A Game Of Chess With A Vampire
Chapter 362: I Won’t

Chapter 362: I Won’t

"Ah...I found it!" Draven grinned, his scarlet eyes filled with elated glee. "This?" He pressed two of his fingers against her belly, forcing Avelina to moan with closed eyes. "This is your sweetest and most sensitive spot, sunshine."

Avelina gripped his forearm, finally looking into his eyes. "I think...I think I’m going to pass out." She cannot even count how many times she had come to a release and the weaker she felt each time she did.

Draven slipped her hair behind her ear, tenderly running his fingers through her hair. "You’re not going to pass out, sunshine. Relax."

Biting his lip, he flipped her over, laying her on her back. He adjusted his loose hair that fell over his shoulder, holding tightly onto her hip and pinning her hands above her head. With a wince of great pleasure, he snapped his hips forward, ramming through her and continuing until Avelina cried out his name.

Her eyes were wide open, rolling to the back of her head. Every muscle in her body strained, desperate to pull away from the overwhelming sense of ecstasy.

"M-my belly is so...f-full, I can h-h-hardly breathe," She sobbed, gripping the sheet. Her head was completely clouded by immense pleasure, it was more than she could handle.

Draven released a deep groan, his eyes tightly shutting close. "Fuck!"

He looked over at Avelina, taking in her broken appearance. "So...beautiful. I can’t get enough."

Avelina felt herself pulled up and their position was suddenly changed. Her back was pressed against his bare chest and his arms were wrapped around her, almost merging their bodies.

Draven ran his hand up to her throat and Avelina threw her head back, resting on his shoulders. "Ahhh..!" Her body quivered, a cry escaping from her as he continued to thrust in and out of her.

She turned her tearful face, looking at him. "D-Draven..."

Draven glanced at her and at the sight of her expression, his body shook and he grimaced, heavily pleased. "Don’t...look at me with those eyes...Avelina. You would only..." he groaned, lowering his head as he felt himself nearing his release.

Avelina was wordless, only blinking her wet eyes to keep herself from passing out. Draven kissed her swollen lips, having come to a release. He caressed her hair, pressing her completely against him.

Everything felt like it was at a distance, as though they’d been suspended in time. Avelina lay her head on his shoulder. She couldn’t feel, hear, or see anything. She was well beyond spent.

"Sunshine, do you remember what I told you about scents?" Draven delivered tons of kisses on her neck and shoulders, his hair falling over his face. "You smell different, rather sweet than comforting when you’re aroused..."

"But you smell like me too, so much that it covers your own scent." He gripped the headboard, bending both of them and wrapping his left arm around Avelina’s chest to prevent her from falling into the bed. "If you knew how that makes me feel, suddenly smelling my scent on you...I could possibly wreck you completely."

Avelina blew her eyes wide, but she didn’t have the strength to utter a word. She could only cry out and moan from the pleasure that wasn’t familiarizing itself with her.

"You will never be away from me ever again." Draven pushed off the chunk of her hair that was in the way, leaning against her shoulder. His red eyes darkened, burning even brighter. "You are mine now." He pierced through her scent gland, sinking his fangs in and marking and bonding with her.

Avelina gripped his hair, whining at the pleasure that it brought. She panted heavily, daring to turn her head, in an attempt to look at him. She pleaded, "C-can I...can I mark you...?"

Draven raised his eyes, glimpsing half of her face. "Of course, sunshine."

"But once you do, you will be bound to me, completely. You would never be able to leave me, ever again."

"I-I won’t." Avelina shook her head.

Draven stroked her hair and pulled his head back, exposing his bloody teeth and sitting with his legs crossed on the bed. He turned her around, having her face him. He helped her to sit properly with her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms circled his shoulders. "Go ahead," he said to her, baring his scent gland.

Avelina’s fangs elongated and grazed her teeth against his neck, before slowly biting and sinking into his flesh, marking him.

"You’ve...never been so...persistent..." she muttered against his skin.

Draven stroked her hair gently, comforting her. "But you made me this way. You changed me, that I can’t remember what I used to be like. My past self, I can’t recall."

"So, this is all on you." He caressed the arch of her back, kissing her lips and licking the blood off. Avelina had nothing to say, but could only lay completely on him with her head resting on his shoulders.

Only a sigh was heard from her before she suddenly started breathing soundly. Draven cocked an eyebrow, attempting to see her face, wondering if she was alright.

"Sunshine?"

No response came from her.

"Avelina?" Draven pulled her back, only to realize that she had passed out completely.

"Oh?" He blinked his wet lashes, amused and pleased.

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The sound of the birds in the early morning rang in Avelina’s head and she slowly blinked her lashes apart, opening her eyes. She stared at the side view of the room where the rays of the sun coming in from the window were hitting the most.

Her eyes flickered and he shifted her gaze to the clock on the nightstand, realizing it was seven in the morning. Slowly beginning to register everything that had happened the night before, her eyes blew wide open and her face flushed a deep shade of red.

She covered her and mused quietly on the memory. A soft breath fled her nose and she adjusted, laying on her back. Her attention got stuck on the ceiling and he ran the events over and over again in her head.