Chapter 58

EMILY did not know what to do. She froze to the spot where Ian was gripping her neck and was now, apparently, sucking her blood. She cannot do anything as she was remembering what she learned when she was younger; when her parents were still alive and her brother was still around.
So, the legend of the Gentry being something else was true then, she mused as she was controlling her silent sob when Ian was sucking off her neck.
The blood was covering her bodice as well as her skirts. Emily had been pulled down by Ian to the floor as he was on top of her. She was closing her eyes as she did not know what to do when she was assaulted by her husband right now. Emily just prayed that she would wake up from this nightmare as Ian was licking the wounds before he sighed with relief. Emily opened her eyes to see the familiar amber orbs of her husband that were staring at her and she was shocked to see there was regret in them right now.

IAN did not know that blood could be so…alluring and sweet as he was sucking it. He did not notice as well that he was hurting his wife as Ian was looking at her with horror now.
The blood that was coming from her neck was on her bodice as well as her skirt and right now, Ian was feeling horrible after he witnessed what he had done.
“No, no, no! This cannot be,” he said as he was getting up from the floor and was staring at his wife who was sobbing silently right now.
“Oh, Emily. I am so sorry! I did not know what was coming over me,” Ian said as he was moving toward her. Emily flinched before Ian was taking a step back from her.
“Why did you not stop me?” Ian said as he was looking at her. She was sitting up now as Emily was focusing her brown orbs on him. He saw the pain and pain in them and he was the one that was causing them.
“I…don't know what to do,” Emily said as she was looking at Ian. He turned away from his wife as he was shaking his head.
“No, I cannot do that. I am so stupid to ever let the Demon inside me control me,” he mumbled as Emily was calling after him.
“Ian, I—”
“I have to go,” he said before he ran away from his wife, into the dressing room he was closing and locked the door as he was leaning against the wall. Ian could still taste her sweet blood on his lips as he was sliding down to the floor.
I’m a monster, he thought, as he was sobbing silently when he knew that Emily would leave him for sure now because she had been a victim of a Vampyre from the Higher Court and told everyone what she knew about Ian now.

