Chapter 78: Ginseng Scheme
««SECOND DAY»»
I lie on the bed in my room, lazily scrolling through my phone. The soft sheets feel good against my back after a long night. I slept alone in one of the rooms because I wanted at least one peaceful night without waking up with sores on my arms from my women clinging to me the entire time.
Suddenly, a notification pops up. The video I shot with Roku has just been released on both my page and SlimyMyriad’s official channel. I immediately sit up and check the view count. Within just one hour, it has already skyrocketed to around five hundred thousand views. Not as explosive as the one with Lola, but still insanely impressive for a new release.
I swipe down to the comment section.
My stomach drops instantly.
A flood of angry comments from vampire users fills the screen. The usual trolls are out in full force this time.
Eggnolly77: This bastard didn’t suck this one’s blood either. Is this guy even a vampire at all?
Bansheefucker#$ replied: This guy is already popular among vampires. We’re trying to find where he lives so we can confirm if he’s actually one of us. How does a vampire have sex without using blood arts?
There are over 147 replies under that single thread alone. I scroll through them with growing unease. More and more vampires are questioning my identity, calling me a fake, a disgrace, and even a member of Blood-Rebel — a vampire organization against the traditional practice of blood consumption. Some comments are outright threatening.
My face turns pale.
I nearly shit myself right there on the bed.
Erin once warned me how extreme fans and haters in this industry could become. I still remember the story she told me about a famous pornstar who was hunted down and killed by his own fans after changing his on-screen sexuality.
These vampires sound dead serious.
They want to find where I live.
I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dry.
What the hell are blood arts? And why does everyone care so much that I’m not sucking blood during shoots?
My heartbeat quickens. If they really start investigating me, things could get dangerous fast. I have a growing household now. Pico, my wives, and soon Lola and Roku too. I can’t afford to have deranged vampires showing up at my doorstep.
Suddenly, a blue system notification flashes before my eyes.
[Ding!]
[New Mission Unlocked!]
[Befriend a vampire and learn blood arts.]
[Reward: Random Spin Wheel]
My eyes light up instantly. The fear in my chest mixes with a sudden surge of excitement. This system really does react to my thoughts and circumstances. I was just worrying about looking like a fake vampire to my fans, and it immediately handed me a mission to solve the exact problem.
I stare at the notification as a slow grin spreads across my face.
Can I actually trigger hidden quests just by thinking about something?
If that’s true, then this changes everything. I could potentially farm missions by intentionally creating problems for myself.
Still, those comments continue bothering me.
I close the app and toss my phone aside. Lying back on the bed, I stare at the ceiling and think deeply. My public image as a vampire is becoming a double-edged sword. On one hand, it brings massive attention and views. On the other, it paints a target on my back from my own supposed race.
I need to handle this carefully.
Befriending a real vampire and learning blood arts seems like the perfect solution. It would silence the trolls and make me appear more legitimate. Plus, the Random Spin Wheel reward sounds extremely valuable if I manage to land something huge.
I rise from the bed, excitement still buzzing through my body after seeing the new mission. Just as I stand, the door opens and Lilith walks in wearing nothing but a thin white robe clinging tightly to her damp skin. She carries a steaming cup of coffee in her hands. The moment she stops in front of me, the fresh scent of her shampoo reaches my nose — sweet jasmine mixed with her natural scent.
She clearly just finished bathing.
"I brewed this for you," she says softly, offering the cup with a gentle smile.
"Thanks."
I take the cup and sip the hot coffee. It tastes rich and slightly sweet. They have definitely been adding those rare ginseng extracts to boost my vitality so they can get pregnant after marriage.
I smirk into the cup.
Too bad I’ll only be shooting blanks.
Lilith steps closer and slowly rubs her hand across my bare chest, her fingers tracing my muscles. "Do you need anything else, Jacob?"
I raise an eyebrow, wondering what she’s up to this time. "Not right now."
She bites her lower lip before asking directly, "When are you going to marry me and the others?"
I pause mid-sip and lower the cup. "After I return from visiting Aleena’s parents."
Lilith nods, but I catch the faint disappointment in her eyes. She parts her lips again. "Are you still planning to renovate the house?"
