The Great Vampire General is a Girl! - Chapter 74

Valerie snuggled under her blanket, she didn’t let anyone see her face. The sun began to appear from behind the curtain and shone gently on her room at the inn she was staying at. The hot night was over. Now she was fully aware of what she had just done.

Of course that didn’t mean she was drunk. Vampires couldn’t get drunk, they never even drink alcohol. Even if they drank human blood with a high alcohol content because they were drunk—they would vomit it up.

Valerie lost herself because of different things. All of Raphael’s touch last night, his kisses and the way he seduced her body had blown her away. She seemed to be in her own world, where she did not care about shame and pride.

She let her lips moan and spoke Raphael’s name over and over again without being able to hold it in. At that time Valerie only thought about enjoying her first night to the fullest. Raphael was good at guiding her, he makes the girl comfortable and complacent about his game. Valerie forgot her status as a noble woman and stripped away all her pride last night.

Now that it was all over, she realized what she had just done. How could she let Raphael make her like that? Valerie wasn’t even aware of the pain that should have been there. Either because she was used to the pain of war or because Raphael was too good at it.

Valerie gasped when she heard the bathroom door open. Masculine essential oil aroma in the form of a mixture of patchouli and musk spreads. Raphael probably just took a bath. Valerie closed her eyes trying to hide herself. She didn’t want to see Raphael’s face. Or all the memories of her first night would come back to her mind.

“Valerie,” Raphael called her name, in his deep and imposing voice. That was not fair. Now Valerie wouldn’t be able to act the same every time she talked to her husband. Because it would immediately alert her by the way the commander said her name every time he entered her body.

The beautiful lady just kept quiet, Hoping Raphael thought she was still sleeping so she didn’t have to talk to him. Moreover, she didn’t want to discuss their hot activities they have done together. Although she doubted that Raphael would bring it up. He was an elegant reclusive type of man. Even with his own wife Valerie doubted Raphael would open up with her.

“I know you don’t sleep, no one can sleep after what we just did, Valerie,” he whispered a little mischievously.

Valerie opened her blanket with a slightly sullen face and blushed. Valerie could have reasoned that covering her face for too long was the reason why she’s blushing so much right now. But Raphael knew that because Valerie had a good memory and couldn’t forget their first night easily.

“What?” Valerie said curtly.

“No shower?”

“I had a very long soak yesterday in the bath,” Valerie reasoned. She just reluctantly got off her bed and faced Raphael.

“You’d better take a shower, because I’ve kissed you all over the place and—”

“Oh shut up! Aren’t you ashamed to talk about this?” Said Valerie with a red face.

Raphael himself blushed slightly. As a man of course he tried to be dominant. He tried to make it all look natural to him. But in fact he himself was still pounding to this day. He didn’t know how he could go through twenty-six years of his life without ever touching a woman. Raphael thought he would be a bit addicted to his wife now.

“Your body is more honest than your lips, Valerie. We’re husband and wife, so you better get used to it. because we’re going to do that a lot,” said Raphael as he took his wife’s right hand and placed it on his cheek.

“How can you be so good at it? Could it be that you—”

“You’re my first woman,” Raphael sounded a little offended. He was a gentleman who did not like to play around.

“Then where did you learn to do it?”

“Hmm, everyone says I’m a genius who always gets good at things the first time I do it,” said Raphael confidently.

“That’s bullshit, no one gets that skilled for the first time,” Valerie argued.

“Maybe I’m not good enough, you’re just overestimating me. You can’t compare me to anyone either, can you?”

“Fine—it’s okay, I’m going to take a shower,” said Valerie shyly. All the talk about their bed affairs still felt awkward. Maybe in a few years she would get used to it and be able to tell Raphael where to put his hand or how. But for now she hoped that the honeymoon would be over soon and she would soon be busy with Florentia’s business.

Valerie shifted from the bed and removed all the blankets. Leaving her wearing a nightgown that was no longer too neat. She noticed that Raphael was watching her.

“What are you looking at?” Valerie asked fiercely while hugging her own shoulder.

“I’m lucky,” Raphael muttered.

“What does it mean?”

“Unlike most other knights, I can take my wife with me when serving in the military. So I won’t be lonely,” he said again with a little grin on his face.

Valerie threw a pillow at his face in unbearable embarrassment. Did he mean that Raphael thought he would do it too even when they were on duty? Valerie knew that was a common thing for couples who served in the military together. But she didn’t think that would happen to her.

Was it true the rumors she had heard? When a man had intercourse for the first time. A kind of screw seemed to come off their heads and the beast inside them would come out of their cage. They would keep wanting to do it.

Valerie just wasn’t used to seeing Raphael flirting with her. Because he used to be a serious person and a little stiff. The woman tried to get out of bed to clean her body. But her legs felt weak when she stepped on the cold floor.

She fell down on the floor. Valerie felt strange to herself. She had never experienced this before. This was different from what she experienced when she was badly injured or something.

“Sorry, maybe I pushed you too much earlier. It’s just that you’re too pretty, so I couldn’t help myself,” Valerie gasped. Perhaps Raphael would never run out of words to embarrass her. Valerie had released the beast last night. He did it more than once until it made Valerie’s legs seem to lose their strength. Who would have thought that the commander who was respected for his elegant and cold demeanor harbored another talent within him?

Raphael grabbed his wife from below and carried her.

“What are you doing?”

“Bathing you,” Raphael said flatly.

“No, you’ll want to do something else!” Valerie refused, she struggled a little when Raphael continued to carry her to the bathroom.

“I won’t,” Raphael shook his head.

“I don’t believe you,” said Valerie curtly.

“Well, maybe a little,” said Raphael again with a slight mischievous smile on his face.

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Valerie was feeling tired. She wasn’t ready for all this. She still couldn’t let go of all her pride and be honest about her own feelings. She didn’t want to be seen as a wife who adores her husband too much. But Raphael lately was too charming and he acted like a real husband. Valerie would probably forget that he was her commander.

She was currently sitting in a theater. Where the vampires gathered around a circular table and chatted gracefully with each other. Not all were nobles. There were some vampires who abandoned their decency by laughing loudly and even hitting the table. But this was a resort, no one complained to them.

They were all here to watch something interesting. Valerie had looked at this afternoon’s line-up. There were singers, some would play drama and there was also a puppet theatre. Valerie was waiting for the final performance because she had never seen a puppet theater before.

There were still two days until their honeymoon was over and Valerie decided to enjoy it to the end. There was no point in her continuing to refuse and trying to remain elegant. All of her dignity and grace had melted away in her husband’s eyes in one night. Raphael had seen all her secrets and she would try to get used to this marriage.

“Anything interesting?” Raphael shifted his chair and sat next to his wife. He was wearing a formal gray suit. It made his dark hair and eyes more defined.

“Soon they will perform puppet theater. Don’t drink that. It’s been too long, I’ll order a new one later,” said Valerie forbidding Raphael to drink the blood in the crystal glass in front of her.

Then Valerie realized her husband’s expression had changed. His eyes were fixed on one corner. Where a table was occupied by a stout middle-aged man.

“Do you know anyone here?” Valerie asked.

“You remember that Caesar and I had the same mentor,” said Raphael.

“He’s here now, I doubt whether to rebuke him or not,” he continued again.

“Why?”

“Because he’s an Avalon,” replied Raphael.