Xiran’s POV
The cuffs of my shirt were open as they revealed her sensual wrist with blue veins protruding. I gently took her arm and pressed her hand onto my face. Her sll was driving insane, I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss those rosy lips of hers. But I knew she wouldn’t allow .
She offered her wrist to savour her red nectar, without any fear in her eyes. At tis it baffled , her fearlessness, her audacity to address the way she did, but I loved it. She was genuine and didn’t have to pretend by calling , master. She spoke her mind and the way my na slipped from her tongue, made my heart revel in ecstasy.
If it had been Treia or another girl today, they would have just gone on to kiss and we would have engaged in bodily pleasures. On the other hand, she dried and combed my hair to make feel relaxed. She was charming without even knowing it. I felt jealous of the unknown n in her life who must have held her, kissed her, and made love to her.
The dark thoughts consud my mind as I imagined her with soone else. She stiffened at my reaction because I had unknowingly tightened my grip on her arm.
"Aselia..." I spoke softly.
"Yes,"
"How many n have you been with?" I asked without hesitation, I wanted to know. Not that I had any right, still it bugged . Her expression beca angrier at my question, she felt offended. I was encroaching on her privacy again, how could I be so shaless?
"Why does it matter? Did I ask you how many girls you have slept with?" She tried to remove her arm from my hold but I held on.
"Sorry, Aselia. I just want to understand here and comprehend what they had that I lack?" She was bewildered at my question.
"Lack? You are a freaking embodint of perfection? Why do you feel like that?" She blurted out. Did she feel that way about ? She found attractive.
"Then why won’t you let touch you?" Her hand still pressed against my face as I held onto her arm.
"And what do you think you are doing right now?" She pointed toward her arm. "That’s not what I ant."
"I have my reasons Xiran, don’t push ."
"I want to know those reasons." I was adamant.
"I can’t tell you." She replied calmly. I knew at that mont that I would lose her if I kept trying to inquire. I had to be patient with her.
"Ok, I understand." I let go of her arm but she didn’t remove her hand from my face, her cold hand soothed my warm skin.
"For a vampire, you are such a baby Xiran." She smiled at wholeheartedly. Her face shone like a sunflower on a sunny day. She moved and sat beside placing her head on my shoulder and taking my right hand in her left with palm facing upward, she started tracing her index finger on the lines of my hand. The effect was so soothing that I just closed my eyes, letting her do what she wanted.
She stopped after a while and I opened my eyes to observe what she was doing. She was rolling up the sleeve of her left arm as she offered it to again. She was already driving crazy and I felt like losing my sanity because of the way she slled and stared at .
This ti I took her arm and pressed it to my mouth and carefully dug my canines into her vein. Her body jerked involuntarily from pain but she tried to hide it. Her eyes didn’t waver from mine as I sucked that sweet nectar from her arm.
Finally, I had my fill and I slowly pulled them out of her wrist. The blood kept flowing out of the two tiny holes I had left in her wrist. So, I pressed down on them with my lips, making her gasp. She tried to jerk her arm away.
"Stay still," I growled at her and she stopped moving instantly. Once the blood flow had stopped I removed my lips but didn’t let go of her arm.
"I should get going." She said quizzically.
"Sleep here tonight," I replied calmly, her eyes shot up instantly.
"I don’t think that will be a good idea."
"I promise, I won’t do anything. Please." I raised my hands in defence letting her arm fall on my lap making her smile.
"You never know when to give up, Xiran."
"Nops," I raised my hands and shrugged.
"Promise you won’t pester ?" She raised her hand to take a promise from .
"I won’t I promise." I shook her hand with a smirk.
"Then tell a good story before I sleep and yes I snore very loudly in my sleep, so don’t push out of bed when you can’t sleep. Also, I am used to sleeping alone so I take up the whole bed. Don’t curse at if I kick you out of the bed at night, unknowingly, of course." Every word she spoke was so innocent and imbued with the truth that I couldn’t contain my laughter. I threw back my head and chortled hard. Earning a very displeased look from her.
"Ok, ok sorry. I don’t have an issue. Co here." I patted my side. She got on her all fours and crawled to my side and finally settled down. I dragged the duvet from the end of the bed and draped us under it. I offered her my right arm and she took it. I pulled her closer to and she comfortably snuggled with . She was cold, why was she always so cold?
"Just for the story," she said referring to the snuggle part. I smiled.
I told her a tale about an angel who got deceived and trapped by a devil. She was fascinated with the story. As the story ended she was already half asleep. She had placed both her hands under her left cheek and was soon fast asleep. I didn’t move in case her sleep would get disturbed, I only watched her serene face which appeared so innocent right now. No one could even guess she was so feisty when awake.
Suddenly, she picked up her leg and it ca crashing down on mine with a brutal force. She wasn’t lying about the kicking part. Soon I could hear her small snores, her mouth opened a fraction and tiny snoring sounds escaped her. I couldn’t repress my laughter again as I continued watching her. The thoughts of kissing her partially open mouth hijacked my brain as I sat near her with her leg curved up on mine.
Her calm facial expression changed suddenly around midnight and her face was contorted with fear. What was happening? Was she having a nightmare? Before I could touch her face she let out a blood-curdling scream and sat right up in the bed.
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