Mated To The Dead Prince
Chapter 49

Chapter 49: Chapter 49

Rose was the first one to wake up, and she was just in time to catch the last ray of sun disappearing from the sides of the curtains.

She sighed, "Another day gone," She whispered.

"Hm?" She felt something tighten around her.

She looked down and recalled that she had slept with her master last night, but she didn’t recall placing her head on his chest which had now become warm and cozy due to her body heat.

His arm was secured around her waist all night as if he feared she’d leave him at some point.

Rose raised her eyes to his face; he was still sleeping, his face just as peaceful and serene as the day she had found him in the tomb grave.

His beauty radiated more in his peaceful mode; this time, he wasn’t making scary faces, no unreadable expressions, no deadly or cold eyes, and no evil glint on his perfectly crafted face and eyes.

Just like in the tomb grave, she was drawn to his spotless beauty; he was charming beyond measure, the most beautiful man alive... dead.

She slowly raised her hand to his face, carefully so she didn’t wake him up before the time he was supposed to. The tips of her fingers gently touched his porcelain skin, caressing the side of his cheek.

"A fair, beautiful face..." She trailed her finger down to his chest, "With a very dark heart," She watched his steady heart as he slept.

No heartbeat, no breathing, he was literally dead, but still not dead... undead.

"It wasn’t a choice." Cassius’ smooth and hypnotic voice slid right into Rose’s ear, pausing her fingers on his chest.

She bit her lips as she slowly looked up to Cassius’ intense red eyes.

’Damn.’

She totally forgot that she was going to wake up to a heavily hungry vampire. She remembered that he normally drinks from two elves before he is satisfied for the morning.

However, her stupid brain quickly dismissed that thought, she rather focused on how sexy he was.

His long, black hair elegantly slid over his shoulder, caressing his leaned, toned muscles, painting a wet dream-worthy picture for her.

Cassius, too, was mesmerized with Rose’s early morning blush; her heat warmed him, her heartbeat a rhythm he was getting addicted to, and her beauty? Out of the world.

The way her green eyes stared at him as if he was something worth knowing, something she wanted...

"I know it’s not by choice, but..." Rose spoke softly, her hand returning to his face.

Cassius held her gaze, wondering why she wasn’t freaking out at his state; no human should be comfortable lying next to a vampire who had just gotten up from sleep.

"But what, little human?" He leaned closer, watching Rose’s eyes.

Rose blinked as he appeared closer to her face, "But you don’t have to live with the black heart. You can change it," She replied.

Cassius narrowed his eyes, "You think you can change me?" He questioned seriously.

Rose opened and closed her lips, waiting for a reply, "Well, no. I don’t mean it that way, I... your eyes," She gasped softly, leaning in closer.

Cassius frowned, about to turn away, but Rose held his shoulder, "No, no, I don’t mean it that way; I meant to say that they’re beautiful. It’s... they have a swirl of green in them... they’re beautiful." She whispered.

"If you knew I was trying to control my hunger not to hurt you, would you still find them beautiful?" He asked, a glimpse of hope flashing in his eyes.

It would be kind of new if someone didn’t fear him at his worst.

Rose pondered a second; she knew she was dancing with the devil and might get burned, but she didn’t care; she was getting used to the devil’s dance steps and would be cautious not to trip and fall.

She licked her lips before pressing her lips against his, going in for a full kiss; she couldn’t stay calm anymore; she’d been dying to kiss him from the moment she woke up next to his sexy self.

Cassius’ arms immediately wrapped around her, his hungry kiss claiming hers in a frenzy; he, too, had been holding back because he feared he would hurt her like before.

They shared a deep, meaningful kiss, a kiss that covered to their souls what they failed to acknowledge; their bodies recognized each other, hot passions sizzling between them, fueling their desire and deep-rooted longing.

Cassius was on top of Rose, between her legs; he kissed her one last time and raised her head to look down at her.

They stared at each other for a while, lost.

They could feel it in their bones; whatever was between them was becoming undeniably stronger, and each knew that it was going to be more difficult to pull away from each other.

"You need to leave now," He said, breathing slowly; however he didn’t move away from above her.

He knew he needed to move for her to leave, but he didn’t; he remained unmoving above her, captivated by the way her eyes moved.

