Bites & Addiction - Chapter 4：Sinful night

“Roman! Didn’t you hear me?” his mom hissed from downstairs, “I.said.put.her.down.” She said with gritted teeth.

I flinched as Roman’s grip on me tightened, his fingers digging into my skin. And then he shouted, “She’s my wife now. I can do whatever I want to do with her.”

He is saying it like he owned me. What the hell he thinks who he is? I am his wife, not his slave. He can’t do anything with me if I don’t want to. He can’t force me.

“Put me down, Roman.” I struggled into his grip. “You can’t force me.”

His jaw clenched. “I’ll do whatever I want. If I want to fuck you now. I’ll fuck you.”

I gasped. Bastard! How could he say that? I’m his wife. Not his fucking slave damn it.

“Roman!” His mom yelled from behind him, “she’s your wife. You can’t talk to her like this. She had already had enough. Now put her down. She needs some rest.”

His breath became heavy and then he put me down on my feet, turning around he gave his mother a last threatening glare and storm out of the sight. Like really storm out.

I let out a deep breath that I’d been holding since he scooped me in his arms.

“Stella!” Roman’s mother called someone. And then in an instant a woman, may be in her forties approached to her. “Would you escort our new member to her room?” She asked politely.

Stella glanced at me and then her eyes drifted back to Mrs. Hashking. She smiled politely and said, “Sure Ma’am.”

When stella approached to me, she graciously motioned me to move and I followed her like a lost kid.

We passed the hallway and I had to move faster to catch her speed. Undoubtedly she must be used to walk faster then others. After awhile she stopped suddenly and I was lucky that I didn’t collide to her.

Opening the door she smiled, “This is your room, Mrs. Hashking. Feel free to call me if you need.” I nodded at her and smiled back. But there was something that I didn’t like, something that didn’t soothe my ear. His name.

“Please call me Flora.” I insisted. And Her smile dropped.

“I..I can’t, Mrs-”

“No.” I interjected. “Please. I won’t bite.”

Her smile came back and she giggled. And then I noticed she was a human. Her blushing pink skin was telling me that she wasn’t one of them. On the other hand, Roman’s mother had pale white skin.

I smiled at her softly and she nodded. “I’m sorry for you.” She said in a concerned and low voice.

“Me too.” I sighed.After giving me a sorrowful smile she disappeared into the hallway.

I sighed feeling miserable about my life and stepped into the room.

The room had nothing but a bed and wide glass windows. It was beautiful though. I was bewitched by the sight in front of me, City’s glimmering lights were coming into the room through windows that made it more beautiful. I peeked around to find if a light switch must be here, but wasn’t. There wasn’t any source of light except city’s.

After awhile, Stella brought me dinner and asked me if I needed anything. Feeling uncomfortable in my black wedding dress, I told her to fetch me a night dress from closet. It occurred to me that she’d take out pajamas but when I glanced at night dress, I found out it was a black too short sexy satin dress with a black satin robe. And I had to wear it. At least it was better than a heavyweight gown.

After dinner, I tried to take a nap but couldn’t. It was when I was laying flat on my side, bed dug in.

“Roman, what the-”

“Quite!” His grey eyes turned dark as he hovered over me and murmured, “Don’t move. It won’t hurt.” And I did. I don’t want to but I did. Automatically my body froze and I couldn’t even move a little finger.

He kissed my neck and licked it but didn’t bite. I heard him say ‘I just want to taste you.’ And then he moved down, kissing my chest and waist he uttered against the thin satin, “Relax darling.” He said as he realised my body became tense. “I’m not talking about your blood.”

And then he moved down brushing the lips on my belly to the….

“Why would I drink blood when you have something better to serve?” And with that he attacked my pussy, hungrily licking it with his tongue and thrusting it in and out with no mercy. I felt disgusted by myself Because Instead of feeling loath from his touch, I felt myself aroused. Glad that he compelled me to be quite otherwise I’d be moaning in with pleasure.

“Sweet.” He breathed on my skin. And then continued licking. In this moment, I wanted to move. I wanted to clutch the sheets. But all I could do was admire the back of his head and feel his warm mouth against my bare skin.

It felt like he was swallowing me. And I wanted to be swallowed.

And then I realised he was all seven of the deadly sins.