Claude watched her retire and smile mischievously at him. Her eyes turned golden again, her mouth opening to reveal her fangs. She pounced forward, plunging her teeth into his neck, directly into his jugular vein. He screamed out as the pain washed through him, every molecule in his body on fire as she sucked from his vein, sucking his blood into her mouth. He squirmed under her, trying to pull her away, but it was no use. She held him in her hand, and he knew no matter what, he was doomed.
As she drank from him, he felt an icy darkness surrounding him. He felt his heart beating against his ribcage, pounding with all his might to keep going. He felt her slow down, his body going numb as she continued to drink.
Just when he was sure he was about to pass out, she pulled back with a sigh of pleasure. Her lips were stained red, and her golden eyes raised to the ceiling. She giggled in pleasure, marveling at his essence. She smiled at him as he panted, his shirt painted crimson.
" For what…?"
" It is part of the process"
she said, wiping her lips with her thumb and then licking them clean.
'' Every time I bit you, I infused a part of my energy into you... becoming your wife."
" My wife?"
She nodded.
" your wife"
She smiled, leaning down to kiss his lips again. He moaned, feeling her lips against his, her tongue darting to slide along his teeth.
" Now... my favorite moment... The wedding night"
she whispered, fixing his eyes with her golden ones.
Her eyes widened as she dug her claws into his shirt and ripped it open. She laughed as his broad chest and flat stomach were revealed. She licked her lips, leaning down to kiss his exposed skin, licking around his nipples to make him boil and moan. She hummed to his liking, kissing him more.
" Oh my God…"
he moaned, feeling the pain in his neck throb and the bulge in his pants do the same. How could she mix the pain with the pleasure in him like that? He felt her talented lips move to the hem of his pants, smiling as she bit into the skin of his belly.
" I'll make you scream my name"
she said, pulling down his pants.
" Again and again, until your throat becomes hoarse."
Claude felt so weak. He hated being helpless. He wanted to grab her and force her to get under him and stop the fucking teasing. But the wound in his neck kept him from moving. She had him trapped, trapped under the pressure of his desire and his torment.
" Well... here we are."
She chuckled as she pulled his pants off, exposing his erect member to the cold air. He moaned, feeling his hot cock stand at attention. She hummed her approval, looking at him with a smile on her face.
" Ready?"
" Ahh…"
was all he could handle.
" Excellent"
Without warning she took it into her mouth, clamping her lips around its pulsing end. He gasped, clutching the covers of his bed as she began to twirl her tongue around his cock. She pulled more and more of his erection into her mouth, her tongue moving along it.
" Oh fuck… Yes."
He bit the inside of his cheek, pleased to be taken like that. The pain was starting to fade, everything in his world revolved around her...Christal's mouth.
" Christal…"
he moaned.
He could feel her purring with pleasure at the sound of her name, her sucking getting stronger and stronger as he writhed beneath her. His pristine mind had never felt such pleasure... such incredible happiness. He gritted his teeth, feeling his limit approaching as she shook his cock up and down, sending his mind into a frenzy.
He felt a warmth rise in his chest as his body tensed for a moment before moaning and coming out into her mouth. All pain in his neck was gone as if that single release was healing. Almost as if all human obstacles were removed from his body, leaving him stronger, sharper...hungrier.
Christal swallowed all his cum and pulled back with a moan, looking up at him with a sultry smile.
" Claude... How do you feel?"
Claude said nothing, painting a slight blush on his face. He stared at her, her golden eyes and her lips. Suddenly that feeling of helplessness was gone, replaced by a raging force inside of him. He sat up, leaning down to grab her arm and pull her towards him. She smiled as he crushed his lips against hers, pulling her against him as he gripped her shoulders.
She giggled against his lips, moaning as he bit her lip and forced her under him. In the time it took to change position, Christal had sensually clicked her tongue and her clothes were gone, leaving nothing but her naked beauty for him to admire. She was flexible but strong and sexy. He looked at her hard nipples on her plump breasts, flat stomach, and round ass.
Her warmth radiated, engulfing him as he let his eyes drift down between her legs where she was dripping with anticipation for him.
" Yes ... Claude."
She moaned his name, her hands moving up to cup his breasts.
" Give in to your desires… don't fight them… you want me."
For so long he had denied this, turned his head away from the truth staring him directly in the face. He needs her. He wanted her so badly. Her torment... he wanted it. As masochistic as it was, he wanted more of her torture. Her addictive touches, her catchy voice, her sinful kisses on his lips, and her body. He wanted her more than anything.
" I want you…"
he whispered, leaning down to trail kisses down her neck.
She exhaled as she exposed her neck more to him, his teeth nibbling at her jugular vein, his tongue lapping at the sweat starting to form on her body. He inhaled her scent, that familiar brimstone, and blood mixed with the new addition of sexual arousal. He moaned, feeling his desire grow for her, his cock hardening against her inner thigh.
" Claude…"
she whispered breathlessly, her hands running through his dark locks.
" Who do you belong to?"