EMILY looked at the door that her husband had disappeared into. She was feeling the tingling sensation on her neck as she was caressing them.
There was no wound, she mused as she was getting up from the floor. She swayed a bit because of the blood loss, but she never felt better.
She was…turned on to be honest about blood-feeding.
For Ian to be sucking on her neck as she was giving it to him, she felt her chest was throbbing and her stomach was being stoked with a burning desire to have her husband fuck her raw until they both couldn’t move.
Emily felt the heat in her face as she was touching them. She sighed before Ian was coming out of the dressing room, immaculate in his black waistcoat and breeches as he was putting on his hat, ready to leave. An alarm went through her gut.
“Where are you going?” Emily asked him as Ian was looking at her. He shrugged before he was grabbing the cane that was on the side of the bed.
“I am going to the Stone Tower now. There’s an emergency meeting with the Higher Court. Do not wait up for me,” he said as he was walking past Emily. Emily looked at his retreating figure before her husband was gone from their bedchamber. Emily walked up to the balcony as she was looking at Ian, who was ready to get out of the house.
Out of her life. Out of their marriage. Forever.
“You coward!” Emily shouted as she was looking at Ian who was stopping at the bottom of the foyer stairs before the butler was moving away from the quarrel. He did not want to be in a fight right now as the marquis closed his eyes.
Opening his eyes, Ian turned to look at her with his amber eyes. Emily was feeling the courage that she needed. She had to come clean and make Ian regret leaving her alone right now.
“You think you can just get away from something like this? After, what did you do to me? I will tell the locals of your secret, my lord,” Emily said before she saw that Ian’s jaw was clenching. She blinked and in an instant, Ian was in front of her.
“You would not dare,” he said calmly as he was gripping her arm before he was pulling her into the bedchamber again. Emily was feeling the tingling sensation whenever they touched and, right now, she was still turned on by that blood-sucking that Ian was doing to her earlier.
I must be going mad, she mused before Ian was closing the door and he was regarding her with his hardened amber eyes. Emily matched his stare with her own before she put her hands on her hips.
“You think after what you’ve done to me, you can just run away?” Emily confronted her husband as Ian was losing his cravat. He felt stuffed in them as Emily was pushing him to the edge. She knew that she was getting on her husband’s nerves and she was succeeding.
“You are a coward, taking off after drinking my blood and you think I would not rebel against you, my lord?” She said as Ian snapped his eyes at her after she said that she was calling him ‘my lord’. She smirked as Ian was narrowing his eyes upon her.
“What do you want me to do? Telling you the truth about my heritage? About my disease?” Ian said as he was breathing hard. Emily did not know what to do. So, she only did the one thing that she knew. Ian was agitated but she knew how to calm him down and make him forget about their fight right now.
Also, she was turned on that her chest was throbbing so hard that Emily would go mad if she did not have her husband in her bed. Hence, she kissed her husband.
Ian did not respond to anything as Emily was wrapping her arms around his neck. She groaned as her husband did not respond to her kiss and when she was about to break it, Ian was pulling her closer by the waist before she was being pushed to the walls.
That’s more like it, Emily thought as she was smiling at that kiss that they shared.
Ian growled before she felt him molding himself to her lithe body. Emily was gripping his silken hair before Ian was breaking the kiss as she was looking at her husband.
Ian was breathing hard. As well as Emily. Ian rested his forehead against hers before she was looking into the familiar amber eyes that were looking into her brown eyes. Into her heart. Into her soul.
“If we do this, you can never divorce me, Emily, and you cannot get out of gentry’s life like you wanted to in the first place,” Ian whispered to her as Emily responded to his statement by kissing him.
“I thought it was obvious that I would not leave you alone anymore,” Emily replied as Ian was looking at her, smirking as could.
“You’re such a tease, wife,” Ian said as Emily smiled.
“And I am glad that I am your tease, husband,” Emily said before Ian smiled. He was looking at her before he furrowed his eyebrows together.
Emily sensed that her husband’s mood was changing and Emily felt like he was about to shut her out again. Emily grabbed his hands before they locked eyes.
“Do not shut me out. Tell me if there’s something you want to talk about. I am your wife, your anchor and I will do anything to make you feel better, Ian,” Emily said, as Ian sighed. He closed his eyes before he smiled weakly. Emily was caressing his cheeks before Ian was leaning into her touch.
“There is something,” he said as he was looking at Emily with his amber orbs. Emily nodded as she was bracing herself for something that Ian was talking about.
“What is it?” She asked as Ian was looking at her. Her husband was quiet before he was pulling Emily to sit on the bed. Her skirts rustled before she realized that she was still in that horrible dress. She grimaced.
“What is it?” Ian asked her before she turned to look at him. He was looking at her before Emily was smiling at him.
“I think I need to clean up,” she said as she was pointing at her bodice and skirt. Ian groaned before she laughed.
“I should not have attacked you,” he said as he was nuzzling her neck before Emily was kissing his shoulder.
“But you can bathe with me, which will be so much better,” Emily whispered to Ian before he was looking at his wife again. Then, he smirked.
“Well, don’t mind if I do then,” he said as he was taking Emily into the dressing room before Ian was ringing for the bathtub and hot water. The household was busy preparing for their master and mistress’ bath as Ian was looking at Emily.
He kissed her whilst he was undoing the lace at the front of her dress.
Emily panted before Ian was removing her gown. She was standing in her petticoats and corset before Ian was untying her corset before he removed it from her body. Then, he was removing the petticoats as well.
“You are so beautiful, my love,” Ian whispered to her as he was kneeling behind her whilst he was undoing the garters of her stockings. Then, he was pulling them down. Ian turned to Emily as he was eyeing her up and down, who was only in her thin chemise now. Ian smirked.
“The bath is ready, milord,” the valet said as Ian was covering Emily up before he glared at the valet. Emily chuckled before Ian shook his head. The valet scurried away after he saw the murderous glance from his master of the estate.
Ian sighed. “I hate it when someone else is looking at what’s mine,” he said before they went to the bathtub, as Ian was removing the towel and Emily was removing his waistcoat and breeches before they both were immersed in the bathtub.
Emily got inside first with Ian standing behind her as he was kissing her shoulder. Then, they are both immersed in the water as Ian removes his shirt as well as Emily’s chemise. Their naked, glistening bodies were rubbing against each other. Emily sighed as they were enjoying the silence between them before the real deal began after the bath.
And they both were not ready to open up just yet until they both cleaned.