The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride
Chapter 279: Desire of wanting more

Chapter 279: Desire of wanting more

"Your Highness, as per your instructions, I have relocated Miss Melody’s belongings to the room you designated for her within the palace," Zerah reported with a respectful bow.

"Excellent work, Zerah," Prince Izaak commended, his tone warm with approval.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Zerah smiled, bowing his head slightly. After a brief pause, he added, "It seems that Prince Izaak is preparing to take Miss Melody as his wife," his eyes twinkling with a hint of curiosity.

Prince Izaak’s smile broadened for a few moments, his eyes reflecting a his fondness for Melody. He then gave a gentle nod, acknowledging Zerah’s observation without further comment.

"Yes, Zerah. She is the one," Izaak replied.

Zerah was happy for his master. "I have prepared for the tomorrow’s departure of Prince Izaak to the Land of Mistmoor," he informed him.

"Hmm. Thank you," Izaak said, nodding appreciatively. He then dismissed Zerah with a wave of his hand and settled into his chair behind the desk to finish his work related to the Council.

Some time later, as Izaak applied the stamp to the final document, a familiar scent reached his nostrils. A smile carved itself on his lips as he realized Melody was approaching. He carefully placed the stamp back in its stand just as he heard a gentle knock on the door.

"Your Highness, may I come in?" Melody’s soft voice floated through the door.

"Yes," Izaak responded eagerly, his voice tinged with excitement.

Melody entered the room with a gentle rustle of her flowing, off-white dress, its long sleeves contrasting with the bareness of her shoulders, making her an ethereal beauty. Her hair, intricately braided, cascaded over one shoulder, a few strands framing her delicate features.

Upon seeing the scattered documents on the desk, Melody hesitated, her apology forming on her lips. "I will come back later, as I see Your Highness busy," she started to say, but her words faltered as Izaak gently pressed a finger against her lips.

His touch silenced her softly, his eyes warm with affection as he regarded her.

"I finished my work the moment you arrived at the door," Izaak replied softly, his finger lingering on Melody’s lips for a fleeting moment before gently lowering. His eyes remained locked onto hers, a hint of fondness and admiration shining in their depths.

"The dress looks absolutely stunning on you," Izaak complimented sincerely, his voice warm and appreciative.

"Thank you. I’ve never worn anything quite like it before. Her Majesty also gifted me with some of her most exquisite jewelry. It’s all so surreal, like stepping into a magnificent dream," Melody shared, her smile radiant as she recalled the overwhelming generosity bestowed upon her.

"I’ll tidy up the desk for His Highness," Melody offered eagerly, her eyes darting to the scattered documents. With swift, purposeful movements, she moved to the desk and began carefully organizing the papers, her heart palpitated because of excitement and nervousness in Izaak’s presence.

As Melody completed the task of organizing the desk and turned around, she was startled to find herself suddenly pressed against it, Izaak’s tall frame looming over her.

Her breath caught in her throat as she realized she was now encaged between his arms, his nearness sending a rush of warmth through her despite the nervous flutter in her chest. His closeness was palpable, his breath softly fanning her face, and she couldn’t help but meet his intense gaze.

"Why did you come?" Izaak’s voice was low, filled with curiosity and something deeper that made her heart race even faster.

"I-I wanted to w-wish His Highness a safe journey tomorrow," Melody managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. Her hands felt clammy against the polished surface of the desk, her eyes flickering nervously under his penetrating stare.

"Hmm," Izaak murmured, his eyes briefly tracing the line of her neck, searching for the spot where he had bitten her to drink. Remembering it was hidden beneath her braid, he gently pushed the strands aside, his touch cool against her skin. A shiver ran down Melody’s spine at the sensation, her toes curling involuntarily.

"It’s fully healed," Izaak murmured.

"Yes," Melody breathed out, her fingers tensing on the edge of the desk as Izaak’s presence enveloped her. She could feel the warmth of his breath against her neck, sending a shiver again down her spine. Suppressing a gasp, she bit her bottom lip, desperately trying to steady herself against the rush of sensations.

Izaak’s lips began to trail featherlight kisses along the curve of her neck, his touch igniting a cascade of tingling sensations across her skin. Each kiss seemed to draw out a soft sigh from her, her pulse quickening beneath his gentle caresses. He inhaled her scent, infused with with her blood and her natural essence.

"Melody," Izaak’s voice came again, low and intimate. "That night you lulled me to sleep—it’s unforgettable. You have no idea how soothing your voice is. Where have you been all these years? I would not have suffered as I did if you were there," he confessed.

Izaak pulled back slightly, his gaze searching Melody’s face as he noted the raggedness of her breaths, the intensity of her response evident in her eyes.

He tenderly cradled her neck, his touch gentle yet possessive, his thumb trailing along her cheek before he boldly claimed her lips. Melody felt a rush of heat as if all the air had been sucked out of her lungs the moment their mouths met. With a firm grip on her thigh, Izaak effortlessly lifted her, guiding her to perch upon the edge of the desk.

As he continued to stroke her thigh, Melody, though fully clothed, felt a strange, exhilarating sensation deep in the pit of her stomach. The intensity of Izaak’s touch stirred a longing she hadn’t known before.

With a deft touch, he coaxed her swollen lower lip, already reddened from her nervous biting. He gently nipped at it, causing a small bead of blood to form. Without hesitation, he licked it away, the sweetness of blood mixing with the heat of their shared desire, leaving him with a desire of wanting more.

And the same happened to Melody.

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