The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride
Chapter 67: The night of their union

Chapter 67: The night of their union

Taking Alora’s hand in his, Magnus let her explore his body. "You don’t need to hesitate while touching me. After all, I’m yours," he said. He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. Bringing it again to his chest, he let her roam on it.

She admired his body by letting her hand freely explore his chest, his shoulders, and then his arms. The way her big eyelashes would flutter made his insides flutter.

Lowering himself further, Magnus planted a tender kiss on Alora’s forehead before pressing his lips to hers. Their kiss was brief but filled with longing, and then he trailed his lips down to her chin, then to her throat and neck. With deft hands, he swiftly untied the knots of her nightdress.

Alora’s breath hitched as her hand moved to Magnus’s smooth tresses, her fingers entwining with them in silent approval of his advances.

"Ahhh." She let out a cry when he nipped the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder. However, the short pain soothed as soon as he licked the spot, causing her to moan.

The strange feeling formed under the pit of her stomach kept growing. He slowly pulled down the fabric of her dress, thus revealing her curves to his hungry eyes.

Alora instinctively brought her arms to hide herself, her cheeks flushed beetroot red. Her lips quivered unable to speak up because of her shyness.

He was tender in approach as he grasped her both hands and asked her to look at him. When she did, she was mesmerized to see his gleaming red eyes.

Because the blood moon was at its peak hour, it caused Magnus to suddenly feel thirsty for the blood.

She noticed the sudden change in his demeanor He was fighting with himself and it caused a worry in her. His fangs grew in the middle of their lovemaking and he quickly sat up, moving away from her.

Magnus clutched the sheets, and he decided to leave before he would hurt Alora. However, she clung to him from behind. Her front body pressed to his back, sharing the warmth with him.

"Alora, I waited for this moment for a long time. But... I want blood suddenly," Magnus managed to speak and asked her to let him go. "I don’t know what I’ll do to you if I don’t leave," he stated.

"You can drink from me anytime you want. You don’t have to stop yourself," Alora said and she kissed the top of his cold shoulder. "Just look into my eyes," she requested him.

Magnus listened to her and turned around. "Do I look scary?" he queried. He knew with his long canines and deep red eyes, he didn’t look lesser than any animal or a beast.

"No. You look magical," Alora replied, passing a smile to him. Those were the words Magnus had always used for her. She moved her fingers to touch his fangs. Her fingers then traced his face, admiring the beauty of it.

All this time, Magnus had showered her with love and now it was Alora’s turn to reciprocate with equal passion. She kissed him deeply on the lips, then shifted herself onto his lap, eager to express her affection.

Magnus felt himself returning to its original form. He held the nape of Alora’s neck, burying his head in the crook of her neck. With constant nibbling and suckling on her skin, he elicited sweet pleasure from her, causing her to writhe in ecstasy.

His lips again found her mouth, and she welcomed him. Her hands locked behind her nape; all her shyness had gone by this time. However, the blush on her cheeks was still persistent.

Magnus no longer wanted her blood. The passion and her warmth had overpowered his thoughts.

Soon enough, he made her lay on the mattress, ripping off her clothes, thus making her eyes grow big. She didn’t anticipate this kind of response from him.

"I’ve no more patient left, Alora," he said, pressing her body on hers.

His fingers trailed up her thighs while his lips left kisses between the valley of her breasts.

"Mag-nus..." Alora whispered his name, her voice filled with desire as she looked at him. She was unable to understand where to focus. In truth, her mind was in a disheveled state now. Her back arched as he explored every spot on her body with his hands and fiery kisses.

He continued to trail his lips down her belly, his movements turned deliberately slower than before. Finally, he came to a stop just below her navel, leaving Alora breathless with anticipation.

"Why did you stop?" Alora asked, she suddenly felt a void.

"I haven’t. It’s only the beginning," Magnus replied, his tone filled with promise.

With that, he replaced his fingers on her thighs with his lips, trailing kisses along her soft skin. When his teeth sank into her delicate flesh, Alora let out another cry of his name, lost in the waves of pleasure that engulfed her.

Alora’s hands moved on her own to his hair, holding on to them tightly. The pleasure she had experienced earlier was nothing in front of the current one. Finally, she reached the pinnacle of her pleasure, letting her body feel it.

As Alora took deep breaths, trying to comprehend the intensity of the moment, Magnus undressed himself fully. Gently holding her thighs, he pulled her close before pressing into her.

"Ahhh!" Alora hissed in pain as she clutched onto his arms.

Quick to ease her discomfort, Magnus nibbled on her lips, soothing her with his tender touch. Their bodies moved together in rhythm, the sensation of their connection overpowering any lingering discomfort.

Alora’s nails dug into the flesh of his back, her pleasure evident in the smile that formed on her lips as she felt herself ascending to cloud nine.

"I love you, Alora. Finally, we are one. You are mine," Magnus whispered against her lips, sealing their union with his declaration of love for her.

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