CHAPTER 46: MY BLOOD IN EXCHANGE FOR YOUR COCK. WHAT DO YOU SAY?

«So... you’re a vampire...» Melania murmurs.

Her face is still smeared with my semen, which she licks off now and then like it’s just a casual snack.

«...now it makes sense why I felt this uncontrollable urge to fuck you from the moment I first saw you. Well, it’s no secret vampires have an irresistible charm.»

We walk side by side as if nothing happened, heading back from the pier toward Elaine’s house.

After she revealed her powers against me, I was terrified Olivia—was it Oliver?—might try to kidnap her.

Luckily, she left soon after, though it’s obvious she’s going straight to report to John Hawkley.

She probably needs his permission before doing anything.

Before leaving, Olivia told me she already knew Melania was a succubus.

She figured it out from the surname alone—Narkhalis, one of the most powerful demonic houses in N’Raeth.

That’s why she agreed so easily to help me... and I basically led her straight to Melania.

I’m such an idiot, but how was I supposed to know?

Even Melania didn’t know.

No one had ever told her, and Olivia made sure to do it herself—definitely as a way to win her favor.

So, Melania is the daughter of an incubus from the Narkhalis line.

And, as tradition goes, incubi are far from exemplary fathers.

They spend their lives impregnating any race capable of bearing children—humans, succubi, elves—then vanish until the child turns thirteen.

At that point, they return and take them away.

If the child is an incubus, he continues the cycle of endless breeding.

If she’s a succubus, she’s reduced to a tool for pleasure and procreation, serving her father or brothers.

Lately, though, it seems incubi have developed a taste for human women.

They’re much easier to manipulate and, in this world, far less at risk than in N’Raeth.

As a result, their offspring has a much higher chance of surviving to the age of thirteen.

They’ve really thought of everything to boost their numbers.

This isn’t a race going extinct anytime soon.

Still, it’s disgusting. I’ve never heard of anything so twisted and vile in my life.

Melania, on the other hand, isn’t all that horrified.

Deep down, she’s almost glad to know she wasn’t abandoned because she was unwanted, but simply because it’s the natural course of things.

Still, something about it clearly bothers her. She’s only weeks away from turning thirteen.

«So, knowing you’re a succubus isn’t much better... and no one else knows?»

«Of course not. My powers only started showing a year ago—along with the daily urge to get fucked. But my peers are so immature. All they think about is soccer or skateboards. Ridiculous, right? I would’ve given myself to any of them, even the ugliest loser, but none were interested. That’s why I have to aim higher—eighteen and up. They’re sharper, and they actually know how to fuck.»

«You say that like it’s normal...»

«Well, it is—for me. You need blood to stay alive, right? For humans, that’s not exactly normal either, but for you it is, and you don’t feel ashamed. It’s the same for me with semen. It’s not as vital to my survival as blood is for you, but it fuels my magic. If I stopped taking it, I’d feel drained all day long.» Her logic makes sense... but I can’t see her as anything other than a twelve-year-old girl obsessed with cocks.

Still...

«You said you’ll turn thirteen soon... Aren’t you worried your real father will show up to take you away?»

Melania smirks.

«And why should I be? I’m not human—this isn’t my place. Deep down I always knew it would happen eventually. That’s probably why I never managed to accept Britney as a parent, and Olivia confirmed it. My mother is nothing more than an incubator, a surrogate meant to raise me until I was old enough to be claimed by my father. I can’t wait to leave this world. I’m so excited!»

«You shouldn’t talk about Britney like that,» I snap, my tone sharp. «Even if your mother was just a means to bring you into this world, she worked her ass off for you. She gave everything so you wouldn’t lack a thing, despite the way you treat her. She’s been far more of a parent than your father ever was. I don’t understand how you can prefer the idea of some stranger suddenly showing up, claiming rights to you after abandoning you twelve years ago—just to use you for breeding more kids. It’s disgusting, and I’m sure you know it too.»

«I don’t meddle in your shit, so don’t meddle in mine. Neither of us belongs to this world. If you gave up on being your true self and waste your life living like some ordinary being, that’s your problem, not mine.»

I’m about to reply but stop myself.

It’s useless.

Trying to change her mind is a waste of time.

And really—why should I?

She’s nobody to me, just my best friend’s cousin.

I can’t play psychologist for everyone I meet.

Until yesterday, Elaine had never even mentioned her.

Clearly, she can’t be that important.

«Oh, Ren, by the way, I just had a great idea. But don’t interrupt me—let me finish first,» Melania suddenly bursts out, oddly enthusiastic.

We’re now only a few steps from Elaine’s house.

«And that would be?»

«You’re a vampire, so you need human blood regularly. I’m a succubus, so I need to be fucked almost daily by someone who knows what they’re doing. Not just semen—the sexual pleasure itself fuels my magic—»

«Forget it.»

«Ugh, I told you to let me finish!» she pouts.

I already know where this is going, and the answer is ’no’.

«I have no intention of fucking a twelve-year-old, let alone coming inside you. That’s a privilege I reserve only for the two women I love.»

«Oh, what a romantic... Fine then. Guess I’ll just have to go out every night and find someone willing to fuck me, just like I did this night.»

«If you think you can blackmail me like that, you’re dead wrong. I don’t give a damn about you. For all I care, you could let dogs fuck you.»

«Mmh... dogs... you know, I never thought about that. People say they’re really big down there...»

Just picturing what she said almost makes me throw up.

«Melania, for fuck’s sake, you can’t be serious!»

«Oh, I’m dead serious... and Elaine’s dog looks like a real stallion—he weighs more than me. I wonder if my charm magic works on animals too... Well, there’s only one way to find out...»

She’s bluffing.

She has to be.

No sane person would ever do something like that.

But from what little I’ve learned, succubi have completely twisted, depraved minds.

I wouldn’t be surprised if she actually tried... and if Elaine or Britney happened to see that filth by accident...

«Fine, you win. But on one condition—I’ll only cum in your mouth. Nowhere else.»

She stares at me and then smiles.

«And I’ll let you drink my blood whenever you want. But since my needs are different from yours, for every four fucks, you get one taste of blood. My blood, in exchange for your cock. Sounds fair, doesn’t it?»

I can’t deny I’m curious about the taste of succubus blood.

«Deal.»