The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride
Chapter 400: Not letting you go

Chapter 400: Not letting you go

As the gown slid down further, his eyes flicked over her exposed form with a mix of hunger and reverence. His hand gently cupped her breast, kneading it with a tenderness that made Melody’s breath hitch. His lips followed suit, pressing a kiss to the soft skin there, worshipping every inch of her.

Izaak’s eyes darkened with desire as his fangs elongated, their sharp tips gleaming in the dim light as he hovered just above Melody’s face. His gaze locked onto hers, filled with both hunger and a tenderness that sent shivers down her spine. "Let me drink from you," he murmured, his voice low and thick with yearning.

Melody’s breath quickened, but she gave him a soft, trusting nod. "Please," she whispered, surrendering herself completely to him.

Izaak leaned in, brushing the bridge of his nose against the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent as though savoring the moment. The tension built as his lips barely touched her skin, a teasing prelude before he pierced her smooth flesh with his fangs in one swift motion.

"Ahh!" Melody cried out, the sharp pain catching her off guard, but she quickly bit her bottom lip to stifle the sound, determined not to pull away. Her fingers instinctively tangled in his hair, gripping the soft locks as he began to drink from her slowly, drawing her blood with deep, deliberate pulls.

Though the pain still throbbed, it was quickly overshadowed by a different sensation—a heat that spread through her body with every pull of his mouth.

Izaak didn’t stop caressing her even as he fed from her, his hand sliding away from her thigh only to capture hers. He raised her hand above her head, pinning it gently to the mattress, their fingers intertwined as he anchored her there.

With her wrist secured in his grip, he deepened his bite, his lips pressed firmly against her neck as he drank, the warmth of her blood flowing into him.

Melody’s chest heaved with every ragged breath, her body responding to the pleasure and pain that coursed through her veins. Izaak’s free hand roamed over her curves, his touch sending waves of heat rippling through her as he explored her body with both tenderness and possessiveness.

After what felt like an eternity suspended between pleasure and pain, Izaak finally withdrew his fangs from her neck.

His lips lingered at the puncture wounds, soothing the sensitive skin with his tongue, as if to heal the sting he had caused.

Melody shivered as he licked the spot, and before she could fully catch her breath, he planted a tender kiss on the very place he had bitten.

"I feel full," he whispered softly near her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down her spine. His lips brushed against her earlobe, kissing it gently, before he began inching lower, his mouth trailing a path down her neck. Melody’s body trembled beneath him, her skin alight with anticipation as his kisses grew more deliberate.

Izaak’s lips found the top of one of her curves, placing slow, lingering kisses there, his touch both reverent and possessive. His hand, which had been entwined with hers, now slowly slipped away, traveling down to the other curve. He massaged her gently, his fingers kneading her flesh with a tenderness that made Melody arch her back, her body instinctively responding to his touch.

Melody’s moans filled the room, soft at first but quickly growing louder as Izaak continued his ministrations.

She could feel the heat radiating from his body, his lips warm and firm as they worshiped her skin.

"You’re beautiful," Izaak murmured against her skin, his voice thick with admiration and desire. "You look so beautiful." His words were spoken between kisses, his lips never straying far from her as he continued to worship her body with his mouth.

Izaak moved lower, his every touch was deliberately slow, every kiss meant to savor her. With one hand, he gently lifted her thigh, exposing the smooth expanse of her skin as her gown slipped down.

Melody’s breath hitched in her throat, anticipation building as his lips began their journey along her thigh, soft, teasing kisses that sent sparks shooting through her.

As her thigh lowered, Izaak followed, his body pressing against the mattress as he positioned himself closer to her. His kisses inched upward, growing more intimate with each one, until he reached the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

Melody’s eyes fluttered open and closed, her chest heaving as pleasure and tension built inside her. Every kiss from Izaak was a slow, agonizing form of sweetness that made her pulse race and left her mind dizzy.

His lips hovered there for a moment before he looked up, his gaze locking with hers. The playful smirk that tugged at his lips was almost devilish, as if he knew exactly what effect he was having on her and enjoyed every second of it.

Without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward and nipped at her inner thigh, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin just enough to send a jolt of sensation through her body.

"Ah...ngh..." Melody’s cry echoed in the room, followed by a low moan as her body responded to the sweet torture he was inflicting on her. Her back arched off the bed, seeking more contact, more of him.

Izaak’s smirk deepened at her reaction, his fingers now tracing slow, languid circles on her exposed belly. His touch was light, almost teasing, as he played with her heightened senses. The soft, deliberate movements of his fingertips drew out pleasure, his teasing kisses on her thigh making her crave something deeper.

Melody’s breaths grew ragged, her lips parted as she gasped for air, her moans escaping with every exhale. Izaak’s kisses never ceased and he did the same with the other thigh.

"Melody, I think you aren’t leaving the bed today. I’m not letting you go," Izaak’s voice was filled with desire.

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