Conquering His Cold Heart
Chapter 494 - 494: Red Eyes, Grey Eyes

"You aren't tired, are you?" Caspian asked in a concerned voice when Anastasia's breathing got heavier and heavier with each stroke of his lips.

Anastasia trailed her lips from his lips down to his neck and up to his ear. She was kissing him like a little kitten who had been deprived of milk for the whole day.

Caspian tilted his head to the side and closed his eyes when Anastasia's warm breath tickled his ear. His smile widened when her desperate whispers reverberated on his skin.

"I've been asleep for almost two weeks straight. And after that, people have been carrying me around like the damsel in distress I was. So, I am anything but tired, husband. Now, love me."

An amused chuckle of Caspian filled the room.

Caspian didn't know that his wife could be so demanding in bed. Maybe he never gave her the chance to. Or maybe she was equally obsessed with his body as he was with hers and after spending some time apart, she was too eager to taste him.

"Yes, my Queen. I will love you till you can't order me around anymore."

Anastasia smiled when her provocation worked well on Caspian.

He immediately slid his hand under her untied hair to find the collar of her gown and tore it mercilessly, eliciting an expectant moan from his wife. As his cold palms snaked up and down her bare back, she couldn't help but press her hardened nipples on his chest and moan his name.

"Take it off," he whispered in a sultry tone and bit her ear.

However, instead of taking her own gown off, Anastasia began to mischievously unbutton Caspian instead.

Caspian smirked and said while grabbing Anastasia's hand and stopping her from unbuttoning him any further, "I meant, your gown, love."

"But I want to see you naked first," Anastasia stated clearly without chewing any words.

It was very apparent to Caspian that his wife was starving for a taste of him. And the way she was biting her lower lip as she undressed him was making him so aroused that the bulge in his crotch was begging to be let out.

As soon as she threw her husband's shirt away, she leaned in and kissed him all over his neck, his chest, and slowly moved down to his abdomen. She had no idea if what she was thinking would be the right thing to do, but instinctively, she got down from his lap and bent down on her knees.

Before Caspian could ask what she had in her mind, she unbuttoned his trousers and gasped when his big hard thing propped up. She gave one mischievous glance to Caspian before licking his manhood like an icicle.

The moment her warm tongue wrapped his hardness and her saliva dripped down, Caspian felt such pleasure that he grabbed Anastasia by her hair and pushed her down, demanding more from her magical tongue.

It was so big that it barely fit in her mouth. And the coldness was already making her mouth go numb. As Caspian was still pressing her head suggesting that she carried on her seductive act, she couldn't escape the situation that she brought upon herself. The only thing she could do was try and warm up his manhood so that her lips wouldn't freeze in this winter.

She tried slowly licking all sides, and then the tip. Caspian moaned so erotically when she licked his tips that she wanted to try something more. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and cupped his rod with her lips.

With a little push from Caspian, it glided inside her mouth unexpectedly this time.

"Aaah! Try sucking it…"

As instructed by Caspian, Anastasia did her best to imitate the sucking action. But the big thing didn't leave any room for her tongue to properly suck. Her warm saliva dripped down her mouth. Embarrassed, she quickly used her hand to stop the warm liquid from reaching his balls.

She lifted her mouth while simultaneously moving her grip upward to try and bring all the liquid to the tip so that she could flick it away or wipe it in her gown.

"Mmm… Do that again!" Caspian arched his back and moaned so alluringly that Anastasia's ears were pleased.

It was always her husband doing so many things and pleasing her. Now that she was actually doing something to give him pleasure, she actively bobbed her head up and down, while also slithering her palm matching her mouth's momentum.

The gliding of her tongue, her lips, and her palm against his rock-hard cock felt so heavenly that he knew he couldn't hold out for long. His pent-up sexual tension, along with the heavenly treatment caused him to release within a matter of a few minutes.

"Mmm!" Anastasia choked in surprise when Caspian's ejaculation splattered all over the back of her throat as well as the roof of her mouth. Before she knew it, she involuntarily gulped it all down and finally lifted her head to draw a sharp breath through her mouth.

She gently wiped the corner of her lips with her thumb and looked up at Caspian through her teary eyes, wanting to see if he felt satisfied.

Caspian was already looking down at his wife's seductive expression while still savoring the fruit of his wife's labor. He reached out his hand and asked while wiping the other corner of his wife's lips with his fingertip, "Did you swallow it?"

