Chapter 78 78

Chapter 78 78


I continued until he came the second time and when I got tired, I slowly got off and faced him, using one hand to hold his dick while I positioned my self. I went down for a deep kiss that continued until I pushed him into me. 

Blood.

Was that a kink or something?this wasn't the first time we'd kiss and but each other's lips in the process. 

We both loved the taste of blood, the wince, the arousal that came with it.

I could just decide to bite Victor's lip one faithful Monday morning and he would get a boner.

That's the thing.

I tasted the blood, and felt the sting in my lower lip. He bit me. He continued sucking on lips like nothing happened, nibbling on the injured lips and biting it and then I giggled into it when I felt his hands grabbing my ass and squeezing them.

The asshole freed himself.

Impatient, much.

He gently flipped me off and hovered over me, his dick still inside of me. He began thrusting, faster and harder, I heard the bed creaking under us, his grunts filled the entire room as he work his way inside me. I couldn't even say a thing, the pleasure was too much the only that came out of my mouth were silent moans and lamentations of why I used to think fucking an older man wasn't a good thing.

Curse me.

Another orgasms from both of us and he collapsed on me, breathing hard while nibbling on my ear. I giggled at the tickling sensation.

He groaned. “You little slut, you almost wrecked me.”

I laughed weakly, my eyes almost shutting as he rolled off me but still had his hand on my waist as if he was holding me from running away.

Goodness. 

I love this man. And I told him that.

I snuggled into him and placed a short kiss in his cheek before telling him. “I love you, Victor...” And I drifted off amidst him also confessing.

The last day of winter, or at least I hoped it was. It was morning but the weather felt too hot, and I kept wiping off sweat with one of Victor's old shirts as I cleaned up the empty space where my things once were.

There has been seven meetings, and it felt like I was being dragged back to Damon. The heat was approaching fast, and they wanted me with my husband, not with another man, even if he was related to Damon and also an Alpha.

I figured that most, possibly all of the council members hated Victor, and somehow it brothered me.

I picked up the stack of victor neatly folded clothes that had piled up overnight. He kept stopping by my room three or four times almost everyday, saying he was checking up on me or bring me food and snacks or unnecessary drinks I didn't ask for. It was ridiculous because it's literally heat season, and he kept asking for sex nonstop.

I walked into his room, which he suddenly started leaving open just in case something happened. He's such a bad liar.

He's such a bad liar.

I placed the clothes on his bed then opened his walk in closet and began arranging the clothes in their respective places

I was halfway done arranging his clothes when he returned from his morning run, which was unusual because Victor never goes for morning runs. He had a wide grin on his face when he saw me in his room.

Okay, he won.

“I did say you were going to need it open, didn't I” He remarked, sounding somewhat amused as he peeled off his sweaty shirt and pulled me in for a kiss.

Gross.

“You smell like someone dipped you into sewage. Go take a bath!” I quipped, tossing his towel at him. He caught it effortlessly and chuckled, heading into the bathroom.

Zara had gone back to Damon's house to tidy up my room and replace the things that got broken when Damon was being an animal. She took both my old and new belongings to arrange them before I returned. So, I freshened up, put on a new set of clothes, and waited for Victor to finish his business call so he could drive me back to the house.

Once he was done with his calls, he walked into the empty bedroom I used to occupy while I sat on the bed playing a game on my phone. He gently dropped a royal blue box on my thigh and crouched in front of me with a small smile.

“What's this?” I furrowed my brows in confusion.

“Open it,” he said, placing his hands on my thigh as if nudging me.

I carefully opened the box and saw a glittering diamond bracelet that came with its earrings. I almost shrieked at the sight. Was it real?

“Uh... This is a real diamond, Victor. Is it real?” I asked, my heart racing.

He cupped my cheek and placed a kiss on my leg. “Yes, it is. I realized I never got you any gifts, so I thought now might be a good time.”

This was the first time I'd ever been given an expensive gift, except from Cecil and my late mother of course, but from someone I had a romantic or high-level sort of relationship with? Nope.

Not even from my father or Damon.

I quickly put on the bracelet and threw my arms around him, kissing his neck. “Thank you so much, Victor.”

“Yeah, don't make it weird,” He chuckled and patted my hair before releasing me. “Come on, we've got a long drive since we'll be stopping at the mall to get somethings for you.”

I broke into a full smile, taking his hand as he guided me to the door. “We should also get ice cream; I'm craving it.”

“How about a pepper spray, I don't want Damon coming close to you if he gets horny, we're in heat”

I held back a laugh. Was he being serious. Damon has never and will never touch me. “Yeah, well, he'll be too busy with the festival or his women to even notice I exist, which is a good thing.”

“Okay, how about some new panties”

“Victor!! That's a private thing, I buy my panties, myself.”

“And I tear them whenever we have sex, so I don't see how it's a private thing...”