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

Chapter 105: Blowjob Feel Good When The World Burn**

Seamus looked at Diane, who was struggling to unzip his pants. Her hands moved quickly, but her face—taut with anxiety—betrayed how nervous she really was. The tremor in her fingers said everything.

He couldn’t help but chuckle. Doing something like this in the middle of chaos was absurd. He still didn’t know what had happened to Brok.

Was the town safe? What about his father, David, and the others?

And Isolde had she already made her move, or was she still motionless, even after everything that had happened?

His thoughts spun in circles until Diane’s voice broke through them like a spark.

”Focus on me, Seamus.”

Her voice trembled at first, but then steadied into a firm, demanding tone.

”I know things are bad right now, but just for this moment... focus on me.”

Her crimson eyes burned with determination, a flicker of wild resolve that made him forget, even for a heartbeat, the destruction outside.

He stared at her quietly. It hit him then, how different she really was from Viviane. The resemblance was uncanny, but not the same.

Viviane’s eyes were sharp and slanted, cutting through anyone they met. Diane’s, though, were round and earnest, wide like coins reflecting a softer light.

”I’m sorry,” he murmured, guilt tugging at his tone. ”I shouldn’t have said something that rude to you.”

Then he smirked, letting the tension ease with a bit of mischief.

”Now, you’re trying to wake up my cock, shall we start the fun part?”

Diane frowned, but her cheeks flushed a deep pink, betraying her attempt at composure.

She told Seamus was doing this to repay him, to make things fair. Sex before drinking his blood, as he always demanded.

It wasn’t a bad deal, not in her logic. Still, Seamus found it funny. She could’ve just asked to drink from his neck, but no, she had chosen this.

Then came the first lick.

Her small tongue dragged slowly along his shaft, teasing him, leaving a trail of heat that made his breath hitch.

His muscles tensed, his hand curling against the sheets as a groan slipped out unbidden.

Diane let out a soft, amused laugh. ”You’re hard already? What a pervert.”

He laughed, ”No, it’s because it’s you.”

”Hah, that’s too cheesy. My sister’s right, you really are cringe,” she muttered, but there was a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

Her teasing faded into focus as she shifted her body lower. Her movements turned more confident now, the awkwardness melting away as instinct took over.

She pressed her breasts together, trapping his cock between the warmth of her soft skin. The pressure was maddening, and Seamus’s hips twitched in reflex.

”Ahh... so you’re not that innocent after all,” he muttered, voice rough with pleasure.

His hand found her hair and gripped it tightly, the silk of it tangling between his fingers as he exhaled sharply.

Most of him was already buried in that warm, yielding flesh, only the reddened tip left peeking out.

Diane didn’t answer. Her breath came in shallow bursts as she pressed her breasts tighter, rubbing up and down with a slow, steady rhythm.

His pulse pounded against her skin. Then her tongue flicked over the tip, slow circles that sent a shiver through his entire body.

She slid it beneath his foreskin, swirling and teasing, her breath warm and damp against him.

”Fuck... Diane,” Seamus groaned, his voice strained, eyes half-lidded as his head leaned back against the bedframe.

The pleasure rolled through him, deep and steady, until his thoughts blurred into static.

His grip on her hair tightened unconsciously, and Diane let out a soft moan at the pull, but she didn’t stop.

Instead, she pushed further, letting her tongue and breasts work together in perfect rhythm. The wet sounds, the heat, her muffled breaths, they all blended into something dangerously intoxicating.

For the first time since the chaos began, Seamus stopped thinking. The world outside could’ve burned, and he wouldn’t have cared.

”Hahh... good, faster.”

His hand pressed on her head, and she obeyed, moving faster to accommodate him while still sliding her breasts around his shaft.

The softness, the way her flesh gripped him each motion sent a jolt through his body, making his cock throb as his climax built up.

Her tongue swirled wildly, slurping his pre-cum, sucking him in with the kind of hunger that made him realize she’d gotten even better since the last time she’d given him a blowjob.

Her pace quickened, her tits pressing tighter around him, drawing a low hiss from his throat as he finally lost control.

