[Chapter Limit - Complete] The Dimitrescus x FEMALE!Reader One-Shots

Rosa Canina pt. 3

Once she was sat down, you cleared your throat and started talking. "I'll admit, it'll take some time getting over my fear of you."

She flinched and moved away, making your heart ache. You moved closed to her, cautiously taking her hand and turning to face her, giving her a smile once she finally looked at you. "But that doesn't mean I don't have feelings for you. I still do, no matter how hard I tried to get rid of them, they'd always come back. When your mother forced me to eat, I thought it was just Bela's request — until I asked her about it and she seemed confused."

Cassandra seemed to get flustered at that, making you giggle quietly and pull her closer to you, gently placing a hand on her cheek. She immediately leaned into your touch, faint buzzing could be heard before she hid her face in your neck, making you try to figure out what had just happened. A small smirk tugged at the corner of your mouth, your arms wrapping around her slowly.

"Lady Cass—."

"Cass." She growled, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Cass..." You breathed, earning a low hum of approval from the vampire. "Did you just purr?"

"I'll fucking bite you."

"I'll moan." You muttered before freezing, realizing you had actually said that instead of thinking it.

Cassandra was silent for a moment, her lips pulling into a wide grin before she peppered kisses along your neck — searching for your pulse point. When her lips found it, your breath caught in your throat, making her giggle against your skin. Her tongue gently dragged along the skin covering your vein, her fangs scraping at the sensitive flesh.

"Are you okay with this?" She asked timidly, attempting to pull back to look at you — only to have you stop her.

"Bite. Me." You growled, making her pull you onto her lap and hold you flush against her body as her fangs sunk into your flesh.

A low moan caused by pain and pleasure left you, making her shudder as she drank from you, the groans coming from her making it hard for you to stay still. Every sound that left her vibrated on your skin and sent heat to your core, your hands gently pushing her cloak down so your fingers could gently grasp her black locks. Her tongue began to lap up the remaining blood before the warm liquid stopped flowing.

"I can smell your arousal." She staggered out, her breathing uneven as she tried to contain her urges. To both drain you dry and to satisfy your every need until you were a moaning mess beneath her.

"I told you I'd moan if you bit me." You stated matter-of-factly, your eyes locking with hers. "You're so hot..."

"I should be the one saying that," She countered, kissing along your jaw. "Is there any other way I can apologize to you?"

You hummed in thought, running your fingers through her hair as her lips trailed down your neck. Letting your head tilt back to give her more access, the low growl that left her gave you an idea, a wide grin spreading across your face.

"Actually, yes. There is another way — one that will make me forgive you entirely."

That caught her attention, making you lean forward until she was laying down, your arms pinning her between you and the couch. "There are a few maidens who made fun of me for liking you and then getting rejected."

Her eyes narrowed at your words, a bloodlust clouding her eyes as her hands gripped your waist tightly. You leaned down and pecked her lips, giggling softly when she tried to chase the kiss for more. You brought a finger to her lips, your [E/C] eyes gleaming with malice.

"I want to torture them with you," You stated, watching her lips part to suck your finger between them, eliciting a low groan from you. "And then afterwards, we have makeup sex."

"I love that idea." She murmured from around your finger, her eyes burning with bloodlust and love.