The blood mist carried Navina down, and she sat on the sofa beside the bed, waiting for his reply.
"Why do you want my blood?"
Navina looked at him with a knowing look, "What can the vampires do with blood except drink it?"
"Isn't it okay to use other people's blood?"
"No, if I could, I wouldn't come to you." Navina wanted to capture him and bring him back to the castle, but now she was hungry and weak, and his skills were a bit strange, so she was not confident that she could catch him.
Of course, she is not an unreasonable vampire.
"Ask for any compensation?" Morris felt that she looked listless and not in a good mood.
"If it's too much, we won't trade." I'd rather starve to death.
"Okay, restrain the vampires and prevent them from actively harming humans."
The dizziness came back, Navina propped up her head and looked at him, "Not all vampires can be called blood clans. Blood clans and vampires are different. The ones who are hurting humans now are vampires."
There are less than a hundred truly pure-blooded vampires now.
"I woke up to clean up those evil mixed-blood vampires." It's easier to feel hungry when awake, but you won't feel hungry when you're asleep.
"This is my duty as the king of the blood clan. Change it, what do you want? Wealth or power?" Navina closed her eyes.
"I have wealth, but power must be compromised at certain times."
"Forget about the deal. I'm going back to sleep." Such words were a rejection. Navina understood. After Xia and the others cleaned up the vampires, she fell into a deep sleep.
As he spoke, blood mist began to gather.
"I didn't say no to trade." Morris got off the bed, leaned forward, and rested his hands on the armrest of the sofa. "How do you want to get blood?"
Navina opened her eyes, a little uncomfortable with such a distance, "Conditions."
"If you want a condition, then give me a castle. I remember that the manor in the town of Shute belongs to the Alebraite family."
"Okay." Her fingertips touched his neck. He was wearing pajamas, and she could see his clear texture without having to rip it open. "Just a bite will be enough. You won't drink too much. Sucking a little blood won't complete the first embrace."
It smells so good... His blood must be sweet.
"Bite it." Morris leaned forward a little more.
Navina raised her eyes and met his. Such cooperation seemed like a trap, and the conditions proposed did not seem like conditions.
"Didn't Her Majesty the Queen mention it? Why are you scared?" he asked with a smile.
After confirming that he was not in any danger, Navina lowered her head, her bloodshot eyes shining, and knocked her teeth against his neck, her fangs piercing his skin.
It’s really sweet, finally there is blood that doesn’t smell bad.
It was only a momentary sting, and his body began to feel numb, and even produced a sense of pleasure, making him forget the pain.
Feeling the blood being drained from her body, Morris knelt on one knee between her legs, pressed on her, stroked the top of her head with his palm, lowered his eyes and concealed the emotions in his eyes.
Navina paused, and felt herself beginning to gain strength. She suppressed the urge to suck all his blood. After she had sucked enough, she stepped back.
Two small bloody holes appeared on his neck. Navina looked at his "weak" appearance and hesitated for a while. Then she pressed her lips against the wounds and the bloody holes quickly disappeared.
Feeling wet, Morris curled his fingers and pressed his hands on her waist.
Navina paused again, and used the blood mist to send him back to the bed. She stood beside the bed and leaned over to look at him. "What do you feel?"
After hugging her for a while, Morris felt a little sorry and said, "I don't have the strength."
Wanjiezhu: Just pretend.
Navina frowned. Didn't they say that if a human sucked a little blood, they wouldn't feel anything? Was she special or was he?
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