"A monster?" Viktoria asked, confused. "Why are you a monster?"
"Look at me! Look at you! I sucked the life blood from mom, and while she is half dead upstairs I'm too busy fucking you rather than being by her side making sure she is okay. I cannot control these urges," he cried out, manic.
"No, baby, this is normal."
"Fuck normal! This is not normal. You don't even know what normal is. You already said most of the information is lost, burnt in that tome which I never even read a page from."
"It just is normal; can't you feel it, Nik?" Viktoria answered, getting closer.
She hugged him, stroking his hair as he cried into her large bust. Instinctively he grabbed hold of her and held his aunt tightly, making sure she could not break away, not that she wanted to.
"I'm not supposed to hurt you. I'm supposed to protect you," he proclaimed through his tears. "It is my job. That is what I feel, Aunt Viktoria."
"Shhhh, it is okay, baby, just relax. Calm down. Your mother will be okay. Veronika is a tough woman. She popped you out of her no problem."
"Don't go, don't leave, we...I...need you," Nik asked. "I need you to help me."
Viktoria heard the desperation in his voice. Tomorrow afternoon she'd have to go on a plane back to the west coast, far away from here and him. The one part of her plan she could not fix was where she lived. Years of trying to convince her husband to move east had failed. She stayed for the money, needing the safety net.
While Veronika looked after Nik, Viktoria made sure to look after the clan finances for when Nik reached of age. They would never need to worry about money as long as she did what needed to be done.
"Why isn't Aunt Krystal here? She was supposed to come, wasn't she?" he asked, the manic condition returning once his mind clued in.
"Yes, Nik, she was supposed to come. Don't worry about her. Forget about her for the moment. I'll be here. I'll help you through this but you need to be strong. Cry when you need to, baby, but you're the man of the family. You're to lead the clan. It is your right as the man," she said in a soothing voice, calm and self-assured.
"I want you to stay..."
His voice began to calm down again, breathing slowed, and he remained nuzzled in her bust like a boy who scrapped his knee for the first time.
"I want that too, Nik. Just be patient. Aunt Viktoria is already working on it. And you're not a monster," she added at the end. "You're our big, strong, boy who is learning what it takes to be a man. We'll always be by your side because we're family, and blood is all that matters. Remember that."
Nik closed his eyes, feeling tired again. This time fatigue set in, not bloodlust, Viktoria's bust acting as legitimate pillows for him to sleep on.
"Sleep, baby, let mo...Aunt Viktoria take care of you."
She almost said mommy, correcting herself regrettably. A small, red tear slid down her cheek. It hit her deeply in the pit of the stomach. Here, she acted as a surrogate mother to her nephew, unable to birth a son of her own. Viktoria had a daughter but it did not feel the same as having a son. Words could not express the feeling. People speak of the Oedipus Complex like it is a one-way attraction of a perverted son towards his mother. They do not realize the mothers want their sons just as badly.
Using her newly enhanced strength, she easily picked him up, cradling him in her arms like a baby. No doubt the sight of it would appear laughable to some due to his larger frame, but the motherly feeling in her heart lit on fire. Viktoria carried him gently to his bed, laying him down and pulling the covers up for him to rest. With a light kiss to the forehead she left to go do a lot of thinking in the kitchen.
X
An unknown time later, Veronika woke up, groggy, wondering what had exactly happened to her. Looking around, she saw her bedroom and her naked body. No blood, no markings, and especially no cum, simply laid down to rest.
She stumbled out of bed, moving toward Nik's room. The first thought that came to mind was his safety, despite being the one that got drank dry. Peering inside, not wanting to disturb anything potentially happening, she only saw her baby boy resting, naked, on the bed. Her eyes also brightened at seeing his huge cock sticking straight in the air, inviting her over to ride it.
However, Veronika bit her lip and backed off. She did not know what had happened to him, and as much as her cunt immediately got wet at the sight, she hesitantly walked downstairs to find Viktoria.
"You don't look any worse for wear," Viktoria commented, noticing Veronika enter the kitchen.
"I feel like I got hit with a sledgehammer. Nik okay?"
"Your baby boy is fine. I put him to bed and fed him for you. You've raised a fine man, sis," Viktoria complemented.
"What do you mean?"
She looked confused, unaware of the previous, naughty events.
"We had to have a small chat. He thought he was a monster for doing what he did...and fucking me once we got home. His first thoughts were of protecting you."
Veronika blushed, never knowing her own son held such protective thoughts.
"He going to be okay?" she asked.
"Just fatigue. All the events from today just cascaded and overloaded his system."
Viktoria sat at the table, writing in a large notebook as she talked. Veronika walked to the fridge to get something to eat, hungry and thirsty for something other than blood.
"I guess we cannot live on blood entirely," she observed. "We're not exactly movie vampires."
"Vampires are fictional creations, sis. Anyone can make up any rules they want and they will be true. As long as we do not sparkle, I'll be happy."
The joke caused Veronika to laugh. Taking the coffee already made, she poured two cups and went to sit with her sister.
"Do you think he can handle all the responsibilities and changes? We're lucky his hunger hit on the weekend."
"I think he can handle it as long as we support him. I'll need to bitch Krystal out. She should be here, and it is her responsibility too, whether she likes it or not," Viktoria replied. "What I'm concerned about is you."
"Me?"
"Yeah, Nik's hunger wanted to drain you dry if I wasn't around to intercede. That, and the little chat with Nik I had, made me realize how vitally important it is for me to be living closer than the west coast."
"How are you going to swing that, especially with your daughter going into her senior year?"
"I'll...make it work somehow. I know I'd hate myself if you two got hurt, or worse, while I'm living it up on the west coast. There is also the matter of his sperm. Unless you bottle it and ship it to me, we don't know what'll happen if I'm not drinking and absorbing it."
"It escaped my mind that you'll be dry over there. It is not like he can visit you either."
"Dry in more ways than one, sis. I've got a plan. It'll be a stop gap, but it'll be the best I can come up with on short notice."