”Ahh—shit! Here we go!”

He came hard, his release spilling out in thick spurts. Diane tried to drink it all, but some of it splattered across her beautiful face and chest, leaving her glistening with his seed.

”Hm, you’re even more beautiful with my cum all over your face,” Seamus teased, a smirk tugging at his lips.

”That’s dirty!” she gasped, quickly wiping her face as he handed her a tissue.

She was shy—so unlike the rest of the Velstrath family—and that made her feel like a breath of fresh air.

There was something calming about her; she was easier to read, easier to be around.

When she finished cleaning up, she crawled on top of Seamus, her impatience clear.

Whether she was eager to move on to the next step or desperate to evolve, he couldn’t quite tell.

He’d observed enough to know each vampire’s evolution followed a different rhythm.

The one with high stage evolution like Isolde took more time—and more of his blood—to evolve, while someone like Viviane only needed a single drink.

Diane, now in stage two, still had a few more sessions to go before she could ascend further.

”Seamus...”

She moaned softly, her hand moving along his still-hard cock, guiding it closer to her entrance until the tip brushed against her.

It was already slick, her juices dripping down his length. He licked his lips, wondering how she’d taste from the inside.

Diane bit her lip as she sank down onto him, feeling every inch stretch her until her inner walls twitched in pleasure.

”Ahhh~ Hahhh! So good!”

The chaos and tension surrounding them had left both their bodies strung tight, and now, this release felt like medicine.

Her body, already accustomed to his size, welcomed him greedily, her wet heat drawing him deeper. Seamus groaned, savoring how perfectly she fit around him.

”You’re really made for this, Diane,” he teased, pulling her close.

His voice dropped to a whisper. ”Your body loves me so much it’s already twitching inside... Have you already come in the middle of a blowjob? Your cunt is so damn wet inside”

”N-No! It’s not like that!”

Her flustered voice betrayed her, and the redness in her ears only confirmed it. Yet her body told another story, her inner muscles tightened hard around him.

”Ahh, you’re really adorable.”

He gripped her waist, guiding her movements. She began to move, slow but deep, her gasps and moans filling the room.

”Hnngghh~ So big... It’s so deep! Nnngghh!”

Her head tilted back, eyes hazy with pleasure as his cock drove into her sweet spot again and again. Each time he did harder as she also tried to help with moving.

But Seamus takes control of everything, which makes the pleasure unbearable.

When his mouth closed around her nipple, sucking and biting lightly, her body trembled uncontrollably, teetering on the edge.

”Ahhh! Seamus! If you keep doing that— Ohhh! Lord—”

Her voice broke as a wave of pleasure overtook her. Knowing what would happen, he moved her waist even faster, her breast jiggling like jelly which he bit at strongly making her pussy tremble even crazier inside.

”Damn, you really just came from a simple bite on your tits? You are even more slutty than your sister.”

Hearing that, her eyes went wide as his remark didn’t seem to disturb her. But making her turn on instead.

Yes, she is his bitch and yes she wanted to be better than her sister to him!

”AHHH!!! UGGHH!!! CUMMINGG!!!”

Her body jerked and went limp, trembling as she climaxed hard.

Seamus hissed softly as her inner wall clenched around him, her body milking him. He released her nipple, leaning in to kiss her.

Her taste lingered between them, their lips and tongues moving in a messy, hungry rhythm.

When they finally parted, a thin string of saliva connected them. Their eyes met, still hazy with heat.

”I’m not done yet,” he murmured, smirking. ”Hold on until I come.”

He pushed her forward gently, her breasts pressing against the bedding.

”Ahh, Seamus? I-I just— Hahh!”

Before she could finish, his thick cock entered her again, making her whole body twitch from oversensitivity.

”S-Slow down, ahhh!”

Instead, he smacked her lightly on the rear. ”You wanted to forget everything, right? Then play my game.”

His fingers brushed against her clit, pressing just enough to make her tense up again. Her body almost gave out, but he caught her wrists and held her steady.

”You can do this, Diane,” he murmured. ”You need to.”