My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The soft, wet smacking of lips is the first sound to reach Chris’s ears.

A moment later comes a soft, moist sensation pressing against his lips again and again in fleeting little touches.

W-What the hell is going on…?

His eyes suddenly snap open.

He’s lying on Isabelle’s soft double bed, the warm light of dawn streaming through the window and gently caressing his skin.

It takes him a second to realize what’s behind the pleasant sensation that woke him up.

Mia is lying right beside him.

She had been gently kissing him over and over while he was unconscious, never stopping until Chris finally came to.

“Good morning, Chris. You’re finally awake… I’m so happy…” Mia murmurs, her eyes glistening with tears of both joy and concern. “You really had me worried, you know? You’ve been stuck in bed for almost a week…”

I’ve been bedridden… for a whole week? I knew I was in bad shape, but I didn’t think it was that bad…

Chris can only stare at her in stunned confusion.

But as the seconds pass, his memories gradually begin to resurface.

Zayn Thzraneel. The Crimson Requiem. But most importantly…

…why is Mia kissing me so affectionately? And why are we both wearing nothing but our underwear under the sheets? It’s weird that she hasn’t thrown one of her usual fits and called me a pervert…

Oh, right… apparently we’re dating now…

A broad smile spreads across his face at the thought.

The brutal clash that night had completely pushed what had happened with Mia just a few hours earlier out of his mind.

…right. We’re a couple now.

“I’m happy to see you’re okay too, Mia,” he replies, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

At that sudden movement, a sharp jolt of pain shoots through his body.

Shit… looks like I haven’t fully recovered yet…

But the stabbing pain lasts only for a second.

It only takes a few moments for that long, close embrace to have an effect on Chris’s body.

The feeling of Mia’s skin pressed against his, her breasts squeezed against his chest, their hips pressed together, the two of them lying alone in the same bed…

…an erection is pretty much inevitable.

“C-Chris… you haven’t even been awake for a minute and you’re already like this…? You really are the king of perverts…” Mia grumbles, her breathing growing heavier as she feels his hard cock pressing between her thighs.

And yet, from the playful smile on her face as she says it, it only takes Chris a moment to realize this isn’t one of her usual insults dripping with disgust.

“You should be happy you can still have this effect on me even when I’m in such bad shape, shouldn’t you?” he shoots back, playing along.

“Y-Yeah, I guess so…”

A shiver runs down Chris’s spine as he feels Mia’s slender fingers move lower, her soft fingertips brushing against his skin.

She caresses his chest, then his abdomen, before slowly moving even lower, timidly slipping her hand inside his underwear.

“You were really brave, Chris… you were completely wrecked and could barely even stay on your feet, yet you still rushed in to help me…”

Her fingers gently close around his erection as she speaks.

“…if it hadn’t been for you, I doubt I’d still be alive and well right now, with the Tear of Azkarith still around my neck. I owe you my life, Chris. Let me thank you…”

I-Is Mia… really going to do it…?

Chris doesn’t even have time to process what’s happening before Mia throws herself on top of him again, lying across his body. Without hesitation, she slips her tongue into his mouth while vigorously stroking him.

He returns the kiss without a second thought, enjoying her loving handjob — even though deep down he had hoped for something more. Still, he knows perfectly well that Mia needs to take these things at her own pace, and he has no intention of rushing her.

As her hand moves energetically up and down his erection, Chris doesn’t exactly keep his own hands to himself.

His right hand closes around her breast, kneading it eagerly, while his left makes its way between her thighs.

Finally, he pulls her already soaking-wet panties slightly aside, just enough for his index and middle fingers to slip inside her.

They kiss, touch, and pleasure each other as they try to stifle their increasingly sharp moans.

Sure, they’re alone in the bedroom, but for all they know, they might not be alone in the house.

The last thing either of them wants is for any potential guests to hear just how passionately they’re enjoying themselves.

“I-I love you, Chris… aaah… I love you so much…”

“I-I love you too, Mia… I love you so much too…”

As he says those few simple words, an indescribable warmth and happiness washes over Chris.

Who would’ve ever imagined that something would actually blossom between Mia and me? It’s not like I never felt anything for her — quite the opposite.

But the idea that she might have those kinds of feelings for me too… well, considering the way she’s always acted around me, I had plenty of reasons to doubt it.

Damn… I’d risk my life another thousand times if that’s what it took to keep her by my side! I really do love her so damn much!

As Chris’s fingers become soaked inside his stepsister’s wet pussy, his other hand slides behind her back and unfastens her bra.

The undergarment doesn’t come off completely. It remains hanging from her shoulder straps, but slips down far enough to leave her breasts exposed.

The sight of her generous, firm curves and hardened nipples makes Chris even harder.

He leans his face forward, mouth wide open and tongue hanging out, ready to bury his face between them, when…

BANG!

The bedroom door suddenly flies open with a violent crash, catching Mia and Chris completely off guard.

Zaira stands in the doorway. Right behind her are Ren, Yuzu, and Iris.