Pitiful Widower (19)

Xue Ci trembled with fear at Erland's words.

The weather was already cold, but the man's body temperature seemed even colder.

His teeth were chattering, and he pleaded in a pitiful tone, "S-sir..."

Erland stopped and bent down to look at him.

The man was very tall, but there was no arrogance in his expression that looked down on everyone.

On the contrary, he was elegant and aloof.

Xue Ci pursed her lips, unsure of what to say after calling out.

After all, he was the one who said he was willing to do that for her, and he was also the one who said it was his first time.

He lowered his eyelashes, looking bewildered. The wind made his cheeks and earlobes flush red, making him look very young and inexperienced.

And innocent.

Erland originally just wanted to scare the liar pickpocket, but when he saw that face, for some reason, he really wanted to take him to the hotel for a checkup.

Let's see if he's flirted with other men in the same way.

Erland is 100 years old this year, which is young for the vampire race. While other nobles are indulging in pleasure, he is as rigid and conservative as if he has a cold personality.

Of course, Erland is not against marriage; he just feels he hasn't met the right person yet.

As a devout believer, he was determined to remain chaste for his future wife.

But right now, he wanted to see the boy's snow-white skin.

I want to see if that area is really soft.

As for whether it was the first time... Erland's eyes darkened, his bloodthirsty nature emerging. He smelled the unique, alluring fragrance emanating from the Eastern boy.

He stared at the tiny, fragile bluish-purple veins on the other person's neck, and raised his other hand to pinch the cross on his own chest.

Xue Ci wanted to leave, but seeing his movement, she changed the subject. "Sir, did you finish your prayers today?"

"It's finished." Seeing the dejection in his eyes, Erland immediately guessed what was wrong. "The cross represents the faithful's loyalty. It cannot be removed until they meet the person they are ready to marry."

Xue Ci reacted quickly, immediately following up. "Then you must be the most devout believer! You can't just examine other people's bodies; you have to save it for your wife... I... I want to save it for my future husband."

He portrayed himself as very conservative, as if he would make the other person take responsibility once there was intimate contact.

The man looked like an aristocrat; there was no way he would marry a little beggar.

Seeing the man lower his eyes and ponder, Xue Ci tried to secretly pull her hand back and run away when he wasn't paying attention, but instead saw him take the cross off.

"It won't be like that for long."

He's not a virgin.

He met the person he wanted to marry.

Xue Ci's eyes widened as she was led into the hotel.

"Wait, wait a minute..."

He panicked. He had only intended to check on the man, but this time, it seemed the man really wanted to do those things with him.

what to do...

Xue Ci was terrified of tall, strong men, feeling that they were powerful, fierce, and endless during sex, which would be exhausting.

In the short distance of a few hundred meters, he tried countless ways to persuade Eland to give up, but Erland remained unmoved until his stomach rumbled, at which point the other man stopped and looked down.

"Didn't you eat anything?"

Xue Ci pitifully, "I haven't eaten all day..."

In some ways, Erland a really good person.

Xue Ci said he was hungry, so the stranger led him away from the hotel to a restaurant that looked very high-end.

The restaurant is exquisitely decorated and has a tranquil atmosphere.

Xue Ci's dirty face seemed out of place here, but none of the waiters looked down on him.

Not to mention the wealthy-looking man standing next to them, the rare face of the Eastern boy alone was enough to leave them stunned for a moment.

Erland was familiar with the place and handed the menu to Xue Ci.

Xue Ci looked at the densely packed white-themed food and felt his already rumbling stomach grow even emptier. He whispered, "Let's eat out. Is the food here slow to arrive?"

The way the two were whispering to each other didn't look like they were meeting for the first time; they looked more like a couple deeply in love.

"I'll have them serve a main course first," Erland said firmly, then spoke to the waiter beside him.

Not long after, Xue Ci received a hot towel.

"Wipe your face clean."

It looks like a stray kitten.

Seeing that Xue Ci was very obedient, Erland lowered his brows, his expression unusually relaxed.

Sure enough, the waiter quickly brought out a plate of spaghetti.

Xue Ci full and looking forward to the dessert, while also planning her departure.

Erland's eyes easily read his thoughts, "If you try to escape, I'll catch you in seconds."

"When the time comes, I won't mind holding you on my lap and feeding you."

"..."

Xue Ci goosebumps all over; he hadn't expected the man to say something like that.

The meal was quite leisurely, but unfortunately, Xue Ci didn't dare to make any small movements until the end, and obediently let the man hold her hand.

When the receptionist heard that they wanted to book a suite, she gave them a suggestive look.

Xue Ci lowered her head awkwardly, then reluctantly allowed herself to be led into the room.

He huddled in a corner as soon as he entered the room, looking pitiful. "I'm really conservative... If you insist on doing this, I'll treat you like my husband and cling to you from now on."

"Furthermore, I'm very jealous and don't allow my husband to associate with other people; he also has to hand over his money to me."

