“You’re worried about what she’d think,” I assumed. “About me changing you permanently into something else.”
She grimaced again. “Well, I mean, obviously I’m still part-succubus. And I still look mostly normal, so…” Her voice trailed off.
I sighed. “It’s understandable. But she does need to know.”
“Are you sure, Kai?” Serenity asked seriously, reaching up to scratch her head. “Maybe it’s better if she doesn’t know. I mean, what if she asks you to change her too? Are you ready to deny her that?”
I frowned at that.
“And that is also part of it,” Gabriella quickly added. “I didn’t want to tell her that aspect of your secret, especially when you said that you didn’t want to change anyone else. Like, you specifically brought up my parents, remember? And I wouldn’t put it past my mom for her to ask you to change both her and my dad. Or to even pressure me into doing it, assuming my blood can have the same effect.”
I took a deep breath as I considered it, trying to think it through. “I guess…” I sighed, glancing at Serenity as I continued. “I guess it depends on whether or not this thing we’re doing with her ends up being long-term. If it’s just temporary, then no, I really don’t want to change her.”
“What do you mean by long-term?” Gabriella asked hesitantly, seeming to know what I was implying, but wanting me to clarify anyway.
Instead, I took a slightly different approach. “You saw what she said in her messages,” I replied simply. “And while I feel a little hesitant to get close to her again after what she did, there is a part of me that really does want her. But I also don’t want to mess with your parents’ relationship,” I added.
Gabriella took a deep breath. “Dammit,” she mumbled, only to sigh. “Honestly, I don’t know that it would necessarily be a bitter separation if they did split.”
“Shit,” I hissed underneath my breath, concerned that her opinion was being supernaturally influenced by my abilities. “You aren’t seriously okay with them getting a divorce, are you?”
She immediately shook her head. “No, of course not. At least, not like most people do it. But I don’t think it would be like a normal divorce if they did.” She then sighed again, realizing she needed to elaborate. “See, I’ve grown up with both of my parents emphasizing how great of friends they are. And when I finally asked my mom about their kinky lifestyle, she kind of made it sound like my dad was fine with sharing, because he understood that he was her best friend…as opposed to being a true lover,” she added with a grimace.
I frowned at that, recalling that Mrs. Watson had just called him a friend in at least one of her most recent messages. He left when she told him to, like how I’d done, so she decided to marry him, instead of remaining only friends…
“Wait,” Serenity interjected, reaching back to scratch her lower back briefly. “So you mean your parents are basically friends with benefits? Who ended up getting married, because it was convenient, or something?”
Gabriella shrugged. “I don’t know. But I sincerely doubt they would stop being friendly, even if they both started seeing other people.” She grimaced. “I actually remember them joking about it once when I was a teenager. My mom teased him by saying she’d find a very nice young woman for him, if she ever decided to move on.”
“Shit,” I repeated, unable to believe she was serious.
My fiancé shrugged. “Like I said, they’ve made comments like that all my life. Remember how I told you that it felt like most of their playful banter kind of seemed like foreplay? That’s some of the stuff they said to each other. My mom was always making comments that could only be described as dominating in some form. And my dad always played right into it, not seeming bothered by her teasing at all.”
I didn’t respond, uncertain of what to say.
“Look,” Gabriella continued. “It’s true I’m not super thrilled about the idea of them separating, but I also really enjoyed fucking with you and my mom last night, and I’m not sure how that’s going to go on long-term. Especially not with the way my mom seems to feel about you.”
I frowned, ignoring Serenity’s abrupt transformation, realizing that us discussing this was kind of pointless right now. Especially since it would be a decision on their end. “Well, I’m at least glad to know that you wouldn’t end up hating me if I was the cause of their divorce, but that’s also not a decision I plan on getting involved in. Like, your mom and dad are going to have to work that out on their own.”
She nodded in agreement. “Not going to lie, I might have felt differently if I thought my dad might end up hating you, or if having threesomes with you and my mom wasn’t so ridiculously amazing. But if my mom decides not to sleep with him anymore, then it’s basically the same thing, whether they legally separate or not.”
I sighed, realizing she had a point. After all, Mrs. Rebecca had mentioned several times she wasn’t sure how she was going to go back to fucking normal men, and while her husband seemed to be fine with that arrangement for now, it wouldn’t be fair for him to get no sex at all while his wife essentially moved on.
No, it would make much more sense for him to move on too.
