Capítulo 62: The most effective way to get married
As the warm and scrumptious blood surges into her mouth, she digs her teeth ferociously -- unable to control herself. A groan escapes from Fu Sheng. He holds the back of her head and whispers lasciviously in her ear, "Slow down, Little one. I am not going anywhere."
Huang Qiuyan is lost, not caring about the fact that his fingers are slowly massaging her scalps. His other hand slips inside her shirt, tracing her spine on the back. She tenses her shoulder instinctively when she feels his cold but light touch, sending tickles through her veins. She slows down when she starts to feel gratified. Her mind begins to clear. She opens her eyes slightly when she hears him sigh. When she releases his neck, she sees the blood trickling down of the wound which is already healing. Not wanting to waste the precious drops of blood, she licks the trail of blood with the tip of her tongue without a second thought.
Fu Sheng shudders. His eyes turn darker. Before Huang Qiuyan can react, he pushes her down and looks into her dilated eyes with need and fervor. She trembles beneath him, watching him quietly -- filled with anticipation.
His lips curl up into a coy smile. She feels her heart skip. It's not the first time. She dislikes him a lot for making her feel this way.
"Want?" He speaks with a lazy but smooth voice and smiling cunning eyes.
She wants to say no, but she is overwhelmed with desire. She wants to say yes, but she is sure that these are not her real feelings. Torn, she falls into limbo. She bites her lower lip, enticing him more -- not sure how to answer.
He can't read her mind, but he can sense her reluctant stance toward him. To make it easier for her, he brushes his lips on her upper lip, sucking it once, toying it with the tip of his tongue teasingly until she lets go of her lower lip and parts her mouth.
Taking the chance, he plunges his tongue inside her mouth urgently, seeking her tongue, urging her to give into to her desires. Clutching his shirt, she resists while gazing him fervently. Wanting and yet not wanting, she pulls him close while thinking of pushing him away.
He pulls his lips away. They gasp for breath, eyeing each other. Her lips are swollen and red. She doesn't push him away or pulls him closer again. Knowing what she wants and how she's fighting it, he shakes his head lightly and laughs. "Huang Qiuyan, are you playing with me?"
She purses her lips, wanting more and yet not wanting to want more.
She mumbles softly, "I want to do it with my husband -- not you."
He narrows his eyes a bit. "Who I am then?"
"When did you become my husband?" She glares at him, pulling him closer in rage.
"We have already completed the bonding." He tells her seriously, "That's how vampires get married. I have already formally accepted you as my wife, mate, and my queen."
"I don't accept it at all." She frowns at him. "I didn't even know about the bonding and it's a ridiculous way to get married."
"That's the most effective way to get married." His hand sneaks inside her shirt while she's busy being mad at him.
She yelps when he pinches her nipple. Today, he won't let her go until she surrenders to him formally.
"Huang Qiuyan, my little bad queen, give in to me."
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