Chapter 447. Do You Miss My Blood?
Seven Sins System Chapter 447. Do You Miss My Blood?
I couldn't help but smirk. This is what I wanted from my servants and all the women who served me—their unwavering loyalty, their willingness to give everything for me alone.
It wasn't just me; this was something all immortals, both devils and goddesses, desired.
Power, devotion, and a sense of control that only such loyalty could bring.
“Your words are sweet like honey,” I said, leaning closer to her ear, my breath warm against her skin.
“I like it,” I continued, my voice a low, satisfied murmur.
Living among mortals and pretending to be one of them for so long had twisted my mind a bit, at least by my standards.
Sometimes, I almost felt like one of them, a fellow mortal, especially when I was with those pathetic trio of humans who called themselves my friends.
They were kind of funny, though. It wasn’t like I forgot my status and identity; it was just that sometimes, I felt the same as them. So yes, moments like these reminded me of who I was and how I was supposed to act around mortals.
Red smiled at my compliment, a glint of pleasure in her eyes.
“Do you miss my blood?” I teased her, knowing the answer but wanting to hear her say it.
Her smile widened, and she let out a soft, almost purring sound. “Always, my Lord. Your blood is... intoxicating.”
I chuckled at her reaction, a deep, satisfied sound that echoed in the quiet room.
“I’ll give it to you… for free,” I said, the offer hanging in the air like a tantalizing promise.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she pulled back slightly to look at me.
“Really?” she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper.
I nodded, adopting a casual tone. “Let’s just say this is our reunion gift,” I replied.
Her disbelief was clear. I had never given my blood to her for free before. Usually, it was a reward, a potent incentive for completing tasks I set for her. The only time I had given it freely was when I found her dying all those centuries ago. After that, it had always come with conditions.
Red’s eyes glimmered with emotion. “Thank you, my Lord. You spoil me,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude.
I offered my hand, turning my wrist upward to expose the veins. I usually only let her feed from my wrist or, on occasion, teased her with a few drops of blood on my fingers. Not my neck. That was a privilege reserved for equals, and as much as I valued Red, she was still my servant.
Red's eyes locked onto my wrist, her breathing quickening. The hunger in her gaze was clear, a raw, visceral need that she could barely contain.
She licked her lips, her tongue flicking out to wet them in anticipation. She leaned closer, her mouth opening slightly to reveal her fangs. Her eyes flicked up to meet mine, seeking permission one last time.
I gave a small nod, and she lowered her head, planting her fangs into my wrist.
The initial bite was sharp, a fleeting pain that quickly gave way to a deeper, more profound sensation.
I could feel the pull of her feeding, the way her body responded to the flow of my blood. Her eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping her lips as she savored the taste.
There was an almost erotic intensity to the way she fed, her lips and tongue working against my skin with a mixture of reverence and hunger.
I watched her closely, my own breath coming a little faster.
Red's body trembled slightly as she drank, the sensation of my blood flowing into her bringing a kind of ecstasy that was unique to vampires.
Her moans grew softer, more intimate, as if each sip carried her closer to a pinnacle of pleasure. Her eyes remained closed, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks, and her body pressed closer to mine.
When she finally pulled away, her movements were languid, almost reluctant. Her lips were stained with my blood. She looked up at me, her eyes glazed with a mixture of satisfaction and longing. The expression on her face was one of pure bliss, her breath coming in shallow, rapid pants as she tried to regain her composure.
Her face, now fully visible, was a study in contrasts. Her eyes shone with a deep, almost reverent adoration, and her cheeks were flushed with the afterglow. The corners of her mouth curled into a satisfied smile, and she licked her lips, savoring the last remnants of my blood.
She looked at me with a satisfied smile, a glint of mischief in her eyes.
“Tasty,” she murmured, her voice filled with a contented purr. “I missed this taste so much,” she admitted, her gaze never leaving mine.
I chuckled.
“It’s a taste you’ll never find anywhere except me,” I said, my voice teasing. The corners of my mouth curled into a playful smirk.
Red’s smile widened, her eyes sparkling with a mix of affection and hunger. Her expression was one of deep satisfaction.
She leaned back slightly, her body still close to mine, her fingers trailing gently over the spot where she had bitten me.
The mark from her fangs had already disappeared, my regeneration ability making quick work of the small wound.
My skin was as smooth and unblemished as it had been before. The system within me didn’t even register the damage; the wound was too insignificant to matter, my regenerative powers far outpacing any harm her bite could cause.
“It’s incredible,” she said softly, her voice filled with wonder. “No matter how many times I drink, it always feels like the first time.”
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