All Chapters of The Vampire King's Obsession : Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Christopher’s POVI sat on the bar stool, and this time there was a different bartender. Dante signaled to him, and then we waited patiently.“So, do you think the man will act like he did yesterday?” I asked, wondering.“Well, I don't know. Humans, with all their predictability, are pretty unpredictable sometimes. They respect and fear power, so this might have just been because he was afraid of the old fart from yesterday, who had more power in society. Or it could just be a power trip of his own. Being backed by someone with power to do whatever you want can be exhilarating too especially when you can just harm people and go free. Humans have been known to do things for the strangest of reasons,” he explained, and I nodded.I mean, I couldn't argue with his reasoning, seeing as I was a human and had, in fact, done multiple things for multiple reasons that were both right and wrong.I was just hoping that maybe the manager was a scared man who had done what he did yesterday because

Christopher's POVI settled between his legs, taking my time to eat him out. I had wanted to do this for so long. I didn't even realize how much I needed it until I was right here, between his legs.He moaned out loud, and I took my time raising his legs higher and spreading them wide.I settled in and used my saliva to wet my finger before gently fingering him.It's been a while since I was in here, and I didn't want it to hurt. I wanted it to feel good for him, the way he made it feel good for me, so I took my time sucking and fingering, making sure it was wet enough and loose enough for my fingers.I stroked his prostate with every insertion of my fingers, and I could see him gritting his teeth to stop himself from moaning.When I was done with him, he would be moaning and begging if it was the last thing I did.I fingered him until he was loose enough and then spread a little lube on my dick. I wanted him to feel it.I wanted every stroke to hit all the right places."Are you read

Christopher's POVIt was time for the gala, and I was so excited. We both wore tuxes, but they were tailored average tuxes that didn’t look anything special.Dante did it on purpose.For one, according to him, the gala wasn’t a big deal, so everyone was going to dress formal but not too formal.Secondly, he wanted the old man to see us and immediately get angry. If we dressed too well, he’d wonder if maybe we were people with money and power. Dante wanted nothing more than to drive them insane.It was so funny. I found it absolutely hilarious.We made sure to get ready and arrive there late, so the old man was already there. Right now, we were sitting in the car.“How do I look?” Dante asked, and I grinned.“Like an average man.”“How do I look?” I asked, and he kissed me.“Absolutely gorgeous.”“I’m supposed to look average, you soppy shit,” I cursed, and he ran his fingers through my hair.“There is no way you would ever look average to me,” he smiled, and I just rolled my eyes.“Oh

Christopher's POV "What do you mean?" "They are all vampires. I... I... saw... blood everywhere," he stuttered out, crying and shaking over the phone. "What do you mean? Did you have too much to drink?" I asked, and he still kept crying. "Tate, where are you?" I asked, and he was silent for a while. "I... I... there was blood in his mouth," he cried, still shaking. "Tate, calm down. Did you take an edible or something? Tell me what's going on. Where are you?" I said, trying to calm him down. I knew I was gaslighting him, but I had to get him to stay calm so he didn't do anything irrational or stupid. "Tate!" I shouted his name, and he was silent for a while. "Yes..." he cried and stuttered out. "Send me your location. I'll come get you," I said, trying to calm him down. "No, no, no... Is Dante with you?" he asked, and I looked at Dante, who was beside me. He shook his head at me, motioning that I say no, and I obeyed. "No, I'm all alone. Why? What is going on?" I asked, try

Christopher's POVTheir love hurt. You could see it hurt them, and there was nothing they could do about it.They couldn't have Tate, no matter how badly they wanted him, because he had so much to lose, and I couldn't even support them.I wanted them to be happy, but not at the detriment of his happiness.He had a family that loved him, a family that would be devastated to lose him.He couldn't watch them live and die. It would tear him to shreds.I knew this.It was all too much. Too unfortunate."They'll be fine," Dante whispered, but even his voice carried an air of uncertainty."Do you know what makes it worse?" I asked him.He was silent, listening."They were right. We are hypocrites. They were kind enough to say it with no grudge, but I am a hypocritical asshole. I mean, we get to be together, and they get to fight to even see him," I said, feeling even more guilty."What if I'm being a selfish asshole?" I asked, looking up at Dante."You and I both know that's not the truth. Y