My Stepmom Is A Vampire & Her Entire Bloodline Wants To Breed Me

Chapter 81: Devouring Madeline*

Seamus stripped off his shirt and pants, muscles still tense and bruised from the fight. Madeline’s eyes drifted over him from head to toe, a sly smirk tugging at her lips.

”What? Sexy, isn’t it?” he laughed, trying to play it off.

”Hm~ I wonder.” She tilted her head. ”I should’ve let you have me from the start.”

He raised a brow. ”Is it that impressive?”

Madeline framed his lower half with her fingers like a camera, closing one eye in mock appraisal.

”Not bad for a human... or a vampire,” she chuckled.

”I’ve always thought Velstrath members were all sluts anyway, since they’re so rarely touched.”

Seamus climbed onto the bed, leaning over her. The scent of gardenia rose from her skin as he bent to her neck and began rubbing her nipple with slow strokes, making her nipple hard.

”And?” he murmured against her skin.

”Mmm...” she exhaled softly. ”I thought they wanted you because you don’t have the dominant, arrogant aura most men carry.”

Her words caught him off guard. He stared down at her, disbelief flickering in his eyes.

”Seriously? Isn’t it because I’m a Crimson Nectar?”

Madeline’s hands slid around his neck, pulling him closer into a tight embrace. ”Don’t take it as an insult, darling.”

”Isolde has a bad history with men, worse than you’d guess. That’s why there are no men in Velstrath’s official ranks.”

Seamus frowned. That was new information. He’d always assumed Isolde’s love of sex meant she adored men, but apparently, he’d been wrong.

”And I’m different from them? Just because of my aura?” he chuckled, though a flicker of offense ran through him.

She had basically said he wasn’t man enough.

”You might not understand, Seamus.” Madeline tapped his nose lightly.

”But to women, men can be frightening. Not all of them, some, like you, make us feel comfortable. You should take it as a compliment.”

Seamus gave a little shrug, pushing the thought away. He didn’t want to dissect her words. The prize was right in front of him, ready to be devoured.

He then kissed her, indulging in the taste of her mouth until their tongues tangled. He licked her fangs, making her giggle at the teasing sensation.

She answered back by playing with his tongue, trying to dominate the kiss while she pushed him onto the bed and smoothly reversed their positions.

When their mouths finally parted, a thin line of saliva connected them.

She grinned, lowering her face to his neck and licking a slow, hot path along his skin until her fang grazed it, making him shiver.

The faint scrape left a pink mark.

”Do you want to drink from me?” he asked, breath already uneven.

”I’ll pass. But you sure love being bitten, don’t you?” she teased.

”Yeah, I think Velstarth really did something weird to me.”

Madeline just laughed and she slid lower, licking his chest in lazy circles, feeling the muscles twitch under her tongue.

Her fingers pinched and twisted his nipple, making him arch into her touch. His hand moved to her ass and slapped it, the sound sharp against the quiet room, making her jolt.

”Naughty boy!” she frowned, eyes flashing.

”What? Most of the women I sleep with love being slapped on the ass. You don’t?” he laughed, enjoying her annoyed expression.

”Huh, I’m gonna show you what I like.”

Her voice dropped as she crawled down between his legs, her breath hot against him. She licked his cock from the base up to the thick tip, feeling veins against her tongue until she remembered it, slow enough to make him groan in pleasure.

She circled the swollen head with her long tongue, which then turned slick and serpentine, winding around his tip like a living coil, making him shudder at a sudden sensation, enjoyed it.

”Oh, you like this tongue? You pervert!” Madeline laughed, her slit irises widening as if she’d found something new to enjoy.

”Well, I never licked with that kind of tongue,” he admitted, voice strained.

She kept going, one hand cupping and rolling his balls, squeezing them just firmly enough to draw another groan.

”Fuck...”

Madeline opened wider and took his cock into her mouth, lips stretching as she sank him down to her throat. Slow at first, then wetter, smoother, showing a skill even greater than Isolde or Leah.

Her tongue kept sliding and swirling against his tip while he leaned back against the bedframe, his hands sliding into her green hair, squeezing lightly.

”You are... too good at this.” His voice was hoarse with pleasure.

