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Eternal Melody-Chapter 981 My Beautiful Monster Part 82
SUMIRE
It's similar to that time where she can't control her emotions.
'I hate him.'
'He is the only one I can't forgive.'
Sumire placed her hand on her head hearing the voices in her head. Unlike the previous times, she couldn't brush these voices away so easily. She feels her breathing become unsteady and the once clear room was now a blurry set of shapes. She must have crouched down on the ground at one point because when she could finally focus on something. It was on a familiar warmth, and silver hair.
"Toh?"
"What's wrong beautiful? Are you hurt anywhere?" Toh glances over at Lucifer. "It's not the connection is it?"
"T-Toh that-"
She needs to find out who that person is and yet it feels like there is a rope around her throat preventing her from speaking.
Toh gently caressed her back and then leaned down to press a kiss on her forehead. "Ssh, take deep breaths beautiful."
Deep breaths, right.
Before she could do this however she spotted the caramel haired man pulling Lucifer's bloody shirt away, most likely to inspect the wound. But, her blood boiled. She doesn't want this person near Lucifer at all. Despite how weak her body felt, Sumire reluctantly pulled away from Toh's comforting hold. She dragged her body across the room until she was standing in front of Lucifer. Hiriji turned to her.
The moment she got close she immediately yanked the man's hands away from Lucifer.
His gaze turned cold and for a moment Sumire felt her hands on the blade she kept at her side. But Toh placed his hand on top of hers. "Don't."
A single word but it was enough to get her to stop. "The Lord needs you."
Sumire returned her attention back to Lucifer. Now that she was closer, she could see how deep his wounds were. Did he get stabbed in the stomach? His arm, there is so much blood.
"He needs you to feed." Toh clarified.
To feed, Lucifer has repeatedly told her how helpful her blood is to him. But, to feed in front of so many people? Toh, Jacks and the stranger. It doesn't seem like a lot but she knows how intimate the feeding can get.
Toh must have understood since he backed away. "I'll come back after I escort our guests out." He turns to Jacks motion for him to follow too.
Sumire waited until she heard the sound of footsteps disappear down the hallway, before she dropped to her knees in front of Lucifer. Lucifer was conscious, and was staring at her with a tender gaze.
"Wife." Lucifer said softly.
She felt her heartbeat speed up again. Even though he was injured to such an extent. Sumire noticed that he was examining her up and down. She already knew what he was going to ask. Sumire proceeded to roll up her sleeve but decided that her neck would be better.
"Are you okay?" Lucifer asked.
Sumire bit her bottom lip. Oh this man, how can he ask about her wellbeing when he is in this state? She shakes her head and positioned herself on his lap. It was the same position they usually did when he fed from her, but it felt different this time. The moment she slipped onto his lap, Sumire felt him harden against her and her cheeks coloured.
Lucifer chuckled. "Apologies. I wasn't expecting such a direct attack from you."
"I-I only need you to feed." Sumire stammered.
Lucifer's gaze softened. "I am aware." He brushed his lips against her neck. "We need to talk about you offering yourself so easily, but for now. I will thank you for the feast."
He sank his teeth into her neck before she could get another word in. The familiar sensation of his sharp teeth on her neck caused her body to light up. It feels like she is being burned alive. It's so hot.
He lied to her. She ought to be angry at him. But if the last few days have taught her anything. 'He lied, but it doesn't matter. Because he isn't the only liar.' Besides his lies, his lies are no doubt meant to protect her rather than hurt her.
Sumire ran her fingers through his hair and then his back. The intensity of his bites only grew harsher and more vicious. He was drinking a lot from her, and it felt like she would lose consciousness soon. But it didn't matter to her.
'Take as much as you want husband, I need you to be healthy for me.'
'I love you. I love you.'
Her gaze softens hearing his reply in her mind. Even though he knows she can't say those words to him. Lucifer never hesitates to say them.
It felt like an eternity had passed before Lucifer finally pulled his lips away from her neck. By that point her entire body was covered in sweat and there was an aching sensation in her lower legs. Before she could say another Lucifer pulled her into a deep kiss.
Even bloody, Lucifer was kissing her with so much passion. There was something different. He has never kissed her like this, with passion and yet desperation. He is kissing her like he hasn't kissed her in a thousand years, she can feel his longing. A kiss that tells her 'I miss you.'
Sumire finally broke free, gasping for air. "Lucifer, your injuries--"
"Call me husband."
"Husband." Sumire said softly. "Let me look at your wounds properly."
How deep is the gash on his stomach? Why is his arm bleeding so much? It's not going to fall off if they don't disinfect the wound in time is it?
"No need. I'll heal." Lucifer returned to kissing her and then drinking her blood again. He alternates between kisses and drinking her blood.
He didn't talk again but it didn't matter, his kisses were telling her so many different stories.
Toh reenters the room with a blank expression. "Is he drinking?"
"Mm, he's turned quiet but he's drinking." Sumire replied.
"And touching you it seems." Toh commented.
Sumire's cheeks coloured at his words. She turned to Lucifer to confirm that his hands were straying on the edge of her gown.
"This tends to happen when he drinks from me.."
"I am aware, I've seen him with other females."
Sumire blinked surprised at his words.
Why does that feel like a jab? Toh did admit that he still liked her. But she has never seen him act so bitter before. He's jealous isn't he? She has never seen him jealous before.
Thump. Thump.
Oh, there it goes again. When she is around Toh, there are occasions where her heart beats like this. Perhaps there is still something left.