Mated To The Dead Prince
Chapter 28

Chapter 28: Chapter 28

Rose was nervous and excited at the same time.

Cassius’ eyes were glowing brightly as he stared at her; she bit her lips, not having the courage to call his name again.

She slowly shook her head and looked away, "I’m sorry, please, you can get in the bath now..." Rose murmured.

Cassius hissed, "You’re playing with fire, little human, were you never told not to mess with a vampire?" Cassius buried his nose in her neck, licking it. Her blood was so tempting to drink, but he knew better; it was a honey trap. But he still found himself wanting it even when he knew how dangerous it was.

"I-I’m sorry, I’m just here to set your bath-"

"You’re here to do everything I’d want you to do, Little human. Get in the bath..." He ordered in a dark voice.

"W-what?" Rose asked incredulously.

"Don’t make me repeat myself," Cassius hissed, his fangs shooting out.

Rose gasped and stepped away from his arms, "O-okay..." She whispered.

Rose was silently panting, and Cassius had his red eyes trained on her, watching her like a predator watched his prey.

Rose removed her slippers one after the other and clutched her dress in her hand.

She held the edge of the bath and slowly climbed in, gritting her teeth when the frosty water bit into her skin.

She stood there, staring at Cassius for further instructions.

As Cassius stepped closer to the bath, her heart thumped in her chest and her fingers were slightly shaking.

How was she going to stay in the same bath as him?

’Since he couldn’t kill me by sucking me dry, was he planning to kill me by drowning me?’ Rose’s thoughts were all over the place.

He reached the bath and held her hands, bringing it down to the waist of his royal silk pants, "Take them off, Rose," Cassius ordered.

Rose bit her lips and quietly obeyed.

She kept her eyes on the floor as she untied his rope, loosening the pants around his waist, causing it to freely fall to his ankles.

Rose blushed so hard that she didn’t look, but she was aware that Cassius was now standing in his naked glory; she moved her eyes up to his face, noticing how his hair was falling over his shoulder; he looked so unreal, so handsome, beautiful, and mysterious.

Cassius gently got into the bath and sank into it, relaxing his back against it. "Wash me," He ordered.

Rose turned her head to him.

So he meant to have her bathe him; she took a deep breath and started to lower herself into the bath, too.

"Oh gosh..." Rose muttered as the water almost felt like it was freezing her to death; the warmth from the flickering candles above didn’t do anything toward her cold away.

"Closer," Cassius pinned his eyes on her, the water was very clear and transparent, enabling him to see how her dress clung to her hips, revealing her perfect shape and beautiful V-curve of her pussy.

Rose felt him staring and felt embarrassed, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it, he literally owned her, and as he’d said before, she was here to do everything and anything he wanted her to do, including satisfying his manly needs.

Does she have an option? No.

Or, maybe, yes. I’d only she could summon courage for suicide, but that was the last thing she would do to herself; not even in the worst situations would she think of killing herself.

"Rose..." Cassius called in a soft tone.

He’d heard her thoughts again, and for some reason, it disturbed him.

Rose blinked and focused on his face, "I-I’m sorry, I was carried away," She looked behind him and saw a bottle of fragrance oil and some other unknown container, "Do I add these to your bath, sir?" She questioned, pointing behind him.

Cassius didn’t reply, he sat up and moved closer to her. "You want to die? Instead of satisfying me?" He grabbed her hand and caged her between his arms.

Rose shook her head; she knew he had heard her thoughts again, "No, it was just a random thought; it just happened to go through my mind; I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it that way..." She hurried to explain.

Cassius stared at her for a long time and leaned his face down, "Then I think we need to fill your head with other thoughts..." He moved away and grabbed the unknown container.

He had his eyes on Rose as he emptied the white powdery content into the water.

"Oh..." Rose was shocked as the water suddenly turned red like the color of blood, but the fragrance that came afterward from the water was so sweet, like lavender and rose mixed.

Cassius slowly returned to her side and gave her something that looked like a soft sponge.

Rose took it without question, then proceeded to soak it in the water and raise it to his shoulder.

Cassius was back to his sitting position to allow Rose to reach his upper body, and as Rose soaked the water and gently scrubbed his shoulder, Cassius glued his eyes to her chest which had been soaked with water splashes, making her perky full breasts to be on full display for him, and just like her name, her beds were pinkish as a rose.

