Purple Blood

Chapter 49

Joon blew out his breath, and Vi saw the tears that were threatening to fall. He reached over to his nightstand and handed her an envelope. She looked at him, and he motioned for her to open it. Inside was the key card to the alarm. "I want you to be happy. If that's not with us, then we won't stop you. There's enough money in your account that you and the baby can live happily for your very long lives."

She smiled; that's exactly what she wanted to hear. Vi jumped into his lap and kissed him; she could feel his hands on her back. Vi pulled back and looked at his confused face, "I love you, Joonie."

He gasped a little, "you do?" She grinned as she bit her lip a little and nodded her head yes. His forehead rested on hers, "I, I never thought I'd hear that from your lips. Thank you, my Queen. Thank you so much." He pulled back and kissed his Queen softly, "I love you; I fell in love with you when you were standing on that balcony telling everyone to fuck off."

Vi rolled her eyes. Of course, he'd remember that. She was so pissy that day; she didn't want to be dressed up like a living doll, and then she found out that her uncle wanted to sell her off. It wasn't her finest moment. He pulled her into his arms and laid them down. "It's still early. Let's get some more sleep."

She pouted, but he couldn't see. She rolled over in his arms so her face was against his chest. Vi brought her hand up and ran her finger over his chest. She was drawing nonsense. He grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed it sweetly. "Sleep, my Queen."

He let her hand go, and she ran it down his chest to the part of him she wanted to touch. "Are you sure you want to sleep? I can think of many other things I'd love to do?" Vi fisted him and then leaned her head back so she could see his face. "Like your fat cock sinking deep into me while your fangs are in my neck," she started moving her hand up and down him, and he was growing hard. "I could be screaming your name," she shrugged and sighed lightly, "but if you'd rather sleep." Vi rolled over with a smile on her face.

She could feel him hard between her ass cheeks; he was moving it slowly. His hand gripped her hip, keeping her still; his lips were on her neck. "Your sassy mouth, God, it gets me so hard."

Snort, "I noticed, but are you going to do anything with it?"

Off came her clothes; his kisses moved down her body, and it had her squirming. Joon grabbed her legs and threw them over his shoulder; he was devouring her, and Vi loved it. She started moving her hips, chasing her release. His large palms were wrapped around her legs and gripping her inner thighs. "I'm close," Vi moaned.

His tongue started moving faster, back and forth over her clit. Her body began to shake; she wanted to close her legs, the pleasure too much. But his grip wouldn't allow her to; he kept her spread open for him to feast on. She fisted the sheets, arched her back, and threw her head back. Her mouth was wide open, but no sound came out. When she fell over that peak, her body released its tension and sagged against the bed. 

He kissed her thigh, then quickly kissed her lips before softly kissing her belly. "I can't wait for this baby to get here. We've waited such a long time for children."

"It doesn't bother you that it's not yours?"

He shook his head, "No, not in the slightest." Joon lay down next to her. "Now, are you ready for bed?"

Vi pushed him over and straddled him, "Not even a little bit, after seeing what you can do with your mouth." She blew out her breath, "I can only imagine what you could do with your dick." She pushed his shirt up and kissed down his chest. He was moaning quietly, and it encouraged her to continue. When she got to his shorts, she looked up at his body, asking for permission just like he did. He lifted his hips slightly, and she pulled his shorts off.

His dick bobbed in front of her, pre-cum leaking out like a fountain. Vi lapped it up and he grunted, his hands were forming fists. He wanted to grab the back of her head; she could tell. Why he wasn't doing it, though, she had no idea. She opened her mouth and slid down as far as she could go. "Oh God," he whispered.

"Hmm?" With him still inside her mouth, his body shook. Vi saw his hand lift but then brought it back to his side. "Joonie, I don't know what I'm doing. So I need you to grab my hair and fuck my mouth. Can you do that for me?"

His eyes went wide, "are you sure? I could hurt you."

"Or you could do as I ask like a good boy and let me swallow everything you can give me."

His eyes slid closed, and he nodded his head quickly. Vi wrapped her lips around him again, her tongue flat against his hardness. He started moving slowly and shallowly. His hand was on her head, but he placed it there gently. She knew what he wanted, but he was too scared to do it, or maybe she was wrong; perhaps he wanted something else. 

Vi let him softly fuck her mouth, and then she ran her teeth up his length. She popped him out of her mouth, sat back on her knees, and looked at him. "Someone isn't being a good boy like I asked. Do you know what I do with bad boys, Joonie?"

His whole body shivered, and his eyes shuttered closed. "What do you do?"

So this is what he likes; she was about to have so much fun.