The Dirty Affairs of a Vampire and His Horny Stepmom-Chapter 71: Face to face with the harsh reality (1)

The world is small... damn small!

What are the odds that the guy Melania met online and is now on a date with... is Tyler?

Yeah, that Tyler — Naomi’s ex-boyfriend.

Seriously, how desperate or sick does a thirty-year-old have to be to accept a date with a girl who’s barely twelve years old? And on top of that, in the middle of the night — not that it would’ve been much different in the afternoon.

Sure, anyone who doesn’t know would never say Melania is only twelve — she looks at least fifteen or sixteen. But an excuse like that might work for someone like me, who’s just eighteen, not for a thirty-year-old.

Needless to say, Naomi didn’t take it well at all.

«That bastard, that pathetic sack of shit... I swear I’m calling the cops right now, and I’ll have him locked up behind bars for the rest of his life!» she growls. Naomi is so furious her ears look like they’re smoking like a locomotive.

Right now, we’re hidden among the trees in one of the least crowded areas of Central Park — deserted at this hour of the night. Melania and Tyler are sitting on a bench about twenty meters away from us, calmly chatting about this and that.

«Honestly, it doesn’t look like they’re doing anything wrong to me. As long as Tyler doesn’t do something inappropriate, there’s no point in stepping in,» I reply, trying to cool Naomi down. «There isn’t any law that forbids a man from having a twelve-year-old girl as a friend.»

«Are you stupid or what?! It’s obvious they aren’t just hanging out as friends. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought her to a place this isolated with who knows what excuse!»

I know it too, and Naomi is completely right about everything... but I remember all too well what happened the last time I interrupted Melania during her "meal" that night at the pier. If she got angry, Naomi and I would be the ones to pay for it, and it’s not a risk I feel like taking. Much better if that damn pedophile becomes the sacrificial victim of Melania’s twisted cravings — maybe it’ll make him lose the urge to bother underage girls.

I agreed to help Naomi tonight only to stop her from making her cousin furious, not because I’m worried about Melania — sure, also because she promised me her ass, but details. And the only thing I can do right now is stop Naomi from doing something stupid — I have to do everything I can to convince her it’s just an innocent outing between friends, hoping Naomi backs off and decides to go home before Melania makes her move.

To tell the truth, it’s a real miracle that Melania has limited herself to just talking to him for all this time — it’s been almost half an hour already since we’ve been keeping an eye on them. Maybe she’s just studying him, trying to figure out if she can get what she wants without taking unnecessary risks by using her bewitching magic in a public place.

Yeah, she knows about the Monster Slayers and how powerful they are — I’m the one who warned her how dangerous it is to use her succubus abilities in such an obvious and reckless way, just like she did that night at the pier.

«Naomi... it’s been almost half an hour that we’ve been here watching them talk. Can we leave now? If something was going to happen, it would’ve already happened,» I grumble, clearly impatient — I can’t wait to get out of here!

«Y-Yeah, maybe you’re right... plus, in the weeks I was with Tyler, he never gave me the impression he was that kind of person...» Naomi admits. And yet, you can tell from her voice she’s still a little doubtful about it.

She only says that because I never told her Tyler cheated on her with a sixteen-year-old — a detail that apparently Tyler himself was careful not to mention when he left her. I’d say it was better that way, anyway — fewer worries for Naomi.

But just when Naomi finally seems to have given up on the idea of stalking her cousin...

«J-Jace... what the fuck is happening?» she stammers. Naomi’s voice is full of fear and disbelief at what’s happening right in front of our eyes.

Melania has gotten up from the bench, and now she’s standing in front of Tyler. But the worst part... is her eyes. They aren’t brown anymore — they’re lit by a sinister violet glow. And not just her eyes — her whole body is wrapped in a faint, luminous purplish haze.

Shit... shit... shit!!! That depraved little succubus couldn’t wait one more minute to put her damn plan into action?!

«J-Jace... why is Melania glowing purple?» Naomi continues — her voice even more shaky and terrified.

And now... what the fuck am I supposed to tell her?! There isn’t a single excuse in the world that can explain what’s happening! And as if that wasn’t already hard enough to justify... now Tyler’s eyes have started glowing with the same violet light too.

His hands reach toward Melania, slip under the short skirt she’s wearing, and in an instant he pulls her panties down to her knees. Then he bends forward, burying his face between her thighs.

His head is hidden under the skirt, but from Melania’s moans and the way she forcefully pushes his head against her own intimate areas... well, you don’t need to be a genius to understand what’s happening — he’s definitely not giving her a thorough gynecological exam.

The fact that Melania decided to use her powers after all this time means she realized she had no other way to get what she wanted from Tyler. Apparently, after I caught him fooling around with a minor and forced him to leave Naomi, he must have learned his lesson.

But then why did he agree to go out with Melania? Unless... maybe they texted for a long time before meeting up, talking about their lives, and somewhere along the way it came up that Melania is Naomi’s cousin.

And if Tyler didn’t mean Melania any harm... could he have agreed to meet her just to get her help patching things up with Naomi? If so, he’d be less of an asshole — and less sleazy — than I thought...

But it’s also true that, from what that succubus told me, she can’t plant obscene thoughts in her victims’ minds — she can only amplify the ones already there.

In other words, deep down Tyler really does feel that kind of attraction to her... Okay, so he’s a pedophile — but at least he was trying to keep his impulses in check, and he just had the bad luck to run into the wrong person.

Anyway, this isn’t the time to get lost in speculation.

At the sight of Tyler’s face buried between Melania’s thighs — and that strange violet light — Naomi can’t hold back a desperate scream.

Or rather, she would have — if I hadn’t quickly covered her mouth with my hand, pinning her down.

Her attempts to wriggle free from my grip are useless, and so are her muffled cries. She kicks and thrashes like someone possessed in an exorcism, and she only gets worse when Melania slips her panties off completely, lets them fall at her feet, and grabs Tyler’s belt.

She unfastens it impatiently, then yanks his jeans and boxers down in a single sharp tug, revealing a hard but small, throbbing erection.

Now I understand why Naomi kept coming after me even while she was with him — at fourteen, I was already bigger than him. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

A sinister, mischievous smile spreads across Melania’s face — the expression of a predator who has finally caught her prey.