Chapter 222: My Vampire Harem!

Chapter 222: My Vampire Harem!

Currently, I am sitting on an antique mahogany seat, my posture rigid inside my iconic black vampire count suit. My glowing red eyes slowly scan the kneeling vampires gathered before me. On my left, the exceptionally sexy Ana—playing the role of Lilith—shifts slightly, her dark leather corset catching the dim studio lights. On my right, the voluptuous Kate—acting as Luna—rests a pale, ringed hand against the velvet cushion. All three of us wear heavy vampire makeup, completely immersed in our respective movie roles.

Two young actresses resembling Ana and Kate kneel directly before the three of us on the stone floor, portraying our fictional children. They are the next generation and the main characters of the fourth movie in the beloved saga of 'The Vampire I Fell For'.

I narrow my eyes, projecting the cold authority of an ancient monarch, and deliver my lines. "If you two wish to venture into the human world, I warn you... The humans will fear and hunt you down, no matter how kind and loving you two are. Do you understand? Your mothers and I cannot, and will not, intervene in the human world any longer."

Ana, playing the bad cop of the two royal wives, scolds both female leads with sharp intensity. "The King is correct. You will no longer be Princesses of Transylvania if you step out of the mountain range. Humph..."

Finishing her line, Ana seductively drapes her long, slender legs across my lap, leaning her upper body into my chest like a loving puppy seeking affection. Kate immediately shifts her weight, her good cop character, Luna, stepping in to deliver her piece of the dialogue.

"You may return, but if you do, you may never leave again," Kate says, her voice softening with maternal sorrow. "So leave and find your destinies. Go. We will not see you off. Farewell, children..."

The moment the lines end, Kate grabs my collar and pulls my neck toward her side, actively tug-o-warring my body away from Ana's grasp. The two women are like real-life cats and dogs, letting their genuine personal emotions bleed directly into their fictional characters. The director watches intently from the shadows, a different woman than our previous director, looking thoroughly impressed by the performance. The two lovers of mine possess incredible chemistry as jealous rivals, though it really is not much different from our actual daily life.

The two kneeling actresses bow their heads low against the floorboards. ""Thank you, Father and Mothers, we will leave!""

They quickly scramble up and rush off the set, leaving the three of us on the couch as the cameras keep rolling. Ana looks up at me with deep, scripted sorrow, her fingers clutching my lapel. "Husband, is it fine to let them go alone like that? I will be worried."

Kate smiles warmly, leaning in closer to my left side to address her rival. "Foolish Lilith. Husband would not let them go without a plan, right dear?" I puff out my chest, letting my voice echo with absolute imperial dominance. "Luke Foo, show yourself!"

A handsome human actor suddenly rushes forward, dropping to one knee on the ornate rug and bowing his head deeply. "My King, command me!"

I reach into my suit pocket, pulling out a heavy metallic amulet, and toss it directly into the lap of the new male lead. "I have trained you since youth for this exact day. Now, protect the two Princesses. Go to the human world and keep your identity completely hidden from them..."

The actor catches the amulet, clutching it to his chest. "Yes, King..."

He quickly rises and dashes off the set, pretending to track the two departing women into the fictional wilderness. Ana blinks up at me, switching back to her interrogative tone. "Husband, was that the child our daughters rescued when they were young? That human is still alive? I thought you had him killed?"

I let out a low, booming laugh, leaning back against the antique cushions. "I was once human myself, so why kill him? My daughters risked everything for his survival, so I secretly trained him while they believed he was banished in the mountains. He might even be the very man my silly daughters are looking for, ha-ha."

Kate smacks her palm against my chest, her character looking thoroughly unamused by the revelation. "Then why send our daughters away to look for the man right under their noses?"

My expression hardens into a serious, wise gaze as I deliver my final line. "Love fought for is better than one simply given. Let them have an adventure just like the one we had. Now that my kids are gone, let me enjoy my wives. Come..."

