Chapter 8

NIKLAUS was smirking as he was looking at the retreating figure of his future wife. Lady Rebecca Davis has such a spirit that would make his life more interesting. And Niklaus knew that she would be much more interested if she was going to be hearing that Niklaus was determined to beget an heir with her.
He shivered at the thought as the demon inside him was stirring.
Niklaus had to control it before he walked toward the door as he wanted to meet the Master and Mistress of the manor. He has to ask for Becca's hand in marriage from Lord Matthew Davis.
That was why he was sitting at the divan right now.
"So, let me get this right on. You have proposed and she said yes?" Lord Matthew asked Niklaus as the duke was nodding at the Lord of the house. Niklaus smiled.
"Yes, we have sealed it in a kiss that we shared in the garden. She did not have any complaints but to run away in shyness. I know how she must be feeling when she has been ignored and shunned by others for the last 5 years," Niklaus said as Lord Matthew nodded at him.
"And you are sure that you wanted Becca as your wife? Your future Duchess, Your Grace?" Lord Matthew looked at Niklaus with an uncertainty that Niklaus had to smile at him.
"Yes, I have never met anyone as interesting as your daughter and I am certain that she would make a fine Duchess," Niklaus said as he was sipping on the wine that was being served by the Mistress of the manor. Lord Matthew was looking at Niklaus for a moment before he nodded.
"If a peer of this realm was asking for my daughter, I cannot say no to them. You have my blessing for my daughter's hand in marriage, Your Grace," Lord Matthew said before Niklaus was smiling at him.
"Do not fret now. You can call me Niklaus. We're family now," Niklaus stated as he was clicking the wine glass with Lord Matthew but he was still wary of Niklaus' intention to marry his daughter.

LORD Matthew looked outside their manor to the place where The Higher Court lords assembled and most of the gentry were staying. The lord sighed as he was undoing his cravat as Lady Georgia was helping him out of the waistcoat. His wife was arching her eyebrow at him.
"What are you thinking about, dearest?" Lady Georgia was asking her husband. Lord Matthew turned to regard his Georgie before he took her hands into his.
"Do you think we're doing the right thing for Becca? Belikov is from The Higher Court. I don't want her to be in trouble," Lord Matthew stated before Lady Georgia was caressing his cheeks. He leaned into that touch.
"I'm scared for our daughter too, dearest," Lady Georgia stated as Lord Matthew was arching his eyebrow.
"I thought you would be overjoyed with this union?" Lord Matthew teased her before Lady Georgia slapped his chest playfully. Lord Matthew chuckled.
"I am but I don't trust the Higher Court. You know their history," Lady Georgia stated as she was looking into his green orbs.
The ones that Becca inherited from him. And her black hair from his Georgie.
"I know. I know. But I hope she will not be involved in that," Lord Matthew stated as he was staring at the sprawling capital of Royal Molftus. Their manor was situated at the edge of the residency for The Higher Court lords but Lord Matthew never let his guard down.
He learned that the hard way.
"Come, dearest. We have to rest and maybe we can only hope that Becca was headstrong enough to face this," Lady Georgia stated as she ushered Lord Matthew to the bathtub that was filled with lukewarm water. Lord Matthew chuckled before he kissed his wife's neck.
"She is but I think we can put this conversation to rest now," Lord Matthew said as he was grazing his mouth on Georgie's neck. Lady Georgia sighed.
"Okay," she replied before Lord Matthew was grazing his teeth to the skin.
"Good, my dear," he whispered huskily before punching his teeth into his wife's neck and drinking her blood for his fill that day.
Lady Georgia gasped as she was gripping Lord Matthew’s hair tightly. Her vision clouded over as she was trying to control herself. She knew that she was having an erotic effect of her husband’s feeding. Who would have thought that she would be having such a wanton behaviour just from feeding her husband alone?
“Dearest,” she whispered. Lady Georgia arched her body as Lord Matthew was gripping her bodice. She gasped when her husband was closing the punctures that he made for his feeding. His tongue swiped the holes to close them off. She sighed.
“What is it, beloved?” he asked as Lord Matthew was staring into Lady Georgia’s eyes. She smiled as she wound her arms around his neck. Lady Georgia snuggled against his chest. Lord Matthew kissed the top of her head.
“I’m afraid that our daughter cannot withstand the lifestyle of the Higher Court. What if… what if she did something that would ruin her reputation and Duke of Belikov’s? What will happen then?” Lady Georgia stated her worries as she looked into Lord Matthew’s eyes.
Lord Matthew smiled as he was removing the pearl buttons that held his wife’s bodice together. Her eyes widened but he could see that his Georgie was ready to fulfil her duty as his lawfully wedded wife. He removed the sleeves from her arms as Lady Georgia stood half naked in front of him.
“Do not fret, beloved. I’m sure that our daughter can deal with the issues that rise when her marriage sails. What we can do now is to enjoy each other,” he whispered huskily as Lady Georgia stepped out of her luxurious gown. Lord Matthew smirked.
“That’s my beloved,” he added as he pulled Lady Georgia into his arms. However, his wife had another plan when she gripped his hair tightly in her hands. Lord Matthew’s vision turned black. He knew that his dark desire was showing in her eyes as Lady Georgia smirked.
“You just knew how to make me want you even more, dearest,” she whispered huskily before Lady Georgia was pulling his head down. She was teasing him by brushing her lips against his.
Lord Matthew groaned before pulling his wife against his front. His erection was grazing against his breeches. Lady Georgia chuckled softly.
“In time, dearest. In time, you have all of me,” she whispered huskily as they sealed their promise that night with a hot, passionate kiss.