"Seems like you can't get enough of me. I mean, I know I'm hot and damn good in bed," Dexter remarks with an arrogant smile, his voice dripping with conceit. It seemed that narcissism was a common trait among Blaze and his acquaintances. Astrid couldn't help but label him a man whore in her mind.Rolling her eyes at his self-assured demeanor, Astrid retorts, "Oh, absolutely. You've had numerous women to train with. I've heard you're practically a Casanova."Taken aback by her words, Dexter choked on his own spit, momentarily thrown off balance. "Who told you that?" he asks, feigning innocence as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Gently lifting her off his lap, he made a quick retreat to the fridge, hoping to regain his composure with a glass of water."It was my sister," Astrid replies, "She seems to be well-acquainted with all your Casanova escapades. You've certainly made a name for yourself."Dexter's grip tightened around the glass as he poured himself some water, his facade
Dexter chuckles dismissively, "Sure, sure, whatever floats your boat. It's not like we are exactly competing for the same woman here, are we? Besides, we've shared plenty of other things together, excluding women."Blaze wrinkles his nose in mock disgust, "Yeah, just do me a favor and make sure to tidy up afterward. I'd prefer not to walk into my office and be hit with the scent of a brothel.""Got it, boss. I'll make sure to leave your office as spotless as ever," Dexter replies with a hint of sarcasm, the banter between the two friends flowing effortlessly."Alright, alright, enough chit-chat. I'm hanging up now," Dexter utters, rolling his eyes good-naturedly as he prepared to end the call.Blaze teases, "Who would even want to look at your ugly face, let alone admire it? Maybe that's why she left."Dexter bristles at the jab, retorting, "Ugly? Far from it. I possess the visage of a Greek god. My beauty transcends that of mere mortals. Women line up just to catch a glimpse of my div
Skylar's cheeks turned crimson with embarrassment. She quickly averted her gaze, her lips parting in a sheepish apology. "I-I'm sorry… I-I wasn't aware he was yours…" she stammers, her voice trailing off into a mumble.Dexter found himself engulfed in a tumultuous sea of emotions as Astrid's words washed over him—joy and excitement.With a bold move, Astrid sought to cement her statement, closing the gap between them and sealing Dexter's lips with a kiss filled with passion.Though caught off guard by the sudden kiss, he surrendered to the fervor of the moment, returning the kiss with ardor.Skylar and the attending nurses couldn't conceal their astonishment as they witnessed the unexpected scene unfolding before them, their expressions reflecting their utter surprise.The implications of this intimate exchange weren't lost on those witnessing it; his numerous admirers would undoubtedly be perturbed to discover that he was now unequivocally committed, effectively removed from the list
Dexter pressed Astrid against the sturdy door, her back arched against the unforgiving surface, their bodies colliding with an electrifying force that sent shockwaves reverberating through the very foundation of the room. The wood groaned in protest beneath the weight of his relentless pounding, each knock and thud echoing like a primal rhythm of longing.With a sultry whimper, Astrid dug her nails into Dexter's shoulders as she succumbed to the rapture coursing through her body. "Don't stop," she begs, her voice a breathless plea, "I need you… all of you."Dexter's response was a guttural growl of satisfaction as he continued to fuck her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they chased the dizzying heights of ecstasy together. Dexter's hands roamed Astrid's curves, tracing the contours of her body with a hunger that bordered on desperation. His touch ignited a fire within her, consuming her senses with a searing intensity that left her breathless. Her moans, a chorus of need
As Dexter and Astrid approached the REGAL NOCTURNE COVEN in Dexter's luxurious car, the modern metallic battlement rose majestically against the horizon, its towering form cutting a silhouette against the twilight sky, a testament to the grandeur of Dexter’s Vampire Kingdom. Crafted from the finest steel, it was a fusion of ancient architectural motifs with contemporary engineering.The gates themselves were painted a lustrous gold, adorned with intricate carvings and embellishments. Atop the gates, guards stood vigilant, their watchful gaze a reminder of the kingdom’s commitment to security. As they approached closer, Dexter's grip on the steering wheel tightened, as he stole a glance at Astrid beside him. She was focused on the gates ahead, a blend of curiosity and apprehension evident in her expression."Are you okay?" He asks softly, his voice laced with concern.Astrid turned to him, offering a small nod. "I'm just a little nervous," she admits. Dexter reached out and gently cl
"You're Star Cyra? What a twist of fate!" Nova's voice erupted with excitement, her eyes widening with awe as she addressed Astrid. "You're the one Dexter can't stop talking about! I've heard so much about you, I even got tired of listening. You're Dexter's idol and his celebrity crush. He's always going on about your achievements and how you're a real powerhouse in the business world."Astrid chuckles modestly, shaking her head at Nova's euphoric statements. "Oh, it's not as impressive as Dexter makes it out to be," she replies with a humble smile. "I just do what I can to navigate challenges and explore new possibilities."Dexter, however, couldn't contain his admiration, launching into an enthusiastic monologue about Astrid's accomplishments. "She's truly remarkable," he gushes, his words flowing freely as he expressed his awe. "The way she navigates the impossible and turns it into boundless opportunities—it's simply inspiring. And the mystery surrounding her, staying in the sha
~~September 12, 1,937~~Blaze had ensured he maintained a steady line of communication with his parents, not only to soothe their concerns, but also to assure them of his well-being. He would sometimes pay them visits, always bringing Dexter along. As the only child for many years, Blaze's path to reclaiming his throne seemed almost effortless. With his parents' support and his natural charisma, he effortlessly navigated the complexities of royal politics and swiftly ascended to his rightful place as king.For Dexter, witnessing Blaze's close bond with his parents stirred a tumult of conflicting emotions within him. He felt a pang of jealousy, longing for the unconditional love and acceptance that seemed so readily bestowed upon Blaze. His own family had shunned him, branded him a monster, and attempted to murder him without a second thought.But Dexter refused to be defined by the prejudices of others. With a steely determination burning in his heart, he vowed to reclaim his birthrig
The Sanguinite is a rare and mythical material known for its lethality against vampire royalty. Sanguinite stakes are infused with the essence of the ancient mage royal bloodline and imbued with potent mystical properties. These formidable weapons were designed for the sole purpose of maintaining control over the Vampire royals, given the ineffectiveness of conventional wooden stakes against them.Once the Sanguinite stake pierces the flesh of a vampire, its lethal properties are set in motion, initiating a slow and irreversible process of disintegration until naught but dust remains. It is this inexorable fate that earns the Sanguinite stake its reputation as a harbinger of death among the vampire elite.Yet, amidst the darkness, there exists a sliver of hope, known only to those of the royal bloodline of the mages or to mages endowed with an extraordinary abundance of ether. These rare individuals hold the key to halting the Sanguinite stake's deadly advance, their unique abilities