I wrap my arms around both women, pulling them tightly against my chest. I deeply kiss Ana first, tasting her dark lipstick, before turning to plant an equally passionate kiss on Kate's lips.

Suddenly, a loud voice booms over the studio speakers. [ That is a cut! Great job, everyone! ]

The cameras stop rolling, and the crew immediately begins moving equipment around the stage. Ana leans in close, her breath warm against my ear as she whispers. "Not fair, lover. Why not let us have another extended love scene right here?"

Kate overhears the whisper and immediately fumes, her eyes narrowing into a harsh glower. She yanks my arm away, pulling me tightly against her voluptuous breasts to reclaim her territory. "Thieving woman! Rick is mine in the open. Hide back in your hole until he is horny, humph!"

Ana and Kate always fight like this, especially here on the busy set of Entertainment Tonight. I once tried my best to get them to get along, but I realized years later that these two idiots actually enjoy fighting. No, seriously, they completely thrive on their bitter rivalry. They are true frenemies in every sense of the word.

Ana giggles softly, her fingers tracing a line down my jaw. "That is perfectly fine, because Rick is always horny! Right, Rick? Ufufu!"

My heart skips a beat as the tension rises between them. "Huh? Oh, look, the director is calling me over! Be right back!"

I quickly twist out of their grip and flee across the studio floor like a panicked rabbit escaping a trap. Ana watches my retreating back, then turns to look at Kate. "I kinda feel bad for him. Should we tell him the truth?"

Kate crosses her arms, her expression shifting into a devious smirk. "Ana, if you do, we won't be friends anymore. I love making Rick nervous, it is one of my few fun activities. If he knows we get along, then all the magic will be completely gone. This is something you and I have over his other lovers. Right?"

Ana smiles, realizing just how incredibly petty Kate can be when it comes to their shared relationship. She looks at her secret friend with an amused expression. "So, when are you going to tell Rick you are pregnant?"

Kate, who stopped taking her birth control pills a long while ago while keeping it an absolute secret, chuckles softly. "I want to see exactly how long it takes for him to notice on his own, fufu."

Ana smiles widely and shakes her head in disbelief. "And everyone always says I am the troublemaker, sigh..."

Both women burst into shared laughter, enjoying their little secret. However, the moment they see me walking back toward the couch, the heavy glaring instantly begins all over again.

After finishing my long movie shoot for the day, I still had a few other important family events to handle. The massive family-harem-business cruise to Japan was coming up quickly, and everything needed to be perfectly prepared.

I steer my SUV through the grand entrance gates of the Yang Estates, navigating the smooth asphalt driveway. I hold my smartphone to my ear, wrapping up a lengthy call with Lan Chow, my China Empire Sect Master.

"...So Victoria explicitly said she wanted you and the children to come along for the cruise," I explain into the receiver. "What do you say? Plus, our children will have all of their brothers and sisters to play with for a few weeks. But mostly, I just want more quality time with all of you."

A soft, weary voice echoes from the phone line. [ Sigh. I am definitely coming, but... It will completely spoil our kids, you know? It will take me months of hard work to unspoil them after this trip. ]

I smile, turning the steering wheel as I approach my destination. "How about I make it up to you this weekend with a good old-fashioned body massage? I will spoil you completely, so it should be fair, right?"

Lan Chow lets out a playful laugh on the other end. [ Hah! You only want to give me a body massage just to have sex, you total pervert... Ufufu, but honestly, so do I. Well, I will see you over the weekend. I love you, bye. ]

The line goes quiet with a sharp beep. [ Click... do do do... ]

I park my SUV directly in front of Gretta's beautiful home, turning off the ignition. I reach into the passenger seat to grab a fresh bouquet of roses, a premium bottle of wine, and two gift bags I carefully picked out for her daughters.

