Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67437 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67437 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
It made the most sense.
Drinking the blood from Phinova’s body. . .kept me sick? But how. . .she is my queen.
Frowning, I knew it was obviously true.
But more important, did Phinova know that I would not be healed that way?
Phinova had ordered me to not drink blood from any mages’ flesh.
Meanwhile if the being was human, Phinova encouraged me to feed however I wanted, even to the point where I was stuffing my cock into their dead bodies.
But, when it came to blood mages, she had forbidden my fangs to ever touch their flesh.
Did you know Phinova? Did you want to keep me blind, deaf, and mute?
A wave of bitterness washed over me.
No. Do not be mad.
I shook my head, not allowing myself to think any further on that answer. To do so would shift me into a murderous rage.
That doesn’t seem like my queen. I will let Phinova explain once I force Ian to give her back to me.
Meanwhile, the blood mage stirred against my body. “P-please.”
I shoved out all thoughts of Phinova and put my focus on this healing being molded against me.
Regardless of the hows and whys, this blood mage had restored my health.
I studied her somewhat blurry image, eager to regain full sight so that I could see her even better.
The blood mage shivered against me. “P-please. . .let me go.”
Now that I had created the blood bond, I easily slipped my thoughts into her mind.
I cannot let you go. little one.
No. No. Her voice represented the sweetest sound in my mind. You are in my head. Get out. Get out.
Her fear strummed on the chords of my dark soul. It made my cock rock hard to feel her squirm and try to battle me.
You are going to be a lot of fun.
Her power pushed at me, but she was no match against my might.
I slipped back into her head. It appears your blood is my elixir.
She tensed and whispered in her head, W-what?
I curved my lips into a smile. You are healing me, little one.
No!!! Sadness radiated off her.
No? I quirked my brows, wishing I could fully make out her expression. You did not want to heal me?
You don’t deserve it.
To my shock, she pushed thoughts of my dying in various ways—hands ripping my heart out of my chest, several wooden swords stabbing into my chest, and even my head being quickly sliced off.
You are very entertaining.
And dangerous.
I like that you are dangerous.
I am going to kill you.
I have lived quite a long time. If you end up being the one to finally kill me, I inhaled her again and groaned. Then, it would be my pleasure.
She tried to raise that mental wall over her mind again.
Growling, I slammed my power against it, shattering that blasted wall into bits and pieces. Do not ever shield yourself from me!
She shivered against me.
From now on, there is nothing of yours that is not mine.
I bit into her neck again.
Aww. So delicious.
Her blood was glorious. The liquid turned me into a wild animal. I could not get enough.
A man spoke behind me, “We should be launching a surprise attack at the mages now, not watching the Quiet King get off. I have no doubt that they have had even more time to prepare than usual. I say we go ahead and begin the war—”
“We must wait for his command.”
“Gael, does the Quiet King look like he will be giving a command anytime soon?”
“If he discovers that you overstepped, then he will blow you into bits.”
Ignoring my men, I drank from this healing blood mage.
Stop. She whimpered under my fangs.
You do not like it? Perhaps, this will help. I thrust my hormones deeper into her veins, shoving sensual pleasure into her. The mage’s body rocked against me. I can feed and you can cum.
She let out a throaty moan.
How about that? I pushed the thought in her mind. Tell me what you want, little one, and I will give it.
Her body rocked against me again. I o-only want. . .freedom.
That is the one thing I will never give you. Anger surged through me. Tell me something else.
I want out of these chains. At least let my hands freely move.
I considered the request. Alright. Soon, little mage, very soon.
Like when I bit her outside, my head grew dizzy.
My lids began to droop over my eyes.
I do not want to stop drinking from you.
Groaning, I pulled my fangs out of her neck, rolled over, and sank back into that abyss of delightful sensations.
But this time it was not all darkness. Instead, the blurred vision of the blood mage ran through my mind—soft lips, gorgeous eyes, warm brown skin.
Her thought slipped into my mind. I am going to kill him as soon as I get a chance.
Intoxicated from her, I smiled and fell asleep.