Loved By a Vampire King

Voice Of Love: " You are the holliest sin that I have ever committed ~Cedric Arnaldo Dixon"

RECOMMENDED SONG: Crazy In Love (Remix) By Beyonce ~?

Ayra's breathing froze for a while when his erotic words rang in her eardrums. She felt like a puddy in his bare arms, moved along with him like a controlled puppet and almost squirmed visualizing the scnario when he would touch her sensitive spot with his sinful hands. Even such lewd imagination brought layer of blushes on her plump cheeks.

Ayra fluttered her eyelashes blankly and looked here and there only to be heard that the dance was coming to an end. It meant that the bright lights of hallway were going to show up. In no way, she could present herself like this way in front of so many people. Furthermore, her fathers were nearby today. She really digged her own grave today.

Cedric wasn't in rush when he knew that what was going to happen. His broad shoulders perfectly shielded her torned clothes so that no one even could steal a glimpse of her treasure.

In no way, he was going to let others see what was rightfully him! Nope! Even if Ayra rejected his proposal, he was going to stick to her likely until she agreed.

Ayra's heart bumped like a midnight clock when the tune of piano was leading towards its end. Apart from accepting his generous offer, she had no other choice.

Her palms trembled lightly on his shoulders and voice came out little shakingly,

" DO IT! "

Cedric almost lost his sanity after her words. Her helpless voice and shaking figure was a perfect example of sexual invitation. He never felt such an urge of possesing someone. Before meeting Ayra, he viewed each woman as his playtool and never showed any mercy when it came to taking them as hard as possible. But towards Ayra, he was exceptionally gentle. Even he had no clues of such indifference towards her.

Cedric smirked in the dim darkness. If she thought that he was going to let her go so easily, she was fooled. Cedric encircled his arms around her slender waist more protectively in case she fell down and showcases her precious body to others.

After waiting for a while, Ayra got impatient when Cedric really didn't take any attempt. Just when she parted her lips to urge, Cedric replied shortly,

" Verbal communication!

Ayra was shocked to senseless when she caught the underlined meaning of his words.

Did..did he want her to say that ' touch me'? Why was this conversation taking a different turn?

Ayra wanted to mentally slap herself to believe a perverted demon like him. She restrained her fueling anger and growled lowly in his ears,

" You.. again..I am your soon-to-be wife. Don't you have responsibilities for me?"

The word 'soon-to-be-wife' brought a rare smile on Cedric's lips. In her anger, she forgot that her hasty words were actually encouraging a certain someone's perverted nature more eagerly. Cedric replied like an innocent toddler who didn't know what wrong he had done,

" Hmm? What have I done wrong now? I am merely teaching lesson to my soon-to-be wife. It is included in responsibilities too. Come on! "

Ayra almost died out of anger. She gripped his muscline shoulders hardly hoping that her long nails would leave marks on his skin but unfortunately he was too strong and taut. She wanted to shout at his face but knew that she was his only hope left now. Even Elizabeth was nowhere to be seen who could provide her a helping hand.

Fueling in anger for a few seconds, Ayra finally whispered those anticipated words reluctantly,

" Touch me! "

Cedric bobbled his throat awkwardly. Her low words resounded a source of temptation that hardened the little brother between his thighs invoulantarily.

Damn! What kind of spell this woman casted on him?

Cedric wondered with a stiff body and clenched jaw. But the main point of teasing the disobedient woman from his mind didn't fade away. He quirked into a devilish smile and whispered blowing hot breathing in her earlobe,

" With respect! "

Another gush of frustration coursed through Ayra's veins who dearly wanted to cry but had no tears. He was taking each opportunities of her poor state. Cedric stared at her embarrassing face delightfully. His arms were clenched tightly but the warmth on her skin was evident underneath the tips of his fingers.

Ayra couldn't wait any longer as she saw the rest of couples were heading for the final step. Her jaw tickled in anger as she blurted out between her gritted teeth,

" Touch me... Your Highness! "

Ayra almost slapped herself after those words and wished that she would never ever wear such tight dress. She was going to scold her mother for choosing such dress hard.Her words were like a reward to Cedric who grinned before replying short,

" Gladly!"

Ayra blushed snapping her head aside. She didn't wish to see what was he going to with her torned gown. Her eyes travelled on the dance floor attentively but her mind was stuck with the movement of his hand.

She felt him releasing one slender palm from her waist and creepted upwards through the path of her malden clothe. Her stomach clenched into a tight knot when Cedric rested his broad palm on her stomach for a while. His big palm was covering her stomach completely and a sudden imagination flashed across her messy thoughts.

How would it feel to have those hands on her bare skin?

For some unknown reason, her breathing started to turn raspy when he made his way upwards towards the discarded place. Ayra clenched her teeth harder not knowing what was going to happen but one thing she was sure that she would moan anytime.

Why the hell was she so responsive with him touching casually?

Cedric casted her a side glance and his devilish smile broadened when he looked through the restlessness in her expression. His palm didn't reach directly between the valley of her breasts. Instead he crawled up to her straight collarbone and started to travel downwards sending tingles on her skin.

When he paused abruptly over the top of her breastline, Ayra stopped breathing. She could hear her own heart howling in strange sensation. How she wished that he could do it faster! But he was delibaretly taking time as if he was sizing her breasts.

Cedric didn't stop staring at her as she wandered her eyes around blankly like a lost child. He smirked and continued dive further until his hand were down between her perky nipples. Without moving right or left, it just stayed like a slow torture. Ayra's body stiffened and she could feel her nipples turning hard.

Was she expecting something else? How could you think such perverted thoughts,Ayra?

She scolded herself but her body didn't obey to respond. Cedric finally dropped his hooded eyes on her chest that showcased how hard her nipples turning inside. Even her bra couldn't able to hide her sensual response from his attention.

Cedric spoke seductively,

" Should I take it as a reward Princess that you are being so responsive with me?"

Ayra closed her eyes off in shame. Damn! He saw through her changes. She panicked instantly,

" Hurry! "

Cedric chuckled lightly but continued rubbing the valley between her breasts like a precious treasure. His eyes observed her chest falling ups and down amusingly.

Having enough of her reaction, Cedric finally started to chant something in a low voice and started to draw line between her parted piece of clothes. His hands didn't stay at a place and wandered up to down in a rythemtic way.

During this movements, his fingers sometimes brushed against her hard nipples. Ayra curled her toes unknowingly and felt a light flick of liquor slipping out from the valley between her thighs.

She gasped lowly and turned crimson realising that how she was aroused by his mere touch. She solemnly prayed that Cedric didn't pay attention on it.

Well, it was hidden inside her clothes. He wouldn't realise, would he?

Ayra wondered and started to chew her bottom lips out of nervousness as he continued drawing lines on her chest. Soon after, the portion was joined together, perfectly sewed and showed no sign of tearing apart. Ayra breathed in relief when the cold air of dance floor didn't brush against her skin anymore.

Just when she thought that everything was come to an end, Cedric gripped her closer to his chest harshly. Ayra gasped tilting her head aside to see his face and saw him grinning evilly. His eyes were blazing in lust as if he had discovered a hidden treasure.

As she kept staring at him blankly, Cedric bent down his head a little in her right hear and whispered amusingly,

" Don't tell me that I have made you wet, Princess?"

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