Climbing out of the vehicle, I walk up the front porch and firmly press the doorbell. In no time at all, the front door swings open to reveal two teenage girls wearing massive, identical grins. I instantly feel awkward as fuck, considering I am always used to dealing with my small children rather than preteens.

Tessa, the youngest daughter, bounces on her heels cheerfully. "Mr. Rick, you are finally here! Mother is just finishing up dinner in the kitchen, so hurry on inside, fufu."

Rayna, the older daughter, leans in close and whispers a comment that leaves me completely stupefied. "You are spending the night, right? It is totally fine, we understand completely, fufu."

My mouth opens and closes a few times without any sound coming out. I was absolutely not expecting these seemingly cute, innocent girls to be so incredibly blunt about the situation. Did Gretta actually tell them beforehand that I might stay over tonight?

The two girls completely ignore my stunned silence, grabbing my arms and dragging me straight through the hallway toward the kitchen where Gretta is working.

The moment Gretta catches sight of my speechless, wide-eyed face, a beautiful smile blossoms across her lips. "You made it perfectly on time. And tell me, are those gorgeous roses meant for me? I might start to think you actually like me or something, Rick."

Gretta unties her cooking apron, revealing a comfortable pair of blue jeans and a simple white blouse. It is the kind of outfit a mother wears for pure comfort, not something flashy or revealing like you would expect for a romantic date. Honestly, I find myself liking this casual version of Gretta even more than the overly sexy version.

I clear my throat, trying to regain my composure. "Well, that was exactly my intention."

Behind me, her two daughters immediately giggle at my attempt at flirting, and my cool mojo is instantly crushed. Gretta notices my smooth act crumbling, stepping forward to wrap her arms around my neck. She plants a firm, affectionate peck directly on my lips right in front of her children. I guess she did this to firmly let both me and her daughters know that I am officially her man. The girls do not seem surprised at all, meaning they definitely already knew.

Gretta steps back, turning her attention to her daughters with a playful frown. "Alright, stop messing around and go wash your hands, sigh. You girls are going to chase Rick off completely if you don't stop teasing him."

Both girls rush toward the bathroom to wash up, but I catch them playfully sticking their tongues out at her as they sprint past. Gretta takes the wine bottle from my hand, her eyes locking onto mine. "Rick dear, let's finish this bottle tonight. Will you stay with me?"

Ever since I started cultivating, my body processes alcohol too quickly to ever get drunk, unless I down a gallon of hard liquor. I choose not to mention this factual detail to the hopeful woman, opting to tease her instead. "I will only stay tonight if I can hold you tight while I sleep."

Her smile grows wider, and she steps in close to whisper directly into my ear. "I will definitely let you hold me, but only if you promise to do much more than just that, fufu."

I lean in and kiss her deeply, before turning to wash my hands for the family meal.

We had been slowly drinking the wine together throughout the evening, enjoying the quiet atmosphere of the kitchen. As we finished the last dish from the meal, the warmth of the alcohol fully settled into my veins, driving away my remaining restraint. I stepped up directly behind Gretta, wrapping my arms tightly around her waist to pull her back against my chest. I leaned down and began pressing passionate kisses against the warm skin of her neck, breathing in her scent.

Gretta firmly held the edge of the smooth kitchen counter with both hands to stabilize herself, tilting her head back slightly. She let out a soft sigh, completely yielding her body and letting me do as I pleased without a single word of protest.

The heat of the moment quickly took over, and I completely forgot about our surroundings or the possibility of her daughters walking in. My left hand slid upward beneath the fabric of her white blouse, tracing the line of her spine until I reached the front clasp of her bra. With a practiced flick of my fingers, I unsnapped the restraint and let the fabric part. Soon, my hand was fully cupping her heavy, voluptuous E-cup breasts one at a time, kneading the soft flesh as she leaned back against me.

