«Ren, let go! Let go right now!»
I think that’s what Elaine is mumbling as my hand presses against her lips, just enough to stifle her furious cries.
I can’t bla her—if I didn’t know why lania is doing what she’s doing, or about the sinister violet aura wrapping around her, I would have reacted the sa way.
The little succubus wraps her arms around Tyler’s neck. Her tongue slips into his mouth as she straddles his lap, his erection sliding completely inside her.
lania’s muffled moans rise above Elaine’s protests, and that only makes her thrash harder. Even with my inhuman strength, I’m straining more than expected to keep her pinned.
«Elaine, Elaine, calm down...» I whisper into her ear, trying to soothe her rage.
But my words do nothing—if anything, they only fuel the fire.
What else can I do? Trying to explain why what she’s witnessing is far more natural than she thinks would be insane. Yet... would it really be so wrong to keep it hidden? As long as I was the only being from another world in her life, it was manageable. But now there’s lania. And soon she’ll turn thirteen, when her biological father will co to claim her and take her back to N’Raeth. It’s a topic that needs to be faced sooner or later, so it might as well be now.
«Elaine, calm down and listen to ,» I whisper firmly. «What I’m about to tell you will sound absurd, but lania isn’t human. She’s a demon.»
Let’s be honest—who would ever believe sothing like that? No human who has never encountered a creature from N’Raeth would take those words seriously.
And sure enough, Elaine doesn’t even slow down to listen.
She snaps her head toward , eyes blazing with rage and nerves—but terror freezes her the mont her gaze locks with mine, now scarlet as blood, sharp fangs glinting through my deliberately parted lips.
At that sight, she stops struggling imdiately. I feel her body pressed against mine trembling like jelly in an earthquake. Her wide, tearful eyes stare at as if she’s facing a nightmare too horrific for the human mind to grasp.
It wasn’t my words that cald her—it was fear. Fear, not reassurance, that silenced her protests about what lania is doing. But in the end, what matters is that she’s finally still.
Now she looks at with the terrified, pleading eyes of a victim staring at her torntor—probably waiting for to make sense of sothing that, for her, has no aning at all.
«Elaine... I’m a vampire,» I begin without beating around the bush. «You may not believe —you may think this is just so elaborate trick to scare you. But believe , this is reality. Just as I, as a vampire, need blood to survive, lania, as a demon of the succubus race, needs... well, you can see with your own eyes what her body craves by nature. And as a succubus, she has the power to bend others’ will to satisfy her desires. In other words, Tyler—though I despise him—is nothing more than a victim of lania’s bewitching magic. Trust , from personal experience, interrupting her now would be the worst possible thing. It’s like bothering a dog while it eats. The only thing we can do is wait until she’s finished.»
Elaine just nods, blank and detached, without a single word—surely her fragile mind’s way of shielding itself.
anwhile, lania continues consuming her feast.
She moans and pants, though honestly, the pleasure on her face is nowhere near what I’ve made her feel before. Tyler sits still and blank, like a mannequin, utterly enslaved by her will.
After barely five minutes, lania suddenly halts. She lifts her hips slightly, letting Tyler’s cock slip out. It’s no longer hard, only half-limp, and drops of seed spill from between her thighs.
She tilts her head, glaring at him with open frustration and disdain.
«Seriously...? An hour of waiting just to finally push into using my powers, and this is all you’ve got? Five pathetic minutes? What a waste of ti.»
With that, she climbs off him completely, still utterly naked, her thighs streaked with his seed as it drips down.
«Get out of my sight,» she commands, her tone laced with disgust and a hatred far beyond reason.
Tyler doesn’t say a word—still under her charm, no doubt. He just pulls up his pants, buckles his belt with unsettling calm, and walks away at a steady, robotic pace.
Yet lania makes no move to cover herself, and the reason becos clear when her eyes slide toward the trees where Elaine and I are hiding.
«My dear Ren, I know you’re back there—I can sll your manhood even from here. Co out and finish the job that fool left undone.»
Again, Elaine stares at —this ti more shocked than scared.
«I’ll explain this later. For now, it looks like she only noticed , so stay hidden here. Understood?»
Once again, she nods in silence, and I step into the open, straight into the hungry, pleased gaze of the succubus.
lania bends forward, gripping the backrest of the bench, her ass raised high, waiting for .
The thought of having sex with her doesn’t thrill much—though more than I’d like to admit—but doing it while Elaine watches... I expected it to be humiliating. Instead...
«Oh yes, Ren... aaah... yes, that’s what a real cock feels like... aaah... God, I love it when you take ...»
Her moans grow louder than before. My hands clutch her hips as my stone-hard erection drives into her small, drenched pussy.
I feared that, with the situation, I wouldn’t even get hard. But halfway there it was already pushing against my pants like a drill.
What is Elaine thinking now? What is she doing? Realistically, she must be dying of disgust, furious watching do this with her cousin. But it’s tempting to imagine the opposite—that she’s touching herself, her fingers wet, wishing they were my cock... or lania’s tongue.
God... the mory of Elaine licking lania’s pussy is still one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. But reversed—Elaine receiving instead, without any magic involved... I don’t know how, I don’t know when, but I can’t die without seeing that for myself!
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