Vladimir understands or at least tries to understand what may well be going on in Luxiana's head. For a princess, she is rather scared of taste, and that comforts him in this inexplicable need to take care of her. Ah, he shouldn't but he can't help it. He is as though hypnotized by his instinct which, however, should dictate to him to feed on this fresh and appetizing young girl, on the contrary, dictates to him to protect her. A strange thought for a pureblood of his rank, especially considering that she is in fact only a vulgar human.This miserable race is only good for providing them with the nutrients they need to feed them, the vampires. He huffed in abandon seeing the girl in front of him, she was shaking, her eyes watering, he could on the one hand ask her why she insists on not returning, which is the normal reaction of any abductee, or on the other hand, use his vampire powers to hypnotize this human and make her say and do whatever he wants, but he doesn't know why, the simp
The situation is deep but he will not be discouraged so easily. Certainly he gains nothing but it would make him happy that Luxiana stops thinking like a defeatist in life. She's young compared to him, he can even tell she's just a child, she's beautiful and has her whole life ahead of her, at least he'll make sure of that. So there is no reason for her to live hoping to die or to lower herself so much.She needs to laugh, hope and exalt life.In front of her look, he just sighed deciding to change the subject, this one is a little too angry for his taste." You are hungry? I'll have the table laid"Changing the subject, Vladimir stood up, not leaving another opportunity for Luxiana to speak, existential debates, especially if they are denigrating, do not interest him. He turned to see her still seated and he huffed holding out his hand."I wouldn't enjoy this meal without the company of such a lovely girl"Slowly Luxiana lifted her face and he could see a trace of blush on her cheeks,
Nina was fulminating and everyone in the kitchen could see it. The reason? Everyone could also realize it since they all feel the same revolt. How can their precious Lord accept having this impure being at his side? It's unacceptable and so revolting, but the one who is the angriest is Nina. She had to serve this shabby being against her will to believe that their Master had recently lost his mind. And now what does she hear? He who has always been locked up in his apartments for centuries, who has always been reluctant to eat as much good blood as his rank requires, or even appetizers as she calls cooked meals, ordered that it be prepared a feast for two?The others first thought that it was certainly a ploy by their Lord to ensure the quality of the blood that this human will give him, if she's well fed, she will be tastier to him. Their excuse for this, the girl is so skinny and even looks sick, she too can see it but she knows better too. Yes, she knows better than all of them here
The dining room hadn't really changed, it was like in his memories and he doesn't know if it was out of nostalgia or out of habit, he started walking around the table stroking the chairs and the cutlery as if inspecting them. For the three servants, it was a rather painful spectacle to see because it reflected the fact that not only did their Master no longer have to pose in this place, which was nevertheless loaded with memories, but that at this moment, these memories had such heavy meanings and feelings weighed on their Lord. They were afraid that he would get depressed again and that despite his goodwill to want to move forward, to ignore past sorrows, he would shut himself up again.It was such a difficult situation! In this room, he had giggles since his childhood with his loving parents, and after they left, he was comforted there by the woman whom he loved with infinite and passionate love. All these feelings, they know, for them vampires who live eternity, who feel the emotion
The dinner was quiet, the servants around watched with apprehension as their master ate thinking that maybe he wouldn't find it to his liking. Especially the cooker, because it had been centuries since their Lord had eaten.They looked at the woman accompanying him and frowned. Vladimir also stopped looking to the side to find Luxiana eyeing her dish. She hadn't tasted it from the start and wondered why."Luxiana, don't you like the meal?" Do you want something in particular? »The cooker appeared coming in front of the young woman."My lady, if you have any preference, order it and I'll get it done for you"Nina in the distance almost choked, what was this story that these men have of being very caring with this vulgar human? Whether the cooker is treating her as their mistress or their Lord, everyone treats her as if she is the owner of the mansion. She was sure, this woman has already started using evil charms on their Lord, she has to do something."This meal was made with the best
Luxiana jumped at these words. Of course, she doesn't mind Vladimir touching her in the least, she found herself yearning for his touch. But after her thoughts from earlier, she realizes that it would be senseless and painful for her to continue enjoying and willing that touch, especially if she's done away with the feelings she's beginning to feel. She is not naive, perhaps she could have taken this emotion as a simple recognition of Vladimir's tenderness towards her, but she knows better what this feeling means that enlarges her heart and her chest. It's love.How does she know? She has had a crush on someone in the past, she remembers those feelings very well in her. But unlike Vladimir, the object of her desire was like everyone else in this kingdom where she had had the misfortune to be born, he despised her and had not hesitated to tell her so on several occasions. It was the high priest of the kingdom, she had believed at that moment, as he greeted her warmly in front of the cro
