Sully

I trembled beneath him as his lips and hands explored my body. I felt vulnerable under his hungry gaze.

He removed my hair from my right shoulder. “This will hurt.”

“What will?”

“This,” he said and kissed me on the shoulder. He licked there and before I knew it, he sunk his fangs into my shoulder.

I gasped. It hurt. But more than that, there was an odd excitement in my body, much stronger than ever before.

My body was getting hotter. It was like my blood was boiling, but not from anger; instead, from a hunger. He shrugged off his shirt while sucking my blood. I dug my nails into his back and screamed.

I felt his hand creeping up between my thighs. My subconsciousness was telling me to stop him, but I could not. I wanted to feel it. Every part of it. I wanted him to do things to me I never thought I would want.

His fingers touched the inside of my thighs. I let out a moan and wrapped my arms around him.

Two of his fingers slid inside me as I was already wet. I was a little ashamed about it.

He slowly took them out and put them in again, playing with me in a steady rhythm. I was already trembling. Before long, I felt the need to let out. I bit him in the shoulder so I would not cry out loudly.

I felt limp and weak. He extracted his fangs and licked his lips. “Now that was nice, darling.”

I probably looked disheveled. But I did not care. I wanted to close my eyes and go to sleep. I felt too weak.

Damien bent and kissed me on the forehead. Then he got down the bed. He returned after a while, only in his undergarment.

He took the lingerie off me and placed me under the quilt. I was exhausted and fell asleep almost immediately. Before that, I felt his arm around me, pressing me against him.

***

For someone in my position, I was way too carefree. In fact, I accepted my fate rather quickly. Well, that was because my mother taught me to be resourceful.

“Accept your fate while trying to change it,” my mother told me.

That was what I was doing. If I had to spend a marital life with Damien Silverclaw, I would, until I got my chance to escape. I would not fight back so they did not think I was capable of fighting back. It was better if they thought I was weak and easily controllable. I would make a plan. I would escape this place. Even if I could not ruin them all, I had to preserve my life and escape them.

In the middle of the night, I woke up and found myself in his arms, in the same position I fell asleep in. He was holding me tightly as if I might run away. He probably thought I would run away. But how? There were guards everywhere. Even outside the door of the bedroom, there were guards and maids. The maids would make sure we consummated our marriage. They obviously would think we did since they heard me moaning.

It was a little embarrassing to be heard by all those people. And I clearly enjoyed it, I had to admit it.

“They will think we did it,” Damien whispered. I almost jumped. I thought he was sleeping. “We are different. The Silverclaw doesn’t believe in the ‘sacred virginity of the bride’ kind of nonsense.”

I actually was a virgin. I only kissed Rezef once. We never did anything more than that. Rezef wanted to, but I did not. Even so, I would not have bled. I had done it by myself many times after reading some forbidden books. Even if Damien and I had to do it, there would be no blood. Besides, some women did not ever bleed after being intimate. I learned it from a book.

My naked body against Damien did not feel as strange as I thought it would feel. He was warm.

I closed my eyes and let the wave of sleepiness wash over me.