The Vampire King's Possession
Chapter 221. Other Role.

Chapter 221: 221. Other Role.

He rose from her body and she gasped at the sensation of him pulling out of her. Jael immediately stopped moving.

"Did that hurt?" He asked.

"No," Mauve mumbled a little too loudly and she covered her face.

"Ohh," Jael smirked. "Would you like to go again?"

"No," she screamed and rolled to her side.

"I will get the water then," he said but she could hear the amusement in his voice.

He pulled down her night dress and Mauve felt even more embarrassed. All that had happened while she was still fully dressed. This was certainly a new low.

She felt him leave the bed, the removal of that significant weight was enough to lift the bed a little. She peeked through her hands to look at him. He stood with his back to the bed.

He took off his shirt, leaving only his pants and Mauve saw scratches on his pale back. Bright red marks on his back that could be seen from a mile away. Did she do that? Her eyes widened in horror.

She looked at her hands, her nails were a little long but she must have been maniacally digging her nails into his back to make those scratches. Oh no, Jael must certainly think she was crazy, her mind screamed.

As if he could sense her looking at him, he turned around and she quickly covered her face with her palm. She expected him to comment on her action but he did not. She heard him walk away but was too anxious to look.

She kept her eyes closed until she heard a knock. She looked to see Jael walk to the door. That was pretty fast. The door opened and a servant stood by the open door, he bowed and Jael.

"Your Grace," he said.

"Come in," Jael said.

He nodded and walked in, another servant was right behind him. They placed the tub and water and bowed again.

"Anything else, Sire?" The servant asked. He seemed less timid than the other servant.

"No," Jael said. "You may leave."

He bowed happily and the two made their way out the open door. The door closed and Jael made his way back to the bed. He picked her up from the bed.

"Can you stand?" He asked as he held her across his arms.

She nodded, "I think so."

"Okay then," he replied and placed her feet on the ground.

Mauve yelped as her feet touched the ground. Surprisingly, she didn’t lose her balance and her legs were shaky nor did they feel weak.

"Is something wrong?"

She shook her head and looked at him with a forced smile. There was no way in hell she could tell him that she could feel him pouring out of her.

"I am fine," she mumbled.

The words were barely out of her mouth when she took off her dress. Jael looked like he wanted to help her but before he could even touch her she rushed to the tub.

She sank in as soon as she got to the tub. The water was warm and she couldn’t help but moan softly as it warmed her tensed thighs.

Jael followed after her and stopped beside the bath. He squatted down and stared at her with bright eyes.

"If I knew you were bustling with this much energy, we would have definitely gone for round two." He smirked.

She glared at him and he chuckled. He stood to his full height and took off his pants. He discarded it without paying attention to where he tossed it.

"Scoot," he ordered.

Mauve raised her head to look at him and immediately regretted the decision. If she had been sitting up a little higher, he would have poked her forehead.

She quickly bent her head and made room for him even though it was obvious that the tub was too small but she didn’t want him standing over like that while they argued about it.

Besides, if she tried to argue he would most likely win, this wasn’t the first time.

He sat down behind her and pulled her closer to him so she had no choice but to lean on him. He moved all her hair to one side, exposing her neck to him.

He ran his hand down the side of her neck and Mauve felt the sensation travel to her lower back. She tried to keep still, knowing that he would take any reaction from her as a go-ahead.

"Was that too rough?" He asked.

She shook her head.

"And your arm?"

"Good as new." She replied, he sounded so concerned, she couldn’t help but smile to herself at his words.

"What about your throat?"

"My throat?" She asked, turning slightly to look at her.

"Yes," he mumbled, kissing the side of her cheeks. "You were screaming so loudly as you begged me for more that I thought you’d lose your voice."

"I wasn’t screaming," Mauve cried as she looked away from him.

She couldn’t believe she thought he was only concerned, of course, he was going to tease her.

"Are you sure you weren’t?" He asked and licked the side of her neck.

"Jael," she called, her voice sounding muffled. She felt him harden behind her and her eyes widened.

"You didn’t reply. I asked if you were sure." He slightly bit into her earlobe with his fangs.

Mauve closed her eyes as she tried to remember what she was supposed to be sure about but his tongue on her neck kept distracting her.

She felt his hand move and he cupped her breasts with both his hands underneath the water and quivered against his touch.

He held them gently as his fangs grazed her neck. She arched her back and moved her neck to the side giving him even more access to her neck.

She could tell he was hesitant but she had no problem giving him her blood. What other role did she have? Nevertheless, she knew if she had a choice, she wouldn’t stop him.