Vladimir instantly scowled at Luxiana's response. Even if the latter did not notice him too busy ogling the ground, certainly to escape his gaze, Vladimir had a dark face that of course his servants quickly noticed. It's been centuries now since they've seen that kind of expression on their Lord's face, or indeed any other expression. But at this moment, their Lord seems to be restraining a certain anger and not far from wanting the reason for this sudden emotion, they first want to prevent it from escalating. Their Lord is an expressionless, detached, and quiet person, at least like all high-ranking vampires; because they must control their emotions so as not to succumb to them. But for their Lord, it was more so after the tragedies he faced. But at this very moment, as he gazes at his new servant with those troubled yet inquisitive eyes, they are afraid that their Lord will eventually express this dull and dumb anger and frighten this poor young girl. They were about to d
Luxiana walked behind him silently, he knew he must have frustrated her with his earlier attitude, even scared her. And the fact that after calming down, he didn't try to reassure her completed the picture. He just moved forward letting her follow him when he should have told her that everything is fine. That she didn't need to apologize as she did, and she didn't do anything wrong. It's up to him to name their relationship, should she call him Lord or Master? What exactly does he want from her? It would be easier if he could understand this desire he has to possess her as a servant but at the same time, not want her to treat him as her master.Yet it is the relationship that is indeed theirs, that of a master and a servant. But deep inside him, an embarrassing feeling commands him to treat her as one of his possessions, but for her not to act as his servant. It is a perverse and twisted feeling that he cannot and does not want to restrain, but he thinks, since she was brought to him a
Luxiana awakened with her body in pieces. She no longer felt her limbs and that her body no longer belonged to her. She closed her eyes remembering the intensity and fieryness of her master as he took her like it was the last time. She would never have imagined that he could become so passionate and wild but at the same time, there was a sense of desperation in his actions. It was as if he were begging her by his gestures not to leave him, that if he didn't, she would slip through his fingers. It was stupid such a thought because even if he didn't love her, she couldn't bring herself to leave him. She was bounded to him forever and could not live without his presence, his warmth and now she no longer wanted to do without his embrace, his caresses, and his body. She was already in love with him, now she was obsessed with him. She closed her eyes, feeling him behind her. He had gripped her body holding it possessively against his and she wondered why so many conflicting feelin
Vladimir stood shirtless in front of the window as he gazed tenderly and protectively at Luxiana in the sheets as she was asleep. She looked exhausted and he could understand her. She had had to put up with his century-old passion and for that, he feels slightly guilty. "What's the point of dwelling and having regrets? I enjoyed being with her, being in her. If I had to start over, I would do it even now. The only thing that worries me is whether I could protect her…if I could prevent her from suffering because of the position I have just imposed on her by my side. I'm so afraid of losing her, I would have liked so much to hide her from the rest of the world but it's impossible. » He got up and came to sit on the bed. Luxiana's breathing was calm and peaceful, she was smiling and he knew she was happy. Why? He doesn't know. Still, the sadness that was hers at the beginning had disappeared and now she seems more fulfilled, resplendent. He stroked her cheek, removing a few
Luxiana's breathing was shaky and choppy. She didn't know where to put her head and had only pulled Vladimir's hair, whose head was visible between her legs. “M…master ahh…” But no response as Vladimir's tongue continued to lap up the inside of her pussy and his fingers helped drive Luxiana almost insane with pleasure. She screamed, moaned, and arched her back. Vladimir gradually picked up the pace and finally, she felt her limbs weaken. Tremors took over and like the day before, she screamed when she cum. Languid on the bed, Luxiana saw Vladimir sit up, licking a fluid from her thumb that she knew was coming from her. “Master…this is so embarrassing…you are so…indecent” Vladimir sneered mocking Luxiana. Indecent? Him? And she? She was languid with her body exposed to him shamelessly while he had an incredible view of her bare breasts and pussy. Yes, she was more lewd than he was at that very moment and he wanted to throw himself headlong into this sinful indecency. Sl
