Married To The Mad Vampire Lord-Chapter 61: Love bite

Rohan slid his hands around her waist, bringing her closer to him and causing her to fall forward against his chest. She looked up at him, lips parted, but he didn’t kiss her. He gently move her long hair away from her neck, then leaned down and kissed her shoulder and then neck.

She stilled in alarm. "Rohan..."

"Shh."

He licked the hollow of her throat, then pulled her soft skin between his teeth.

"Wh-what are you doing? You can’t take my blood?" she stammered, trying to push away from him, scared that he would take her blood without her consent.

"Stay still, Isa. I am not taking your blood. I want to leave my mark on your neck. Love bite, as lovers call it," he said against her neck, his warm breath falling on her skin.

"A love—"

Rohan bit down, and Belle inhaled sharply. He suckled her skin, keeping it tender so he wouldn’t break her skin enough to taste her blood. He tasted the salt of her skin, felt her pulse flutter beneath his lips; it was everything he could do not to actually take her blood.

Strip for me, he wanted to say. He wanted to see his Belle with her petticoat up, her fingers untying the waistband of her pantalets. He wanted her to pull the pantalets down so he could see her womanhood glistening with moisture. His already hard erection gave a throb.

He wondered if her nipples without the fabric would taste different. He wanted to unlace and remove the damned petticoat so he could feast on her breasts. He wanted to open his mouth over one, grip the other with his hand and taste her all over again.

Go slowly with her. Savor this. He reminded himself.

Rohan raised his head. He let his gaze brush hers, catching a flash of hazel before he lowered it to the safety of her lips again. He did not want to compel her by mistake or even attempt it after the one he had done that morning before he left. He did not want to destroy her mind by overcompelling, and he would never have done it had she not seen his back.

Not many vampires have the ability to compel, just the purebloods, and a human could only take no more than five compellings, and that too at a different time with long durations, or the human might lose their sanity and have their memories jumbling together. She was never supposed to see the scars he carried. He had compelled her twice now; he did not want to have another reason for the third one.

He looked down at her lips rather than her eyes. Very kissable lips. The bottom one curved and pouted slightly, the top one was ever so slightly bowed. Her eyes were half-closed, her hair mussed, a dark mark on her throat where he’d suckled her.

"Your turn now," he drawled as he stroked her hair and brought his hand down. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Rohan moved his collar away from his neck, and she watched him intently as he bared his throat. Was she to bite him like he did to her? She’d never done anything like this before, even though she’d heard of love bites. He was exchanging one with her, and she did not know how to feel about that...

She moved closer to him tentatively, keeping her gaze fastened to his neck. Her curls tickled his chin as she leaned into him, her balled hands resting on his shoulders. Her lips touched his throat, warm and firm. Then he felt the tiny prick of her teeth.

Rohan couldn’t stifle his deep, throaty groan as she caught a fold of his skin that sent pleasure into him. The nonexistent pain as she began to suckle made him want to spill his seed. Lay her on the bed, part her legs, send it inside her. Never since he’d realized having a woman in a sexual way was the only way to make him have some feelings had he come close to losing himself by just a mere thing as a bite.

He wanted to open his shirt all the way and have her apply her mouth to his chest so he could feel. Then let her sink down to her knees to take his staff into her clever mouth and practice giving him love bites there. Would it be possible to have a love bite there?

He had so much he wanted to experiment with her, but he did not want to rush nor push her into running from him. He wanted her to be on the same page with him before he would progress to the next page.

He’d thought about her the whole time he was away on his little trip to see the townspeople and to take his sweet revenge on his stupid cousin, and he’d enjoyed killing every one of the slaves they had bought to start their new business. He’d set all their carriages on flames and watched them burn along with their coachmen. He’d thought he would feel something watching them burn and scream, but he’d felt nothing—not pity, not enjoyment. He was as blank as a plain sheet. Then he’d come back and seen his bunny, and then that excitement came back to him in a rush.

Belle eased away and looked up at him, her eyes hazel enough to make his head begin to spin as he was fighting himself from looking into it. "Is that right?" she whispered quietly.

He couldn’t talk anymore, the words jumbling up in his head in a way he knew if he tried, only rage would come over him. He took her mouth in a wild kiss and scraped her hard against him.

So many occasions, every day, any place they happened to be, he would take off their lessons, but for now, he needed to put a stop to it before he would lose himself. His mind spun with possibilities. He liked games, and this one he’d never tire of.

It took all his strength to press her away. If he didn’t end this now, he truly would have her on the bed, or maybe straddling him. Both ways. He’d take her all night and not tire.

He kissed her forehead, unable to stop the spinning in his head that wouldn’t ease until he cooled his brain from the rush of adrenaline. Such an unfortunate damn man he was that he couldn’t be like everyone. Unfortunate he might be, this woman was going to be his, and she might not have known it, but she had become his sixteen years ago when his eyes fell on her teary ones.

He could still remember the memories like it had happened just yesterday. Too vivid and clear to be forgotten. The way the little curious bunny had reacted to seeing him.

Rohan cupped her face in his hands and gave her another kiss on the mouth.