"Beg for your mercy? Dream on!" I thought to myself, scoffing inwardly and rolling my eyes mentally. Even though I enjoy every bit of it and want him to do more, I didn't want to plead. I hate boosting his ego.
"You're mine, and I'm your master. I own you now, so you do whatever I want you to! Scream and beg for mercy, and I shall give you what you crave so badly!" he cooed sassily, biting his lower lip and increasing the speed of his hand, causing my whole body to tremble.
This time, he got me. I couldn't keep it up anymore. My thong is now heavily drenched with my oozing fluid. It shouldn't be that hard to say please.
Considering his request, I bite my lower lip gently and slightly part my lips.
"Plea…" I moaned in a whisper.
"My Lord!" an unfamiliar male voice called out from behind the curtains, cutting me off before I can complete my sentence.
I wonder why the man behind the curtains chooses now of all times to call on Ethan, just when I have finally mustered the boldness to say please.
Ethan tilt his head in the direction of the voice and immediately stopped touching me, releasing his slender fingers from the surface of my heavily drenched thong.
"I'll deal with you later. Your punishment hasn't been served yet. You can sleep here tonight," he whispered with a sly smirk gracing his handsome face. Then, he descend from the bed, leaving me alone in the inner chamber.
I peered through a small opening in the curtain and I saw the guy behind it. It was the lanky blonde guy I saw earlier that day. He whispered something into Ethan's ear, and immediately, both of them exit the room, leaving me and my throbbing pussy in the large room.
I tried touching myself again, but I couldn't. I prefer Ethan's fingers on me now. Maybe it's better to just sleep. He said he would deal with me later. I'll wait until he return.
Feeling discomfort from my underwear, I pull it off and throw it to a corner. I rolled under the duvet, patiently waiting for Ethan's return until I doze off.
***
"Ahhh!" I yelled from my sleep when I felt something sharp piercing deep into the skin of my neck. I opened my eyes widely in shock, the drowsiness disappearing in seconds.
I tried looking around, but I can't move my neck as it is held tightly by Ethan's grip while he sucks my blood through the cut he made in my neck.
Why is he always sucking my blood? He's a demon, not a vampire. Why does he need my blood? After what seems like ten minutes, he finally stopped sucking, and the pain I was feeling previously subsided.
I reached for the spot, but there's no cut. He has healed it. No wonder I couldn't feel the pain anymore.
He pulled away from me and began to undress.
What is he up to this time? Ethan has a way of always keeping me guessing and on the edge.
"Why are you always doing that?" I murmured in a sleepy voice, watching him unbutton his neatly ironed shirt while he ignored my question as usual.
I don't know why he always avoids any question related to the blood contract he told me about. There must be a huge secret behind it, and I will make sure to dig it out.
It's just dawn. Why is he dressed like that? Didn't he return home last night? I pondered while he undresses before me.
He pulled off the shirt, revealing his entire torso before me. A tingling sensation began to build between my legs as I glared openly and shamelessly at his well-chiseled chest and shoulders.
"Staring shamelessly at a man's body? Didn't you say you respect the boundary between men and women? Your mom sure did a wack job training you!" he snapped rudely when he caught me glaring and savoring the beauty of his body.
"You are staring at my body right now, so why can't I stare at yours?!" I fired back. I'm seriously getting tired of his excessive pride and hype.
"Only you dare to speak to me in that way. Infact, It's time to return to your room," he growled slightly annoyed, snapped his fingers, and lo and behold, I found myself deported back to my room, landing aggressively on the bed, nearly breaking a bone.
"Hey! You old hag! You could at least teleport me back in a more gentle way!" I yelled in annoyance.
"I love bullying you. Get ready. Later today, we are going somewhere together," his voice echoed in my mind.
"Are you speaking inside my mind right now?" I asked in bewilderment, my eyes popping out of their sockets in disbelief, and my jaw nearly hitting the floor.
"Yes, it's called a mind link. We are bonded by the blood contract, so we can talk to each other through the mind link. I'll teach you how to use the mind link later," he explained, and immediately everything went silent in my mind.
I giggled in excitement. I can't wait to mess with his mind after I learn the mind link. He will regret mind linking with me.
Hahaha.....
The door of my room knocked gently, and I allow the person in. It was Aurora— the maid.
She walked in briskly with a small golden tray in her fragile hand, her head ducked as usual.
"My lady, His lordship wants me to return this to you," she bowed slightly and stretched out her hands, extending the tray to me.
That man again? Didn't I just leave his chambers? What could he possibly have for me this time around? I mused inwardly and chuckled slightly as I receive the tray from Rora.
Wait? Did I forget my panties in Ethan's chamber?
I nearly choked to death when I saw my pink lacy thong panties lying carefully in the golden tray with a neatly folded note placed beside it.