《Loved By A Vampire King》Chapter 121 - Because I Love You
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WARNING : CHAPTER CONTAINS A BIT MATURE CONTENTS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK !!! (Lol, you will still read it, I know)
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Esme was a little back under his intense eyes that showed absolute hunger and lust. His slow cursing reverberated in the empty bathroom that sent a shiver in her spine. His gaze was intense engulfing each part of her body that made her knees going numb and weak. She contemplated in her thoughts for a while before looking up at his face shyly. She could feel that his inner demon was growling out to capture her body and soul.
Realising her provoking act that might have awakened the inner beast of him, she tried to divert his attention resounding abrupt and shaky,
" You.. you.. what were you gazing at like a big bad wolf? I was just showing off your remark. You seem like you are ready to devour me whole."
Aaron blinked before responding shamelessly,
" So what if I'm?"
Esme was speechless at his blatant flirt and pulled up the discerned nightgown gently earning a flash of disappointment from his eyes obliviously. Pushing his chest back gently, she urged gently,
" You should get out now. I still need to recuperate myself of your beastly assault."
Aaron's gaze tightened at the poking word of assault as he asked raising up his eyebrows,
" When did I assault you?"
Esme pouted and asked back challengingly,
" You didn't? You haven't even spared a single spot of my body, probably. Then what should I call it?"
Aaron smirked dangerously before answering back without hesitation,
" But why am I remembering that it was you who begged for more?"
Esme turned quite before her cheeks blushed profusely. It had always been him who ignited the fire inside her and always teased her until she couldn't help but begging for more. Coughing dryly, Esme sutured averting her eyes from his intense gaze,
" It.. It was just a momentarily lust, nothing else."
Aaron's expression sank before appearing disappointed as he clutched her chin forcefully making her gulp. Esme stared deep through his eyes before hearing his hoarse tone,
" Then tell me, why did you accept me as your mate? Why did you willingly accept my mark, huh?"
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Esme bite down her lips tightly and didn't like to answer him at that moment. He was forcefully grabbing her chin that made her angry at that point. She slipped out from his grasp and answered annoyingly,
" My wish! I don't wish to answer you. "
Aaron smirked before steeping closer as she staggered backwards hitting her back against the barstool,
" But I wish to hear from you, my little wife."
Esme gulped holding the wall aside and avoided his question stubbornly,
" But I wish not to answer you. You are only annoying me more. I'm angry now."
Aaron smirked admiring her pouting lips and answered pushing her hairs back seductively,
" I have my ways to hear your answer."
Esme was stunned before looking up at his lustful eyes cautiously. Just at that moment, she was trying to figure out his exact intention, she was startled letting out a loud gasp. Aaron roughly turned her body around as his undulating chest faced her back hardly.
Looking up, she saw their twisted figures standing aside gingerly through the mirror. Even though he didn't wear any eye catching outfit like other times, he still emitted the domineering aura that he always carried on. Appearing beside her fragile figure, the man particularly looked handsome early in the morning especially when his thin lips formed mischievous curvs.
Exhaling long breathes, Esme muttered nervously watching his thin lips coming down on her neckline casually,
" What.. what are you doing? Don't.. Don't you have court?"
Aaron whispered exhaling raspy breathing on her flashed skin,
" It can be wait. You decided to ignore my questions. I better retrieve my answer before going down."
Esme parted her lips to speak up but let out a slow whimper when the man nibbled her earlobes seductively,
" They.. they must be waiting.. Don't.. Don't fool around.. "
Aaron huffed and replied with proud arrogance,
" I'm the king here. What's wrong about waiting for me?"
Esme was speechless before knitting her brows slightly. Her gaze shyly dropped down when she spotted the intimate posture of them through the mirror.
She breathed heavily and felt his mischievous hands travelling upwards sensually. Closing her eyes shut in advance, she waited for the exact moment as her gown swiftly popped down on the floor revealing her body naked stard. A gust of cold chill brushed against her bare body as she breathed rapidly.
