The Tyrant's Pet

Chapter 573 [Bonus Chapter] There Was A Reason It Was Called Bloodlust

<strong>[ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. ]</strong>

"Those fangs into my neck. Don't keep me waiting?"

Abel's mouth fell open, staring at Aries. The luster in her eyes shone, illuminating her welcoming nature. The tip of her hand was resting on her bare shoulder blade, the dress strap dangling off her shoulder. Her dress was only covering her breast, showing a bit of her upper bosom and then her alluring collars.

Her hair was brushed over her other shoulder, and she was offering her neck to him. Not only did his blood boil with desire, the sight of her amplified the building tension in his groin. Her looks had a perfect mix of modest and sexual allure.

Just when he thought she couldn't even get sexier than she already was.

Before Abel could even think, he stretched his arms forward. Pulling her body closed, he tilted his head to the side. Without a word, Abel sank his fangs into her veins, clutching the skin of her back.

Aries squeezed his shoulder on instinct, listening to the loud gulp caressing her ears. Her face had this light shade of red, biting her lower lip. She felt small in his embrace, feeling his fingertips pressed across her back. Good thing his nails were trimmed, so it felt like he was simply massaging her instead of scratching her.

Aries gulped, holding her breath, letting him take a part of her. Marsella mentioned the importance of blood in passing. Her sister-in-law told her that vampires needed proper nutrition. Drinking animals' blood could sustain a vampire, but drinking human blood would maintain their strength.

They were the same as humans. A vampire also needed proper nutrition. It just so happened that human blood was the complete package meal.

'You will not get out of here, Missus Grimsbanne.'

Aries stiffened when she heard Abel's voice in her head. It had been a while since she was able to hear his voice in her head.

Abel slowly peeled his fangs away from her, avoiding grazing her skin with his fangs. He licked his lips and then licked the two tiny holes on her neck. When he drew his head back, his eyes glinted dangerously.

"Are you angry?" she asked, wiping the slight blood on the corner of his lips with her thumb. Out of curiosity, she licked the blood on her thumb while staring at him.

"I'm not the one who is angry." Abel tilted his head down slightly. "That one down there is."

He reached for her wrist, taking the thumb she licked to his mouth. Abel bit his lips until he bled, using her thumb to wipe it. His eyelids drooped, guiding her thumb back to her lips.

Aries gulped before she slowly parted her mouth to suck her thumb, which had his blood. As her tongue circled around her thumb, Aries kept her eyes on him. Blood dripped from the side of his mouth, propelling her to cup his face and lean forward to claim his lips.

His blood tasted iron, just like the taste of her blood. However, seeing that his eyes darkened when she licked his blood, there was a force within her that pushed her to initiate a kiss.

Abel hissed against her lips, securing his grip around her waist. In one swift movement, Abel flung his arms across the coffee table and laid her down there. Her eyes popped open in surprise, watching him hover over her with his knee in between her legs.

"Stay still…" came out a dangerously seductive voice, unbuttoning his shirt. "... or I might hurt you more than necessary."

Her breath hitched, clutching his chest as he bent over to claim her lips once more. The taste of iron filled her cavity, but the vibration of his chest indicated his excitement for what was there to come.

Abel had always been excited in their passionate moments. However, his excitement this time around sends a chill down her spine. Her instinct told her he would hurt her; not just in the usual way, but he would hurt her if she ever interrupted him.

"Mhm…" a protesting moan slipped past her lips, only to get bitten by him. Her grip on his shoulder tightened as she felt her lips bleed.

'Abel…' she called in her head, hoping she would get through to him. Fortunately, it seemed her voice was able to reach him as his aggressive kisses grew gentler. 'Slowly… please.'

'How?' he replied telepathically, holding her thigh up.

"I just want you right now," he breathed out, resting his forehead on her forehead.

Aries chuckled, cupping his face. She lifted her head, planting a soft kiss on his lips.

"I'm not stopping you. I'm simply asking you; don't break my bones," she quipped, planting another soft kiss on his lips while spreading her legs. "After all, the feeling is mutual."

Abel swiftly unzipped his trousers with one hand whilst kissing her lips. Unlike usual, he didn't go through so much ceremony as he lowered his hip. Much to his surprise, when he glided his girth on her folds, she was already soaking wet. His entrance felt a little smoother.

Her mouth fell open as her back arched, feeling how he slowly sank deep into her until his tip reached the end of her wall. Meanwhile, a hiss came out through his gritted teeth as her soft and tight walls wrapped around his massive girth. Her insides were soft, hot, and wet.

His erection throbbed inside, biting her shoulder until he left his teeth marks. Surely, he would never let her go out of this place the whole night, nor did he plan to pull out.

"Ahh…" she moaned the second his hips moved, pulling back ever so slowly, only to shove it forward swiftly. Abel kept repeating the pattern, pulling back slowly only to thrust his hips violently until the tip of his erection reach her end wall.

Her moans and his grunts resonated across her chambers, and to muffle the noise, Abel pressed his mouth against her lips. He grabbed her wrist over her head, ignoring the creak of the table as it scraped the floor with his every thrust.