The Devil's Warrior Queen
Chapter 322: I’m A Vampire?!!

Chapter 322: I’m A Vampire?!!

Rama’s lashes fluttered open as she stretched her limbs in the soft, King sized bed, the silk blanket rubbing her skin underneath.

As she squirmed, her naked sweaty body rubbed against Draco’s muscular frame, feeling the ridges of hard muscle gently grinding her soft skin and only then, did she realize his sinewy arm was resting on her slender waist.

His sleeping face was facing her, she could feel his hot breath brush past her cheeks as he slept soundly.

So innocent, so peaceful as he slept, maybe it was because of no intimidating, burning gaze that pierced into her soul as his eyes were closed.

The sudden pleasing ache between her legs spurred the memories of last night to flood into her head like a broken dam.

Her face burned beet red as she impulsively tried to flee, but his powerful grip on her waist refrained her movement, making her groan in frustration.

She could vividly remember every passionate moment they had together that night, it was wild and heated with two desire driven mates who had been separated for long, finally reuniting.

It was something she longed for, his burning touch, his intoxicating scent and hypnotizing voice as he entered her and only then did she realize how badly her soul had been longing for the enigmatic stranger.

Nothing about that night felt wrong or regretful despite knowing him for only a day, it felt so right and it was undeniable that the sex was amazing, nothing could have prepared her for the rollercoaster ride of ecstasy she was going to hop in.

Her eyes darted to the broken mirror on the floor, shards of glass scattered on the marble ground while the table was left cracked with a splinter running deep through it, testament to the heated passionate night they had.

It was ecstatic, mind blowing and wild. The friction caused by their bodies as his heated skin collided against hers and the feeling of his hard cock slipping in and out of her was beyond blissful, it was outstanding how he was able to make her reach the highest peak of excitement and forget about everything else, the world fading away and her rationality dissipating.

The wicked things he did to her with his mouth, hands and every inch of his body was forever ingrained in her head like an arcane symbol, it was a night she could never forget.

The toe curling, eye rolling, heart pumping and spine chilling sensations, she could still feel them, every heart throbbing intensity when he pounded her like a ferocious animal and her shameless moans left her reeling in a mixture of embarrassment and delirium.

As she thought back to the night, her heart fluttered and in a matter of time she felt a pool of hotness settle between her legs as she relived the liaison between them.

Not this early in the morning! she cried inwardly as she struggled to break free from Draco’s steely hold before she would do something stupid, but he didn’t bulge, so with time she gave in and just relaxed in his arms.

It wasn’t all bad, his embrace was soothing and his scent was like aromatherapy, calming her brain but still, his mere presence provoked that lustful urge within her and the aching between her legs only intensified more, mixed with a pang of hunger that burrowed deep into her stomach.

The combination of hunger and lust early in the morning seemed to be a dangerous combo. Her eyes blurred with red and she could feel her body tremble uncontrollably as sweat creased her brows.

Why was she feeling so strange? She pondered inwardly as she took in sharp breaths, trying to compose herself but the hunger only seemed to bite back stronger.

She couldn’t bear to wait any second more so she thought of waking Draco up, but when she turned to face him, her gaze fell on his pale, strong throat with visible streaks of veins running across it.

She could feel the pulse of his veins throbbing under his tough skin, her mind turned numb as her eyes circled on his throat, salivating hungrily at the sight of his bare neck.

But this was so strange, why was she feeling weird and hot in her body? It felt as if her blood seeped hot molten lava into her veins, her throat burned and it felt scorched with thirst.

She clenched her trembling hands into a tight fist as she struggled to regain her composure. Strained gasps flared from her lips as she pushed herself up, but her limbs felt weak and drained, she needed food.

Was this the aftermath of living as royalty for so long that she couldn’t even live without food for the morning? She thought inwardly as the situation seemed bizarre to her.

She was hungry but why was she so drawn to taking a bite from his flesh? Her fangs itched with the unsuppressable urge to bite him and coat her tongue with his blood.

She wondered if hunger turned one into a cannibal, because at the point it was going, she was ready to sink her teeth into him.

Garnering the courage and controlling herself, she shook Draco vigorously to wake him up. Immediately she did, his twin flaming orbs shot open as he looked at her with adoration and a grin adorned his lips as he sat up slowly, revealing his chiseled upper body frame as the blanket pooled around his waist.

Meanwhile, she sat up after him, gathering the blanket around her chest to hide her nakedness, while he was rather unyielding to shame.

He sighed out softly, he obviously had a wonderful sleep. It was not surprising anymore that he slept so deeply and soundly beside her, her presence was an inevitable embrace lulling him to deep slumber.

"Did you have a nice sleep, love?" He asked, but the instant his deep, morning voice whisked into her ears, her defenses slithered into thin air and she suddenly forgot about the biting pang of hunger at the pit of her stomach.

"Y-Yes it was amazing." She breathed out, almost in a trance like state and when she realized what she had said, she inwardly smacked herself.

He leaned in closer to her, burying his face at the nook of her neck while his silky hair brushed over her shoulders "You have no idea how long I’ve waited to touch you, to feel you, it felt like an eternity." His husky laden voice echoed in her ear and weirdly it triggered not only her lustful desires for him, but also her hunger.

And then, she felt his warm, full lips pressed against her soft skin as he planted butterfly kisses on her neck, she would have reveled in it and given in to him without thinking twice about it but at that moment, she was starving.

"Draco, I’m hungry, my throat....I feel weird." She muttered out and immediately she spoke, he recoiled back as he scrutinized her with a serious look.

"Aurora told me you wouldn’t feel anything since she gave you a tonic." Draco muttered in displeasure beneath his breath, but the words sounded muffled to her as her attention was swiped away by the movement of his neck and the veins pulsating underneath it.

"What?" She blurted out.

"I turned you into a vampire, Rama but you had no idea since Aurora gave you a tonic to conceal your vampiric nature." He explained and her eyebrows shot up in puzzlement.

"What do you mean? How is that...I’m a Vampire?!!" She shrieked in disbelief.

"It’s alright love, if I hadn’t turned you, it would be impossible to be by my side forever." He pointed out, but the strange effect of hunger left her panicking as she realized why she had been feeling weird.

"So you mean, I’ll have to drink blood?" She said distastefully, her nose crunching in disgust.

"You’ll have to or you’ll go berserk with hunger, so drink." He noted in a straight tone as he tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck to her view.

She shook her head, her mind rejecting the offer but her body subconsciously moved closer.

"I’m immortal remember? Drink as much as you want, love." He urged her with a nonchalant tone and whatever weak defense she had held up was completely shattered, like the broken shards of glass on the floor.

Succumbing to the vampiric instincts within her, she cupped his face and planted a firm, quick kiss on his lips, like a silent apology beforehand and in the next second, she parted her lips open as she dug her fangs into his neck.

Blood seeped from his veins into her mouth to quench the stinging hunger that pricked her stomach, the crimson liquid flowing deep into her throat tasted beyond exquisite, like vintage wine but even better.

Her fangs sank in deeper and the more she tasted his unique blood, her arousal heightened like sparks igniting in her veins.