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Aaron smiled at her obedient sculpture and laid his eyes on the moisture oil that was placed over the barstool. Giving off a sly smirk, he reached for the oil quickly and saw Esme frowning hard in confusion.
Just a little bit more wifey!
He teased inside and pulled open the cork skillfully. Much to her surprise, Esme suddenly felt a warm liquor dropping down on her shoulder as she gasped feeling a different sensation and managed to spit out barely,
" Aaron.. what are you..."
" Ssshh....", he whispered beside her ears as she fell in silence obediently. Rubbing her firm shoulders gently, he whispered seductively,
" Let me help with your bodycare today as you have already accused me of assaulting you earlier. I should take responsibility. "
Esme held her breathing and cursed viciously " fuck with your care! I know that what are you thinking of." Unfortunately she couldn't speak it up loudly as her whole attention laid on the soft and sensual touches over her body.
She panted heavily and enjoyed his soft tiptoes on her shoulders rubbing and wringing gently as if she was made of petals. Nudging her bottom lips in, she gasped loudly sensing his hand grabbing one of her bossom hardly.
She whimpered arching back as he continued squeezing it gently along with his oily palm. Esme could felt thousand butterflies on her stomach as the area between her thighs was turning hot in arousal.
Watching her arching back in desire, he smirked continuing his massage and asked hoarsely,
" Tell me, why did you accept me? I want to hear it out."
Esme bite down her lips tightly and denied his question stubbornly muttering,
" I.. I don't know.. Aaahh..."
She moaned loudly as his both palms squeezed her breasts hard and rock giving her weird sensation that she couldn't help but squeezing her feet tightly.
Falling back her head on his shoulder, she moaned loudly as he continued squeezing hard until her nipples turned pink. Watching her defeated expression, he asked in a hoarse voice suppressing the urge of taking her in right at this moment,
" Answer me!"
Esme gasped knowing that she would shamelessly ask him anytime to fulfil her desire thus responded suturing,
" Cause.. hmm.. I.. l.. ove.. you.."
Aaron grinned foolishly but still decided to play further as his eyes shamelessly watched their desire filled figure into the mirror,
" Open your eyes and look at us. Then confess it once again louder, baby!"
Esme knitted her eyebrows disapprovingly and didn't want to repeat her words once again. She was too ashamed to watch their intertwined figure inside the mirror which might make her never look into the mirror ever.
Thus she shook her head slightly denying his order and receiving back a hard from his reddened face. Aaron groaned in a low voice as he was already struggling hard to suppress his arousal.
Biting down on his marking spot again, he twisted the hard nipples between his fingers hardly as Esme gasped loudly flashing open her eyes. Her face immediately turned crimson in shyness as soon as her perplexed gaze fell upon the dirty act playing inside the mirror.
In comparison to him, Aaron seemed much calm and joyful as he enjoyed the flashed figure of Esme quietly. Biting down her lips hard, she whimpered saying,
" Pervert! Let.. let go of me.. I don't want to watch.."
Aaron nibbled on his marking spot seductively and declared his firm decision,
" Just say it once.. I will let go of you.."
Esme gasped struggling to breath easily and saw his determination through the mirror. She couldn't believe that how this man could be the greatest king of vampires who has more absorbed desires like teenagers.
But what could she do? He was Aaron Richards who could never accept a No answer from anyone.
Thus she decided to give up and looked through his red eyes deeply through the mirror deeply. Nudging out her bottom lips, she panted before replying sincerely,
" Because.. I.. love you.."
Aaron paused in his nibbling before meeting their eyes for a moment blankly. A sudden course of joy surfaced through his mind as he roughly turned her body around.
Without uttering anything, he smashed his lips against her ones pulling her closer tightly. His other hand held her head tightly as he descended down deep inside her tongue stealing every bit of sweetness of it.
Esme struggled to match his rhythms before grabbing his shoulder affectionately...
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Just a reminder guys, the TGIF season starts from Friday. So the two chapters per day updating will be starting from this Friday hopefully. Enjoy hehe~❤️
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