Chapter 47: Blood rushed through her body, pumping faster into her veins as he drank. She felt so full-she depended on him to drain her, or it would become really uncomfortable. In the distance, another scream broke through the night. Then another. And another. A deep, pleasured growl rumbled from Lord Vladya as he drank greedily. Moisture dripped down her thigh, staining his breeches. The pressure inside her grew unbearable. She needed release. "Please," she whimpered, her mind clouded, her senses overwhelmed. Lord Vladya shook his head briefly and continued feeding. "I need you inside me," she begged. He drank until his hunger was satisfied, ignoring her pleas. Then he sealed the bite mark and stepped back. When their eyes met, she saw the same arousal reflected in his gaze. Why would he deny us both? "I ache so much, Vlad," she cried, pressing closer to him, a moan escaping her lips. "Please, give me the pleasure of your manhood. I need it so bad." He pressed a tender kiss upon her forehead. "It is the delirium speaking, Merl. You love your bondmate, and you do not wish to hurt him that way." "No, no, I want you. Henry knows that I am your bloodhost. He understands and accepts what it means," she protested. "But you will hate yourself after the hunger is sated. It is not acceptable, my dear," his voice was strained, but he pulled away. "We need to resist the pull. But I will help you." Merilyn cried out, tortured. The need to satiate her burning arousal was so intense that tears welled in her eyes. She humped against his thighs, hard and desperate, rubbing her throbbing clitoris against his leg, gasping with pleasure, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Your next favorite is on gⱯlnσν????????s．????o???? "That is it, dearling. Ride it out. Allow it to pass through you," he murmured, cradling her waist, gently supporting her swollen belly. Merilyn cried out as her orgasm cascaded through her, like the sweet, gentle waves of a serene ocean. Her body gradually stilled, eventually leaning against him. Lord Vladya embraced her, offering her stability and solace. "Feeling better?" he asked after some time. Merilyn blinked hard and winced. "A little. Thank you for maintaining control." "As if I would allow you to do something you would regret." No, he would not. This was the male she used to have feelings for-she loved him for so long. If only fate had not been so cruel to them. A soft smile graced her lips. "I must now return to my Beloved, lest we both succumb to this desire." Lord Vladya reciprocated her smile. "Indeed, that seems wise." He released her gently. "As you depart, please summon a maid for me. It matters not which one." That would not be difficult. Every female vied for the slightest bit of attention from Lord Vladya. They competed ardently for a chance to gain his favor, even to the point of fighting among themselves for a place in his bed. As Merilyn departed from his chambers, the echoing screams continued to pierce the air. Relentless. Agonizing. Her heart swelled with pity. For whoever it was to scream this way for hours on end, the sexual act must not have been too pleasurable for her. Poor child. Grand Lord Zaiper is at it once again, isn't he? Or, is it the feral king? THE FORBIDDEN CHAMBERS In the early hours of the morning, the king beast lay curled in its favorite corner. Deep, contented purrs filled the air as it slept. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!