“Oh my God…” Delia muttered in frustration.
She took several deep breaths.
Patience!
Watching Alexander’s behavior as he grinned while patting the bed next to him.
He even showed off his fangs which…
Strangely did not look scary to Delia.
From an anthropological perspective, it actually made Delia even more curious.
“Don’t you brush your teeth before sleeping?” Delia scolded as she plopped down on the bed next to Alexander.
“My saliva is magical.
So, don’t worry about brushing teeth,” Alexander was still grinning, showing off his fangs.
“Don’t grin too wide, your mouth might tear!” Delia teased, throwing a bolster pillow at Alexander’s face.
With vampire speed, he managed to catch the pillow before it hit his forehead.
He even stuck out his pale tongue, making Delia even more annoyed.
Hah!
Snore!
Wheeze!
Snore!
Delia turned around while cursing at the sound of Andrea’s snoring, while Alexander rubbed his ears several times.
“How sensitive are a vampire’s ears?” Delia suddenly asked.
Alexander was silent, his eyes rolling upward.
Thinking…
“Have you ever seen a drowning ant?” Alexander asked.
Delia nodded.
“Well, the sound of an ant’s tiny legs kicking in water is still audible to me, even if faint,” Alexander explained.
Delia’s eyes widened.
Amazed yet slightly terrified.
“And do you know what’s even more extraordinary?” Alexander asked again.
Delia shook her head, staring at the pair of blood-red eyes before her (they were sleeping facing each other, by the way.
Cute!).
“I can read the evil intentions of every living creature on this earth.
Instinctively, to be precise.
Then…” Alexander stopped.
Did he need to explain that he could also see the memories of the humans whose blood he sucked?
Alexander shuddered in horror.
Strange!
A vampire afraid of a human?
He imagined being kicked out by Delia if she ever found out, that even when she showered, what she scrubbed, and everything else, Alexander could see clearly through the memories carried in Delia’s blood.
“Then…
What?” Delia asked curiously.
“Hmm…
Let’s just sleep, okay?” Alexander evaded.
Delia dropped her head onto the pillow, closed her eyes, hugging the bolster.
But Alexander was still awake.
Slowly his hand reached out.
Framing Delia’s oval face.
A light touch on her slender closed eyes, then her nose, then her plump and thin lips.
When Alexander’s finger was right at the gap between Delia’s lips…
Grauk!
“Ouch!” Delia cried out, even though she was the one biting Alexander’s finger.
The mischievous vampire chuckled, covering his mouth, afraid that Andrea, who was already fast asleep, might wake up from the sound of his laughter.
“My teeth hurt…” Delia whimpered.
“Just watch, if I end up toothless because of you, I’ll put you back in the coffin!” Delia raged.
“I thought you were already asleep,” Alexander said, still holding back his laughter.
“How can I sleep!” “Why?” Delia was silent for a moment.
“I’m not used to sharing a bed with a guy!” she admitted honestly.
Alexander spontaneously hugged Delia.
One arm wrapped around her slender waist, the other stroked the girl’s hair.
Delia stayed still.
She slowly closed her eyes again.
Without her knowing, Alexander blew on her face.
Whether it was a spell or magic.
Perhaps both.
Because afterward, Delia fell into a deep, sound sleep.
Her breathing was steady, her eyes tightly shut.
“Dormi, amica mea.
Ne te somnia mala excipiant.
Ego te hic custodiam.
In aeternum,” Alexander murmured.
(Sleep, my love.
Don’t let bad dreams greet you.
I will guard you here.
Forever.) The hand that had been stroking Delia’s head went back down to the girl’s face.
Alexander uttered dozens of praises, but of course, Delia could not hear them.
When that hand reached Delia’s lips, his finger slightly parted the gap between those plump lips.
Fuuuh…
Something was blown into them.
Cold.
But calming.
“Tempting…” Alexander whispered.
He lowered his head.
Cup!
Once, just briefly.
Cup Cup!
Twice.
And this time, he lingered a little longer, savoring his kiss.
Cup Muaaach!
Three times.
Now, he even nibbled on Delia’s lips.
Licked them.
Sucked the top and bottom, then…
His hand moved.
Stroking Delia’s neck.
Then his kiss moved there.
His hand went lower, undoing two buttons of the girl’s pajamas.
“Challenging…” Alexander murmured.
His kisses descended, reaching the cleavage of Delia’s chest, where she was not wearing a bra.
There, Alexander extended his fangs.
A small bite, but deep.
He did not suck the girl’s blood, but something purplish flowed from Alexander’s lips into the wound on Delia’s chest.
Alexander’s eyes glowed briefly.
Then he closed them, and the red glow disappeared.
“Done,” he whispered again.
The blood contract was complete.
Delia’s blood flowed in his veins, and vice versa.
Unexpectedly, Delia let out a soft moan.
Soft…
And it was enough to awaken something that should have remained dormant within Alexander.
“Damn…
Too sexy!” Alexander could not control himself.
A wild, savage lust suddenly emanated from him.
He glanced at Andrea for a moment.
His glowing red eyes caused Andrea’s sleep to grow even deeper, like fainting, or being drugged.
Alexander returned to Delia.
He licked the girl’s neck.
Kissed it, and bit it lightly there.
Delia remained in a deep sleep, but her breath quickened.
Her eyes were closed, but her lips were rambling, moaning Alexander’s name.
“I can’t take it…
Uuugh!” Alexander groaned.
His fangs landed on Delia’s neck.
Blood flowed there.
He growled.
Then he looked up with blood-filled lips.
“Delia…” he whispered.
Delia’s eyes opened, but her gaze was vacant.
Her hand moved, reaching for Alexander’s neck.
Her chest arched forward as if she were surrendering herself.
“A…lex…” The vampire creature went wild.
Pouncing on Delia.
Ransacking the bed and the neatly arranged blanket.
He growled several times.
Kissing Delia brutally.
The girl’s face was even stained by the blood Alexander had sucked.
Lips…
Nose…
Neck…
Cheeks…
Then, chest…
Her hardened peaks became tiny candies for Alexander.
He suckled like a thirsty baby.
Delia moaned, groaned, even her vacant gaze became hazy.
“A…lex…” “Stop it…” Alexander murmured.
“Don’t call my name again.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself…” “A…” Before Delia could say his name, Alexander silenced those tiny lips with a kiss.
The sounds of lapping and licking were even audible.
Fortunately, Andrea was truly fast asleep.
Otherwise, they might have been married off that very night.
Alexander’s hand grew bolder.
After Delia’s twin springy mounds became his playthings, that hand now descended down Delia’s stomach.
There, he played for a moment while caressing the girl.
Then, that hand went lower, about to play between her legs.
A little more, and the cover was about to be lowered by Alexander, but…
“Please don’t…
I beg you…” Alexander gasped.
He snapped back to reality.
He cursed himself for losing control.
He had been reckless!
With trembling hands (if a real vampire can actually tremble), he rebuttoned Delia’s pajamas.
Tidied the bed and blanket, then hugged Delia’s sleeping body tightly while murmuring “sorry” countless times.
This was the last time.
He must not lose control again.
Because if he did it again, he would surely hurt Delia.
That night, Alexander stayed awake with guilt petrified in his heart (that is, if vampires have hearts, hehehe).