My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave

Chapter 234: B - Face to face with the harsh truth (1)

"Axel, do you remember that time you begged me to come with you to tail Kimberly all the way to Long Island City?" Naomi asks.

"Actually, you were the one who insisted on coming with me no matter what..."

"If you say so... Anyway, since I helped you stalk Kimberly back then, it’s your turn to return the favor and help me keep an eye on someone."

"Naomi... don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love again...? I swear, if you’re asking me to help you stalk some guy you have a crush on, I’m never speaking to you again!"

"D-Don’t be ridiculous, idiot! After the disaster with that piece of shit Tyler, I have absolutely no intention of dating anyone for at least the next ten years! Anyway, yesterday afternoon I overheard one of Melania’s phone calls. Apparently, she has a date tonight after dinner with a guy she met on one of those dating apps. When I asked her about it, she refused to tell me his name or even how old he is. Actually, she even claimed I’d misunderstood and that there wasn’t any date at all. So I’d say it’s only natural to think something shady is going on. There are a lot of creeps out there, and I’m really scared he might be one of those disgusting bastards who prey on girls online! I’m genuinely worried something terrible could happen to her, so I want to see for myself that it’s really just a normal date with a guy her own age she met online. I don’t feel safe following her by myself—if something happened, there wouldn’t be much I could do. So... please, Axel. Come with me tonight."

Actually, I have a strong feeling that the poor bastard is the one who got lured online... and that Melania is the real predator, ready to take advantage of him.

But obviously, I can’t tell Naomi that.

Unfortunately, I can’t think of a single excuse to reassure her and convince her she has nothing to worry about, but I have to come up with something.

If Naomi somehow ends up witnessing Melania using her powers to seduce that poor guy...

No. I can’t let that happen.

"Don’t you think you’re worrying a little too much over nothing? Sure, your cousin’s only eighteen, but she’s not naïve. Besides, I assume Britney gave her permission to go on that date, right? If her own mother trusts her, I think you should too."

"Y-Yeah, Britney gave her permission to go out... but not to go on a date with a complete stranger! My gullible aunt thinks Melania’s going to an innocent sleepover at one of her middle school classmates’ house tonight."

"Naomi... has it ever crossed your mind that maybe you really did misunderstand?"

"Axel... if you’d heard the way Melania was talking to that guy on the phone, believe me, you wouldn’t have the slightest doubt about what she wants to do tonight."

I’m about to answer when I suddenly feel Naomi’s hand slip between my thighs.

Then she whispers the sweetest words I’ve ever heard come out of her mouth.

"If you come with me tonight and help me keep an eye on Melania... I’ll let you do that thing you’re always asking me for..."

"Y-You mean... that thing?"

"Yeah. As soon as Melania’s date is over and we’ve made sure everything went well... I’ll let you do it. Just this once."

Shit... if Naomi ever found out her cousin is a succubus, she could end up traumatized for life. Or worse, completely lose her mind.

So, is it really worth taking that risk?

Hell yes!

The moment Melania leaves the house, we follow her at a safe distance all the way to Central Park, and...

Holy shit... the world really is ridiculously small!

What are the odds that the guy Melania met online — the one she’s on a date with right now — is Tyler?

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

Seriously, just how desperate or messed up does a thirty-year-old have to be to agree to a late-night date with an twelve-year-old girl he’d just met online?

"That bastard... that pathetic sack of shit... I swear I’m calling the police right now and having him thrown behind bars for the rest of his life!"

Melania and Tyler are sitting on a bench about twenty meters away from us, casually chatting about this and that.

"Honestly, I don’t think they’re doing anything wrong. As long as Tyler doesn’t try anything inappropriate, there’s no reason for us to step in. There’s no law against a man being friends with an twelve-year-old girl."

"Are you stupid or what?! It’s obvious they’re not out there as just friends!"

