The Vampire King's Possession
Chapter 165. A Show (VS)

Chapter 165: 165. A Show (VS)

"She frowned, "You are not joining me?" She asked when he just sat by the edge of the bed after tucking her in.

"Need to wash first," he said nonchalantly and proceeded to take off his shirt.

Mauve felt all the blood rush to her head as she tried to keep her composure. It didn’t help that he made constant eye contact with her as he took his shirt off.

She looked away from him and said, "Yeah, I-I forgot about that." Mauve’s eyes turned to slit as she spoke. Why was she stuttering?

She could feel his gaze on her and from the corner of her eyes, she could see him lean closer. Her skin tingled. A loud knock echoed in the room and Mauve nearly jumped out of her skin.

She looked to see Jael smiling. She glared at him and he stood up from the bed but didn’t go to the door. He just loudly gave an order, "Come in."

The door opened immediately and two servants walked in heads bowed as they held the tub and water. Mauve poked from under the sheets watching them as they walked to the corner of the room.

They placed them on the floor, bowed, and fled out of the room. As soon as the door closed, Jael proceeded to take off the rest of his clothes. Mauve reddened and slipped under the sheets as she came face to face with his rear, as he had chosen to take off his clothes right next to the bed.

He walked away from her bare as the day he was born and stepped into the tub. Mauve did her very best not to stare but failed miserably. As he made to sit in the tub, their eyes met and he smirked at her. She knew immediately that he knew just exactly what he was doing.

She looked away and tried her best to keep her eyes in the other direction but failed miserably as she kept sneaking glances in his direction and each time she would see his eyes on her.

Finally, he finished washing up after what took forever. He stood to his full height and walked out of the water. Making sure he was in her line of sight he proceeded to dry himself, maybe this wasn’t on purpose and she was just reading unnecessary meaning into a vampire trying to take a bath.

She turned red at the fact that she couldn’t look away no matter how hard she tried. His lean muscles and long legs called to her. She closed her eyes tightly, there was definitely something wrong with her.

After he was done drying himself, he placed the towel around his neck. His hair was still dripping bits of water but paid this no mind as he walked to the wardrobe with his rear gleaming in the candlelight.

He took out a pair of pants and haphazardly wore them. He walked by the side of the bed and sat on the edge, he leaned forward and began wiping his hair with the towel on his neck.

Even though Mauve pretended not to look in his direction as he went about, her eyes followed him everywhere. Still, wiping his hair she turned to look at her briefly catching her staring.

He smiled, showing a flash of fangs as his blue eyes glowed. Mauve buried her head further into the sheets as her cheeks burnt.

He was still drying out his hair when a soft knock was heard on the door. "Come in," he said and the door opened.

The same servants walked in after they had bowed vigorously to Jael and picked up the bathtub and pocket. They got out of the room as fast as they could, shutting the door closed.

Jael tossed the towel onto the nearby chair and got into bed with her. Mauve adjusted to make room for him. She still had the sheets up to her nose as she didn’t want to show him her red face.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked softly.

She nodded and adjusted again as if to show her comfort. "I am good," she said and made a soft noise in her throat.

"Does it hurt anywhere?" He asked.

"No," she said, feeling a bit annoyed, and turned to look at him just as his head came down and he took her lips.

His cold lips pressed against hers and his warm tongue pushed into her mouth. Mauve groaned without realizing it as she kissed him back.

She stretched out her uninjured hand to touch the back of his neck and her fingers quickly made their way to his hair. She had forgotten the familiar feel of them and it felt nostalgic to run her fingers through his hair again.

He broke the kiss but didn’t pull away, he just hovered over her staring hard. Mauve could hear herself breathing hard and her face felt very hot. She blinked rapidly, she could only imagine how flushed she looked.

She tried to look away but he held up her chin and brought his lips down once again. His tongue invaded her lips and her body turned to mush against the familiar taste.

He pulled back and she was panting. It was annoying that she was an obvious wreck and he was just constantly smirking with a composed look on his face. This made her even more embarrassed and she tried to cover her face with her hand.

"No," he said sternly. "I want to stare at you." He mumbled and bent his head to the side of her face.

He put his tongue to her neck and she jerked, his hand on her chin slid lower and he groped her through the dress. Mauve gasped at his touch and squirmed a little as pleasure shot down her back.

Jael didn’t go easy on her as he gently pressed, Mauve tried to keep calm against his touch but her body had other ideas.