Page 32 of Cinderella and Her Vampires (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 5)

If having Cindy all to myself was what I truly wanted, then why did I suddenly feel so cheap?

It was hard to think about what it would mean for all of us to want her. How would I be able to maintain the relationships I had with my best man and son if I continued to pursue Cindy?

Though I had tried to avoid the option, there was only one way I could have Cindy and keep my family intact. But there was a hitch in this little solution of mine. And that was Cindy. She was the key ingredient. She was the only one who could decide whether or not she wanted all of us.

She wasn’t complaining while I was screwing the daylight out of her. That much was for certain. Never mind I was charming her.

But there was only one way I was going to get answers to my questions and that was by being around her… more specifically getting her to talk to me.

I wasn’t going to show up looking as myself though. That would have been a mistake. Instead, I disguised myself as an ordinary person, a Joe Shmoe. Once I got there, I blended in with the crowds of humans as I slowly made my way to the bar. When I arrived at the one thing separating me from her, I took a seat and then waited. For the longest time, I was content in watching her interact with her customers. They way she smiled at them. The pleasure on her face as she made drinks.

Divine. That was the only word that got close to what she was.

It wasn’t very long before she came to me. She settled her eyes on mine and a flash of confusion rushed through them. I watched the puzzled expression cross her features. She knew something wasn’t right about my façade.

It didn’t take very much longer before she figured out who I was and started glaring at me. And that was when I found her even more entertaining.

But the thing that surprised me the most was her standing up for me. Sure, she said she didn’t do it for me, but there was something else behind her motives when she told the guy vying for my seat to scram. Figuring out my suspicions would have to wait for another time. The hunger was starting to burn the back of my throat. I needed to leave. Soon.

So, when the fight had broken out and everyone’s attentions where focused on defusing the situation, I took my opportunity and left unnoticed. Or so I had thought. I wasn’t in a hurry to get back to my home though. I had decided to pace myself, taking my walk back slow and steady.

Of course, I wasn’t sure what I was thinking when I went to see her in the first place. I supposed I was a glutton for punishment. Perhaps I simply couldn’t get enough of her. Hell, I wasn’t even sure I wanted to know the reason. I enjoyed the thrill she brought to my life.

I even cloaked myself to make it harder for her to know who I was. And yet she still figured me out. I wasn’t sure if I should have been surprised by that or not. So far, everything else about her has surprised me. She was such a fascinating creature. Far more intriguing than anyone I had ever met before. My attention had been so consumed by her. My mind could think of nothing else.

My dick throbbed with the idea of her.

Ah, the sex! Delightful, exquisite, paramount, extraordinary, and everything in between. She was the best I had yet. And that was saying something considering she was a fragile, breakable human.

The cold air did little to ease the ache growing between my legs, and though I knew only she could satisfy me, I was going to have to settle for my hand and would do so the second I got back.

Minutes after I had left the bar, I felt her nearby. She was following me. And with how determined she was in the speed of her steps… it wouldn’t be long before she caught up to me.

I smirked to myself and peered over my shoulder to see if I could catch a glimpse of her. She was several blocks behind me, walking with a purpose. I doubted she could see me. Humans didn’t have the ability to see at far distances like we vampires did. But she was close enough that I realized, if I wasn’t careful, she would catch up to me in no time.

Moved by the thrill of escaping her notice, and the idea of watching her, I ducked into the shadows of a nearby alley and waited. I was curious to see if she would be on to me. She had surprised me so far… I had no reason to believe she would stop now.

My dick throbbed in anticipation. Waiting until I was home was going to be nearly impossible. I clutched my dick, smothered by my pants. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. A low growl vibrated through my throat. This woman had me ready to raze heaven and hell for her.

I flicked my wrist, unlatching the button and sliding down the zipper of my pants. I faced the wall, bracing myself against the building while watching for her to walk by. My free hand went to work, sliding along my erection as I thought of her.

My dick grew impossibly hard as I stroked myself into oblivion. I wanted her mouth around my shaft. I wanted her lips. I wanted her sex.

Seconds later, her steps clapped the sidewalk, growing closer. Her heart pounded steadily, and her breaths filled and left her lungs. All those sounds happened moments before she passed by me. And when she did, she stopped at the mouth of the alleyway I hid in. She investigated the shadows, staring deep into the darkest parts of the alleyway, almost connecting with my gaze.

I smiled and held my breath, slowing my strokes as she stood in my presence, peering into the shadows, looking for me.

Most humans were able to sense something off-putting, if not dangerous, was around them. But most were only able to sense such things on a basic level. Cindy? She had a deeper sense. She knew I was near. She couldn’t see me, but she was well aware that I stood in the shadows watching her as she desperately searched for me. I felt as much deep in my chest. The way her heart pulsed said so as well.

She gasped. I sniffed the air, breathing in deep her arousal. I took a step forward and stopped. My orgasm clenched my soul. Liquid spewed from the tip of my dick as I stroked myself, sighing, wishing it was her that held me as the scent of her arousal danced around me.

As my orgasm faded, I settled my gaze back on Cindy. She shrugged off the sensation that had washed over her and continued past the alleyway.

I cleaned myself up the best I could as I smirked to myself, staring at the opening of the alley, keeping tabs on Cindy’s movements.

Once I had tucked myself away, I gave her a few additional seconds of leeway before following her. I was careful when stepping out of the shadows and kept myself out of sight while she headed in the direction of my home.

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