The Beast's Wife

5 #sweet

"I need you"
The vampire said to her laying body on the huge bed.
He watched her sleeping innocently there, her beautiful figures tempting him. He didn't understand what have happened to him.
When he was behind her, the scent of her perfume, the scent of her body and the scent of her fear all mixed together as if hypnotized him, he lost control of his senses, body and mind, he lost his insanity and unwillingly drank from her, and if he didn't woke up from that state, the girl would've died between his arms, just like that; though, he never lost control before.
It was so strange and so confusing, how this little fragile thing made him lose his mind just like that, just by been in his presence.
He couldn't stop thinking about her since last night and how beautiful she looked underneath him, under the moonlight that caressed all her curves, that made her tears glow and her face expression that read pure pain, made him want to take her in his arms and protect her, not eat her but protect her, that odd desire made him look like a fool in front of his people and he -surprisingly- didn't care less about them for the first time, took her for shelter instead of food.
Speaking of which, her blood had such a strange taste, he never tasted blood like hers, it made him wonder the secret behind this little broken thing.
"I want you" he said caressing her cheek softly.
He approached her face and planted a soft kiss on her lips, those pale lips of hers reminded him of that kiss he gave her last night.
It was As if a miracle happened, it tasted like victory and glory, like happiness and love. He thought.
Sweet he said to himself, kissing her forehead and watching her sleep.
She lost conscious after he drank from her, her power and blood almost draining from all her body, he felt bad about it and the strong vampire founded himself feeling scared of losing the human, so he watched over her that night even thought he had lot of business to take care of, but he preferred watching her sleep rather than anything else in this busy world.
She made him happy, happy for the first time, and alive.

The vampire spent the hall night watching the woman sleeping on his bad, he spent it wisely though, reading her dreams and her body.
Her skin was pale but not as pale as the vampires, it was perfect for his taste and every here and there; her body had cute moles spreading in sexy places, she wasn't skinny nor fat, just perfect.
Her hair was long, and men liked women with long hair, it has a bright color that made her oval face looks smaller and cuter, she had a little cute nose that turned red whenever her temper changed, her eyebrows were a bit thick giving her a look of a goddess, those parted plumped pink lips, breathed slowly to the beat of her little heart.
Her nails were painted pitch black. My favorite color he thought
And black suits perfectly her skin he agreed to himself, a slight smile taking place on that flawless face of his.
Her chest, her butt, her thighs, her shoulders and her neck he thought.
So tempting, so feminin, so beautiful and graceful he traveled his index on her body, closing his eyes, feeling her warmth greeting his cold skin.
The woman moaned to his touch and moved closer to him, his smile grew bigger, now playing with her hair. She moaned again and he felt his mouth drying, he wetted it with his tongue, biting his lower lip.
She moved again, laying on her back both her hands on her stomach, her neck and her cleavage giving him a full view of her black bra.
His eyes traveled her easily, then he saw the mark of his fangs on her neck, a little of dry blood on it. He mentally punched himself and cursed himself for his weak moment.
His face approached hers, still sleeping peacefully. He lowered his chin, his gaze on her, then he leaned closer to her cicatrix, licking it, licking the drained blood from it, savoring it while groaning from pleasure.
He backed away, and now the cicatrix is no longer there.

Vampires are supernatural creatures that has supernatural powers, they are believed to be the sons and daughters of Satan, but they are something more.
Their blood can cure cancer, just like their saliva, they sees in the darkness and can hear from kilometers away, if they get injured; it heals less than sixty seconds, they are very fast; faster than anything, faster than light, they can read minds just like demons, dreams and nightmares, if they wanted to they would travel them too, penetrate their mind and play with their thoughts, they can even hypnotize.
To survive they drink blood, but not any blood, human's.
They doesn't age and lives forever, they won't die from a bullet nor a sword, superstitions believes that they can be killed by planting a stick right in the heart, that would perfectly kill an normal vampire but there is the pure bloods, the ones that had royal pure blood in their veins and am afraid that they can't be killed just by a wooden stick.
Formerly, humans were their slaves, that was before they rebelled and fight them; kill them.
They used a rare metal called The Hajra that exists only in Africa, they melted it and made weapons, killing the royal family.
unfortunately, vampires died one by one, hopelessly with unmerciful ways. there pets killed them, and the one that survived had no other choice but to hide from them, humans gain the war and had even the audacity to lie about their existence, denying the truth that humans used to be nothing but pets.
Now, the true question is: does vampires exist? And the answer is yes, they're hidden underneath us, everywhere in the world, they have their own. underground, even under the seas and oceans, they're not afraid, oh no far from it, not afraid of humans, they are just waiting, waiting for the perfect moment to attack, to win their title back, to prove that they exist, to rule and rise.
To prosper.

The vampire looked satisfied with his work, he glanced at his phone and cursed under his breath, he had lot of work to do?
Darkness drowned the place and he withdrawn leaving the woman embracing his sheets.

As he stepped out the bedroom, closing the doors he heard familiar annoying footsteps approaching from him, he let out a pure frustrated breath escape his lips and turned slowly to find a sexy looking redhead with yellow eyes wrapped on a red fluffy towel.
"What now?" He snapped causing her to lose her balance but managed somehow to keep on her feet.
The once happy woman became now scared and pleading.
"I'am s-sorry my grace, I was wondering where you were" she said her eyes low, looking at her feet.
"I no longer need you Cilia, you are dismissed" he simply said with a cold tone.
"Your desires are my commends your majesty" she simply said with a disappointed face and just disappeared in the darkness.