"Anyway... I'm a lot of trouble."

He deliberately made himself sound sentimental, intending to dissuade Erland, but the other man's lips curved slightly. "I don't mind."

Xue Ci was completely at a loss.

Perhaps, from the moment this devout believer removed the cross, he had already considered these things.

The atmosphere in the room became strangely warm. The warmth from the heater enveloped her face, and Xue Ci's frozen blood vessels began to revive, sending a tingling, numbing sensation into her skin.

Erland stared at him for a moment, seemingly satisfied. "I'm going to take a shower."

"..."

Xue Ci's ears burned.

He watched the man go in silently, and as soon as he heard the sound of the shower running, he ran to the door.

But the door seemed to be under a spell; no matter what they did, they couldn't open it.

The man showered quickly, emerging after about ten minutes. He was wearing a loose bathrobe, the rope not properly tied, revealing his muscular chest, with water droplets occasionally rolling down and disappearing into it.

Her wet hair was slightly tucked behind her ears, revealing her excellent facial proportions.

Compared to ordinary Europe nobles, the man had a mixed-race appearance.

Xue Ci wondered if it was just her imagination, Erland seemed even paler than before.

Seeing the other person walking towards him, he was so frightened that he immediately dodged away. "I... I want to take a shower too!"

Erland was not in a hurry; he withdrew his hand and stepped aside.

Xue Ci slunk away stiffly, perhaps too nervously, and the man chuckled softly behind him.

No matter how much she stalled for time, Xue Ci ultimately couldn't escape it.

His ankle was grabbed, and his slender body was held in Erland's broad arms, leaving him completely powerless to resist.

Erland is a devout believer, and even though he has removed his cross, his conservatism and restraint remain in his bones.

They are particularly rigid in this regard.

It begins with a kiss, with meticulous care.

Erland's body was cold, but his lips were burning.

Xue Ci was so overwhelmed by his kisses that she could hardly breathe. Finally, she pushed him away and began to breathe heavily.

Even succubi, who are exceptionally gifted in this area, cannot resist such overwhelming power.

The intimacy didn't last long.

Xue Ci didn't know how long she had been in the room, and her head was spinning.

The succubus's constitution quickly brought him back to his senses, and the feeling of weakness subsided.

The boy's cheeks and earlobes turned pink, like ripe fruit; one whiff of it and you couldn't resist taking a bite and swallowing the sweet, juicy flesh.

The man kept the lights on the whole time.

The pain, joy, forbearance, and disorientation on that beautiful face were all captured in his eyes.

Her originally innocent features have been given a touch of eeriness.

The usually rigid and traditional Erland was somewhat out of control.

He stared at the Silver Mark on Xue Ci's belly, watching them gradually turn into a beautiful color, and then he bent down to kiss them little by little.

The most frequently discussed race within vampire families is the succubus, as they are inherently opposed to each other. Succubi are clearly taboo in such conservative and old-fashioned families.

She's born to seduce people, then dumps them and moves on to the next prey.

Succubi are a group born to be loyal to their desires, completely desecrating the fidelity of love.

Xue Ci was sobbing, and her naive reaction made Erland realize—this was indeed the first time.

It was each other's first time.

Not all succubi will seduce.

The boy in front of me looked very innocent.

Moreover, Erland was confident that he could satisfy his wife.

He lowered his head and tenderly licked away the tears at the corners of Xue Ci's eyes, his voice tinged with a thrilling pleasure. "You smell so good."

The fragrance stirred up his long-suppressed bloodlust.

Xue Ci's cheek was tickled by the kisses, and he instinctively pulled away, his voice trembling with tears. "Is it over?"

Erland whispered in his ear, "It's only just begun, does it hurt?"

Xue Ci's vision blurred. He didn't intend to answer any questions about it, but realizing that if he didn't speak, the man would keep staring at him, he finally relented. "My stomach is very bloated... I'm not feeling well."

"Your waist is too narrow and shallow," Erland said, frowning as if he were talking about something serious. "I'll make sure you eat properly from now on."

There's a future...

Does she really see him as a concubine?

The next moment--

"My little wife, what's your name?"

"..."

Xue Ci was incredibly annoyed. She glanced at him, but felt his body tense up instantly. "Succubi are really good at seducing people."

Xue Ci knew he couldn't hide his identity any longer. His eyes drooped, and his voice was muffled and soft. "I didn't seduce you..."

After saying that, she remembered she hadn't answered the question yet, and said blankly, "My name is Song Xueci."

Which snow?

"Snowflakes of snow."

"Resign."

"Farewell" (or "say goodbye").

Xue Ci wanted to say goodbye to him, so after saying his name, she urged, "Sir... you... you've checked, and I haven't lied to you. May I go now?"

The atmosphere was still warm until he spoke, but after he did, Erland's whole demeanor instantly turned cold.

Only one place was hot and scalding.

The first time might not have lasted long enough.

I'll prove it to you right away.

