be admiring the glittering coastline — or at least, that’s what I’m doing.
She, on the other hand, wearing nothing but a super-provocative white lace set, is bent forward with her head between my legs. Her soft, full lips slide up and down my cock, hard as marble.
Up and down, up and down, faster and faster, with more and more passion.
«I-I love you too, Veronica,» I pant, my voice rough with the pleasure building higher and higher.
I feel it... I’m about to come.
I set a hand on the back of her head and push her down until my cock slides all the way into her throat.
And a moment later, my cum explodes inside her, thick and abundant, like I haven’t come in ages — even though just yesterday Melania made me cum twice. The first time, in the park before we got attacked by that Monster Slayer. The second, in the train bathroom we took to reach John’s villa.
But Veronica is Veronica. No matter how many times I fuck, if it isn’t with her, it’s like it never happened.
She doesn’t let a single drop escape her mouth — she swallows it all like it’s a sweet, exquisite cream. Then she climbs onto me and leans forward, chest to chest.
Instinctively, my hands grab her huge breasts, but she stops me.
«Wait a second, Jacey. I just want to stay like this for a while, look at the view together, hold each other tight...» she murmurs, her voice soft and still breathless.
She hugs me and I hug her back, cheek to cheek, while our eyes get lost in the hypnotic expanse of lights sliding past in front of us — the thin line that divides sky and sea, both equally black.
«Jacey... there’s something important I want to tell you. But first... promise me that, whatever I say, you won’t leave me. That you’ll always stay with me, by my side. I’d die without you — the son and the lover any woman could dream of. I love you with all my heart. So promise me — promise me you won’t leave me alone, no matter what happens...»
My breath catches. Cold sweat runs down my spine. What the hell does that setup mean? It’s the first time in eight years she’s ever said something like that...
Maybe... maybe something happened on that business trip? She met the man of her life, fell in love, and now she’s about to tell me something like, "this will be our last night as lovers; from now on my heart belongs to someone else"?
No — I’m not ready. Just hearing that she might’ve cheated because of the distance would hurt, but I could accept it. I’ve always slept with any woman I liked, so if karma exists I guess I should forgive her a moment of weakness. I’d sell my soul if that’s all it was — please, Veronica, don’t leave me...
I give her a small nod, in silence. Even though inside I’m being eaten alive by anxiety, on the outside I stay impassive — or at least I think I do.
And yet my eyes are glossy, beads of cold sweat on my forehead, my heart pounding so hard she has to feel it too. My body is shaking uncontrollably, even if I could blame it on the cold... Her silence is killing me. Please, say something, I can’t take it...
«There’s no point beating around the bush — there are only so many ways to say what I’m about to tell you...» she whispers, almost sobbing.
Shit... she’s about to cry... then it’s exactly what I feared. She really is about to tell me she cheated... it can’t be anything else — she’s devastated, I can see it on her face. And yet it’s only been two weeks... Veronica has never been the type to open up easily. How could she have met someone in so little time, fallen that deeply, and now be ready to leave me? It doesn’t make sense...
Her hand closes around mine and guides it to her belly.
Her sobs turn into full-on tears. Maybe it’s just my mind refusing to accept that I’m about to be left by the woman I love more than my own life.
And yet... her eyes, her smile, don’t look like someone broken or desperate, but someone overwhelmed — by emotion, by happiness...
«Jacey... I’m pregnant with our child.»