Her throat was hot, muscles twitching around him, strangely warmer than the rest of the Velstrath and weird since vampires usually have lower body temperature.

She squeezed his balls again, a little harder, while her head bobbed faster, milking him with deliberate strokes.

Saliva and precum dripped down over his shaft and onto the sheets. He didn’t even need to guide her, she was already a pro at this.

”Ahh. I can’t anymore!” he hissed.

Madeline felt his cock thicken and twitch; he was ready to cum and she was ready to drink it. He poured himself down her throat in heavy spurts, the warm liquid gulped with delight.

She swallowed it all like it was a decadent drink.

When he finally softened, she let him slip out with a wet pop, licking her lips with that long tongue.

”Mmmm~ that’s delicious. Are you ready for the main course?” she purred, pushing him back down with a hand on his chest.

”But I want to feel good too...” She moved slowly over him until her thighs framed his head.

”Eat my pussy, Seamus.”

Madeline’s fingers were already sliding inside herself, her juices flowing freely and dripping onto his face.

He licked at the taste, looking straight at the wet, swollen pussy above him—an invitation he couldn’t resist—as her scent filled his head and his cock twitched again, ready for another round.

Seamus then rubbed her clit with his tongue as she lowered her body, the smell of her pussy filling his nose until it made him even hornier.

Her musk was warm and sweet, and the heat of her thighs framed his face like velvet. He licked it good, and she shivered and moaned, enjoying every bit of it.

”Ngghh~ more, show me what you’ve got.”

Without a word he sucked her slit, drinking every bit of liquid from it until it was clean.

Madeline jolted at the sensation, his nose grinding against her bean and adding even more pleasure.

She began to move on her own, rolling her hips slowly, rubbing her pussy against his face like she was painting him with her wetness.

”Good, Seamus~ Ahhhh, haahhhh. You exceed my expectations.”

She grabbed his head hard, biting her bottom lip, trembling as she tried to ride his mouth. Her body was losing its usual control; every breath was a gasp.

Seamus’s hands clamped on her waist, holding her steady as his tongue finally slid into her hole.

The hole twitched and clamped down as if it welcomed him, and his breath caught at how tight and hot she was.

’Fuck, I can’t wait to fuck her!’ he thought, savoring how she pulsed around his tongue.

He thrust in and out with slow strokes, searching for her good spot when she suddenly moaned high and trembled on top of him.

”AAAHHH!!! YESSHH!!! THAT’S IT!!!” She begged, voice cracking. ”Lick that part more, Hnnnn~ it’s so good~”

Seamus did exactly that, pressing harder on the sweet spot, making her whisper his name and pant like she was starving.

Her hole started to gush fresh juices; he drank and sucked it greedily, fingers moving to add to the pleasure.

He stretched her hole wider so it would be ready to accommodate his thick cock.

”SEAMUSS!!! HNGGHH~” Madeline’s eyes were full of stars.

She hadn’t been touched like this for hundreds of years, and now this boy was making her lose control.

She couldn’t stop moaning and whimpering, didn’t care about her pride or her identity as the Emblem of Enigma.

’His tongue is amazing~’ she thought as Seamus sucked her pussy, making her go insane.

Tonight she was Seamus’s slut, and she would drag out every inch of the inner bitch she’d hidden.

Seamus kept moving as he felt her inside tremble and tighten; she was close.

His eyes drank in her beautiful figure, her big boobs bouncing as she ground against his face, her cheeks flushed as if drunk, eyeglasses sliding down her nose, her hair damp and wild, making her look even hotter.

’Damn, so sexy...’

His fingers rubbed and pressed on her G-spot harder, making her scream louder as she climbed to the edge.

”AHHHH!!! OHHHH LORDDD!!! I-I’M CUMMINGGHH~”

She gripped his hair tighter, pressed his face in deeper as her juices splurted everywhere: on his face, her body, and the sheets.

It was a mess, but worth it. Seamus drank it clean, licking her until she twitched from oversensitivity, and now he was even more excited for the main course.

Madeline fell to the side, breathing hard, as Seamus spread her legs wide. The head of his cock now hovered in front of her puffy slit, glistening and ready.

”Madeline, let’s fuck now,” he smirked.

She answered with a drunken, satisfied smile.