Married To The Mad Vampire Lord-Chapter 54: Naughty little wife

"Y-you bit me," she muttered again as she could still feel the sting of it and the throbbing, lingering sensation of his kiss on her lips. Now that he was awake and that look of his was restored, she could feel herself coming back to her senses that had deserted her upon seeing his back.

"So? Aren’t I allowed to bite my own woman?" he rasped thickly, his voice still thick with sleep and amusement, causing her to flush even more.

"I should do more than nip you, Isa. Have you any idea what you made me go through for the past three days you were suffering from this human fever, hmm? You made the work of being a doctor seem harder than it ought to be, damn." He clicked his tongue and moved his lips closer to hers like he would kiss her again but only to rub his lips against hers by turning his head left and right. "You gave me so much headache, sweetheart," he whispered softly, moving back slightly to look down at her swollen lips from his kiss.

Belle swallowed hard as she realized he was staring at her lips yet again, but then his words registered in her fuzzy head. He had been the one to nurse her back to health? She’d been sick for three days?!

"Y-you were the one who took care of me and bathed me?" she asked, a deep color rising to her face and making her wish the ground would open and swallow her. She could still faintly remember being bathed and being touched. Not to mention he had changed her nightdress and seen her naked! freёnovelkiss.com

Seeing the color on her face, Rohan moved back a little, suspending himself on his elbows while he was still lying down between her parted legs, with her hands now protectively posed between them as if that would stop him if he decided he wanted to take her now. He wanted to—he had wanted to take her since the night he pleasured her with his fingers—but he knew it wasn’t the right time yet.

He could feel the perfect curve of her womanly figure against his, and his hardened arousal was now nestled squarely against the V between her parted thighs.

He was right where he wanted to be; all he had to do was pull down his trousers and move her nightdress out of his way. He already knew she wore nothing underneath, as he had dressed her in the nightdress of his choice, he’d push himself into that dewy warmth of hers that made his pulse quicken and his lower part hum with the anticipating excitement to be inside her.

Rohan never felt the way he felt unless he was inside a woman—that feeling of adrenaline and excitement—which was why he carried and slept with many of them. But with his bunny, he needn’t be inside her; just the thought of her gave him those feelings. She gave him the illusion of being normal, which was why he hadn’t been able to have any other woman ever since he had brought her back here, and he planned on never having anyone again—not when his wife was much more exciting than the whores he carried before.

But then this same wife of his had made his life hell in the span of three damn days. He had thought being a doctor was easy. Well, it was easy—it was only that he wanted to do it damn right so he wouldn’t end up killing his little wife with his impatience. He had fought his vampire traits in those days; he had only stepped out ten times to have blood, and he’d stopped himself from taking from her.

"Who else did you expect I would allow to touch what belongs to me?" He scoffed at her question.

"I don’t like it when people touch what is mine when I can do it myself. Do you know what you made me go through, little bunny?" he questioned as he looked down at her, where she looked like she would go down into the bed in embarrassment for the fact that he had bathed her when she had the fever. "I had to read four books about health and also mix concoctions all because of you. Did you know I even stayed up all day and night to keep you warm in my arms because you were shivering like a puppy in winter?"

Belle’s heart swelled with warmth against her will. He had done all that for her? She did not know why he was telling her everything he had done for her sake. She was more than grateful that he had taken care of her, but she also couldn’t hide the fact that she was embarrassed and ashamed that he had seen her without her clothes.

"You should have let Farrah bathe me and called the doctor for my fever. You shouldn’t have gone through the trouble of doing all that," she voiced out her displeasure, this time without hiding it. Why would he put himself through reading four books when he could call the doctor?

Belle saw him smirk and also felt one of his hands slip beneath her waist and wrap around her in a way that made her gasp softly. "Didn’t you hear what I just said, sweetheart? No one touches what is mine when I am well capable of doing it."

She felt her heart thud at those words. "But it’s not proper that you took off my clothes and also bathed me. My—"

"I am your husband, little bunny. Are you forgetting that so soon, or is it because we haven’t fucked to consummate the marriage that makes you think it’s improper if I see you without this?" he said as he hooked his finger into her nightdress sleeve and tugged at it gently.

"We haven’t consummated the marriage?" Belle asked with wide eyes as she looked up at his smiling face that held mischief. What did he mean by they had not consummated when he had done it with his fingers?!

"Tsk, tsk, how naive is my little wife. That was nothing—you told me you were tired on our wedding night, and I gave you the pleasure for starters. Now, now, don’t tell me you thought that was considered our wedding night?" he asked as if he did not already know that she thought of that as their wedding consummation. One thing he liked more than wanting to see her show another side of herself she did not show to others was the blush that always found its way to her face when it came to the topic of intimacy.

"I... I thought we already did it..." Belle said in a small whisper as she glared at him when he chuckled at her words.

"Why would you think that, sweetheart? Weren’t you taught the way it is done?" He arched an amused brow that made her blink and then shake her head, trying not to show that she was uncomfortable about the topic. It seemed the more embarrassed she showed him she was, the more he liked to make her uncomfortable. Thus, Belle decided to act like it didn’t bother her.

"I have never been told how it should be done. A lady is to be taught by her husband and not seek the knowledge outside."

"But you still tried to seek it, didn’t you? Don’t worry—I am a good teacher, and I will teach you how it’s done in no time," he said with a wicked grin that made her bravado about not showing embarrassment fade away immediately. She had forgotten this was Rohan—he seemed to know exactly how to make her uncomfortable and flustered, especially when he was still lying suspended on her body, between her parted thighs!

"Tsk, naughty little wife. What did you learn when you tried to seek the knowledge?" he asked as he used his hand to move away a few strands of hair falling over her face, tucking them carefully behind her ear. "Tell me." He looked down at her lips and then up at her face as he brought his hand back to rest beside her head.

"Can we sit up?" she asked uncertainly, not liking how she was aware of his body on hers and how, whenever he spoke, his breath fanned her lips.

"No," he deadpanned, pinning her more down on the bed with his weight that wasn’t entirely on her. "I like it this way. Tell me what you learned from the knowledge you tried to seek."