She turned her head over her shoulder to lock her lips with mine, keeping her back pressed firmly against my front. My right hand moved downward, working quickly to unbutton the stiff denim of her jeans. The soft, muffled moans escaping her throat directly into my mouth only served to encourage my bad life choices. I slipped my right hand deep into the opened denim, finding my way past the smooth barrier of her silk panties to touch her damp, aching slit.

Our passionate kissing intensified as I rubbed her sensitive nipples with one hand while using my fingers to stimulate her clit. The intense friction and closeness had her completely ready for me in a matter of moments. Gretta used her left hand to quietly push down the top of her jeans and panties together, letting them drop down to her knees.

With aggressive, urgent movements, she reached behind her to unbuckle my belt and undo my pants. I immediately pulled my hand away from her breast to help push my own clothes down, lining myself up perfectly to take her right there against the counter. Maintaining our standing position, I guided myself forward and slowly entered her tight, swallowing warmth.

"Ah~!"

I was completely speechless at the fact that her body was already violently climaxing the exact moment I pushed all the way inside her.

Her face turned bright red, and her embarrassed expression told me everything I needed to know about her current state. It seemed she had been building up her desire for far too long, and my sudden entrance instantly pushed her over the limit. I ignored the sudden shock and immediately started to thrust deeply in and out of Gretta, setting a fierce rhythm. She tightly gripped the counter with one hand for support, using her other hand to firmly cover her mouth to stifle her loud cries.

After ten minutes of continuous movement, during which her body violently climaxed one more time, the pleasure reached its peak. I held onto her wide, flaring hips with both hands and really started pumping hard against her backside. The friction created a loud, wet sound that embarrassingly echoed through the quiet kitchen, but I felt the heat rising rapidly. I knew I was finally about to cum inside of her.

I pulled her body even closer to mine in our standing position, lifting her slightly so she was no longer holding onto the counter. With one hand moving back up to aggressively molest her bare breast, I wrapped my other arm securely around her abdomen to anchor her. I filled her deep inside with my warm semen, holding myself perfectly still within her to not let it leak as we kissed like two horny, desperate teenagers.

After about a full minute of resting against each other, we finally broke the kiss and panted as quietly as we possibly could. I leaned down, burying my face in her white hair to speak directly into her ear. "I love you, and this is honestly my first time having kitchen sex ever."

She slowly disconnected our bodies, moving carefully to keep the mess contained as she reached down to pull up her jeans. While I was busy pulling up my own pants and buckling my belt, she turned around with a wide smile and kissed me again. She giggled softly, making a funny sex joke right there on the spot. "Me as well, my lover. But you might have just put a bun in the oven, right here in the kitchen, ufufu."

Hearing her playful words, I wrapped my arms around her waist to pull her into a tight, loving hug. I looked down into her gold eyes, wanting to confirm her thoughts. "So you decided you actually want to have a child with me, Gretta?"

She gave me another quick kiss on the lips, nodding her head without any hesitation. "I want our love to be properly materialized. Plus, my daughters have been wanting a younger sibling to take care of for a while now. So now, let us sneak upstairs and take a shower, because I feel a bit sticky, fufu."

Gretta and I quietly snuck up the stairs to the master bathroom, where we showered together, and I ended up getting her sticky all over again, cough!

Spending the rest of the night holding Gretta tightly in my arms felt incredibly peaceful. Sleeping beside a mature mother who was also my devoted lover allowed me to rest really well for some reason. I guess it was just the undeniable charms of a MILF at work. It felt exactly like a forbidden fantasy finally coming true.

However, breakfast the very next day turned into a living hell, with both of her daughters staring across the table and giving us knowing looks. Man, I felt completely split between being incredibly awkward and deeply satisfied with my night spent acting like a normal husband.

Tessa rested her chin on her hands, staring directly at me with a massive smirk. "So, Mr. Rick, will mother finally have our new sibling?"

Did I forget to mention earlier that I absolutely hate teenagers? Well, I definitely do now, because this situation is too damn awkward!