Rose opened her mouth to say something but shut it and looked away from him, feeling strange.

Cassius gently placed his hand on the side of her face and returned her face to look at him, "Speak," It was intended to be a command but it came out as the softest command he’d ever issued.

Rose stared at his eyes; they were still the same, swirling mysteriously; she placed her hands on the sides of his face and pulled him closer, "Make love to me instead," She muttered.

Cassius wasn’t expecting that from her, at least, not in the way she put it.

He looked down at her body and gulped; her shirt had somehow unbuttoned, exposing half of her breast; her milky thighs were a blessing to his darkening eyes.

"Say it again, Rose," His voice was sleek and husky at the same time, his hand slid between her thighs, the heat from her pussy a warm invite to his fingers.

Rose sighed softly, "Make love to me - ah ~" she moaned, not expecting the gentle brush of Cassius’ finger along her moist opening.

"Shirt off," He gently pulled her to her knees and removed her shirt from her, his eyes raking her naked body.

Rose blushed hard, her heart pumping faster, her center aching with deep need; she needed his friction between her legs; it was becoming unbearable.

Her eyes caught his fingers unbuttoning his own button, and she placed her hand over his, "I’ll do it," She brought down his hands and undid the buttons for him.

Cassius stared at her, a sense of pride filling his chest as he saw the admiring look in Rose’s eyes, ’You’re beautiful,’ he complimented her through their mind link.

Rose pretended not to hear it; a part of her felt like she was letting loose so quickly; at the end of the Cassius was a vampire; they were so good with words that one could offer themselves to them without knowing it.

’I want you,’ She kissed his neck, up to his chin, and along his strong, defined jawline.

Rose wrapped her arm around his neck and slid the other on inside his pants, "I want this, Cassius..." She trembled with excitement as she felt his erection in her hand, his precum dripping onto her palm.

Cassius sucked in a sharp trembling breath and pressed Rose back down on the bed; he climbed down and rid himself of his obstructive pants, climbing on the bed.

He kissed from Rose’s legs and up to her inner thighs, expertly avoiding her leaking core. He spread her legs as he went higher with his feathery kisses, taking pleasure in her soft moans and sighs.

He kissed her stomach beneath her beasts and, yet again, avoided her hardened nipples and buried his face in her neck, taking a very deep breath.

"You’re risking your life for pleasure, Rose. You shouldn’t be here," He whispered, his teeth gently grazing the side of her neck.

"Mmm...Cassius," Rose cried out desperately, wrapping her legs around his waist and pushing his hips against hers.

Both of them released a low moan from the unexpected contact of their bodies.

"It might seem like I’m risking my life, but I know you want this too; I’m no use to you dead, so, for now, have me, Cassius, please," She begged breathlessly.

"Rose..." He groaned as he slowly pushed the head of his erection inside her.

"Ah ~ w-wait... I forgot to turn my -"

"Shh..." He placed a finger on her lips and licked his eyes on her as he slid the rest of his length inside her.

"Ahh..." Rose bit her lips as she felt his fullness deep inside her, just the perfect fit for her.

For the first time, they stared into each other’s eyes as their bodies joined as one; the feeling they felt in their heart was indescribable.

"We’ve never -" Rose gasped out slowly as Cassius pushed his hips into hers; she didn’t know how to ask Cassous to start moving; his fullness was killing her.

"Shh," He bit her ear lobe and slowly started to rock his hips against hers," I’m making love to you, Rose... that’s how it’s done," He whispered and kissed her lips.

Rose’s heart shuddered and fluttered as their lips danced in slow sync, his hips driving her nuts with how slow he was going.

’He is making ’love’ to me.’

Rose moaned against his lips, her walls tightening in greed; she wanted more, more of him, "Ah, Cassius... please ~" She cried out softly.

Cassius gritted his teeth and released a guttural growl, "Fuck, little human, you’re..." He gasped and slowly increased his thrust, "You don’t know what you do to me... Every beat of your heart calls to a part of me I swore I’d bury. I shouldn’t want you—but I do. Desperately." He confessed breathlessly, locking eyes with Rose’s lusty ones.

Rose was a moaning mess, her brain had never registered such pleasure, such completeness.

"I want you just as much, my Prince," She whispered, claiming his thin sweet lips in a hot kiss.