Mated To The Dead Prince
Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Chapter 24

After taking a quick, cold bath, she hurried to put on the night dress that was provided by Susan and climbed on her small bed.

She missed her bed at home, but this would do, for now.

Rose finally slept that morning after she had sent a series of texts to Laura.

Her best friend’s number always lived rent-free in her head and was the first number she punched in.

She had narrated every single incident to her, starting from when she fell off the cliff till date.

After sending the texts, she had wanted to wait until she got a reply before she could sleep, but she couldn’t fight nature.

Her body was so tired and worn out, before she knew it, she succumbed to the grave sleep that snatched up her soul.

...

The sun had almost disappeared from the sky, and inside a very dark room, a tall and handsome figure lay in a king-sized bed with his eyes closed.

The moment the sun was completely out, Cassius’ eyes were instantly snapped open.

He sat up in bed and immediately listened in on his environment. As usual, he was the first to wake.

He normally had an appetite when he woke up, and as the castle was still quiet, he usually chose an Elven slave he’d feed from through the heartbeats he heard as he listened in.

But, that night, he heard a heartbeat he’d never heard before, and not only did it intensify his hunger, but it made him want to taste whoever was the owner of that heartbeat.

It was unusual for him, but he couldn’t seem to control himself; the more he heard the heartbeat, the hungrier he became, hungry for food and carnal sex.

Cassius got out of bed, and without wasting time, he went hunting, hunting the source of the heartbeat.

"Master," Cornelia bowed to Cassius as he walked down the stairs.

The two Elven slaves beside her bowed, too; none of them dared to look Cassius in the face.

Cornelia was surprised to see him out without feeding first.

He never did that, it was dangerous for the dark master to walk out amongst creatures when he had just woken from sleep. His appetite was usually ravenous, and he could easily kill anyone he fed on.

Two Elves were usually taken up to his room for him to feed from; he would feed on them separately, making sure not to exhaust them, for if he fed from one, he would end up killing him.

Cassius didn’t bother to acknowledge Cornelia and the slaves. He silently passed them and headed toward the door that led down the stairs he’d blocked Rose the previous day.

He walked through the walkway, pausing for a brief second when he reached the particular place where he’d seen Eliot and Rose hugging each other yesterday.

Once again, he felt his chest constricting; Rose was just like the flowers, beautiful yet dangerous, and in her case, she was poisonous to his soul, yet he couldn’t help but want her.

He marched forward and into the slaves’ quarters.

The moment Cassius stepped into the reception area with his cold and dark aura, Susan, the receptionist, who was about to sit on her chair, immediately bowed her head to Cassius.

"M-master, to what do we deserve such honor of your presence in the slaves’ quarters?" She respectfully asked with her head still bowed, carefully not to show her shock and curiosity.

She was dying to know what or who had brought the mighty dark master down to a place like this.

It had never happened, not even with the old master before Cassius.

This meant that there was something dire on the ground, something that might just cost every slave their lives.

Cassius paused in front of the counter but it wasn’t because of Susan or her greetings.

The heartbeat; it was clearer as he stood there, and it was calm, way too calm, as if the owner was sleeping or just sitting quietly.

"Master, I’m sorry, the slaves will wake up in thirty minutes but I can ring the alarm immediately since you’re already here-"

"Quiet, Susan," Cassius ordered coldly.

Susa instantly shuts her mouth, her nerves getting jittery by Cassius’ mysterious and scary presence.

Cassius didn’t know who the heartbeat belonged to, but somewhere at the back of his mind, he hoped it was his little slave, this would be the perfect time to ravish her flawless body, he could feel his eyes changing colors, he was hungry and horny, carnally horny, and he wouldn’t hold back this time.

He moved in speed and appeared in front of a door; he sniffed in the scent coming from the room and sighed in contentment. "Found you, little human."

He pushed open the door and walked into the tiny room, frowning when he saw Rose lying uncomfortably in her small bed.

She was asleep, just as he suspected.

He’d never seen her so peaceful, her face was rid of any expression, just her beauty radiating in the dark with the light from the moon streaming through her small window.

She was wearing a thin transparent gown, which was a sleepwear for all slaves; he’d never seen her in it, and as he stared at her, she looked so seductive, yet so pure.

He hadn’t seen anyone with those combinations before; others wore it when they wanted to serve his brothers’ intimate needs, and whenever he saw them, he felt nothing; he just saw them as what they were...slaves.

But staring at Rose, he felt his insides burning to claim her, he was feeling hot for the first time, and he knew that it was only her skin that could cool his burning desire down.

She was lying with her front on the bed, and one of her legs was sneaked out of her thin bed cover.

Cassius couldn’t contain himself; he leaned down and traced his fingers from Rose’s ankle up to her slim and straight legs and then higher.

He traced his fingers higher up her thigh, and beneath the thin bed cover.

Cassius closed his eyes as he felt the smooth round cheek of Rose’s ass, he leaned his face lower and sniffed her neck, fighting his fangs which threatened to shoot out.

Her scent was addictive, just like her name; she smelled like a Rose and Sun...he wondered how someone so beautiful could be so poisonous.

He stared at her face and felt a strange wind blow in from her window, and as the wind touched his face, it was as if it blew away all his control.

In the next second, Cassius leaned down and kissed Rose.

He felt his body humming with undiluted lust the moment his lips touched hers.

He grazed it at first before he completely started sucking on her lips; his hands too, lost control; he slid it over the valley of her ass and gently squeezed it.

Rose was fast asleep when she suddenly started to feel her body heating up; she felt someone kissing her so passionately, and that person’s experienced hand was somewhere between her legs, teasing her.

She thought she was dreaming, and what a wonderful dream it was, the kiss intensified and she slowly started to respond, after all, it was a dream, and she was free to feel and do whatever she wanted without being judged by anyone, it wasn’t as if she was going to tell people about her wet dreams.

Her body was getting hotter and hotter as the hand on her ass was getting more accurate in what it wanted. Rose gasped softly when she felt a finger teasing her opening, and she immediately spread her legs wider to provide more access.

"Good girl..." Cassius whispered huskily before he slid one of his fingers into her warm pulsing pussy. He let it sit there, allowing her to adjust to the intrusion.

Rose froze, why was she dreaming about Cassius?

She knew it was a dream, but she just wanted to confirm if she was really dreaming of her vampire master.

She slowly opened her eyes, biting her lip to ignore the finger that was steadily sitting inside her walls, she longed for it to move, but it didn’t.

She opened her eyes and was surprised to see Cassius’ face staring at her with darkened eyes. She raised her hand to the side of his face and called for confirmation.

"Cassius?" She whispered.

She immediately sucked in a sharp breath when she saw the color of his eyes turn red, and the finger inside her instantly started to move.

Cassius was possessed, something about the way she called his name was so wrong, yet so hot. No one has ever called him by his name, but his little human did, and it turned him on.

Rose couldn’t take her eyes off his face, she opened her mouth and watched his red eyes as she moaned.

Cassius kept fingering her, locking his eyes on hers, "Do you like it, little human?" He asked against her lips.

Rose was about to respond when she felt a sprinkle of cold water on her face.

"Rose! Get up, one more minute and I’ll have to punish you for sleeping in!" A voice rang inside her head.

Suddenly, everything disappeared and Rose found herself jolting up from the bed.

"Shit...it was a dream..." She looked over at the door and saw Susan standing there with a bowl of water and a scowl on her face.

"If you don’t get up from that bed, your life will become a dream too," Susan threatened sternly.