Anastasia nodded shyly. "It has an aftertaste like that of lime zest." She didn't know why she felt the need to explain that but she was happy to see Caspian smiling at her stupidity.

He felt satisfied for some unknown reason when she agreed that she swallowed it.

Anastasia suddenly felt shy after being bold enough to try this new trick on impulse. She looked away from his face, only to land her gaze on his manhood. It was still as hard as ever, so she teasingly asked him, "Does this thing ever go down?"

"Not when you are near." The answer escaped his mouth before he could even think. It was true though. It was like an instinctual response whenever he was near Anastasia. Of course, he didn't act on it every time because he was painfully aware his wife's body wouldn't be able to handle his every whim.

He wasn't going to hold back on his desire right now though. He wanted to make love to his wife for the whole night, or until she said she couldn't take it in anymore.

He quickly picked her up from the floor and placed her on the bed. As the back of the gown was already torn, it easily slipped out when he grabbed the gown's rims and tugged it.

Anastasia felt shy no matter how many times Caspian had already seen her completely naked. She turned her head away, unable to hold his fiery gaze, and tried to cover her bare breasts and belly with her hands.

Her action only made her seem sensual in Caspian's eyes. She looked so pure while she cradled herself that he almost felt guilty for even thinking about all the dirty things that he was going to do to her. Almost.

"Let me return the favor," he said in his raspy voice.

While eyeing her expectant yet tense expression, he prowled forward on his two knees as if he was going to attack his prey.

"R-Return favor how?" Anastasia's voice came out as a breathless whisper.

Caspian grabbed her legs by her thighs and implied as he parted her legs, "You know how."

Anastasia furrowed deeply because although she could guess what he meant, she wasn't sure if it was a good idea. "No?" she gulped nervously.

Caspian was already on his knees and elbows. He was looking at her wetness. Barely containing his lust, he uttered, "Tell me to stop if you don't like it."

Not giving Anastasia a chance to protest before she even experienced it, he dived in like a hungry animal and began to lick all the wetness.

"Aah!" Anastasia jolted in surprise when a burst of pleasure ran up to her navel. "Ah! Cassspiann…" Her legs floated in the air, above his shoulder, and her toes curled with every lick and twist of his tongue.

"Ohhh… S…Slow dow…n… Aaahh!!!" She didn't know when she had clutched the pillow with one hand and Caspian's hair with the other. All she knew was that the pleasure was unrivaled, making her arch her back, squirm and moan like crazy.

Her moans and actions provoked Caspian so much that he couldn't help but try even harder to keep on eliciting such an enticing response.

A series of moans involuntarily resonated in her throat when she felt Caspian's tongue entering her aggressively, biting her most sensitive spot, and licking every now and then. Unable to contain the pleasure between her legs, she pressed her thighs to close off her legs and push Caspian's face away.

She couldn't ask him to do so because not a single word came out of her mouth except the loud moans when she tried to open her mouth.

"Hmm…" Caspian let out a displeased grumble when she tried to wriggle her way out after the tactics of pushing him away didn't work. "Don't move!" he rasped and grabbed her thighs with his big palms. Keeping her in place, he continued to eat her up until a splutter came out of her accompanied by her ecstatic and loud moan.

"You taste so delicious…" Anastasia was still in a trance-like state when she felt Caspian's cool breath on her ear.

His breath sent shivers down her spine. Even in the state of her ecstasy, she was quick to cup his face so that she could kiss him again.

Their tongues collided once more, fighting to get the upper hand and taste each other to the fullest.

Caspian was rubbing his hardness against Anastasia's inner thigh, slowly making his way to the end goal, while also kissing her so roughly that he was rendering her breathless.

He had only touched her sensitive and warm opening with his tip when the same thing happened again. Something very raw and animalistic inside of him was trying to take control. It was demanding that he dug his fangs into the neck of the very woman he loved so dearly.

'No! Not this again!' Caspian screamed in his head and quickly pulled away from the kiss. His fangs were elongating and he didn't want to alarm Anastasia.

'I should have drank some blood while Anna was showering earlier!' He had never regretted anything before, not as much as he was regretting staying hungry for the past two weeks right now. If he lost control for even a split second, his wife's life could be in danger.