Claude pulled back to look into her eyes, realizing now that they were that beautiful green again rather than that demonic gold. She looked at him with hungry eyes, her cheeks flushed with need. He felt his body heave with heat, his stomach knot as he felt a desire he had never felt before.
" I belong to you Christal Goldish"
She laughed, grabbing his hair and forcing him down so their lips could meet again. Passion raced through Claude's lips, fueling his desire for her. He couldn't take it anymore. He wanted her. He needed her now
Just as she had taken him by surprise earlier with her mouth, he gave no warning as he plunged deep into her pussy. Her eyes widened and she broke the kiss to scream in pleasure, her claws raking his neck and back as she arched against him.
" Shit…"
he bubbled, his eyes rolling slightly.
"You're so tight…"
" Yes…"
she breathed, swiveling her hips against him. He moaned, pumping back and forth inside her, causing yet another beautiful moan from her feathery lips. He wanted more of those wet noises she was making, more of that incredible ecstasy that almost blinded him.
He thrust into her harder, faster, feeling her hips move as he moved to pull her in.
Her lips slid down his shoulder, licking the blood that was dripping from his neck. He shivered at the feel of her warm tongue on his skin. She licked down to the bite marks on his neck, sucking the skin around the bloody marks that she had proven she claimed this man.
" Louder... Make me cum…"
Claude complied and gripped her hips as he thrust into her, his tip deeper into her. She practically screamed with happiness, her fingernails dug so deep into his shoulders that they were bleeding. He groaned in desire, rocking in and out of her as she threw her head back and screamed so loudly the window shook.
" Claude"
" Christal"
The climax was a raging tidal wave of heat, liquids, and mind-blowing pleasure. His hot seed spread through her belly, warming her from head to toe. He felt his sperm running down his legs, moistening the bed below. He let out one last throaty moan, feeling his body slump against her as the force of the orgasm drained him.
He fell onto the bed next to her, panting as sweat beaded down his neck. He felt Christal shift her weight, her hand brushing his bare chest as she nuzzled her face into his neck, smiling in pleasure.
" You are officially mine, Claude Von Hosten....forever you will love me and desire me"
Claude couldn't help the smile that forced itself onto his face. An eternity of this kind of pleasure with her?
Perfect.
Then turning to look at her, he stared at her very intently...he had a question that would mean a lot later...
" Did you use a spell on me?"
" No ... I never did. All I did was to tempt you all the time. Everything that happened between us is only the expression of your desire for me ...
" Then I would have no trouble admitting it…"
For the first time, Christal felt disconcerted and Claude was delighted.
" I love you, Christal...I love you with all my heart...you are mine, you belong to me too."
Christal smiled, her eyes turning golden.
" I know it ... and you should know that I too love you since your mother's womb, I loved you and now you are mine."
Claude didn't understand the meaning of all that, what mattered was this magnificent woman in his arms, the rest didn't matter.
Outside the bedroom, a blonde woman had witnessed everything, hearing her husband sleeping passionately with another woman and confessing to her how much he loves her... she left the corridor, her eyes misty with tears, and went into her bedroom.
She didn't know what to do, she was the one who had asked her father the Count of MaKebt to negotiate a marriage for her with Claude Von Hosten. She hadn't asked his opinion but she was so in love that everything that was happening around her didn't count, even the feelings of her future husband.
She knows her husband had been forced to give in to her. On their wedding day, she realized that he didn't love her. Claude had kept a tight face with no emotions as he seemed to be forced to be there.
She had thought it would be okay after the years...the day of their wedding night, she had prepared the room so beautifully and fragrant. But he had come very late asking her just to spread her legs.
He was drunk.
She thought that he needed that to get excited. She couldn't tell but he hadn't been gentle, no, it was painful and he didn't seem to care.
He had taken her violently without regard for her pain and then withdrawn when he had cum, turning away from her as if she were only a prostitute.
A few months later, she was pregnant and believed that this news would bring them closer but he remained cold listening to the doctor before going out as if the news did not please him.
Karl was born and he remained expressionless holding his son in his hand... she was heartbroken...
Then she had the second son but again he remained cold and it hurt her even more… Since their second son's birth, he became more distant, refusing any family dinner and often ignoring family days.
She had decided to live only for her sons now her marriage had been a fiasco but her children would be happy… But she could not forget her feelings for him...it was impossible, the more she tried to keep them quiet, the more they became strong at the mere sight of him.
She had to do something. It must have been more than a year and eight months since they had touched each other. Since the birth of their Edward but unfortunately despite the butler's encouragement, a friend in this house, Claude had ignored her and had even fled... did she disgust him so much?
She didn't want to give up so she followed him. But who could have imagined that she would find this conversation? In his bedroom, her husband was with another woman sleeping with her and showing her how much he wanted her ...Christal Goldish...who was she? Where did she come from? Claude wanted her for the rest of his life. For what? And she?
All these questions filled her head as she cried locked in her room...she wanted to die...she wanted to disappear so badly