“Fine! But can you book a pedicure too? My feet are killing me,” she says, turning and gliding on soft feet into the living room, leaving her suitcase in the middle of the entrance hall.Well, maybe if you didn’t wear such hideous shoes, they wouldn’t hurt!
Taking her suitcase, I fly up the stairs with my Vampire speed and go to her room down the hall. Yes, she has shared my bed a few times while I was drowning out my sorrow, but she has her own room for her own protection because I’ve come close to strangling the spoiled brat. I know I haven’t helped with turning around and giving her whatever she wants, but I’m tired of all this. Everything was perfect in the beginning like most shallow relationships. Young, vibrant, hot blonde with big tits, something wet to put my dick in and try to get over Lilith, but the more Lanna got comfortable with me, the more she changed. After the first night that she got pregnant, I was stuck and couldn’t very well get rid of her, so what else was I supposed to do?
First her hair, then her clothes, the idea of blood play I was down for, but then the attitude and snippiness. It was just too much at times. Throwing her case on the bed and opening it, I find it empty. Grinding my teeth together, I close my eyes for a brief second to try and calm my anger. Fuck this! I need an outlet and if I touch Lanna right now, she might not live long enough to give birth to my child.
Leaving her empty suitcase on the bed, I quickly go down the hall and into my bathroom, turning the shower to scorching. Slipping out of my sweaty workout clothes, I quickly step under the hot stream.
In the past, when I got angry it was for a good reason, well maybe not a good one, but I at least enjoyed the way we made up. Angry sex is the best if you’re with someone that knows how to push your buttons and then cool you off. Lilith never shied away from the rough and dirty; she reveled in it. Hell, we spent years fucking over dead corpses and tortured souls that were locked in Iridium cages.I miss those days. She was perfect. My perfect woman.
With frustration coursing through my body, I quickly wash and rinse my hair. Grabbing the body wash I start washing my body but my mind keeps wandering back to the last time I enjoyed a shower in this state. I had been worked up just like I am now, but instead of hoping the heat and water pressure would miraculously resolve my tension, I had a beautiful woman kneeling in front of me. Just thinking about Lilith covered with soap suds barely covering her rosey pink nipples has blood rushing to my cock.
No. I’m not doing this.My hands slowly glide over my chest and stomach as I try to pull out of the memory. I seem to spend most of my time either working out or taking long showers to help alleviate the tension in my body. I was debating adding another hot water heater just so I wouldn’t have to worry about running out of scalding water. I can’t help but laugh at the idea. The last time I added water heaters was when Lilith and I wanted to perform some sexathons in our shower. Having the water rush over us as our bodies were pressed together makes my cock bob for attention.
Dammit.
Leaning my head against the wall, the water cascades down my back and it feels like the lingering touches Lilith used to leave before she crawled out of bed. Or the feather light touches she gave me while she was below me and was about to take my shaft into her small, manicured hands.
My right hand slowly trails down my stomach and over my chiseled abs until I reach my cock standing at attention.Damn you, Lilith, for leaving me.Taking my length in my hand, I close my eyes and imagine it’s Lilith’s small hand wrapped firmly around it instead of my own. Her bright blue eyes piercing mine with a glint shining out, signaling her mischievous side wants to play. She often liked to play and see how she could prolong my orgasm with those dick-sucking lips of hers. She was a force to be reckoned with.
Smirking, she kneels down between my legs and licks her lips before taking me down her throat. Squeezing the base of my cock, she bobs up and down on my shaft moaning. Pulling off my cock, she runs her tongue over my head causing me to moan as she licks up the precum dripping from my slit.Damn! It’s been so long, Lilith!
Looking down, I imagine her smirk at hearing her name on my lips before taking me into her hot mouth again and increasing her speed. My hips start to pump in and out of her mouth in a frenzy as my abs contract and pressure builds. Reaching down to fondle my sack, Lilith takes me all the way back down her throat and swallows and it sends me over the edge, moaning Lilith’s name. Hot ropes of cum paint my shower floor before it’s washed away.
Fuck!
Leaning up against the shower wall, all I can think of is that no one can compare to Lilith.
Carl
Walking back to the front door, I catch Lucy glancing my way from the corner of my eye and I internally sigh. I knew it was a mistake to offer my services for the ladies' pregnancies, but I couldn’t let them go to ahumanhospital knowing the babies they were carrying weren’t human. Nope, they were all Supes, and powerful ones at that, in their own right. Instead of taking them to the clinic, like I wanted to, the guys talked me into seeing the ladies here at my house. How in the Fates name did I allowthatto happen?
Simple.
It was common sense. I had the knowledge and space in my house. I even had the equipment in the office I had built in the back of my house for just this reason.
So not only did I have to see Lucy all the time, she was in my home. Alone. With. Me.
How awkward. It seemed I was always fighting off her advancements. If I wasn’t convinced that Lilith wasn’t the one that broke up with me, then I might have indulged in what the guys were trying to do. But I know in my heart that Lilith didn’t leave us, I just don’t know what happened or where she’s at. At the thought of Lilith, a stabbing pain punctures my soul and I try to catch my breath.
Damn, these are getting stronger.
“You know, Carl, I’ve noticed you’re alone a lot. Doesn’t your girlfriend live with you?”
“I’ve asked you to call me Dr. Steinbeck,” I mutter out, but Lucy still continues.
“I’ve been around for what, seven months now, and have yet to meet the woman I’m supposedly carrying your baby for?” Lucy inquires once again. It’s been the same thing every time I’ve had to do a check-up. Thank the Fates I didn’t actually sleep with this woman. She would be attached to my dick, and that would be awkward to walk around with all day.
Turning to face her, I paste what I hope is a friendly smile on my face, hopefully hiding the annoyance I feel.
“Miss Lacroix. I appreciate you and all that you have done to help bring a child into this world, but like I’ve said before, my personal business is my own.”
Instead of following me to the front door, Lucy veers off and sits down in my living room. Taking a moment to bow my head and letting out a deep breath, I calm down a bit before following her.
“She’s beautiful,” Lucy states, picking up the picture of Lilith and I that was taken the day before she broke all of our hearts. “But we both know she’s not around,” she smirks up at me.
My stomach flips with unease for a moment. Is everything I worked so hard for about to fall apart? Why can’t she just take the money I’m throwing at her and be happy? I know she wants to feel the same way as her best friends do, but my heart isn’t in it. Hell, from what the guys have all said, even her friends aren’t happy. So that’s why I came up with the idea of paying her to be a surrogate.
Humans would probably call me a mad scientist if they knew what I was capable of. In Purgatory, it was encouraged to experiment and expand new horizons. Since Lilith couldn’t conceive or carry a child, I had taken one of her eggs and figured out how to infuse her essence into it along with my own sperm. It helps having the type of magic that attunes to what I need. It was all a theory when we were in Purgatory, but we had all talked about having kids this way once we got married.
