The Duke's Passion

Sam bent over, but before his lips touched mine, I raised a finger and put it on his lips. His eyes narrowed as he sucked air through his gritted teeth.

"I have a request," I expressed with a sly smirk on my lips.

"My wife, striking a request after teasing me is unfair!" He frowned, making me giggle playfully.

"Drink." I didn't beat around the bush as I cocked my head, highlighting my neck. "You haven't been drinking, Sam. Blood is a necessity for you."

"What gave you the impression I'm not drinking?"

"Whose blood is it?" my brow arched as I studied his mischievous smirk.

"Humans are not the only ones who had blood, my dearest Lilove." Sam carefully held my wrist to the side. "I don't drink human and vampire blood."

"You drink animal blood?"

"It's not as nutritious as humans and vampires, but it is enough to quench my thirst," he explained with a shrug. 

I didn't know if that should appease me, but I remained adamant. "Just to be sure, drink my blood. If this blood of mine is so precious that even the king wants me to bear his heir, why don't…"

"He wants, what?" I trailed off as he inquired in the coldest tone I had ever heard. "Bear his heir…? Not only he wants to start an affair with you, but he also wants you to bear his heir?"

"Lexx is a lunatic, Sam."

"Lexx…?" he snickered as his eyes narrowed, making me bite my tongue while staring at his glinting eyes. "... don't call him so sweetly, my wife. I might just really lose it."

"Then… just snap," I taunted as I raised my chin up. "I feel like a devil whispering to you, but your actions so far had been bothering me."

"I want to hear you, Sam," I added in resolve. "I want to hear you in my head… and I want you to hear me. This is the only communication that can reassure me you are safe."

The corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. "You will regret having my voice in your head, my darling."

Sam stood on his knees, licking his canine teeth as his fangs grew with his eyes fixed on me. He crossed his arms, clipping the hem of his linen white undershirt, and pulled it up, revealing his muscular upper body.

"Just to clarify," He deliberately paused as he tossed his shirt out of the bed, bending over as he grabbed my wrist and pinned them above me. "I already planned to have you."

He hissed as his nose brushed against mine, then traced my jaw up to my ear. "That's why I fed you the grapes," he whispered before nibbling my earlobe.

My breath hitched as my chest moved in and out heavily. "You are considerate."

"I am?" His chuckle was low as he continued tracing kisses to my neck. "My wife's only change is she is getting bolder, it concerns me."

"No, your change concerns me," I quivered underneath him as he bit my shoulder lightly.

"Change is a miracle for vampires, love." He paused as he licked my neck, preparing it before sinking his fangs into me. "The only change in me is my play style."

I held my breath when I sensed him open his mouth, and it didn't take long before I felt the sharpness of his fangs against my skin. My fingers curved slowly as my back arch for the slow and painful and arousing sting on my neck.

"Sam…" I moaned, closing my eyes as I felt his fangs in me. His gulping that caressed my ears, somehow, sent a sense of fulfillment into my heart.

Was it because my blood was slowly turning into how it was supposed to be? It felt more sensual than ever before.

His grip around my wrist tightened before he pulled away. "My wife, your response makes it hard to pull away."

"Then, don't." My lower lip trembled as my throat felt parched. "Just stop before you kill me." 

"Hmm…" Sam smirked before he bit his lower lip until it bled. "Your husband is considerate and a gentleman, I don't just receive."

He bent over, hovering his lips over my lips. "Have me, my love."

"Who said I won't?" I lifted my head and licked the blood on the corner of his lip. 

His lips curled up against mine. "This will be a nasty morning. At this rate, we will bother a lot of noses."

"Let them be bothered." My response was quick as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Can they blame a newlywed's energy?"

"Your confidence makes you hard to resist, Love." He grinned as he took my lips for a long and deep kiss, snaking his arms around my waist as he bent lower, his weight on me.

*****

Meanwhile, in the inner garden near the main palace of the king, Stefan and Beatrice sat across from each other in the grand pavilion.

"That is quite a pleasant smell, don't you think?" Beatrice sniffed faintly before setting her eyes on the man across from her. "I can discern the one is Hell, but the other? Is it the Duchess? No wonder many are drawn to her; her blood literally attracts purebloods. The Bloodfangs are surely cunning."

Stefan's expression was stoic, but his eyes were blazing. Beatrice chuckled, as she could tell how this displeased the king.

"My, they are newlyweds, after all. So, their cravings are strong." She smirked, assisting herself up, tracing the table with her fingertips while walking over to his side.

Beatrice stood behind his chair, her hand on his shoulder as she massaged him sensually. A playful glint flickered across her eyes as she bent over and whispered in his ear.

"Say, shall I offer my neck to make you feel better, Your Majesty?" she gazed at his side while Stefan turned his head to face her. 

He raised his hand and caressed her lips with his thumb. "By offering yourself, what is it that you want?"

"You already know what I want, Your Majesty." Beatrice walked around while Stefan held her wrist, yanking her to his lap. "My! You don't have to show your jealousy in front of another woman. It'll break my heart."

Stefan ignored her nonsense comments. "What you want is difficult, but it's not impossible." 

"If it's easy, I wouldn't go to you."

His eyes glinted as the side of both their lips curled into a smirk. "You are quite lovely, Beatrice," he whispered as he bent over, sinking his fangs into her neck while she arched her back against him.

"Quite lovely… it's funny how you men see us as just that."