Loved By a Vampire King

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Ayra was surprised by his sudden demand. A while back, they were discussing about the serious issues that they had to solve but he was being all playful. She gave him a cold glance but he didn't falter at all. As if he was waiting for her initiative action, he pouted his lips together dramatically.

Ayra could only sigh out helplessly. Since he had asked for her kiss, he wouldn't let her go until his intention was deeply fulfilled. Ayra appeared troubling but she began to approach him after giving it a second thought. They had more than just kissing and it wouldn't change anything if she gave him another one.

Ayra's hands streched out to place on his shoulders and once their lips stayed only few inches away from each others, a long sigh passed through her lips. His eyes were on her unnerving as if he couldn't wait to take the charge and broke her all shyness. But he waited like a predator who was observing his prey's every single move. He couldn't help but taunting at her nervousness,

" Do you think that I have a lot of patience, Princess?"

Ayra came back to her rational thoughts and gave up herself anyways. Her lips trembled when she pressed onto his lips tightly. The kiss was almost similar like a soft punch of candy. Once her tongue went deeper, the feeling was only intoxicating and sweet at the same time. She planned to end their kiss with a short smooch but it wasn't possible so fast when he deepened their kiss, earning a suppressed moan from her lips.

He growled into her mouth, generated their lips more roughly to hear her panting. But he didn't care as long as he got what he wanted. Ayra attempted to break free but it was only pulled back by him to feel him running his hands through her backbone. She shivered lightly under his teach and heard the usual posseive tone between their passionate kissing,

"You are mine, Ayra. Your body, your soul, your heart should be mine only."

He pushed his tongue further to hear her gasping. Her hands on his shoulders threatened to fall down but he made them wrapping around his neck tightly. Truth to be told, she felt a warm current passing through her stomach when he took her name and deepened their lips more posseively. It was the exact feeling like wanting to push away but at the same, the place between her thighs throbbed for something unknowingly. She was all aware of the wetness that was growing between her thighs.

When her thoughts were distracted by their intense kissing, she failed to notice his action. Cedric's one hand wrapped around her waist to lift her on the desk. A surprised gasp came through her closed mouth when the files all fell down and he came to stand between her thighs. They didn't break their kiss for a moment and she was turning breathless as each moment passed between them.

To her surprise, she heard the sound of his zipper going down, brought her thoughts back to reality. Her thoughts turned blank in no moment when she predicted the next moment. Cedric was running his hands over her thighs to pull her gown up gently. She breathed hard thinking about his next action and heard the manly voice which had turned too thick in desire,

" Princess...I think, I don't need your approval anymore."

It was an undeniable truth that he said to her unexpectedly. She had started believing that this man was less demon and more husband to her always. Today or tomorrow, she had to accept the fate with him.

Their nose tickled against each others as they broke away from a moment. She had her eyes drooping down shyly. Their bodies were burning for each others and she knew that more than anything else. 

She felt more vulnerable under his intense eyes but before she had the chance of responding with words, Frenchies spoke from the outside without stepping in,

" Your Highness! Mr. Hale is expecting to meet you."

The moment of passion was interrupted and before she could think of something else, Cedric muttered an incoherent curse. His face was shifted like he could barely wait to kill Frenchies. Ayra nervously looked at the doorway and saw Cedric sliding out from her thighs.

The heat of passion suddenly turned embarrassing. She could tell that they were nearly consummating their marriage over the desk. It was truly dangerous to dodge the demon's temptation. He could literally trap her with his words undoubtedly.

Cedric went over to brust the door open loudly. Ayra had already scooped down and adjusted her clothes but the pink blushes on her cheeks were still present. Besides her lips were looking like freshly sucked by something badly. Anyone could guess the act just by looking at her lips.

Cedric held the door open for Frenchies who didn't understand why was his lord looking so mad. Frenchies muttered looking confused about his own actions,

" My Lord.. Have.. Have I done anything wrong?"

He questioned when Ayra walked out passing him quickly. Her head was lowered down as if she was too embarrassed to face anyone. Frenchies vaguely what he did wrong by coming at this hour. He gulped down before bringing his eyes up to meet Cedric's eyes who looked deadly furious. Punishment was better than death. Frenchies thought to himself and bowed his head longingly. Holding the tears of his misery in his eyes, he requested in a shaking voice,

" My Lord, I volunteer to stay in cat form for the next one week."

This time, it was Cedric who became speechless!

The days of village festival had finally come with lot of joy, cheers. Basically the entire Basarisk partied throughout the entire night at the day of lantern festival. It was common fair in Basarisk but it was new to Ayra since she wasn't part of Basarisk before. Cedric had decided to postpone the meeting with Balvina's welfare board after the festival. The tenants from Basarisk expected his sole attention and he wasn't going to ruin it for their personal reasons. Hence they stayed in Basarisk to enjoy the festival.

Ayra and Jessie came out together from Dixon Palace. Cedric who was talking to some village heads gave them a questioning look. Ayra coughed lightly before answering in a calm voice,

" We are going to pray tonight. I informed you."

Cedric slightly nodded before reminding them off,

" Keep the guards with you."

Ayra grimaced at his order but Jessie passed her a look of assurance as if she had something in her sleeves. They both headed outside after crossing Cedric who was busy in chatting. Once they were out of main palace, they heavied a sigh of relief. Ayra asked sounding worried about their plan,

" Will your grandpa agree to meet me? What if he doesn't?"

Jessie pondered deeply and assured after looking at the guards behind,

" We should give a try at least. I don't believe that he can turn down both of us, at least not you."

Ayra nodded thoughtfully and wondered how would the man react on their presence! Besides Cedric didn't know about their travelling!

Somewhere away from Basarisk, it was dark city in an abandoned place. Not only the place was full of darkeness, even the living castle was looking nothing less than a demon in hell.

The entire castle was looking asleep from outside but inside the sea of darkeness, there were people who walked around randomly. A man in black hoodie began to walk for the outdoor area. Once he stepped closer ready to turn on his wings, the butler from their castle appeared on his side from nowhere. He bowed at him respectively before speaking,

" Young Master, his highness has asked you to not leave the castle tonight."

The man in hoodie halted in his track slightly but didn't look happy after hearing from his butler. As if he heard nothing of him, he began to walk away for the outdoor numbly. The butler panicked as it was the order from his lord. If he failed to compel, he would bear the punishment instead of young Master.

He quickly trailed him off closely and tried to stop him again,

" Young Master! Please don't make it hard for me! His highness really wants you to stay in the castle tonight."

The man in hoodie didn't even spare a glance as he kept walking for the outside. The butler had no other choice but to use his threatening voice to stop him from going outside,

" Young Master, if you dare to step outside, I will have no choice but to use my force on you. This was a strict punishment from his highness. If you leave again..I will.."

His words were stuck in his throat when he felt someone gripping his throat even though no one was seemingly close around. The butler shifted his eyes back on the Young Master who stopped in his track and looked around.

Before he could say anything, the butler fell on the floor with his body turning ashen as if he had been just burnt with fire. The air of that night was the only witness who watched his terrible death.

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I am so ready for the terrible fights which are coming in next chapters. What's your thoughts about the new character? I will update again if it's possible today. My eyes have encountered some issues unfortunately.. I have to run for the doctor today. Hope, you are enjoying the thrill ~?