The Vampire King's Possession-Chapter 42 - . Hand Up Her Dress

His cold lips made her freeze up a bit but when his warm tongue pushed into her mouth, Mauve found herself opening up to him. Her lips parted and she kissed him back. She heard a low growl from him before his left hand wrapped around her waist.

He pulled her closer and deepened the kiss, his incisors were longer but somehow it didn't affect the kiss. She let herself melt in his hands as her legs slowly turned to jelly. She felt a bump on her abdomen but paid it no mind.

Mauve felt his hand on her bosom and she gasped but he didn't let her go, nor did let her didn't break the kiss. He gently squeezed and Mauve felt a tingle go up her spine. She gasped and broke the kiss but he did not let her step out of his grip.

Mauve was certain she was a deep red color. She was flushed from the top of her head to the sole of her feet. Her breath was coming out pants and her chest heaved per how hard she was breathing.

Jael didn't slow down his hand movement, instead, he squeezed some more. Mauve arched her back a little as she closed her eyes. She felt his hand go down to her rear, and before she could react, he kissed her again sealing off her protests.

Mauve drowned in his kiss and did not realize he had untied the top part of her dress until his cold finger touched her skin. She shivered and grabbed his shirt to steady herself.

He started gently, not wanting to startle her. With just a finger, he traced the outline of her bust, tracing the shape as he made a circle. He moved closer to the nip and the circle got small as he made the same circular motion around it.

A sound escaped her lips, and Jael moved his hand to the left. He repeated the same circular motions. Mauve's grip tightened around his shirt and she feared her fingers would snap.

With his hand still on her bosom, he broke the kiss. Mauve was grateful for the break, her lungs were about to fail her. As much as she didn't want to stop, it was hard to breathe.

Mauve was heaving and perplexed while Jael still looked as composed as ever. He wasn't even breathing loudly, the only things out of place were his rumpled shirt, which was her doing, and his fangs.

They were as long and as scary as the first time she had seen them but they were pretty enlarged. They slipped out his lips a little and she thought if she added some whiskers he would make a pretty big cat.

His eyes scanned her face and she reddened at this point, she was sure all the blood in her body was in her head. She leaned forward and buried her face in his chest. She was embarrassed and it didn't help that she couldn't think properly not with his hand on her chest.

He took his hand away and she felt him trail her body even through the clothes, she could feel it. His hand on her back moved upwards and gently pulled her head from his chest.

He kissed her and his hand returned to the small of her back. Suddenly, he started to pull her dress up. Mauve eyes widened and she tried to protest but it was swallowed up by the kiss. His cold hand touched her thighs and Mauve shuddered.

Unexpectedly, Jael broke the kiss with a curse and pushed her head against his chest but his hand on her thigh continued his upward journey.

"Sire," a voice broke through her confusion.

Mauve felt hot, she was certain her temperature was through the roof. He was shielding her with his body but it was still embarrassing to be caught in this state.

She tugged on his hand but it only made him go even higher. She gave up quickly, she wasn't in a good position to fight. She was more concerned about hiding herself.

"This better be good, Damon!" Jael said, he sounded angry.

Damon!

Her mind screamed. Couldn't it have been anyone else but that meant he was fine, right? She was glad, she would have peeked if someone didn't have their hand up her dress.

"I apologize for the interruption but I only came to tell you that we are healed up."

Mauve felt relief rush through her but she couldn't relax. Her body was under attack.

"Hmm, a day earlier. I see. Not bad."

Mauve's mind was spinning wondering how he could have a normal conversation in such a state. She buried her face deeper into his chest, afraid that a slight movement and Damon would see not only the hand under her dress but her exposed bosom.

"You are too kind, your grace," Damon replied.

His hand touched her underwear and Mauve yelped, jumping a little. She buried her face in his chest as she prayed for the ground to open and swallow her. If people could die from embarrassment, she was certain she would be dead by now.

"Gather in the study, I will meet up with you in a few minutes."

Damon bowed and said, "Yes, Sire."

Jael's hand slipped through the side of her underwear and Mauve bit his shirt as she tried not to scream. "He is gone," he whispered in her ears.

Mauve jumped away so fast she hit her head against the shelves. His hand slipped out of her dress.

"Ow," she rubbed her head. "Why didn't you tell me?" She yelled. Just as she didn't hear Damon walk into the library, she also did not hear him leave.

"Where is the fun in that?" He smirked and tied her dress, covering her up. He then brushed her hair from her face and leaned forward. "We will continue this later." He whispered directly in her ear.

Mauve shivered, he didn't wait for her response before he started walking away. She watched him go and as soon as she could not see him again she fell to the floor. She buried her face in her knees as questions ran through her mind.

She ignored them and concentrated on trying to calm down. She felt hot even though his hand was cold, she felt heat radiating from where he had touched her between her legs. She squeezed her legs tighter, she felt fuzzy.

Jael was acting like this was normal and Damon didn't seem surprised. She had seen a few maid kissing but never anything this explicit and they had done it in front of an audience.

Damon must think the worst of her. Mauve groaned and stood to her feet. This was Jael's fault, she could exactly say no to him, not that she had wanted to at the time but that wasn't the discussion here.

He had known Damon was coming but instead of stopping, he had gone on like it was nothing. Mauve jumped to her feet, she was no longer embarrassed, she was angry.

She walked to her room, she knew she was in no mood to read. She needed to lie down, that would help. It would at least help her cool down even if it wouldn't do much about her emotions.

She got to the door of her room and opened it. Without missing a beat, she rushed to her bed and threw herself on it. She sighed in satisfaction.

She rolled to one end and then to the other. She was restless. She tried to stay still but she found herself tossing and turning again. She couldn't go back to the library, she would be reminded of the incident, so she just laid there.

Mauve heard a knock and sat upright. "Come in," she called out.

The door opened and Mill walked in.

"Mill," she called excitedly. Seeing a familiar face was just what she needed. "Is something wrong?" She could guess that there were at least two hours before it was time for the second meal.

"No, you don't have to get up, I'll come to you." Mill said and walked toward the bed.

"Okay," she said.

"I am only here to ask if you would like any special dish for the second meal. Well, the celebration isn't until the last meal but we wanted to make this as special as possible." She sounded pretty excited.

"The guards?" Mauve asked. She could guess but she wanted to hear it from Mill.

"Yes, they are hale and hearty. Praise the spirits. If you had seen them when they were brought in, it's enough to make one lose appetite."

"That bad?" Mauve asked, even though she was the reason they had been in such a state, she never checked in on them.

"Quite so. I have to go now. Would you like anything to be added to the menu?" Mill asked.

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"No, thank you."

"Okay, excuse me, Mauve." Mill turned and started toward the door.

"Mill," Mauve called.

"Yes."

"I would like to have the second meal in my room, please."

Mill's lips formed a thin line, "It's a celebration."

Mauve sighed, "Okay. I will join them."