The Vampire King's Possession
Chapter 679. A Few Things

Chapter 679: 679. A Few Things

"When did you decide this?" Mauve asked as Jael closed the door to his bedroom, barely able to hide her excitement. "Why didn’t you tell me?" She wasn’t angry about this in the slightest. She absolutely adored the surprise.

"And ruin the surprise?" he asked as he grabbed her waist.

"I just knew you would say that," she laughed.

"Ah, are you saying I am predictable?" he asked.

"What? Of course not. Most times, I am shocked by what you do."

Jael’s brows furrowed. "I can’t tell if that is a good thing or not," he replied.

Mauve laughed and stood on her tiptoes, and Jael understood immediately, bending his head to give Mauve easy access to his lips. Her lips were soft as they touched his, and Jael let himself soak in it, gently deepening the kiss. By the time she pulled away, Mauve was flushed and her chest was heaving.

Seeing her like that sent all his blood to his lower body, and Jael undid his hand from her waist to stop himself from getting ideas, which mostly included tossing her on the bed and having his way with her. But he had to be careful. Knowing that Mauve was currently carrying his child meant he had to contain his urges.

He moved his hand to her wrist and pulled her to his bed. He sat down and placed her across his legs. Mauve’s legs dangled as she sat down, resting her head on the side of his neck, and Jael wrapped his arms around her waist.

"The next couple of days will be very busy," he mumbled, "and crowded too, just as crowded as it was the first time you came here."

Mauve nodded. She wasn’t worried; she was sure that as long as she was careful, she would be fine. But more importantly, Jael wasn’t letting her roam the halls alone, and Mill wouldn’t leave her alone in her room.

"You don’t mind?" he asked.

"Of course not. Rather, I am excited. It is a party in our honor."

"Well, in your honor, as I will be announcing and introducing you," he turned his head, and Mauve lifted her head to meet his eyes.

"I am very honored," she smiled brightly.

"Don’t say it like that. You deserve it. I was going to take my time. You are just recovering; I didn’t want to stress you out, but a few things made me realize there is no harm in announcing this as fast as possible. That it is most likely best this way."

"What were these few things?" she asked as she fiddled with his ponytail. She didn’t seem very aware of this.

"You want to know?" he smirked.

Mauve paused and met his eyes. "Yeah," she mumbled, pulling her hand away from his head.

Jael acted as though he wasn’t bothered by this, but he wanted her to touch him some more. "Well, one of them is this," he said and lightly rubbed her stomach.

Mauve frowned and placed her palm against his. "What about this?"

Jael chuckled, "Don’t frown so intensely. It isn’t something bad," he mumbled.

"Oh, well, tell me already."

"Fine," he smiled. "The farther along you are, the easier it will be for vampires to tell you’re pregnant, even before your stomach starts to show. I wanted to avoid that. I figured that would be even more overwhelming for you."

"Oh," Mauve smiled at him and hugged him. That was very considerate. She already felt pretty overwhelmed by what was happening lately. Lord Levaton and his daughter had not taken the news very well, and their reaction had been a bit hard to ignore. She could only imagine the horror when they found out that she was also pregnant.

Jael hugged Mauve back. This was partly the reason he had decided to do this, but it wasn’t really the major one. The major one was the blatant disrespect she had gotten from Levaton and Jevera. It was unacceptable. She was his mate, for hell’s sake; she needed to be treated in that manner, and it was pretty clear that unless he did the needful, it would remain so. Not acknowledging Mauve himself was no different from not accepting that she was his mate.

Mauve pulled away from Jael and lightly kissed him. She pulled back and met his eyes, then kissed him again, this time deepening the kiss and slowly wrapping her arms around his neck. Jael was hesitant at first, but it didn’t take long to pull him in.

Jael tried to stop Mauve, but when she straddled him as he sat on the edge of the bed, he completely forgot why this was a bad idea. His hands instinctively settled on her hips, her soft touch and eager kiss melting away the reservations he’d tried to hold onto.

Her fingers tangled in his hair and Jael had to fight to hold back. The warmth radiating from her and the gentle weight of her on his lap were intoxicating.

"Mauve..." he murmured against her lips, his voice barely a whisper. She pulled back just enough to look into his eyes, the playful glint made Jael almost rip off her dress.

"Yes?" she replied, her voice low and breathy.

His fingers traced a line down her spine, and Mauve arched her back. It almost felt like he was touching her skin directly. She let out a moan, and Jael spun, laying her on her back on the bed.

Mauve could barely contain her shock, but Jael was already covering her in kisses as he hovered over her. Gentle, soft kisses he placed on her collarbone, slowly but surely heading downward.

"Jael," she mumbled as she squirmed.

He told himself a little wasn’t too bad, but Jael wondered if he would be able to stop himself in time, especially when she called him like that. He was ripping her dress as he went downward before he realized it, but shockingly Mauve wasn’t trying to stop him as she usually would.

He heard her tiny gasp as he exposed her chest to himself, having ripped her brassiere along with her dress. Jael drew in a breath as he looked at her, watching her buds harden under his gaze.

"Don’t just stare," Mauve cried, and Jael forced his gaze to her face.

"How can you say that?" he asked and lowered his lips. He blew air and watched it harden even more. Jael couldn’t help the smirk that escaped his lips. "I could stare at you all day," he whispered.

Mauve reddened even more as Jael slipped a nipple into his lips as if it was the most natural thing, but the pleasure she felt as his lips made contact was enough to make her forget the embarrassment of it.

Jael tugged on it, biting lightly with his teeth before letting it slip out. He continued on, gently kissing her. With her dress torn, it was very easy to get the rest of it off her, and Mauve lay on the bed in her naked glory. She brought her legs together, and Jael parted them.

At this point, his lips and tongue were on her belly button and were clearly heading even lower. When she felt his lips on her lower lips, Mauve could no longer contain herself; she grabbed his hair as she screamed his name.