INNOCENT DEVIL’S HAREM CH. 11

INNOCENT DEVIL’S HAREM CH. 11 — Kai prepares romantic surprise for Busty Redhead.

Original: October 28, 2020 (Copyright 2020 Kaizer Wolf)

Submitted to Sexstories: May 14, 2022

Tags: harem, supernatural, shifter, big tits, redhead, blonde, MILF, succubus, mystery

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– CHAPTER 11: Proposal –

After the repeated interruptions, I wanted to continue from where Gabriella and I had left off, about to fuck, but there was still the issue of her possibly being part-succubus to consider. And, unfortunately, when she tried calling her mom, the woman didn’t pick up. Thus, when Gabriella asked what I wanted to do, I decided I’d just try to cool off and we could go with our plan to buy her a ring.

Once we were both dressed, with Gabriella wearing her long-sleeve shirt to hide the bruising that was still present on her body, I waited on her to gulp down a glass of water before speaking up again.

“Ready?”

“Yep!” she said cheerfully, only to quickly dial down her enthusiasm. “Sorry, I’ll keep it under control. Maybe what we should do is go into the store together, but then after I give you a few ideas, I can wait in the car while you buy it. That way I don’t get too excited in the store.”

I considered that for a moment. “Yeah, that could work. And then, just try to keep your mind off it until we get back here.”

Her face immediately lit up again in a wide grin. “Okay!” She then gave me an apologetic look.

I laughed, my tone playful. “Well, I guess it’s up to me to do my best to keep my thoughts focused, since it’s obvious that restraining yourself might be impossible.”

Gabriella stuck her tongue out at me, only to look at me apologetically for the third time in a row.

I chuckled as she headed back to her small bedroom to grab what she needed for the night, just in case we decided not to come back here for some reason. Then, once she was ready, we headed back out to the car.

Once we were on the road, she brought up another subject, seeming hesitant.

“So just wondering…” Her voice trailed off.

I glanced at her, trying to understand her expression. “Yeah?” I prompted.

She grimaced. “Well, I was just thinking about that girl again — the one at school. What would you do if she did find out about your secret and blackmailed you? Like, tried to make you date her?”

I gave her a confused look for a second, before focusing on the road, wondering why this had come up. Either way, I supposed I knew my answer, but it would be nice to hear hers first. “Tell me what you would do, if someone blackmailed you with my secret, and then I’ll share what I’d do.”

She shrugged. “Oh, well I admit I would want to protect you, but I wouldn’t subject myself to that. Sorry if that’s not what you wanted to hear.”

I looked at her in shock. “You’re kidding, right? Not want to hear? Of course I wouldn’t want you to let yourself be blackmailed like that. My secret’s not that important, even if that meant I had the government after me or something. You’re much more valuable to me. So please don’t ever let anyone make you do something you don’t want to, just to protect me.”

“Same goes for you,” she agreed adamantly. “So then, what would you do?”

I sighed. “Obviously, I’d kidnap you and run away.”

She laughed. “I’d really like that,” she said cheerfully. “Being kidnapped by you,” she added. She then groaned. “Ugh, the things I want to say! But I can’t right now.”

I chuckled as well. “Yeah, if you’re wanting to tease me, then it should probably wait. We’re already here.”

Rather than go to the mall, where there would still be lots of people, especially since it was a Friday night, I’d driven to a nearby jewelry store, with us having passed it on the way to her apartment. There were only three cars in the parking lot, which was encouraging.

Once we parked, Gabriella unexpectedly turned off her enthusiasm entirely, and began acting like she was getting ready to participate in some kind of business transaction — her demeaner was very professional.

I tried not to laugh again as we got out, with me holding the entrance door open for her. “Oh, one rule first,” I whispered quickly, prompting her to pause. “Don’t worry about the prices. Just focus on what you like. Once you’ve given me a few ideas, I’ll worry about how much I want to spend. Deal?”

She nodded firmly, her face twitching as she tried to conceal her resurfacing excitement. “Deal,” she replied simply.

Unsurprisingly, there were a few couples already in the store, so we were able to slip in and begin browsing without being approached by a salesperson right away. However, once an older man in a suit and tie with snow-white hair asked if we needed help, we decided to get Gabriella’s finger sized and then continued looking around at the options.

It was fun watching her emerald eyes glisten at the various rings, even as her expression remained mostly neutral, but really what I was focused on was her scent and pulse, both of which seemed like more accurate indications of what she liked most, rather than what she said.

She definitely seemed to be a big fan of marquis diamonds, but she got really excited when we came across a ring that was full of tiny diamonds instead of one single large one. Granted, it did have a bigger diamond too, just not as big as some of the others, falling more in a medium range.

The band curled around the centerpiece, with a flat circular diamond residing in the middle, surrounded by a ton of smaller ones. I suspected that she loved the way it reflected the light, with all the tiny ones making it exceptionally flashy compared to most.

And when she didn’t react as strongly to any of the others, I decided that was probably the one I would get her. However, I still waited for her to begin pointing out her top seven picks, thankful that the one I wanted to buy was one of her choices. It was also priced in about the middle range of the ones she liked, though that didn’t matter so much to me.

“Does that give you a good idea?” she finally asked after she was finished pointing them all out.

I nodded, not wanting to tell her I already knew exactly which one I would get. “Yep. Ready to wait in the car?”

She did her best to hide a grin, before nodding and leaving the store. Needless to say, the man who’d asked if we needed help seemed a little perplexed, having been watching us the whole time, but stood straighter when I focused on him.

“I’m ready to buy one,” I announced.

The older man’s expression brightened. “Absolutely. And which one are we interested in?”

I pointed to the appropriate ring, prompting him to pull it out and then take it back to be resized to match Gabriella’s finger. While that was done by someone else, he then came back out to discuss warranties and insurance plans, which I fully intended on getting. Only a few minutes later and another guy dressed more casually, wearing nice slacks and a button-up shirt, came out with the ring.

The older man in the suit took a second to examine it, before addressing me again.

“Alright then,” he said pleasantly.