BLOOD BOUNDED - THE MOONLIGHT - Eng - Castlevania Lords of Shadow (fanfic) PIII

Chapter 57

A feeling of dejavu washed over Marie, as she lazily blinked awake. She thus found herself with the pale face of her husband, still asleep. Apparently, at some point, her body had unconsciously found that place on his chest, in the hollow of his forearm, with which he embraced her. That was her side, the one she always used to sleep on after...

She rubbed her heated face over the meeting of his muscle, below his breastbone. Seeing the veins that crisscrossed just below, she expected his skin to be frigid, which is what characterized vampires. But it was warm, almost like when he was human. If it weren't for his new appearance, it would be entirely like they were back together, back in their humble abode.

Well, she also knew that her husband was "special" among his kind. He had shown it last night, hadn't he? He seemed to have no limits to anything he wanted to do.

Even the most intimate details, she reminded, between lustful flabs.

As usual, he had kept his promise to be patient, so she was the one who set the pace until every once in a while, there would be a "what if we try...? What if we...?" There was no way to say no, in the heat of the moment. Indeed, once she was completely comfortable, and the inside of her accepted him like, in those fiery times, the only thing she could do was demand him. The evil laugh never left the Dark Lord's face, deepening the more she claimed him.

She couldn't finish getting to care. Instead, she continued to demand him, like the inhuman sinner that she was. That is why, when the fangs dug into her skin, more than once, in several different places, she knew that it had been at her request, and only hers, and those, were the moments in which her ecstasy ended up exploding, again and again.

Maybe it was Marie who ended up fainting, she wasn't sure.

Of course, back to lucidity, she couldn't help but feel as if someone completely different had possessed her body, to say what she said, to cry out everything that came out of her lips, and to respond to the creature that pushed into her body with fervent impetus.

Strange memories of Gabriel amusingly commenting on similar details during their encounters in their married life made her think that perhaps some things just weren't meant to change.

And so, back to her husband's new facial features, she hid a giggle with her fingers. Fingers that she then slid over his strong jaw, in the act of catching some of his ebony hair. If she was honest with herself, she missed his olive teas and the scruffy light brown he used to have. But she could see him, the man she had always considered handsome, all the sinister things he could look like now, it didn't change that fact at all. Even the short beard he used to grow for her, as she liked it, now darkened, wreaking the same havoc on her skin when he brushed against her...

No wonder so many women kept trying to seduce him.

But, against all odds, his heart still belonged to her. How selfish she could be to rejoice in the desire of the man she loved, only for her.

Only yours, My Lady.

"Only mine," she whispered, reaching up to kiss him on her pale lips.

"You finally understood" Strong arms squeezed her so that she was completely on top of him.

"G-Gabriel... you were..." she held onto his shoulders, awkwardly.

"Waiting for you to make your move, precious" he winked at her, showing his fangs in that laugh that he was once again showing on his face, the one that she was already taking as his personal signature.

"Heavens" she demanded with a sullen face "if you think you're going to keep teasing me until you're satisfied, know that I'm not a shy girl anymore, I'm going to respond severely!"

"Oh, I am aware of that, my dear, but you are wrong about something: I am never satisfied."

She tried to regain some of her dignity, even in that posture, and pointed an accusing finger at him.

"That, dear, you made it clear last night, remember?"

He suddenly became serious:

"Something like that will be hard to forget, my love. Especially when my partner is also so difficult to satisfy. Made me wonder how you could deal with it when I was human." And so, his corners rose again at her dismayed expression. "I didn't have fangs then, you know?"

Marie was definitely not going to let him continue to overwhelm her with prying comments.

Is this how you want to play? Let's play then.

She leaned casually into his upper arms, her hands coquettishly placed under her chin, as close to his lips as her posture would allow, and it was she who smiled playfully at him:

"So, the Mighty Dracul has trouble dealing with the demands of his wife?"

He immediately caught her intent and bit his lip until seeing a trickle of blood.

"I don't know, honey. You tell me, you fell helpless in my arms when I thought you'd run out of voice. For having "been a while", your body seems to perfectly remember what our unwritten rules are."

"Did we have unwritten rules? Could it be that those rules still apply to the Dark Lord?"

"Not only are they applied, but I have noticed that we added some new ones."

"Good to know," she briefly placed her lips on his, where the incision had healed and the crimson trail remained, without giving him time to respond. "Since you are never satisfied, I might start to fear that this body is not enough for his... needs..."

"Oh, my Marie" he showed his fangs again "it is precisely this body of yours that keeps me insatiable, even so, I can swear, it is the only one that satisfies me, you see."

"My, my," she crooned, feeling the truth grow under her thigh, "how nice of you to be honest." She began to get up, with calculated slowness, to sit astride him, with his fiery reddish gaze fixed on all her exposed skin. "What can we do with such sincerity, dear?"

The dragon only held her hips, to keep them balanced, as she brought his erection to the hungry inside of her.

"I may be a bloody creature of the night" the vampire purred "but my partner is definitely the wildest of all."

Jujuju, I won't appologize uwu. 

Peace~