His white hair was tied backwards, his white eye brows and serpent slit pupil gave Esmeralda chills inside. This beast in front of her could literally break her in two without breaking a sweat.
Esmeralda could not help but laugh at her thoughts, but swallow her spit fearfully when Vimdraolf kept approaching her with a face void of humor.
She flinched away when he got closer, but all he did was shove his hands underneath her body picking her up from the cold ground.
Esmeralda eyes were shut, she didn’t have the boldness to open them, let alone by mistake glance at Vimdraolf’s eyes. She had clearly disobeyed his order, and made him go through the stress of saving her again.
Esmeralda was already dozing off in her mate’s arm, but jolt open her eyes when she felt herself been thrown down, and in less than a second, her back crashed to the soft wooden bed cover in fur.
Now she was cornered, Vimdraolf stood above her glaring at her with a deadly glance. His eyes roam over her naked body, and they became dark filled with lust instantly.
He didn’t notice she was this way while carrying her. In his head swam multiple ways to punish her, and all his three beast’s backed him up.
Vimdraolf couldn’t control the low growl that flew out of his throat, and before Esmeralda could pronounce a syllable, he was in front of her, with his tongue inside her mouth. He didn’t give her time to breath, soon she was out of oxygen and struggle to release herself.
Vimdraolf let her lips go, and bend to take her breast in his mouth.
Esmeralda arc her back, pushing her breast forward. Pleasure burst within her, and her whole body caught fire. It didn’t hurt terribly like it did with Blake, this one was flames from forbidden ecstasy.
Esmeralda gave into her craving, and breath out heavily, but there was something different about this time around.
Vimdraolf was rather a little bit violent and more rough than other times, she felt like this was more of a punishment to her from him, but then again, it’s not bad to love your punishment.
They began another round of passionate kiss as Vimdraolf yank Esmeralda’s body closer to his.
He let his hand travel down and stopped as her got to her dripping center, Esmeralda gaped when she felt his finger go inside her.
She caressed his hair letting it lose, and she found herself wanting more. His every touch sent electric shocks all over her body. She would jolt up, bringing her body closer to his at every new trick he does to her.
Vimdraolf positioned himself, cupped her breast, and placed his fangs right on the same spot he gave her the mate bond mark. Inch by inch he entered into her breaking through her hymen at the same time biting that same spot in her neck.
Esmeralda screamed both in pain and ecstacy, Vimdraolf remained still letting her breath in, and get used to the pain before pulling out only to enter back with equal force. He retreat his fangs buried in her flesh, wiping away the blood pouring out. His Vampire beast hissed out in pain from her angel blood.
Esmeralda felt him shake above her, even at this, Vimdraolf didn’t pull out, her blood stung is hard, but it’s not enough to kill him.
Thrust after thrust, burst of inner explosion, innocent far lost, and shame far gone. Their sweat got mixed, Vimdraolf’s vein popped out, Esmeralda was able to take all of him, but she squeezed him hard. Every thrust was better and sweeter than the formal.
It was like a force that has built up in her wanting to be released. Their body moved in sync and each breathing, moans and grunt was like music to the other.
VIMDRAOLF!!!
Esmeralda could not help but scream his name releasing herself all over, and few minutes after, Vimdraolf followed her lead pouring all his seed into her.
He collapse on her, and when he felt her struggling underneath him, he rolls over to the side leaving her body.
Esmeralda could not move a limb, the only thing she could do right now was to breath, and that even felt like work for her. She immediately pass out from exhaustion, snoring out of tiredness.
Vimdraolf watched her sleep peacefully, he knew he had crossed a line he can’t uncrossed. He can’t help but feel that their lives won’t ever remain the same. She would suffer because she is mated to him, her life changed the second they were joined together by the gods.
Vimdraolf felt restless, he could scene her, the odd presence was all round, this can only mean she had resurrected, and soon she would make herself known. Nobody knows Amargo like he does, and knew she has a reason for hiding low till this time.
Vimdraolf was right, Amargo made her way to the cave where Blake lies, the same cave Vimdraolf and Esmeralda left moments ago.
Dark mist followed her, the air around her was cold, and particles of snow drop could be seen after her every step.
She fixed her eyes sight on her formal lover soaked in his own blood. Amargo picked up his riped out heart fixing the compressed heart back to his body, and laid her fingers for a while in that spot.
Her spell worked, and Blake was brought back to life. He couldn’t believe the woman his eyes were seeing, the woman in his front, the woman whose resurrection he was not sure of, and could have sworn that he would never set his eyes on her again.
His first love, the woman who brought him so much happiness, and the same time snatched away that happiness brutally for him, giving his spot in her life to another beast.
Is This How You React When You See You Long Lost Love?