But would he really be okay with this? Would he really view it as his best friend finally finding someone she truly loved? Or would he feel bitter like a normal person might? And was it arrogant of me to even think Mrs. Rebecca liked me more than as a great fuck? Was me having her really even something that could happen without discord?
Hard to say, especially considering this guy was someone who regularly and willingly shared his wife with random men.
Dammit, this whole situation was so bizarre. But I knew it would ultimately depend on how Mrs. Rebecca wanted to handle it.
For now, I just needed to focus on the important part, which was having her educate me on sensing sexual energy, especially the kind that I was absorbing. However, what we did after that, once I fully understood, was up in the air at this point.
Taking another deep breath, I let it out slowly. “Well, I guess we should probably go downstairs. I’m sure both Avery and her mom are really worried.”
“Hopefully they have good news,” Serenity commented. “Maybe something that will cheer you up.”
I focused on her in the dark in surprise, her glowing red eyes beginning to dim after transforming a minute ago, with her finally starting to transition back, only for me to smirk slightly when I recalled that the ‘good news’ was regarding the fact that Avery and Michelle were supposed to be discussing how they would handle sharing me between themselves.
Possibly at the same time…
“I love you so much, sis.”
“I love you too, baby bro,” she replied sincerely. “Thank you for needing me.”
“Thank you for comforting me.”
She smiled warmly, reaching up to scratch her forehead, only to brush some of her dark brown hair out of her face. “You’re very welcome.”
“Okay you two,” Gabriella blurted out. “You’re both making me horny with all this lovey-dovey shit, and we can’t have sex right now.”
Instantly, Serenity shifted again, her eyes suddenly glowing red in the dark.
I laughed. “Oh, how I wish,” I said playfully, only to climb out of bed before my stiffening cock got too out of control. However, just as I stood up, my phone started vibrating in my pocket, indicating I was getting a call.
Pulling it out, I was surprised to see it was Gabriella’s mom, wondering if she was calling to make sure I at least wasn’t pissed at her. It had been a good ten minutes since she’d last messaged me, and I hadn’t responded to her most recent one.
Sighing, I flashed the screen briefly to the two of them, before answering it. “Hey Mrs. Rebecca,” I replied simply, my voice sounding emotionally drained. “Sorry if I sounded rude in my messages, but ‘trust’ is kind of a big deal to me, so…”
“Baby, it’s not that,” she quickly interjected. “I just got off the phone with the person I mentioned, and she wants to meet you.”
“Oh,” I said in surprise, my eyes wide, realizing both my two women could hear too, since they reacted the same as me. “When does she want to meet?”
“Today,” Mrs. Rebecca said quickly. “But she wants to meet you alone, and also will have some stipulations.”
“What kind of stipulations?” I asked seriously.
“Look, I promise that I didn’t tell her anything,” she quickly responded, sounding ashamed now. “Shit. You can even…fuck…you can even ‘make me’ tell you the truth, if you don’t believe me, but when I told her some of the vague details of the situation, she jumped to her own conclusions, and…” She took an uneasy breath. “And I didn’t admit anything, but I also can’t lie to her.”
Gabriella finally spoke up, her tone loud so she would be heard. “Mom,” she began seriously. “What do you mean you can’t lie to her? Who is this person?”
“Dammit,” Mrs. Rebecca hissed to herself, seeming frustrated, only to speak up. “Sweetie, I can’t say much on the phone, but…” Her voice trailed off, only to sigh. “It’s the person I usually am speaking of when I talk about my mother.”
“Mom?!” Gabriella said in alarm. “I thought you said grandma was gone.”
“She is gone,” Mrs. Watson admitted. “This is…well, this is your great-great-grandmother that I’m speaking about.”
Wait…
Oh fuck.
Gabriella and I immediately stared at each other in disbelief, with me counting the numbers in my head, knowing Gabriella’s mom was one-eighth, her grandma was one-fourth, the great-grandma was one-half, and then the great-great-grandmother…
Fuck.
“Don’t say anything over the phone,” Mrs. Rebecca blurted out. “If you realize who I’m talking about, don’t say it.”
“But is it even safe?” Gabriella asked seriously, concern in her expression now. “She’s not going to try to hurt him, is she?”
“No, of course not,” Mrs. Rebecca said confidently. “Your great-great-grandmother is a good person, though a bit paranoid, and I’m confident she’s just curious about the situation. On the contrary, she just wants to meet him, but also wants to take the appropriate precautions to ensure he doesn’t hurt her.”
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