“I’m too tired to cook,” she said without opening her eyes. “I can't walk after what you did to my ass.”
I slid my hand from her waist to grip her ass cheek and jiggled it until it wobbled beneath my fingertips. The next time I sucked her blood out, it would be from her gluteal artery. The thought of sucking on her ass made my dick stir.
“Your fine ass took it’s first fuck like a champion gladiator. You should be proud.”
“I didn't get much of a prize for it, Master,” she said, massaging her fingertips at the nape of my neck.
“How dare you? Females love my cum as a reward, humans and vampires,” I said lazily because I was enjoying the feel of her fingers massaging me.
Her eyes snapped open, and she narrowed them on me.
“You probably need to use your hypnotising shit to reel them in first,” she said with an acerbic tone.
“My, oh, my, is my little fuck slave jealous?”
Holy shit. She was.
Her heartbeat got a little faster, and any tiredness vanished from her expression as she glared at me. I wrapped my fingers around her neck and pulled her towards me until our foreheads touched. My eyes bore into hers.
“My family means everything to me. You will be the mother of my children. I am not a pathetic male who would do anything to harm or betray his family,” I said, but I left out the fact that I was obsessed with her in every way possible.
Her lips parted, and her eyes widened in shock.
“Oh,” she said before her face softened.
I placed my thumb under her chin, lifted her face, and kissed her softly.
“It doesn't change the fact that you're my lifelong fuck slave. Perhaps in a few hundred years' time, you could be upgraded to fuck bunny status,” I murmured.
“You blow my mind away, and not in a good way,” she said, putting her palm over my face.
I bit into her flesh beside her thumb, but I didn't draw blood. When I pulled her hand back, I could see the groove marks of my teeth on her skin. I licked over them before I lifted her off me to seat her beside me.
“You finish off bathing. I will be back soon,” I said, glancing at her black collar.
I had a slim, rich golden collar with ‘Property of Alaric’ engraved on it but in ancient Greek. It would be surrounded by a floral design and embedded with diamonds. It was one that she wouldn't be able to remove.
She nodded and reached for the washcloth as I stood up. Her mouth fell open when she saw my erect dick. The fact that she didn't feel it beneath her attested to how tired she was. I wrapped a towel around my waist before I ended up fucking her again because her hungry eyes were on me. I didn't know who to thank for my blood mate, but I was grateful to have met her when I did. I might not have returned to that gallery for a year or two.
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I pushed the bedroom door open with my foot and entered to see Gemma lying on her back in the middle of the bed. Her head popped up to look at me before she sat up.
“What's this?”
I put the tray beside her.
“You need to eat,” I said in a gruff voice.
“You said you didn't know how to cook.”
“I looked up a simple recipe,” I said, my patience running thin.
She finally lifted the toasted sandwich and bit into it. It looked darker than the one in the picture, but hopefully, it would taste okay. I sat on the bed and watched her chew the meat, cheese and red pepper sandwich.
“It tastes better than it looks,” she said after she swallowed her food.
I grinned widely at creating something she enjoyed.