He had managed to suppress this raw urge for the past few months every time he engaged in lovemaking with Anastasia, but now that it resurfaced again, he felt ashamed of himself for even letting in these impure thoughts in his head.

"Caspian? Is everything okay?"

He could hear Anastasia's concerned voice but didn't have the strength to answer her. He could see her worried face but couldn't soothe her. He felt as if the little bit of energy left in his body suddenly disappeared all at once.

"Caspian?" Anastasia called out for him once more and shook him by his shoulder. She sounded somewhat panicked when she mumbled, "Your eyes have turned grey again! Are you alright?"

"Are you still with me?" She gulped and asked because every time his eyes turned that color, he would lose control.

Caspian would have loved to jump five feet away from Anastasia right now but that seemed impossible because some kind of gravitational force was keeping him in place, and the voice inside his head was begging him to taste Anastasia's blood.

He closed his eyes and banged his forehead on the pillow, just beside Anastasia's neck.

A blunder!

Now that he could clearly see the tantalizing veins in her neck, he wanted to dig his fangs into her slender neck even more badly.

'Caspian, stop!' he screamed in his head but he wasn't able to pull away from her no matter how much he tried to. His body wouldn't budge. It was almost as if his raw instinct wasn't leaving any room for escape this time.

Anastasia was worried that something was very wrong with Caspian. She gently massaged his arm and asked him softly, "Caspian, what is it? Are you feeling pain anywhere?"

He stubbornly shook his head, not willing to let Anastasia know his inner thoughts. How could he say that he was thinking of biting her and sucking her blood? He didn't want her to get scared of him and distance herself from him.

"What's happening, Caspian? Please tell me!" she pleaded, wanting to know if there was something she could do to help him in any way.

Suddenly, Caspian sprung his head and looked into her eyes. His grey eyes shone as he disclosed in his guttural voice, "I want to bite you!" He didn't mean to say it but the words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

He thought he had messed up badly the moment he said those words but he was pleasantly surprised when Anastasia smiled at him and invitingly tilted her head, displaying her beautiful neck.

She ran her sensual fingertips across her clavicle to push away a few locks of hair and gave him permission, "Bite me then."

She didn't know what she was thinking, asking a vampire to bite her. But it didn't mean that she hadn't visualized Caspian biting her neck from time to time, especially after seeing the vampires digging their fangs into women when she had visited the capital once. Those women seemed to enjoy the bite as much as the vampires were. And she had always wondered how it felt like to be bitten.

"What if I hurt you?" Caspian asked while barely holding his raw instinct at bay.

"I'll tell you if it hurts," Anastasia gulped.

That small movement of her throat was enough to drive Caspian's instinct crazy. He wanted to sink his fangs into her neck right away. Yet, he gave Anastasia a last chance to back out. "What if I can't stop and suck you dry?"

Anastasia wasn't backing away though. "I know you will find the will to stop."

That was all that he needed to hear.

He leaned down right away and protruded his fangs before sinking them into her delicate skin. He was careful not to bite right into her veins.

As soon as her warm blood gushed into his mouth, he couldn't believe how sweet it tasted, better than any sip of blood he had ever tasted before, and it was so aromatic that he couldn't help but moan while relishing in the flavor and scent. It was like tasting a piece of heavenly nectar.

Anastasia, on the other hand, felt a sharp sting as soon as he dug his fangs into her. However, she gripped onto the bedsheet and bit her lower lip so as not to make a sound.

She thought the pain would continue to worsen but surprisingly, it only got better after that. She found it pleasurable when he sucked her blood. It was a very different kind of pleasure, almost as if she was intoxicated by some hallucinogenic medicine. The more he sucked her blood, the more pleasurable she found it to be.

Even if Caspian was to lose control and suck her dry, she couldn't think of a better way of dying than this.

"Oh, I love it, whatever it is that you're doing to me..." she slurred amidst her euphoria.

She didn't know why she spoke so slowly or why she was seeing two Caspians instead of one. But she was too ecstatic to complain.

She was lost in her intoxicating world, moaning, enjoying, and every now and then kissing Caspian's broad shoulder.

After some time, she could hear Caspian's deep voice as if it was coming from a distance. She fluttered her eyes open to catch a glimpse of her husband's beautiful blood-red eyes. She smiled and closed her eyes again, falling into a deep and peaceful sleep.