The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (21)

The lithe, alluring, beautiful beast who’d lost all reason clasped the flower-like charming maiden, wantonly licking.

His lips and tongue, as well as his sharp fangs, pressed against human skin.

Cold and warm touches collided, causing his ice-cold body to heat up.

Blood Kin were cold-blooded creatures, with one exception:

When they were in heat.

Arthur, who had lost his reason, could no longer reign in his shackled passion.

This never-before experienced hunger for sweetness completely roused all the desire in his body.

When she was punished, when she was in such a sorry state.

He had watched it all until a numbness ran down his back, and he itched to pluck out her eyeballs to collect them.

When he was unable to think, he completely lost any restraint on his instincts.

He wanted to eat…

To devour her.

Bai Weiwei was completely stiff, feeling like she was being pressed down by an ice-cold stone.

She found it hard to breathe. Finally, she couldn’t stop the trembling in her voice as she shouted out, but the words tumbled out in pitiful fragments.

“Let go, let go of me…”

Her bones were about to break from being hugged by him.

This beastly strength was inhuman.

Short on oxygen, she could only gasp continuously to suck in more air.

And when she opened her mouth to breathe, that sweet breath caused Arthur to slightly loosen his imprisoning grip.

Bai Weiwei could finally breathe in fresh air, but before she could rejoice.

Her lips had already been captured.

And sharp teeth nipped her lips.

He drank in the blood on her lips.

Adam’s apple rolling in satisfaction, a hoarse growl of pleasure erupted from deep within his throat.

The sweet, warm blood flowed from the man’s mouth to his throat, producing a shuddering thrill, causing his icy breath to gain a feverish temperature.

He ignored her feeble resistance and kissed her forcefully. Sharp fangs bit her soft tongue, and he greedily gulped all the blood into his stomach.

All her mournful whimpers were swallowed up.

Arthur felt as though he’d fallen into a huge, warm vortex.

His chilled body warmed up, and the intense stimulation made him cling to the soft warmth without letting go.

Acting unscrupulously towards her.

In the brief instances of clarity, he seemed to hear her pitiful, desolate cries.

She was resisting him.

Arthur made use of his strong willpower and finally managed to regain a pitiful thread of reason.

And he saw clearly what he was doing.

Beneath him, the girl’s clothes were messily torn open, revealing a delicate body as white as powdered snow, covered in bloody bite marks.

Like a blood-red flower against snow.

Singularly gorgeous.

The strong scent of blood pervaded the air.

But it was the taste Blood Kin loved most.

The floor was wet with blood, and her face, drained of too much blood, finally lost its clear, sharp resistance.

Leaving a fragile, pitiful feebleness.

She was going to die.

She was going to die very soon.

Upon this thought, he felt an unspeakably irritating stab of pain.

【Ding! Male lead’s favorability: -5.】

Arthur resisted his hunting instinct and his lustful heat, exhausting his final trace of gentleness and reason.

He bit his wrist and smeared its blood against the wound on her arm.

The gash immediately healed.

This way, her time before death could be prolonged.

This was his last thread of reason. Everyone knew that he could not be disturbed during his day’s rest.

Otherwise, he would kill any creatures that came close.

Who had placed his blood slave by his side?

It was an attempt to kill her.

Arthur’s final bit of sobriety finally vanished.