93: Blazing Passion

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes," I answered breathily.

"Alec didn't feed you?" he asked quietly, there was a dark edge on his voice.

"He did. I'm not thirsty for soul, though." I grinned and gave him a smooth peck on his lips.

He tilted his head, giving me a good view of his protruding adams apple.

"What are you thirsty for, then?

I rolled my eyes while grinning. It was so obvious in his mischievous look that he already knew. He just wants to play with me. And goddamn it, God knows how much I love to play with him in every way I could.

He kissed the corner of my lips while I'm laughing. He then climbed his way to the stairs and the next thing I knew, we are already on his room. Our room, I mean. He told me, I remember, that whatever he owns, I own it too. And that I also own him. I don't want him to refer it that way actually. I told him he's a man of his own, that nobody owns him not even his wife, but he insisted that he is letting me own him, every piece of him.

Yes, my husband is such a v