Chapter 167: Make babies then
Her hands moved to the locks of his hair, stroking them gently while pressing her lips together. She couldn’t hold back her moans for a long run. Her gown was loosened, and her sleeves fell off her shoulders, even exposing her curves.
Being a vampire, Magnus’s desires were always heightened around Alora. Only he knew how he had to control his urges.
At the moment, he even wished to taste her blood, his eyes turning a deep shade of red and his fangs grew. The scent of her blood once again stirred something in his mind and body.
However, Magnus managed to regain control, tearing himself away from her skin. As Alora opened her eyes, she caught sight of his face, his gleaming canines poised to pierce her skin, instilling a mix of fear and fascination within her.
Magnus hesitated, torn between his instincts and his love for Alora. "Forgive me, but I need to go," he murmured, attempting to distance himself.
However, Alora refused to let him go, clutching his hand and pulling him closer. "I’ve told you before, don’t hold back. You won’t hurt me," she reassured him, her gentle touch caressing his cheeks as she kissed his lips.
"I hate it when you leave like this," Alora whispered, her eyes searching his with longing and understanding. "Just accept this fact and everything will run smoothly," she added.
Magnus’s thirst intensified, overpowering his attempts to resist. Succumbing to his primal urges, he pressed his lips to the tender skin of Alora’s neck, his fangs grazing against her pulse point. The rush of her blood in her veins made his hunger unbearable as he trailed fervent kisses along her neck, unable to quench his thirst further.
As Magnus’s sharp fangs punctured her skin, Alora cried out his name in a mixture of pain and ecstasy, her essence flooding his senses. Overwhelmed by the taste of her blood, Magnus’s mind swirled with a primal euphoria.