Capítulo 139: Dark Dining: Main Course

(A/N: Trigger warning, Dimitri is unstable in this chap and succeeding chapter, if you are uncomfortable you can sip this part and proceed to chapters with title, 'A Glimpse of Dimitri's Past.')

His tongue glided across neck her once more sending her mind into flurry of emotions. She arched her neck like a graceful swan trying to escape his tongue that seems to be forged with the essence of fire, a hot malleable iron just like the rest of his body enclosing her frame.

Her breath no longer exudes a puff of cold air but of blistering heat mixing with the steam rising from her head.

"Hmm. That was definitely better than a bottle of Romanee- Conti, richer, nuttier and sweeter. If you're neck alone could be this good, how about the rest?" In bated breaths, Dimitri noted letting his hand crept and fondle her nape and scalp, purposefully pressing on the spots where her sensitive nerves located. A Little Lamb who's obedient will even taste better.