The Vampire King's Pet

falsehood and unsuccessful plots

Days turned to weeks until it was already a month since she'd been seeing Grange. It had been a blissful month. Although, she slightly felt awful that they could only meet as lovers at night, she felt assured when he told her that he was about to let his wife know about his plan for divorce.

She looked at him in the morning light and was surprised he was still in bed. He was always up before dawn, going back to his wife. And every single time, she would be left filled with bitterness.

That's why seeing him still in her bed made her feel things she'd never felt before. Her hand found its way towards his hair. She thought his hair was as black as midnight but she realized over the course of their days together, his hair was actually just a dark shade of brown.

She saw him open his eyes and a lazy smile formed on his lips. "Morning."

She shyly covered her body with the blanket and replied in a small voice. "Morning."

He laughed languidly. He sat up, the sheets falling to his hips revealing his toned upper body. He pecked her in the lips for a brief moment before getting up. The moment he stood up and left bed, she was given a full view of his naked body.

"Like what you see, darling?"

She blushed. She seemed to blush so easily whenever he teased her.

She heard him chuckle before saying, "I'll make breakfast first. Come down when you're ready."

She gave him a sound of agreement, burying herself back into the bed. She observed him as he grabbed a pair of boxers in her... their drawer.

It was at this exact moment that she realized she loved him. She didn't know when she started to love him but she did now. She knew from the way her chest swelled with obvious happiness whenever he was around her.

He closed the door shut as he left to make breakfast. Now that she was alone in her room, she decided to bathe herself before joining him for breakfast. She got up and glanced at herself through the mirror.

There were tons of hickeys peppered across her body. There was also dried cum from her chin down to her belly. She flushed red when she remembered the things they did last night. It was her first time doing a sixty-nine yet she did it with him even though she was a little reluctantly at first.

However, she found doing a sixty-nine was actually pleasurable. He could eat her while she gave him a blowjob. Grange even made her wear a pair of stockings. He said it was one of his dream kinks as a boy.

What made her feel hotter was when he said he'd never told anyone about that and he'd never had his wife do a kink like that. She remembered him saying that sex with his wife was plain boring but when he made love to her, it was like fireworks and he couldn't stop himself from cumming inside her.

She wasn't worried doing it raw with him since she had always been on pills but now, she felt it was no longer needed. He already promised a future of both of them together. She decided after today she would no longer take pills.

She often dreamed of what it was like getting pregnant with his child, and even raising his child. A warm surge of feelings flooded her.

She shook her head and told herself that she should first take a bath. She didn't want him to keep waiting downstairs. After she was done showering, she dried herself while picking one of Grange's shirt to cover herself with.

It was very big on her so once she wore it, it hung over her frame until ending inches below her butt. She didn't wear any underwear since it was just her and Grange in her apartment. Looking at her shirt-clad figure in the mirror, she suddenly thought of teasing him.