NIGHTS OF HALLOW
Chapter 212: Tease, bite, kiss,and suck.

Chapter 212: Tease, bite, kiss,and suck.

The morning drew closer than Sthena had expected. If for anything he wished for at the moment was for the night to stretch a little longer. The sight of Perdita’s sleeping face with her hair sprawled on the bed brought an amorous feeling to his being, his heart swelling with affection towards her.

His hand itched to hold her closer but he feared he would wake her. Perdita’s confession had caught him off guard, having not expected her to say it boldly. The urge to sweep her into his arms had been so great he didn’t realize how much he had been waiting for a day like that to come. Even though Perdita had refused to acknowledge his confession initially, he knew that she harbored a certain likeness towards him.

A contented smile stretched across Sthena’s lips. His fingers gentle on her skin, he traced the curves of Perdita’s jaw and he stopped on her lower lip while feeling the fullness and softness of it under his touch.

Unable to resist the urge, he leaned in to kiss Perdita’s cheeks just in time to see her eyes flutter open. "Oh my, I was caught." Sthena playfully exclaimed, smiling cheekily like a child caught stealing a piece of meat.

"What were you going to do?" Perdita whispered, her voice husky from sleep as she rubbed her eyes while yawning.

"I was about to gobble you up," Sthena whispered back and then proceeded to kiss her cheeks. "Good morning, My Love."

Perdita’s pale skin was quick to turn into a deep shade of red on hearing Sthena’s cheeky reply. Imitating him, she replied to his greeting, "Good morning, My love," and this was enough to have Sthena’s eyes darkened, his gaze possessively piercing down at her.

"What did you just say?"

"I said, good morning, my love," Perdita answered, her voice playful but at the same time, her heart was thudding lightly at the way Sthena stared at her. In a split second of blinking, Sthena flipped her over, pinning her hands above her head.

"You tempt me, Perdita. I am not a gentleman," Sthena uttered, his voice strained. He bent to the side and murmured, "I don’t know which part of you I like more, the daring side or the meek side of you."

"You like both sides," Perdita blurted and bit her lips in return. When did she get so bold?!

Still pinned under him with both hands above her head and Sthena still staring at her like he would actually gobble her up like he had said. His silence brought an anticipation in her that every aspect of him made her feel. His devilish handsome face carved with every fiber of beauty was enough to have her melt under him. She hadn’t realized how much he needed Sthena by her side till now, sleeping and waking up beside him.

"You not only tempt me with your words but with every movement of your body. The look in your eyes, the subtle movement of your lips. Tell me, Perdita," Sthena said, his gaze raking the contours of every inch of Perdita’s skin as he leaned in, kissing the cheek of Perdita in a deliberately slow movement, and then also moved to her neck. He murmured against her skin,

"What do you want?"

Perdita’s breath hitched. Her eyes fluttered close at the sensation of having Sthena’s lips on her neck.

"You’re not saying anything, Love," Sthena continued, his lips merciless as he kissed every inch of her neck. In a swift movement, he switched to sucking and nipping on her neck. "Tell me, do you like this and want more?" A few more kissing and sucking told Sthena where her sensitive spot was and he had no mercy torturing Perdita on it.

"Aggh," A moan escaped Perdita’s lips. Her eyes snapped open and widened as she hadn’t expected to let out such a sound but Sthena’s lips didn’t allow her to dwell on the thought as another stifled one came right after making her bite her lips to stop the sounds from coming.

"Don’t," Sthena spoke against her skin. "Don’t bite your lips. I want to hear every sound that comes from your lips." His words were enough to leave her more muddled and under the mercy of his sinful tongue than before.

"Tell me, my sweet girl," Sthena gazed at the masterpiece he had created under him, a hypnotizing smile on his lips. "I will fulfil every word that comes out of your lips."

"I," Perdita began, shaking her head to get her thoughts straight which was not forthcoming as Sthena resumed from where he had stopped on the other side of her neck, his hand still pinning her hands in a gentle but firm grip.

"You what?" Sthena questioned, playfully nudging his nose on her skin and a nip followed after that had Perdita cry out and moaned at the same time when Sthena’s tongue soothed the spot with a languid lick.

"I don’t know," She blurted, surrendering to Sthena’s assaults on her. Heat rushed up her face and every spot in her, pulling in between her legs.

Sthena chuckled, the sound vibrating against Perdita’s chest that rose and fell in heavy pants, eyes dilated and lips parted.

"Do you know how delectable you look?" Sthena’s words came at Perdita. With every word that came out of his lips felt like an attack on her heart and whole being. It would be a lie if she didn’t want more but she didn’t dare to say it.

"Will you bake for me again?" Sthena released her hands from his grip. He took them and kissed them both to soothe the redness caused by his grip. "I very much enjoyed them. I can’t tell, however, if it is because you baked them yourself that made them too sweet, or you are just too sweet for me, my darling."

"You have a way with your words, do you know that?" Perdita remarked, smiling. If she hadn’t known better, she would say that people loved him because of his mouth. But then, what they always received was the blunt part of it which she also received during some moments. But then, she doubted anyone had ever seen that part of him except her.

"I know," Sthena smiled back at her, stroking her hair gently.

Narcissistic vampire. Perdita thought in her head. "I will always bake for you then."

"My Lady? Oh my goodness! Please forgive me!" Emily who entered the room without knocking quickly closed the door behind her, shocked beyond words to see the King on the bed with her mistress.

"You are already inside why run?" Sthena commented with narrowed eyes. "Come in and help your Mistress prepare for the morning." He casually said, as though it was a normal thing to happen.

"Ah, yes, yes, Your Majesty!" Emily bowed deeply, not daring to look in their direction.

"I’ll see you in the dining room, My Love," Sthena returned his attention to Perdita who was embarrassed to see Emily walk in on them. And to Emily’s bewilderment, she saw the King kiss the cheeks of Perdita.

What has she just witnessed?!