The Vampire King's Possession
Chapter 291. Not A Sourpuss

Chapter 291: 291. Not A Sourpuss

"I was going to wait until the bath but there is no rule that says I can’t take you right now, right here," Jael said and slowly stood up from the bed.

She could feel his eyes on her as he took a step forward, they were literally burning a hole through her skin. She felt heat from his stare and it quickly spread through her body.

He stopped in front of her and lifted her chin so she had no choice but to look him in the eye. His glowing eyes met hers and Mauve felt drawn to him in a way she couldn’t explain.

He bent his head and Mauve stood on her toes to meet his lips. He wrapped his other hand around her waist to give her support. His cold lips touched her warm lips and Mauve relaxed into his arm as he gently took her lips.

Mauve clung to the front of his shirt as he kissed her. He deepened the kiss and she felt her balance falter. Her head was twirling and it was a little hard to keep track of her thoughts.

His hand on her chin moved to join the other behind her back, Mauve felt a tug and her dress fell down her shoulders and it didn’t stop until it reached the floor.

The room air felt lukewarm against her skin and she fought the urge to cover up, she was naked except for her top covering.

Without breaking the kiss, she felt his reach for her brassiere and tried to pull it off her. She could feel his impatience as he tried to undress her and she feared from her underwear, praying that he wouldn’t rip it.

The bra finally gave way and he slid it down her hands. He pulled away from her, breaking the kiss.

His eyes moved downwards and Mauve felt them rest on her chest a little longer before his eyes continued down the rest of her body.

She reddened, looking away from him. She would have tried to cover from his stares but he had her hands held to the side.

"Stop staring at me like that," she said, shutting her eyes tightly.

"I can’t help it," he said and slowly let go of her hands. "Help me out of my clothes," he ordered.

"What?" Mauve asked, her head flying upward as her eyes opened wide.

Jae smirked, "You heard me."

"We don’t have time," she said and turned away. "Wouldn’t it be faster if you got undressed yourself?" She asked.

"Exactly why you better get started," Jael smirked as his eyes went up and down her body, taking everything in.

Mauve glared at him, she was standing in front of him with barely anything on and the hot water was turning lukewarm, there was also the fact that if they didn’t get bathing now, they would definitely be late for the last meal.

He wiggled his brow, "The longer this takes, the later we would..."

"I know," she called out sternly.

With a red face, she took a step forward and stretched out her hands, she still had to stand on her toes to reach the ropes around his neck.

Jael refused to make things easier for her as he remained standing at full height even though it was obvious she was struggling. It was one thing to do this on a normal day but without any clothes on was too embarrassing.

Mauve moaned suddenly, an unexpected sound leaving her lips. Jael had rubbed his thumb over her nipple. She had been so engrossed in untying the rope around his neck that she did not realize what was happening until she felt the sensation move through her entire body.

She tried to move out of his reach but he grabbed her waist, holding her in place.

With a smug look on his face. "This is not going to untie itself and you’ll only be wasting time if you stop now."

"I won’t be able to help you out of your clothes if you keep touching me like that."

"Like what?" He asked with a straight face while his fingers carefully caressed her bosom.

"Jael," she called, trying to scold him but her voice betrayed her.

"Yes," he replied, his hand on her waist moving downward to her buttocks. "Your hands aren’t moving, Mauve. Didn’t you say we didn’t have much time?"

He grabbed one and lightly squeezed it. Mauve squealed, sealing her response. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to get some control.

"However, if you want to take your time," he whispered with a smug tone to his voice. "That can be arranged."

Mauve’s eyes flew open immediately, she glared at him with a flushed expression. Her lower lip slightly hung open as her eyes reflected what her body was going through.

Jael’s eyes flickered as he caught her stare and she could swear his fangs grew some more, right in front of her eyes. He drew in a breath and Mauve immediately felt confident knowing she wasn’t the only one having a hard time.

She pulled on the ropes with all her strength, if she was any stronger it would have ripped but at least it came undone. She dropped her hands to his waist and grabbed the end of his shirt.

She lifted it, revealing very pale skin and abs. Mauve thought to run her fingers over them. Surely, she could do that considering he still had one hand on her bum, it was only right.

"Lift your hands," she ordered.

Jael’s eyes twinkled but he did not attempt to take his hands from her body.

"Jael," she called in annoyance. "I can’t take your shirt off, it will be your fault we will be late."

"Sourpuss," he whispered under his breath.

"I am not a sourpuss," Mauve said, somehow the word annoyed her more than it should and she knew it was because he had called her this in a similar situation.

"Really?" He asked, his eyes glinting. Mauve could tell he was up to no good.

"I already said I am not, I don’t have to repeat..." The rest of her words drowned out as a gasp escaped her lips, followed by a soft moan.

"Jael," she cried, letting go of his shirt as she leaned against him for support.