A Sea Of Bloody Hearts

№15|Forgiveness

-‘๑’-Book 1-‘๑’-

№15|Forgiveness
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Charles hummed a soft tune as he stroked Miriana’s hair. He looked over her shoulder to see that it was almost midnight. “My gods… it’s almost midnight already? Didn’t we check her in around 7pm?”

“Time flies when you're with your mate,” his dragon said, smiling at the scene. “Gods and goddesses she’s beautiful…”

“I know, she looks beautiful while she’s asleep.” He looked down to see her hands clenching his shirt. “Can you be more adorable?!”

“Char…” she murmured, “Charles…”

“Yes?” he whispered in her ear, causing her eyes to shoot open.

Her cheeks filled with color as she realized she was practically moaning his name. She buried her face into his chest. “That’s so embarrassing…”

“I think it’s cute that you dream about me.” Charles laughed, kissing her nose. “I dream about you too, ya know?”

Ah, his dreams. Not only was it the only place he could live out his deepest fantasies about his beautiful Heart family heiress, it was the only place he could mark her. With April inching closer and closer, his dreams were becoming an escape from the outside world.

With just one look at her unmarked neck, Charles could feel his dragon beginning to stir. He was more anxious than Charles to mark his mate. He licked his lips, thinking back to the wonderful dream he was having of his mate.

Her nails dug into his back as he pushed her up against the slammed door. With a sharp but pleasurable gasp, she bared her neck for him. Good girl. He smirked, groaning as her smooth body grinded up against him. Burying his face in the crook of her neck, he began pampering it with kisses. “You taste better than anything I’ve ever eaten.”

Her breathing became labored as his lips savored the skin on her neck, lapping up kissing wherever he went. “Char… oh gods, Charles!” She moaned as his hands found their way around her breast. “Harder…” She breathed, her dragon soon granting her wish as his grip around her breast grew tighter, prompting more moans out of Miriana.

So she likes it a little rough, huh? His smirk only grew. Pinning her hands above her head, his kisses trailed down her neckline. Occasionally nipping at her tender flesh, Charles chuckled at her gasps and moans. He loved teasing the women until she couldn’t take it anymore. He loved watching her melt at his touch just as much as Miriana loved watching him melt at her touch.

His hands gently massaged her breasts as a soft moan escaped her lips. “Oh Charles…” she whispered into the wind, throwing her head back. She smiled, closing her eyes as she took in the pleasure. “So…” she began as she raked her hair back, “you gonna keep kissing my neck… or actually mark it?”

The dragon growled, accepting the challenge as his fangs grew right before her eyes. Something about gazing into those sexy, sharp, canines made Miriana feel even hotter.

Diving back down for the nape of her neck, his sharp teeth grazed against her soft skin. With every lick, he purred at her delicious vanilla taste. His eyes flashed a light magenta as he sunk his teeth into her milky flesh.