I know that too, and Naomi is absolutely right. But I remember all too well what happened the last time I interrupted Melania in the middle of one of her ’meals’ that night at the pier.

If she got angry, Naomi and I would be the ones paying the price, and that’s not a risk I’m willing to take.

Much better for that damned perverted creep to become the sacrificial victim of Melania’s twisted cravings.

Maybe that’ll teach him to stop hitting on girls so much younger than him.

Actually, it’s nothing short of a miracle that Melania’s done nothing but talk to him this whole time.

We’ve been watching them for almost half an hour.

Maybe she’s just studying him, trying to figure out whether she can get what she wants without taking unnecessary risks by using her Charming 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 would be to use her succubus abilities openly and recklessly.

"Naomi... we’ve been standing here watching them talk for almost half an hour. Can we go now? If something was going to happen, it would’ve happened by now."

"Y-Yeah... maybe you’re right... Besides, during the weeks Tyler and I were together, he never struck me as that kind of person..."

Even so, I can hear the uncertainty lingering in her voice.

She only says that because I never told her Tyler had cheated on her with a sixteen-year-old — a little detail Tyler conveniently forgot to mention when he broke up with her.

But just when Naomi finally seems ready to give up on following her cousin...

"A-Axel... what the hell is happening?"

Naomi’s voice trembles with fear and disbelief at the sight unfolding right before our eyes.

Melania rises from the bench and now stands directly in front of Tyler.

But the worst part is her eyes.

They’re no longer brown. They’re glowing with an eerie violet light.

And it’s not just her eyes. Her entire body is shrouded in a faint violet haze.

Shit... shit... shit!

Couldn’t that depraved succubus have waited just one more minute before putting her damn plan into motion?!

"A-Axel... why is Melania glowing purple?" Naomi continues, her voice trembling even more with fear.

And now... what the hell am I supposed to tell her?!

There’s not a single excuse in the world that could explain what’s happening.

And as if this weren’t already impossible to justify, Tyler’s eyes begin glowing with the very same violet light.

His hands reach toward Melania, sliding beneath her short skirt before pulling her panties down to her knees in a single motion.

Then he leans forward, burying his face between her thighs.

His head disappears beneath her skirt, but judging by Melania’s moans and the way she forcefully presses his head against her most intimate place... it doesn’t take a genius to figure out what’s going on.

The fact that Melania waited this long before using her powers means she realized there was no other way to get what she wanted from Tyler.

Looks like after I caught him with an underage girl and made him leave Naomi, he finally learned his lesson.

So why did he agree to meet Melania in the first place?

Unless...

Maybe they’d been texting for a long time before meeting in person, talking about their lives, and at some point Tyler found out Melania was Naomi’s cousin.

And if Tyler never had any bad intentions toward Melania...

Could he have agreed to meet her just so she could help him patch things up with Naomi?

If that’s the case, then maybe he’s not as sleazy as I thought.

Still, that succubus did tell me she can’t plant obscene thoughts in someone’s mind.

She can only amplify the ones that are already there.

In other words, deep down, Tyler really is attracted to her in that way.

All right, so he’s still a pervert...

But at least he was trying to keep his urges under control, and he just had the bad luck of running into the wrong person.

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

The moment Naomi sees Tyler’s face buried between Melania’s thighs — and that strange violet light — she can’t hold back a desperate scream.

Or at least she would’ve, if I hadn’t quickly covered her mouth with my hand and held her in place.

Her attempts to break free are useless, just like her muffled screams.

She kicks and thrashes around like she’s possessed in the middle of an exorcism, and it only gets worse when Melania slips off her panties, lets them drop around her ankles, and reaches for Tyler’s belt.

She unbuckles it in a hurry, then yanks his jeans and boxers down in one sharp pull, revealing a pretty small erection.

Now I get why Naomi kept coming back to me even while she was with him...

A dark, mischievous smile spreads across Melania’s face — the smile of a predator that’s finally caught its prey.