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My Stepbrother, the Vampire (BL)

When Lucien McNamara’s father remarries, he meets his new stepbrother Blaise Laurent. Blaise, the black sheep of his family, is promiscuous, conceited, and callous - but also magnetic, charismatic, and seductive. Lucien is immediately entranced by him. Blaise, after having a falling out with his uncle Raphael (an object of brooding and obsession for Blaise, and the only person who seems to actually get under his skin), must return to his family’s home to live. However, none of his family seems to want him there - especially his mother. Lucien takes pity and attempts to befriend and fix Blaise, but Blaise keeps trying to seduce Lucien. Lucien resists, knowing Blaise doesn’t love him, but continues to try to help him, and he finds himself more and more entangled with this enigmatic but frustrating being. Then Lucien makes a shocking discovery - Blaise is a vampire! Not only that, but he was turned by his own Uncle Raphael, an evil man with whom he has a very twisted relationship. Uncle Raphael wants Blaise to join the Vampire Nobility, but Blaise actually regrets being turned into a vampire. Lucien begins to see the cracks in Blaise’s callous exterior as slowly he begins to let Lucien into his heart. Can Lucien help Blaise find his way out of this dark world, or will he be dragged down with him?

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78 Chs

Chapter 28: Back to the Ball

For a few minutes, Lucien, totally spent, lay on top of Blaise. He could feel Blaise's heart pounding against his own chest. Blaise was still trembling and didn't seem to want to get up either.

But if they were gone too long, people would start to notice. Lucien pulled out of Blaise, who let out a little moan as he did. Blaise rolled over into his stomach, the moonlight highlighting the soft curve of his bottom. His little hole glistened, dribbling out just a little of the seed Lucien had pumped into it.

Lucien sat for another minute or two, catching his breath. It would be bad for them to be late, but even worse if they both showed up flushed and disheveled. Blaise seemed to be resting too, in no hurry to move.

With a sigh, Lucien did his best to get himself straightened up. He found some water, and used it to slick his hair back into place and wash the sweat off. He wet down Blaise's handkerchief and handed it to Blaise, who wiped the blood and semen from his body.