"There’s no point," I reply honestly. "I plan to leave Alowood very soon. But renovating it might still be a good idea. It’ll increase the property value if we decide to sell later."
Her eyes widen slightly. "Have you talked to the others about leaving?"
I shake my head. "Not yet."
Lilith lowers her gaze for a moment before speaking quietly. "I’ll take my leave then."
As she turns to walk away, I suddenly grab her wrist and pull her back firmly. I place the empty coffee cup on the side drawer with a soft clink before pinning her onto the bed beneath me.
Lilith gasps softly.
I run my fingers through her still-damp hair, gripping it lightly.
"The coffee you gave me rejuvenated me," I murmur in a low voice. "Now I’m really horny."
Lilith’s face immediately turns bright red.
"Jacob! Stop saying things like that this early in the morning... The others might hear us!"
Yet despite her protests, her body betrays her completely. She grabs my hand and places it against her soft breast, pressing my palm against her hardened nipple through the thin robe.
I smirk and squeeze her possessively, enjoying the warmth and weight in my hand. Lilith lets out a shaky moan, her thighs parting slightly beneath me.
I lean down and kiss her neck while sliding my other hand beneath her robe, finding her already wet.
She squirms beneath me, breathing unevenly. "You’re so unfair..."
I push two fingers inside her slick folds, making her gasp sharply. Her robe falls open shortly after, exposing her beautiful body completely to my eyes. I continue fingering her while sucking on her neck, leaving several hickeys across her pale skin.
Lilith’s tail appears and wraps tightly around my waist, pulling me even closer. Her hips grind desperately against my hand as she grows wetter.
I pull my fingers out before bringing out my hard cock, rubbing the thick tip against her dripping entrance.
"You say one thing," I whisper, "but your body always wants me."
She whimpers softly, cheeks burning. "Just... be quiet... please..."
I thrust into her in one smooth motion, burying myself deep inside.
Lilith arches her back and moans loudly as her tight walls clamp around me. I begin thrusting with deep, steady strokes, enjoying the sight of her breasts bouncing with every movement.
The morning light filtering through the window illuminates her flushed expression and messy damp hair beautifully. I grab her tail and stroke the sensitive tip while pounding into her, making her lose control completely.
Lilith’s moans grow louder and more desperate. She claws at my back while wrapping her legs tightly around my waist, taking every inch of me.
I lean down and whisper into her ear.
"You’re mine. Say it."
"I’m yours... darling..." she gasps between moans. "Punish my dirty pussy..."
I grin and thrust harder, the sound of our bodies filling the room.
At this point, I no longer care if the others hear us.
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After a long, relentless session, I bury myself deep inside Lilith and climax hard. Thick ropes of semen fill her as I grunt and grip her hips tightly.
Lilith’s body convulses beneath me, her walls clenching rhythmically around my cock while she rides out her own intense orgasm. Her succubus tail coils tighter around my waist as if trying to pull every last drop from me.
I remain inside her for several long moments, savoring the way her wet walls flutter around me.
Eventually, I pull out slowly.
A thick stream immediately leaks from her swollen entrance, dripping onto the bedsheets below. Lilith lies sprawled across the bed in pure bliss. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, her face remains deeply flushed, and her glossy eyes shine with satisfaction.
Several strands of damp hair stick to her forehead and neck in such an alluring way that any man would want to keep going.
She gazes up at me with an almost worshipful expression.
"Jacob..." she breathes hoarsely. "Do you realize... with this much inside me... I could actually get pregnant?"
I chuckle while pulling my pants back on. "I’d be glad if you got knocked up."
Lilith narrows her eyes suspiciously while propping herself up on her elbows. Semen continues leaking steadily between her thighs.
"Why are you smiling like that?" she asks. "You shot blank semen inside me again, didn’t you?"
I keep a perfectly straight face while buttoning my pants. "I have no idea what you’re talking about."
"Jacob!" she shouts as I walk toward the door. "Get back here right now!"
I ignore her completely.
I simply leave the room and close the door behind me, leaving Lilith sprawled there naked, messy, and frustrated.
I can still hear her yelling my name as I head down the hallway.