Xue Ci's eyelashes trembled. "W-what?"

"I can satisfy you."

The lamplight shone on Xue Ci, draping her in a gentle veil.

Sweat glistened on his neck and stomach. Xue Ci really felt his stomach was very full. He struggled to lift his body and glanced at his stomach.

One drumbeat after another.

His eyes widened, and he couldn't resist touching it with his hand.

He could feel the presence of something else through his stomach.

My belly is so swollen, it looks like it's about to burst.

It seems like she's pregnant.

Her mind was blank, Xue Ci, with a mournful face, whimpered like a cat, first sobbing, then accusing, "You're going to break me..."

Erland paused, "What?"

Xue Ci didn't want to pay attention to him and turned her face away.

You stole my wallet, huh? You were up to no good, huh? Well, the punishment is coming when you get caught. You'll be kissed by a man until you're dizzy, all wet and soft, and he'll suck all your saliva away. In the end, he'll carry you to bed, and the sheets will be soaked through.

Xue Ci into a deep sleep, her lips swollen at the edges.

The veins on the man's forehead were still visible, clearly indicating he was not satisfied.

He paused for a moment, then tenderly placed a light kiss on the handsome boy's forehead.

Goodnight, my little wife.

"My name is Erland, and I will be your husband."

I don't think I've told you yet, you're really beautiful.

*

Xue Ci never expected that after that day, Erland would officially begin pursuing him.

When a man is rich, gifts and dating locations are naturally of the highest quality. But these things are nothing to a nobleman who is already wealthy. At the same time, Erland also puts effort into him.

A month later, they got their marriage certificate.

Xue Ci never imagined she would marry someone so soon.

Their married life was very comfortable.

Erland bought him a small villa, gave him a lot of money and jewelry, and he basically made all the decisions about the house.

Xue Ci gradually began to rely on her husband.

Aside from her husband's strong desires, their newlywed life was exceptionally harmonious. Compared to her previous impoverished life in the slums, Xue Ci was very content with her current happiness.

They would plant different varieties of roses in the garden by hand and try making desserts. There was an expensive record player in the living room, and they would dance together and hug each other after dinner.

They never argued and were inseparable.

They seem like a match made in heaven.

"Hurry up and catch it!"

Xue Ci, who was picking flowers, noticed that her husband wasn't taking them. She turned around, but there was no sign of him in the thick fog.

At the same time, he felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.

Here's your takeout food!

Xue Ci was stunned for a moment before realizing that everything around her had changed; she had gone from a garden to a dirty and chaotic slum.

Surrounded by noise, he walked aimlessly along the road, carrying his lunchbox.

As if by inertia, he finally arrived at a dilapidated house.

My lower abdomen is getting hotter and hotter, and a strange feeling is surging through my body.

As this impulse intensified, Xue Ci realized—the succubus... needed a man.

He hid under the covers, curling up in discomfort.

Where is her husband?

Why would he live in a place like this?

Did they get divorced?

Xue Ci was in a daze when she was lifted up by a pair of large hands.

The coolness of the body eased his discomfort. Xue Ci rubbed his cheek against the other person's fingers without even looking at who it was.

Her husband is an aristocrat, and it seems they are going through a divorce.

Fragmented memories flooded back.

The next second, the room changed.

It turned back into their usual bedroom.

Xue Ci struggled to open her eyes and saw that Erland was holding a pink ribbon.

"Not so many times."

"Your body will weaken."

Xue Ci back tears. "I don't want it to turn out like this..."

"I... I want to be a normal person."

The succubus race carries a severe curse. Once the curse is in effect, the victim will never be satisfied and will forever be consumed by primal desires.

Loss of all sense of control until the body is completely destroyed.

The curse within Xue Ci's body was activated.

His consciousness was fading, and he vaguely felt Erland kissing his cheek.

The kiss was light and tender.

"It'll be alright."

"Leave it all to me, Xiao Ci."

I will make you feel better, no matter what it takes.

Xue Ci felt hot, but the man let him touch her as he pleased.

He was fed up. "We're about to get a divorce, why are you still bothering me?"

The most familiar and intimate relationships are the quickest way to exploit each other's weaknesses during arguments.

"I don't need your help... If you can't handle it, I'll go find Bill."

This name is on Erland's blacklist.

He was concerned that Xue Ci had stayed at Bill's house for a period of time.

Bill had known him for even longer and they were closer.

Xue Ci sensed that the atmosphere had changed.

He saw Erland throw away the ribbon in his hand, his eyes filled with a maddening jealousy.

The next second, his ankle was grabbed—

"Baby, don't mention that person's name again."

"You're only allowed to look at me."

"I am your husband, and I will always satisfy you."

at last.

Xue Ci a sob and clung to her husband, weeping.

Author's Note:

He didn't write about Bill, but got carried away and lost in passion when he wrote about the baby's first time. [Pity][Pity][Pity]

I'll make sure Bill gets a taste of it tomorrow.