The morning was mild despite the autumn coolness. Luxiana couldn't feel better as she took in this heat even more. It was not the warmth of the sheets that pleased her here. It was the smell of the sheets, his smell. This masculine smell but so sweet, she would get drunk on it all her life. She opened her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. She was in his sheets, in his bed. It means that… She blushed, starting to giggle, the memories of the day before were now fresher than ever in her memory. He had taken her as hard and passionately as she had always dreamed. Even though they hadn't slept together, she was now satisfied because she knew he saw her as a woman. One of those with whom he can give free rein to his sexual urges and satisfy as much as he gave her the foretaste the day before. She shifted slightly, moving her feverish fingers to her crotch. She closed her eyes to memories of Vladimir's actions at that exact spot. He had touched her there, stroking and lapping h
Vladimir couldn't fall asleep, he tossed and turned on his bed again and again but sleep wouldn't come. No, how could he do it? Luxiana seemed very sad and also disappointed by his earlier response. But how could he take advantage of her so with impunity, she represents all that is purest and most sacred in his eyes. He would like to fulfill his needs, his desires, and even his darkest and unmentionable desires with her. But he respects her too much, she is much more than that in his eyes. He can't use her that way. She deserves respect. But apparently, she didn't understand it and unfortunately felt insulted. How can she think she disgusts him? It is the opposite, his Luxiana, his star, his light in the darkness that has filled his life in recent centuries. He doesn't want to hurt her. The reason why he does not give way to his most basic desires is that he doesn't want people to misunderstand him and even think that she's just worth feeding. He sighed getting up from hi
Luxiana was freezing. How in the world could this man make such an absurd and perverse request? It is not so much the fact of not wanting to sleep with Vladimir that revolts her in this story but rather not being able to. The man does not want her as a woman and unless she rapes him, she does not know how she will manage to even take off his clothes. Shit, she's just a poor, frail, weak human, and he's a millennial vampire with great power despite his hunger. How could she do what he asks of her? Is it even possible? For the first condition, she can very well do it because she has already done it and it went incognito. But for the second condition, she can't do it. No, she doesn't. As strong as her feelings for Vladimir are, she desires from the bottom of her heart that he could be the one who took her of his own accord. She does not want to use such base subterfuges to achieve her ends as great as the despair of being loved by him might be. She turned away from Flavian,
Vladimir's heart raced in his chest at how attractive and exciting Luxiana looked. She had lowered her dress revealing her neck and part of her chest. She was so tempting, no, bewitching at this time that he would gladly let himself be intoxicated by her essence, her blood, and her body. Since the morning, he wants her and now more than anything when she begs him to dispose of her, he can't take it anymore. He is dying of hunger, thirst but more… He wants to possess her in every way, to make her his own. But if he starts feeding on her, he's afraid the world will misunderstand her. She is not just his meal, she is much more, it is the reason why he had always maintained a certain distance between them, forbidding himself to taste her. But there, she offers him herself to sink his fangs into her neck. It is something very delicate because he does not intend to just drain her of her blood, no. Having to feed on her and leave her alive to start again and again. Isn't this the
Vladimir has finished drinking the tea, frowning at its peculiar taste. It's true that he is not a fan of tea, but has hibiscus tea ever been so good and tasty? He felt a real pleasure from it that he had never felt before, not to mention the fact that his body was starting to react strangely. He who felt weak and out of breath a few seconds ago was starting to get back on his feet. Flavian watched his brother's face grow brighter and the colors that had left his face return. For sure, this woman is special. He knows what she has done and the result far exceeds his expectations. How in this world could such an exceptional result happen? He needs to dig deep into her background. This old garbage told him that she was a princess raised to the rank of a saint, right? Do the humans who have unlocked the divine sacrament have a special power? He was never interested in humans and their cultures but this … woman managed to pique his interest. He must understand, it's true her
The mansion was in turmoil as Flavian, more agitated than she could imagine, ordered here and there. Luxiana wanted to help but she didn't know what to do. Vladimir had been in the room with the doctor for almost an hour and no one could tell her how the situation was evolving. Why did he have this discomfort? Is it serious? But given Flavian's face, it was obvious that Vladimir's condition was worrying. She bit her lip in worry clutching her hands in front of her chest as she stood outside Vladimir's door. She didn't know if she should come in, anyway, she hadn't been permitted to come in, just like she wasn't forbidden either. But at that moment, and certainly, the first time since she arrived in this mansion, she felt like a stranger to everything. The others were running around seeming to know what to do and she just stared at them. She has never had responsibilities as such before those which Vladimir has just entrusted to her. Apart from being by his side, she never