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were welcoming the painful arousal. No, real agony and torture was still waiting for her. That he had planned for her. He lowered his head and tasted her right nipple. He touched the tip lightly with his tongue as he encircled his lips around it and began to suck.

His fangs sunk into the sensitive skin of her breast, causing a jolt to surge through her body. He couldn’t taste any blood and didn’t like it, even though he wasn’t supposed to draw any. The longing for her blood, the hunger for it, spurred him on.

Elizabeth’s calves wrapped around his hips even more tightly and pulled him towards her, to her wet, desirous centre. He resisted it, wanted to stretch out the pain that he still wanted to inflict on her. Her genuine submission in this moment fascinated him far more than his thirst for revenge from before.
    How had she man aged to evade his spell? How had she done it? It should have erased any desire to escape in her, but instead she had not only escaped from his cellar, but had even gotten as far as the city outskirts.
    His teeth sunk in still more firmly and he had to force himself to hold back. He couldn’t break skin. Every desire to savour her devotion suddenly vanished. This emotional chaos was making him dizzy.

He lifted his head and worried he might see blood around her nipples, but the only evidence of his anger and frustration were two light impressions. No blood. Again, the regret and relief rose in him in equal measure. He turned to the other nipple and sucked firmly on the sweet button until she cried out.

Elizabeth had also cried when he had picked her up on the street after her escape attempt. She had sobbed in a way that expressed both gratitude and fear. In spite of his spell, of the madness to which he had driven her, she had still been able to recognise him. The last girl he had cursed had forgotten what her name was as soon as she’d tried to open the cellar door. By the end she hadn’t even known how to breathe anymore. This was a curse that could be fatal, yet this small girl in his arms had survived it. Elizabeth clearly knew her own mind as he nuzzled her breasts. She was so strong. In spite of her thin frame and sensitive skin, Alexander marvelled at how this girl was so strong, mentally and spiritually.  

Suddenly he felt her finger nails scratching his scalp as she buried her hands in his hair. When had he let go of her wrists?

She drew his lips closer towards her and trailed one hand through his hair, over his sensitive scalp to his neck. Her fingers delicately stroked his skin before sinking deeply and tenderly into his knotted muscles and massaged them. He indulged in the feeling and was unable to stop himself from letting out a moan. She, too, let out an expression of exultation as she felt the vibrations in her chest. His tongue licked leisurely circles around the sensitive flesh and occasionally flicked over the raised nubs of her nipples. She tasted full-bodied here too, but much finer and more nuanced. He sucked harder, wanted more from this wonderful taste, from this wonderful flesh in his mouth. So much until it filled his entire mouth.   

“Yes,” she moaned and lowered her head back into the pillow while her finger nails sunk into his skin.

Alexander shuddered.

Why wasn’t she resisting it? Why had she stopped? Why was there no more “please, no”? Only a moment ago she had balked, why the sudden change?

He lifted his head and looked into her smoky eyes. He could see lust, longing and passion in them. No reluctance, no desire to escape, no fear, no resistance.

He didn’t understand. The chaos in his head was becoming too much. He needed answers.
    “ Why are you no longer resisting?”

Her fingers released his hair and ran down his back, as though she wanted to feel, taste, sense everything at the same time. A soft, small wrinkle appeared between her eyebrows as she frowned slightly.

“Because…” she was breathing heavily in