Be a Heartthrob in the World of Horror

Chapter 74 Miya (III)

Chapter 74 Miya (III)

"Although some unexpected events occurred, resulting in the first human being worshipped by the followers of Salman not being a girl, Miya was quite satisfied with this. He liked this unexpected event and was happy to get close to this beautiful boy."

"Miya likes the boy's unique scent, his blood, his eyes, and his smile. When he was with the boy, he felt an unprecedented emotion, that is happiness and joy. Although he has experienced a long time, he has never come into contact with this emotion in the believers."

"He was addicted to this feeling and didn't want to kill the boy, so he kept the boy and let him accompany him day and night, inseparable from him. Even when he went to sleep, he would wrap the chain around his wrist, then transform into an adult and hold the boy tightly in his arms, not allowing him to leave him even a step."

“…”

Pressing Shi Zishu under him, the handsome black-haired man ripped open his collar, exposing his collarbone and chest. The chain around his neck had long been replaced with a thin silver chain, which rubbed against his tender skin, leaving a faint red mark, full of the beauty of torture.

The thin boy was wearing loose clothes with the hem lifted up. The smooth and delicate skin on his waist and abdomen was dazzlingly white, and his wrists and ankles were so thin that they seemed like they would break if they were pinched hard. He had black hair, snow-white skin, bright lips, and glass-like eyes with a faint light. He looked like an exquisite porcelain doll that would shatter if it fell to the ground.

Miya touched his face lovingly, then lowered his head and gently bit the boy's neck. His sharp fangs pierced the skin easily, and blood with an alluring aroma instantly flowed into his mouth.

This is the most wonderful and sweet taste in the world. The warm and dense blood slid into his esophagus. The sweet taste made his body tremble slightly. The appetite caused by hunger made him unable to control himself in an instant. He tightened his ten fingers and clasped the boy's shoulders very hard. A bruise instantly appeared on the skin under his clothes.

"Ugh……"

The young man frowned and groaned. His voice awakened Miya, who was sinking in blood. He realized that he had drunk a lot. If he continued to drink, his body would not be able to bear it.

He reluctantly got up, licked his bloody lips, lowered his head and kissed the boy's lips, kissing him passionately until the boy couldn't breathe. He let out a short hum and pushed his chest away weakly.

After kissing for a while, Miya finally stood up with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's wet lips with his fingertips, and said with a low smile: "It's been so long, you still haven't gotten used to it?"

“Haa…Haa…”

The young man lay weakly on the bed, gasping for breath, his cheeks flushed, his pupils filled with moving watery light, as if he could not bear Miya's passion.

His appearance made Miya's throat tighten again. He hugged him and kissed him for a long time before he got up from the bed, buckled the silver chain that locked the boy to the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "I'm going to be out for a while and will be back soon. Wait for me obediently."

The boy curled up on the bed with his knees hugged and closed his eyes exhaustedly. Hearing his words, he nodded slightly and then fell asleep.

Although Miya was about to go out, he stood there and looked at him quietly for a long time before turning around and walking out of the bedroom.

The moment he pushed open the door, Miya shed his adult posture and turned back into a boy of five or six years old. The believers guarding outside the door knelt down one after another to welcome him.