Transmigrated As A Stepdad In A Fantasy Doujin World

Chapter 15: 15. Isolde’s Warning(18+)

Isolde’s soft white fingers never stopped.

She teased him with deliberate expert control never rushing never giving him the full stroke he wanted.

Her thumb kept circling the sensitive underside of the head while the rest of her fingers lightly squeezed and released the thick shaft.

Every motion was precise the practiced touch of a woman who knew exactly how to milk a cock without letting it finish too soon.

Schlick...

The quiet wet sound of her hand moving over the already slick head filled the living room.

Kael’s breath grew heavier. A low heat pooled at the base of his spine.

He looked down at the full-blooded succubus sitting naked on the couch her pure white skin glowing under the warm light heavy breasts rising and falling pink nipples stiff.

Even while she controlled the original Kael with her spell she was still his wife now.

The thought of how many other men she had touched like this before him sent a sharp twist of jealousy through his chest.

Without asking permission he leaned forward and latched onto one large pink nipple.

His mouth closed around the soft peak and sucked hard.

Isolde’s body stiffened in surprise.

"Ah..."

A soft moan slipped from her lips before she could stop it.

Her violet eyes already tinged pink with desire widened for a second.

Then her melodious voice returned low and amused even while his tongue worked the stiff nipple.

"You want to drink my milk husband but there is no milk in my breasts now."

Her hand on his cock changed rhythm. The slow teasing stopped.

She began stroking him properly long controlled strokes from base to tip faster than before.

Her soft palm and fingers wrapped firmly around the thick girth and pumped with the skill of an expert.

Schlick... schlick... schlick...

"Let me know when you are about to cum," she said voice still calm and lustful.

Kael did not answer with words.

He bit down lightly on the pink nipple and sucked harder tongue pressing and rolling against the stiff peak.

Isolde’s free hand tightened on the couch cushion. Another soft moan escaped her throat.

"Nnh..."

Her stroking grew faster.

The wet sounds of her hand on his cock mixed with the soft wet sounds of his mouth on her breast.

Kael switched to the other nipple biting and sucking with the same intensity. Isolde’s breathing deepened.

Her pink-tinged eyes stayed half-lidded as she watched him.

The pressure at the base of his cock built rapidly.

Kael pulled his mouth free just long enough to warn her.

"I am close."

Isolde moved at once.

She leaned down and closed her soft lips around the swollen head of his cock. Only the tip. Nothing more. Warm wet heat sealed around the most sensitive part of him.

The difference was immediate and overwhelming.

Even the tight squeezing pussies of Brianna and Tina had not felt this good from a single touch.

Isolde’s mouth was softer hotter and somehow more precise.

The wet seal of her lips and the gentle suction around the head alone made his vision blur for a second.

’What would it feel like if she took the whole thing?’

The thought barely finished before his climax hit.

Kael’s hips jerked forward. Thick ropes of white cum erupted straight into Isolde’s mouth.

Pulse after pulse. Heavy and continuous. He came for several long seconds the volume forcing her cheeks to bulge as she held the load without spilling.

Glk...

Isolde swallowed once then again her throat working while her soft lips stayed sealed around the head.

More cum filled her mouth. Her cheeks stayed rounded. She kept every drop inside until the last weak pulse left him.

Only then did she pull back.

A thin string of saliva and cum connected her lower lip to the still-sensitive tip of his cock before it broke.

Isolde’s pink-tinged violet eyes looked up at him.

She opened her mouth just enough to show the remaining white pool on her tongue then closed it and swallowed with a soft audible sound.

Glk.

As the last of his seed slid down her throat the pink tint in her eyes slowly faded.

The color returned to its normal deep violet calm and clear once more. She licked her lips and smiled.

"Good boy."

Kael stood there breathing hard trousers still open cock still half-hard and glistening.

Isolde remained naked on the couch heavy breasts marked with faint red from his teeth pink nipples wet from his mouth and a quiet look of satisfaction on her beautiful face.

Isolde’s voice stayed calm and melodious but the words carried a clear edge.

"Keep that dick in your pants from now on. It is only mine. If I ever see you playing with another woman using this I will bind your legs and arms and let you rot for eternity."

A cold shiver ran down Kael’s spine.

He remembered clearly.

Isolde De Thorne was an A-plus ranker.

A full-blooded succubus strong enough to live comfortably in the central cities yet she had chosen to move to this average border town and take the original Kael as her husband.

He still did not know the real reason. Maybe it was his face. Maybe it was the size of the cock she had just finished milking.

Either way the threat was not empty.

Isolde leaned back against the couch cushions still completely naked and waved one hand lazily.

"Go sleep husband. You look tired."

Kael fixed his trousers and gave her the same obedient smile the original Kael would have used.

"Yes Isolde."

He left the living room.

The moment he was out of her sight the smile faded. His thoughts turned to the skill he had bought earlier.

Wet Dream Weaver.

He walked into the kitchen opened a cupboard and took out two clean glasses.

While the water ran he pricked the tip of his finger with a small kitchen knife and let a single drop of blood fall into each glass.

The red dissolved instantly leaving no color or scent.

One glass for Seraphine.

One glass for Eira.

Kael carried both drinks and headed upstairs.

He stopped first in front of Eira’s door and knocked lightly.

A low quiet voice answered from inside.

"Come in."

Kael opened the door.

Eira sat on her bed with her back against the wall dual-colored hair falling forward as she read a thick history book.

The thin white T-shirt still stopped just under her small breasts.

The tiny V-shaped panties left her long milky-white thighs bare. She did not look up right away.

Kael set one glass of water on the small table beside her bed.

"If you feel thirsty drink it. Do not stay up too late."

Eira’s eyes flicked toward the glass then toward him. She gave a small nod and returned to her book without another word.

Kael closed the door quietly behind him and walked further down the hall.

He knocked on Seraphine’s door.

"Who is it?" her sharp voice called from inside.

"Kael."

A short pause filled with clear annoyance.

"What do you need?"

"I just came to give you a glass of water. Your mother said to give it to you."

Another short silence.

"Enter."

Kael opened the door.

Seraphine lay on her stomach across the bed completely naked except for a thin pair of black panties.

Her silver-white hair spilled over her back and shoulders.

The soft supple curves of her pale ass were fully exposed the thin fabric of the panties disappearing between the cheeks.

Her full breasts were pressed against the mattress soft flesh spreading slightly under her weight. She held an open book in both hands crimson eyes focused on the pages.

The title on the cover read "A Cock Lover Princess."

Kael stood in the doorway for a second longer than necessary.

’Is she seriously reading a adult book in front of me without caring even a little? What a fucked-up world it is!’

Even after everything he had already seen today the sight of his sharp-tongued vampire stepdaughter lying half-naked on her bed reading a book with that title still managed to surprise him.

Seraphine did not bother to cover herself. She simply turned one page and spoke without looking up.

"Put it on the table and leave."

Kael stepped inside set the second glass of water on the small table near her bed and stayed quiet for a moment longer.

The drop of his blood already waited inside the clear liquid.

Seraphine’s pale back rose and fell with each calm breath.

The soft curve of her exposed ass remained turned toward him. The book stayed open in her hands.

Kael’s fingers brushed the edge of the door.

"Do not stay up too late."

Seraphine’s only answer was a soft irritated huff as she kept reading.

Kael closed the door behind him and stood alone in the quiet hallway.

Both drinks were delivered. Now he just have to wait until they drink the water.

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