Like drinking poison to quench thirst, the blood on the tip of the tongue flowed down the corner of the mouth in a thin line, which was then licked away by the unsatisfied, wet, and slippery tongue.
This sensation was too agonizing, and Scarlett couldn't help but tense her jaw. The next second, however, her lips and teeth were parted, and sharp teeth pierced into that soft spot, sucking incessantly.
The boy's arm was wrapped loosely around his neck, and he leaned against the wall, giving his entire body weight to the person in front of him.
Her messy red hair swayed and fell onto her fair cheeks, contrasting with the blush on her face, creating an extremely vibrant color.
Painful, pleasurable, intense.
On the battlefield, Scarlett was always an ambitious plunderer, a nightmare for his enemies, a greedy and savage vulture who ruthlessly snatched fresh flesh and blood, leaving no hope behind.
But at this moment, he was willing to endure the pain and become the giver.
Her delicate lips and tongue were pierced, and the pain gradually turned into a tingling sensation, which seemed even more unbearable than before. Her sharp brows furrowed, but Scarlett refused to close her scarlet eyes.
He needs to keep an eye on Vili.
Watching every change in his expression, watching him tremble every time, watching him... fall for me.
Even if it's just for a moment.
As dusk fell, during this one-sided feeding, the prey noticed the unusual noise outside the window first—the flapping of bat wings. A fleeting glimpse of white appeared behind the curtains fluttering in the wind.
That was Zephyr's messenger, his mouthpiece.
At the same time, they were also his eyes and ears.
Zephyr could see everything the bat saw, hear everything its keen ears heard, including... the ambiguous sounds inside the room.
Scarlett felt a little regretful; he should have drawn back the heavy curtain earlier.
But perhaps this alone is enough to warn any thieves who might be eyeing this unique treasure who its true owner is.
The sticky entanglement was accompanied by soft, panting breaths. In the intervals between breaths, Scarlett buried her head in the smooth, cool neck, letting the insatiable fangs pierce her veins. She groaned softly, her voice carrying a seductive nasal tone.
“My Queen…I think you should understand, what is it…”
A surge of mixed pleasure washed over him like a tide, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he paused for a few seconds before continuing:
"...Who can bring you more happiness?"
He could do better than Zephyr by simply giving him a tiny bit of blood and power.
Although they started from the same starting line... as Willie's husband, he had already reached the finish line first.
Vili didn't answer, only focusing on enjoying himself until the power filled his body. Then he lazily licked his throbbing wound, a perfunctory reassurance, but enough to make Scarlett's heart tremble and settle into solidity.
He still likes me after all.
This is what the prince thought when he was being sucked blood for the first time.
The large amount of food consumed over the past two days, all of which came from the power of strong individuals, made Vili drowsy. He would probably have to sleep for a few more days this time.
But this was exactly what Scarlett wanted.
When this grand wedding of the century comes to an end, Zephyr will realize that he never had a chance from the very beginning.
As for his lovely queen...
Scarlett lifted the boy into the coffin, pressed his thumb against the moistened red lips, but couldn't bear to use any force, gently stroking them twice, and stared at the sleeping face for a long time.
His desire throbbed painfully, staining the corners of his eyes crimson, yet he suppressed his pain with low, labored breaths. Finally, he turned and left in a disheveled state, but with a wave of his hand, he created an impenetrable barrier around the room.
It's okay, love never works out of logic.
So... I will forgive you.
-
When Vili woke up again, he was somewhat disoriented.
The coffin lid was not closed, and the room was dark, with no lights on. He could hear muffled whispers and listened for a while.
It seems that "Lansha" had finished making the wedding dress and wanted to let him try it on, but Scarlett refused, saying that he was still in hibernation.
Scarlett...
Memories surfaced from the depths of his mind, and Vili couldn't help but cover his burning cheeks.
It feels like I've been chasing after him to kiss me...
Vampires are so annoying!
But can't we entirely blame him? It was clearly the other party who intentionally seduced him…
Vili felt a sense of déjà vu about the scene, and suddenly remembered Zephyr from that day, realizing that things were becoming increasingly chaotic.
Thankfully... it was just a dream.
He took a deep breath and left the coffin. His ability to see in the darkness allowed him to immediately spot the portrait hanging on the wall.
The rich and vibrant colors outline the boy's appearance, yet cannot overshadow the radiance of his own face, making him captivating to behold.
However, standing beside him was a tall man with red hair like an inextinguishable flame. His pale hand gently stroked the boy's cheek, and he leaned close to the boy's neck, exuding an indescribable tension and possessiveness.
The next second, a cold, icy hand touched Willy's cheek from behind.
Who are you thinking about?
His tone was feigned gentleness, but it couldn't hide the chilling aura behind it, like a demon's whisper in hell.
Willy was not surprised at all. Instead, he withdrew his gaze from the painting and grabbed the increasingly restless hand that was pointing downwards.
"I'm thinking..."
He turned around to face the man.
"Lesen".
"..."
Scarlett was unexpectedly silent for a few seconds. For some reason, even though they were calling his name, he felt that something was not quite right.
"I would rather you focus on the people in front of you than on your paintings."
Generously turning the page on the incongruous chapter, Scarlett leaned closer to Willy, their breaths mingling and igniting an ambiguous flame.
But just as he was about to kiss the boy's lips, he was nimbly dodged.
Did you take up my room?
Vili cunningly changed the subject. A magical barrier enveloped the entire bedroom, and his once empty desk was now covered with countless official documents, the handwriting so thick that it made one dizzy just by looking at them.
"I just don't want to be apart from you."
As Scarlett spoke, his tall body loomed over him again, as if to become Vili's shadow.
“Our wedding is approaching, and you are my queen, my partner, my future… everything.”
“I think you should have the same thoughts as me.”
"After all... we love each other so much."
Like a venomous snake tempting humanity to depravity, Scarlett uttered countless sweet words.
"Or perhaps..."
He stood in front of Willy once again and looked him in the eye.
"You actually... have someone else you love?"
"..."
Did he find out?
Still don't know?
Vili looked into those deep red eyes and realized that he couldn't read his mind.
In this tug-of-war of love, Scarlett gained the upper hand for the first time.
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