Ch-32
Lenora and Maximus returned to the ball. Now, the soon-to-be couples have to dance with their partners for the opening dance. Both men were adorned in black suits. Zaros was adorned with a Charcoal black suit, with his hair partitioned and jelled back showing his beautiful facial features. Maybe because of the royal blood in his veins, he wasn't sickly pale like the other vampires. He looked handsome.
"Would you like to dance with me, My lady?" Zaros asked as he forwarded his hand to her. Adira just smiled at him and forwarded her hand to him. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him closer which was caught by his sharp ears. A smile formed on his face, when he realized that he was affecting her, he felt like he was flying in clouds. His heart leaped in joy. He wanted to laugh, yell and shout but he kept himself in check. He never got as attracted to any female as he was now. He felt amused that a Werewolf woman made him whipped with her charms. And again, she didn't do anything that made him lust for her. These were all his feelings. It's as if, his inner self was asking him to love her with his heart and prove it with sinful deeds.
This woman could kill him sooner or later.
The moment Adira stepped out of her chair, she was immediately swooped into the air, when she was about to digest the fact, he pulled her closer, so closer to the point that their bodies were touching each other.
They moved along with the music. As they swayed their bodies touched along with each other and sparks emanated between them. Zaros could hear the blood rushing up and down every time her chest or his body touched him or her accidentally. If he could, he wanted to say fuck the marriage and have his with her. But he has to wait. Even though she looked like she wasn't dormant, she was still innocent of the world of men. Werewolves were meant to be loyal to their partner, they won't be taught about the things between a man and woman till she found her mate.
Her purity, her innocence, her strong character, her confidence, her analysis, and her timidness made his heart itch. She is a cute thing.
"My dear wife, you are adorable," he whispered in her ear.
Instantly, all the blood rushed to her face, her face turned redder as the blush started to creep on her face, neck, and the back of her neck too. He wondered if her blush reached to her breasts, if it did he want to lick the way that a blush crept into her chest. Zaros took a deep breath to calm himself. Oh, god, he was getting turned on.
Vampires were genderless beings but as they turned humans into vampires, they introduced the gender system to them. The originals never cared if they slept with a man or a woman.
But with the presence of humans in their race, they evolved few rules that existed in humans while adding their own rules to them.
Maybe because Zaros was a Vampire turned by the Original his desires were getting stronger. The need for lust was increasing in his body. He tried to tell himself it was not good to scare his wife like this.