Chapter 53 Thirst Fulfilled
Instead of sinking my fangs into Wisteria’s most handsome prince, whose eyes are now bright red, I choose to hold his gaze. It feels like years since he looked at me like this, since I felt his gentle touch again. I thought we’d never be this close once more.
My trembling hands rise on their own to cup his cheeks.
He hasn’t changed at all. He’s still my gorgeous prince, the one given to me by the magical mirror, the one who’d do anything for me.
I can’t help biting my lip as tears well up in my eyes. Why did I let myself hurt the prince who welcomed me with nothing but love from the moment I stepped into this confusing world?
I’ll never forget the first day I saw my prince’s perfect face. He was just as handsome then as he is now the first time my eyes fell on him.
I lower myself gently onto his chest, choosing to rest there so I can fully hear every beat of my prince’s heart.
“Have you forgiven me, Your Highness? Have you forgiven the sin of someone as lowly as me?” I ask him quietly, hugging him tighter.
My heart races uncontrollably as I feel the gentle rise and fall of the prince’s chest against me.
I feel his hand move down to me and start running through my long hair.
“Saera, do you think a lowly prince like me could ever not forgive the woman I waited centuries for?”
I burst into sobs at what Kaizer says.
He slowly sits up, supporting me as he goes. He takes my cheeks in his hands and pulls himself closer to me.
“The moment blue fire appeared in my dream and told me I’d be thirsty for you, I threw away my pride. I was no longer the feared second prince of Wisteria. That night, I accepted that I had a weakness I’d never be able to defeat.”
My heart beats even faster at his words.
“Saera Yvaine Merriley, you’re my strength and my damn weakness…”
I can’t hold back the tears I’d been fighting anymore. My Kaizer…
He takes my long hair in his hand and kisses it gently as I wipe away my endless tears.
“I’m a prince people look up to and fear but when it comes to you, Saera, my frozen ice melts away. The man in front of you isn’t a high prince at all, just a royal slave to the fangs of a beautiful goddess from the mirror…”
I close my eyes as Kaizer’s fingers gently glide across my lips. The candles around us start to dim; I find it hard to breathe, and every part of my body grows warm, as if I’m burning with fever.
“Kaizer…”
I clasp my prince’s hands with my trembling ones.
“Saera…”
I bow my head slightly and press my lips gently to the second prince of Wisteria’s hands.
“I swear that only the second prince of Wisteria will ever feel my lips.”
“I swear that the second prince of Wisteria is the only one who owns me. I am all yours, Prince Kaizer…”
When our red eyes meet again, he pulls me close to him quickly.
He’s behind me now, brushing my hair aside. He deliberately brings his wrist to my lips and we waste no time, sinking our fangs into each other at once. I feel like I’m going crazy as his blood touches my lips, every part of me overflows with joy as I taste Kaizer’s blood. I’ve never grown tired of the Ice Prince’s fangs.
It feels like years since I’ve drunk from him, we’re both thirsty for each other. I don’t want to stop, don’t want to pull my fangs away from him. His blood is the finest I’ve ever tasted; the blood I drink every day means nothing compared to this. Only Kaizer’s blood can satisfy my hunger. Only Kaizer’s blood brings me happiness.
I stop drinking first, while he continues to bite my shoulder. I run my hands through his hair as I feel him sip my blood. I don’t feel any pain from his bites, only pleasure spreading through my body.
“Kaizer…” I can’t help moaning his name. Damn it, he’s licking my shoulder. His hands are slowly making circles on my stomach. Fuck.
“You are mine…” he whispers in my ear as he showers kisses on my nape.
I can only nod at his words.
“You are mine…”
I gasp as I feel both his hands gently press my breasts. Oh Kaizer…
“Kaizer…”
“Kaizer…” I keep calling his name over and over.
His hands are wonderful, and my body enjoys every single movement he makes.
“Kaizer, I want your neck…” I say weakly.
His hands stop, and he turns me to face him. He opens his arms gently for me to hug him myself.
But as I look at him, his piercing eyes won’t leave my exposed breasts. Damn. I automatically cover myself with my arms, I still haven’t gotten used to this, even though he’s undressed me many times before.
“Every part of you is mine, Saera.”
He pulls me close again and hugs me this time.
I start tracing my lips along his neck, feeling his embrace tighten. When I spot my favorite part of his neck, I immediately sink my fangs into his skin. His blood is always so exquisite, addictive, and delicious.
All I hear is him calling my name softly. How I love his whispering voice. He lets me bite him several times in different parts of his neck, touching me and whispering as he does.
Damn, can I just never stop? My prince is so delectable.
I finish drinking, and our eyes are still bright red.
“I want a vampire child, Saera."