Captive Slave 155
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Chapter 155
AEKEIRA
With infinite care, Lord Vladya settled the swaddled infant into the mother's waiting arms, who then passed the bundle to the hovering nursemaid.
"I am ready to nourish you. Allow me but a moment to assume the posture for the Sacred Ways of Old," Lady Merrilyn said. "There will be no need for that," Lord Vladya's voice was hoarse, but he cleared his throat, steadying it. "When you're in perfect health, we shall attempt it. Until then, the regular manner of feeding shall suffice."
The sacred ways of old? Aekeira filed the question away in her mind for her next visit to the library.
"Are you certain? I do not mind in the least." Lady Merrilyn smiled. "I worry about you, dear Vlad, a lot."
"You had major complications during the birth, remember?" Lord Vladya eyed her. "It's why you're on bedrest. I worry for you too, Merry, and I would do nothing to jeopardize your health. Now, feed me."
"As my master wishes." She extended her pale, slender hand, which Lord Vladya grasped, helping her to settle on the bed's edge. With a gentle sweep, she drew her hair aside, revealing the tender skin of her neck.
The feeding was as intimate as ever, marked by Lady Merilyn's moans of pleasure and the occasional low growls from Lord Vladya's throat. Aekeira felt a rush of arousal, flushed and warm, her body responding as though she were witnessing sexual intimacy. And when Lady Merilyn began to beg him to mount her, Aekeira squirmed uncomfortably on her feet, trying desperately to focus her gaze anywhere but on their intimate exchange. Lord Vladya denied lady Merrilyn's pleas, holding her still as he fed.
away, Aekeira felt uncomfortably hot, fighting the urge to shed the confining layers of her garment. If they smelled her arousal, they showed no sign, each caught in their own battle of lust and control. "Thank
you to depart now. I am not myself. I still wish to tear your off," she murmured, eyes closed.
but for now, it's perhaps best if you indulge in self-pleasure. You are yet not ready for sexual
She
as he turned to leave, his gaze, filled with desire and bloodfeeding
him out, her breaths shallow and quick. Everything about him ensnared her senses.
sooner had they crossed the threshold, the door closing behind them, did he press her against the
who invades my thoughts." He looked starving, his
were drawn
are the one I envision spread out beneath me, my dick lodged deep inside you, my fangs at your
kiss was fierce, desperate.
mouth, except one. Lord Vladya
me
won her in card and bets didn't count. Those experiences only set her up to expect the worst from
this grand lord's
suckled at hers greedily, every pull drawing a deeper, more shameless sound from her throat. Her fingers rose of their own accord clutching at his robes, pulling him closer
So arousing.
aware of her breasts. Acutely aware of how heavy and achingly sensitive they felt. Wetness
His hands cupped her cheeks, keeping her face captive as he ravaged her lips like it was his personal
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