Purple Blood

Chapter 56

The guard nodded his head slightly so he didn't cut himself, "Good, now you will let him out before I draw more blood. Do we understand each other?" She pulled the knife away and smiled when he gulped and nodded again. "Thank you. What's your name?"

"Blake, your Highness, it's Blake." Then he turned around and unlocked the door.

Vi walked in, and Seokjin was standing there holding onto the bars; he had tears in his eyes. "Fancy meeting you here." He rolled his eyes a bit and smiled softly. She walked towards him, "Do you know how mad I was that you didn't come to see me when you woke up? I had such big plans for you. I was going to use my knife and cut that pretty skin of yours while I was riding your cock."

She had more than one reason for wanting to cut him; she'd been craving blood. She had been craving it but was too scared to say anything to them. His eyes flashed red, and then he smiled. "They grabbed me while I was sleeping; I woke up in here. I.." He started tearing up a bit. 

Vi reached up and palmed his face while she wiped his tears away; he leaned into it and closed his eyes softly. "What's wrong?"

He still wouldn't open his eyes, "I thought you changed your mind; I thought you had them lock me up. All I could do was apologize, but they wouldn't listen or let me talk to you."

"Seokjin," she whispered. 

"You are mad at me," he whispered.

"OF COURSE I AM," she yelled. More tears fell down his face, and then she realized her mistake. "I'm sorry. I'm not mad about last night. I don't regret it either. I'm mad that you thought I'd lock you up. Because you were apologizing, they did think that you did it." She wrapped her hands around him. "How could you think I'd ever lock you up?"

"We did it to you," he said quietly, with so much shame in his voice.

"Yeah, but I'm a better person," Vi scoffed. Then she reached for his hand and faced the guard. "I'm taking my fiance back to my chambers; if anyone even thinks of arresting him again, they will die by my hands. Do we understand each other?"

"Of course, your highness."

When he turned to leave, she grabbed his arm, which earned her a possessive growl. "Oh, and Blake, I'd appreciate it if you'd not tell anyone about who murdered the King. I plan on announcing that soon." 

He bowed with his arm crossed his chest, his fist over his heart. "You have my word."

He left and Vi turned to Jin and smiled, "I like him, I think I'm going to keep him."

Jin bared his teeth; he pushed her up against the door Blake just closed. His lips were on hers, ravaging them. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please, I.. I." He was frantic and she knew what he needed, she turned her head and stretched her neck. He bit her, and he started feeding.

Her hands went around his neck and she fisted his hair at the nape of his neck, she was moaning and his hands were holding her hips so tightly. "Seokjin, we can take this to my bed if you want?"

He licked her neck and picked her up; they were off to the room faster than she thought possible. Vi was tossed on the bed, and he disposed of her clothes. Then his were off, his mouth was on her devouring every inch of her. Moans were constantly leaving her lips; when she came down from her high, he was kneeling on one knee in front of her on the floor.

Vi raised her eyebrow, "what are you doing?"

"You told that guard I'm your fiance, but I haven't properly asked. I want to, if you'll let me." She nodded yes, and he smiled, "I don't have a ring, but that's because we all picked out the one Joon gave you. But Violet, will you be my wife?"

"I'm not sure, Seokjin. You did think I had you locked up." He glared at her. He wanted to say something, but he bit his tongue. "Yes, I'll marry you."

He jumped up and practically tackled her. "Thank you. I love you so much." Before she could even say anything, he kissed her. She pushed him back, and he went willingly. Vi crawled on top of him and smirked.

"How much do you love me?"

"With everything I am."

She stroked his face while her other hand was over his heart. "Then I want something from you, but I'm afraid you'll tell me no."

He sighed, "I drove you to another country so you could murder your Uncle. It's safe to say that I can't tell you no by now."

"The baby wants something," she whispered while her finger traced down the vein on the side of his neck.

He sighed again, "She's been telling me for a while, but I knew you didn't want that."

Vi leaned down and kissed him softly, "But I have been wanting it, badly." She snuggled into his chest, "I just didn't know how to ask."

His arms wrapped around her, and he rubbed her back comfortingly. "Well, you are already imprinted to three of us, so you can drink our blood without imprinting with anyone else. Unless you were serious, and that's what you want?"

"Would you be mad if I did?"

He shook his head no, "Jealous, yes. But not mad."

"And just why would you be jealous?"

"I don't want anyone else to have any special connection to you. It was bad enough when those two did it." Then he sighed, "I know I can't think like that. You aren't mine; you are all of ours."

She grabbed his hand and placed it on her tummy, "but she's yours, only you have the connection with her and me."

He rolled over to face her; he kissed her so sweetly. "Take it, do what you want, what you need."