Semua Bab The Vampire King's Obsession : Bab 191 - Bab 200

Christopher's POV I had to use every ounce of self-control I had to keep myself from jumping on Dante. It was something I was a breath away from doing, but I held myself back. I had a plan for this for us and I was going to stick to that plan. No matter what. We walked out of the room, and he linked his hand through mine, leaning in and kissing the top of my head before we walked down the stairs. "Hey guys," I called to them and found them in the living room. "What took you so long?" Tate asked, then looked between me and Dante, noticing that we had changed our clothes. "Yeah, don't bother," he said, turning back to his glass of champagne. The doorbell rang. A few minutes later, Manson and Pierre walked in with large duffel bags, and a group of people walked past them with some grocery bags and headed for the kitchen. "Those guys are going to set up the kitchen for your stay," Manson explained to everyone. "So these are things that you asked for or needed," Pierre said, handin

Christopher's POV I was losing my mind. He leaned in and kissed me while still stroking my dick, and I did my best to hold in my moans. He didn't seem to care one bit and kept stroking me, not slowing down for me to catch my breath even for a moment. I was under his spell. This wasn't how I planned this. I had planned to seduce him all night and fuck him, but he seemed to be doing all the seducing. I felt my pleasure begin to build and an orgasm coming. He stopped abruptly. I stared at him in confusion, wondering why he had stopped, but he didn't say anything. He just leaned down and kissed me, a very smug smile on his face. "You evil bastard," I whispered as I realized what he was doing. "This is how I feel right now. So it's only fair that you feel that way too. Don't you agree, Sunshine?" he asked, smiling like an asshole. "Fuck you," I whispered to Jim, and he just smiled. "You'll do that later. For now, you'll have to wait." He kissed me again and then swam from between

Christopher's POV I felt so good, I had to stop and just feel. It was different from anything I had felt in my life. So much warmer, so much tighter. It was like a trap that held on to you in the best way. I was looking in his eyes and he was looking into mine. We both realized that this was so good. It was a lot better than I even expected. "This," I whispered. "I know," he smiled, pulling me down for a kiss. I caught my breath, or my sanity, and began to move slowly, taking my time and moving in and out in slow strokes. I wanted him to feel it. I wanted him to feel exactly what I was feeling. This. I continued in and out of him, increasing my tempo and trying not to cum immediately, as his ass gripped my dick so tight it felt like he wanted to fuse with me. He was looking at me with this look in his eyes, his breath labored and his eyes glazed. "Does it..." I started to ask, but he cut me short. "Fuck me faster already, you little shit," he groaned out loud, and I smiled a

Christopher's POV I felt lightheaded, and Dante caught me before I could fall. "I drank a little too much. I got carried away. I'm sorry," he apologized, carrying me back to the room and laying me on the bed. I needed to catch my breath. My brain couldn't process what I had heard. "Where is he?" I asked when I could finally form a sentence. "He's sleeping in his room," he said, and I sighed in relief. "What? Did you think I'd kill him?" he asked. I shook my head, but he saw the look on my face. I had, in fact, thought that for a moment. "Oh, you have so little faith in me, my love. I would never kiss anyone you care for, as long as they don't try to hurt you," he smiled, and I nodded, feeling guilty for believing he could or would kill Tate. "I'm sorry," I muttered under my breath. "It's fine. I don't really have the best track record, so I can understand why and how you would feel that," he smiled, kissing me. "He is in a hypnotized sleep, though," he added. I gave him a lo

Dante's POVSince his friends left, Christopher has been depressed and moping around the house. We had to create emergencies for them.For Tate, he had to go home because his mom was sick. He sent them all a text before leaving. In truth, his mom hadn’t been sick, but we needed something that would be a good enough excuse to send him away without any suspicion from his friends.We even had to manipulate him into thinking his mom was sick after we dropped him off. It was a good enough topic because his mom was always sick.She had cancer and always needed his help. This time, we just manipulated a problem.Everyone went along with it, and we dropped him off at his house still unconscious.Tini had an emergency call at work the next morning and so she had to go. It was something she didn’t do, a mistake she needed to rectify herself.Theo offered to help, but she couldn’t accept his help because she was embarrassed she would make that kind of mistake. She saw Theo as a professional and