Rose was focused, she knew Cassius was staring at her, but she refused to think about what his look meant, the dream was still perfectly picturing itself in her head but she fought her body from reacting, she gently removed his hair from his shoulder and moved closer to him so she could perfectly wash his neck and chest.

Cassius remained quiet, watching her and feeling her pulse race; he could feel it; she was excited and scared at the same time, and her little warm hands touching his skin were setting his flames ablaze.

It’s been centuries.

Centuries without a woman, and finally, he had one in front of him, looking so innocent and seductive, he would have shown her how passionate vampires could be, but she was human.

Firstly, he feared he’d break her if he treated her according to his growing desires. Secondly, it was forbidden for vampires to lay with humans, but something told him that he was about to break that damned rule.

He’d never burned for anyone this way; his cold soul even started to feel a sparkle of warmth as Rose touched him.

Cassius closed his eyes when he felt her hands descending his stomach, he suddenly realized that her hands were becoming shaky.

He removed his hands from the edge of the bath and held her shaky hands, stopping her.

Rose gulped and raised her blue eyes to stare into those sea-green eyes.

"Are you scared?" He questioned in a smooth voice.

Rose bit her lips and slowly shook her head, "No..." She replied, but her pulse just kept getting faster and faster, indicating her increasing fear.

Cassius nodded, putting a hand behind her, "Maybe we should get even," He used the softest voice he’d ever spoken to her with.

Rose automatically felt herself relaxing at the sift and hypnotic voice he was using on her. She knew he wanted something, but she didn’t care; she wanted something too, and she’d blame herself later.

"How even?" She whispered.

Cassius released her hand and wrapped it around her neck, he leaned his head down and bit her neck without breaking skin.

"Ahh..." Rose sighed, clenching her fists.

She felt both scared and aroused; she had thought that Cassius was going to bite her, but it was just a little bit that went a long way in making her tits harder and her clit to twitch.

"Take off your clothes, Rose, you’re wet," He whispered directly into her ear, making sure she understood the ’wet’ she was referring to.

Rose paused for a second, her eyes running over his chest; she licked her lips before she raised her hands and pulled the hands of her dress off her shoulders.

Cassius helped her pull the dress down to her waist and got lost for a second as he stared at her perfect body.

Rose didn’t know where to look; she felt intimidated as she thought about how many female vampires Cassius must have laid with; she believed her body couldn’t hold a candle to their perfect and pristine ones.

Cassius brought his face close to Rose’s, his hand finding one of her breasts, pinching the hard nipple that had been calling on him since she stepped into his room, "Now we’re even," He said and slammed his lips to hers, not giving her a chance to respond.

As she felt Cassius’ lips on her, sucking and licking her lips, Rose had long forgotten about how cold the water was, her body was getting warm as if she was bout to have a fever, and all her senses were channeled to her pussy, her brain begging her to ask him to do to her exactly what he did to her in her dream.

"Turn around," Cassius ordered, his glowing eyes showing his extent of arousal.

Rose was breathless; she blinked. Lowland held the edge of the bath as she turned her back to him, holding the bathtub for balance in front of her.

Cassius moved in behind her, his hands going to her slim waist, he put his neck on her shoulder and sniffed long and hard, "I’ll have a taste of you, Rose, if not your blood, then your pussy," He whispered seductively and pushed his hips forward.

Rose shivered and gasped as she felt the tip of Cassius’ hard length poking her entrance from behind. She never looked at it, so she never knew how big it was; it was nothing compared to what her stories described; he was monstrous.

"It’s going to be very than your dreams, spread your legs," He used his hand to widen her legs, and before Rose could react to his words, he pushed his hip into hers, slamming his cock into her wet and warm pussy.

Rose screamed, biting her lips to keep her sounds from coming out further.

Cassius immediately still behind her, a strong wave of possessiveness enveloping him, "I’m your first?" He asked in a raspy voice.

Rose nodded, not finding the voice to reply as she felt her sleek walls trying to adjust to her cock.

Cassius closed jus eyes and muttered something in Romanian, "I’ll be gentle, little human," He whispered and slowly started to thrust and cock his hips into her clasping pussy.