Conquering His Cold Heart

38 The Paralyzing Urge

“Let me show you,” Caspian slid his hands up from her breast to her shoulder. He gently pushed her down on the bed and slipped the other strap from her shoulder as well.

“Show me?” Anastasia asked with bated breath. She was so caught up in that new sensation running all over her body that she didn’t even realize her husband was seeing her half-naked.

Caspian straddled her petite body and smirked, “Yes, let me show you what heaven feels like.” He passionately claimed her gaping lips again. The sweet taste of Anastasia’s mouth was already so irresistible for him that he kept on wanting more.

But he also wanted to taste more than just her mouth. He slowly traveled his lips to her jaw and lightly bit her there. He then moved further down and kissed on that fragrant hollow of her neck.

Caspian then began showering her with kisses all over her neck. He nipped below her ear and whispered to his squirming wife, “You smell so good... I could bathe myself in your aromatic fragrance...”

All this while, Anastasia was pressing her lips together and suppressing her moans. Caspian wanted to change that. He wanted her to scream his name in her rousingly melodious voice.

So he trailed down her smooth neck and chest while pecking her. He admired her womanly curves with his crimson eyes and leaned down to appreciate them with his lips and tongue.

He lightly bit her hardened nipples and kissed them. And to his great satisfaction, he got the response that he had wanted from his wife.

Anastasia tightly gripped his hair on his nape and heaved her chest, involuntarily shoving her sensitive breast into his mouth. And she let out a breathless moan, “Caspian...”

.....

But then she cupped his jaw and lifted his head away from her. She looked into his beautiful red eyes and whispered, “Caspian, w-wait...”

Caspian gave a puppy-eyed look to Anastasia and asked, “You want me to stop?”

To be honest, Anastasia didn’t want him to stop. She had lifted his head because the burst of tingling sensations was too much for her to handle so she wanted to take a breather.

The corner of Caspian’s lips pulled up after that silence of his wife, accompanied by her longing eyes. He pulled her hand away from his jaw and placed a kiss on her palm. “I’ll take your silence as a ‘no’ to my question.”

Caspian then vigorously began to kiss and suck and lick those treasures of his wife. Never in his life had he thought that there was something else that he would enjoy more than feeding on the blood of the humans.

He continued to tease his wife with his shower of kisses so that she would be relaxed for what was coming her way.

His every touch and every kiss were sending wild tremors to Anastasia’s whole body. She curled her toes in an attempt to contain the overwhelmingly pleasing feeling that was crawling under her skin and in her most sensitive areas.

She writhed her body and bit her lower lips to prevent herself from sounding like a desperate woman.

But nothing seemed to work. And she ended up letting out a series of whimpers and moans while screaming her husband’s name. The sparks in her heart had already turned into massive fireworks.

Now Caspian didn’t want to wait any longer to fully claim his wife. He slid his palm under Anastasia’s bedgown and lightly caressed his wife’s smooth thigh.

His palm was slowly making its way up towards her hips when suddenly, Anastasia gasped and caught his wrist. And she asked in a somewhat panicked tone, “Caspian, stop!”

And almost at the same time, something happened to Caspian. His heavy weight suddenly fell on Anastasia’s tiny frame, prompting her to be worried, “Ca-Caspian, are you alright?”

But Caspian was in no condition to speak. He was clenching his teeth that were itching to turn into fangs. The knot at the pit of his stomach kept on growing. He tried to get away from his human wife but his body was paralyzed.

He tight-shut his eyes and let out a suppressed growl in an attempt to hold in his sudden urge... the urge to bite his wife.

It didn’t take long for Anastasia to guess why he was acting differently. She thought that he was angry at her for stopping him. And she feared that her nightmare was coming true. She tightened her fists and carefully whispered with her trembling lips, “Caspian... you are scaring me right now. You... You’re not going to feed on me, are you?”

Caspian forcefully lifted his head from Anastasia’s chest while fighting an inner battle with himself. He opened his eyes to give a sorrowful look to his wife and uttered in a suppressed voice, “I would never...”

Anastasia was now worried for him again because she felt that something was not right with Caspian. His eyes were no longer red but had changed into some other color. She couldn’t tell exactly what color they were in that dim moonlight. But she was sure that they were no longer rich red.

“Your eyes...” She furrowed her brows and slowly lifted her hand to touch Caspian’s face but he swiftly turned his head away and growled.

“Don’t! Don’t touch me!”

He was already trying hard to resist her and he knew that he would lose it the second her soft hand would caress him.

Anastasia felt a prick in her heart after hearing his harsh tone. Caspian had growled at her for Anastasia’s own good but that didn’t mean that she wouldn’t feel hurt by that sudden outrage of his.

After some more seconds, Caspian finally got the strength to push himself up from Anastasia and jump out of bed. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to control his urge for long if he was to stay in her vicinity.

So the moment he jumped out of the bed, he rushed out of the room like a gust of wind.

Anastasia kept on lying on her bed, unmoving. She didn’t know what to think of everything that just happened.

She wanted to feel happy about her first kiss but because of how Caspian abruptly left her, she got mixed feelings about the whole situation. She felt as if she just had the sweetest dessert ever but at the same time, it left a bitter aftertaste in her mouth.

And she didn’t know why but she felt like crying. She felt a lump in her throat. She tried to swallow it away but it wasn’t leaving her. Her eyes began filling up and her lips were downturned.

Anastasia was all ready to cry her heart out but right then, she felt that someone was standing by her bedside.

“Anna...” Her eyes twinkled when she heard Caspian’s voice again. She turned to see that Caspian was holding a silk robe in his hand.

“I brought you my robe. You should change into this. You might catch a cold if you sleep in that bedgown,” Caspian slid his hand under Anastasia’s back and helped her up. “Shall I help you change?”

Anastasia swiftly pulled up the straps of her bedgown and shook her head. “I can change it myself.” Then she got down from her bed and took the robe from Caspian’s hand.

She glanced at Caspian hoping he would leave the room. But since he kept on staring back at her, she softly whispered, “I will go and change it in the bathroom.”

“Oh! Umm... I will see myself out then,” Caspian sounded downhearted, as though he was greatly regretting what had happened earlier.

It was indeed true that he was feeling dejected. How could he not, when he had to fight the urge to feed on his own wife? He had never felt that paralyzing urge to sink his fangs on someone ever before.

Caspian was thinking of keeping himself as far away from his wife as possible. And he prepared himself to run out of the room.

“No, wait!” Anastasia grabbed the sleeve of his shirt to stop him from running away yet again. She was laughing in her head while thinking, ‘I must have completely lost my mind. Why do I want to stay by his side even when I know that I am his food?’

Caspian was gazing at her and he asked after she didn’t speak for quite a while, “Is there anything else that you need?”

Anastasia tried her best not to say it. She pressed her lips tightly but that couldn’t stop her from speaking either. And she finally blurted out to her husband, “I need you.”