Chapter 42 Truth or Dare

The next morning, he was biting my neck and drinking my blood, my hands were pinned against the cold floor. I’m getting immense pleasure because I could be able to fulfil his all desires. Now I’m really blessed to become so powerful.

He looked at me, his eyes were shimmering with immense happiness and his lips were drawn to a beatific smile. He moved closer to my face.

“The taste of your blood is so delicious, Angel.” As he whispered, his warm breath caressed my face and sent a chill down my spine. “I’m so glad that I can have human blood without the guilt of killing innocent people. Thank you so much, Angel.” A blissful smile touched his lips.

As he left my hands, I clasped his face. “You know, I’m happier than you because I can fulfil your desires, Jonathan.”

We beamed at each other with immense happiness before hugging each other tightly, smiling contentedly. The days which I was spending with him were precious and I was so grateful to God for giving me these days.

The day had been eventful, filled with laughter, adventure, and shared moments of love. As evening approached, Jonathan and I came back to our forest house, seeking refuge from the cool night air. We settled in the cosy living room, a crackling fire casting a warm glow across the room.

We sunk into the plush sofa, our bodies nestled close together. We decided to play the game, truth or dare. The fire crackled in the background, adding a touch of magic to the atmosphere.

Jonathan’s eyes sparkled mischievously as he turned to me. “Truth or dare, my daring Angel?”

I grinned, feeling a thrill of excitement. “Dare!”

He chuckled, his mind concocting a mischievous plan. “I dare you to give me a silly, exaggerated dance performance right here, right now.”

My eyes widened with surprise. I had never been known for my dancing skills, but I was always up for a challenge. Taking a deep breath, I stood up and walked to the centre of the room, ready to give it my all.

The soft melody of a lively song played through the speakers, filling the room with upbeat energy. I let myself surrender to the rhythm, allowing my body to move freely and without shyness.

With each step, I exaggerated my movements, adding a playful twist to every sway and spin. I twirled around, flailing my arms in the air, and attempted a series of comical dance moves that made Jonathan burst into laughter.

As the music continued, I couldn’t help but embrace the sheer silliness of the moment. I laughed at myself, feeling the joy radiating through my body. The room seemed to come alive with laughter, creating an atmosphere of pure delight.

Jonathan joined in the fun, clapping and cheering me on with enthusiasm. His laughter echoed through the room, blending harmoniously with the music. It was a beautiful symphony of love and happiness, filling our hearts to the brim.

After what felt like an eternity of laughter and silly dance moves, the song finally came to an end. I struck a final pose, panting, but with a wide grin on my face. Jonathan applauded, a look of pure adoration in his eyes.

“You, my Angel, are incredible! That was the most entertaining dance performance I’ve ever seen.” He praised, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

I walked back to the sofa, my cheeks flushed with a mix of exhilaration and embarrassment. I sat down beside him and leaned into his side, feeling his arm wrap around me protectively.

“That was a dare well worth it.” I replied, nuzzling my head against his shoulder.

“Now it’s your turn, Jonathan. Truth or Dare?” I inquired eagerly, my eyes shining with enthusiasm.

“Truth.” He replied.

“Do you currently have an intense desire for my blood?” I asked, raising my eyebrows at him.

“Is that even a question? I constantly yearn for it.” He murmured, brushing his lips against mine.

“In that case, consume it.” I commanded, fixing my piercing gaze upon him.

As Jonathan leaned in to drink blood from my neck, a surge of both pleasure and tingling sensation coursed through my veins. I could feel the connection between us deepening with every drop he took. I let out a soft gasp, my hand instinctively finding its way to his tousled hair.

Jonathan paused momentarily, his lips still pressed against my neck, and looked up at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “You know, my love, there’s something intoxicating about your blood. It carries a sweetness that sets my senses on fire.”

I chuckled softly; the sound laced with a mix of excitement and affection. “Oh, is that so? Well, I’m glad to know this. Consider it my gift to you, an elixir of love and devotion.”

He resumed his gentle feeding, his eyes never leaving mine as he savoured each drop. “It’s more than just a gift, Mia. It’s a reminder of our deep connection, an intimate bond that transcends the ordinary. Drinking your blood is an act of trust and surrender, a symbol of our eternal love.”

I sighed with utter contentment, my fingers caressing his cheek. “And with each sip you take, I feel a sense of unity, a merging of our souls. It’s as if we’re sharing a part of ourselves, intertwining our very essence in this moment.”

Jonathan pulled away slightly, a satisfied smile gracing his lips. “Yes, my love. It’s a communion of our beings, a sacred ritual that heightens our connection and solidifies our eternal bond. I cherish these moments with you.”

I brushed my thumb along his jawline, admiration shining in my eyes. “And I, too, cherish every moment we spend together. There’s an indescribable intimacy in these shared experiences, an intimacy that only we can understand.”

He nodded, his expression filled with a mixture of love and gratitude. “You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.”

I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.”

As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.