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Peter knew that Rias was trying to win him over. Her actions made it abundantly clear that she was interested in him. However, he never expected her to confess so soon. He had assumed she would try to impress him a little more before revealing her feelings.
As Rias confessed, she held a jar that lay on the table in front of her. It was filled with a deep red liquid, "So, what is your reply to my confession?" She asked, pouring the liquid into a glass.
'What is that?' Peter thought, his eyes narrowing as he examined the glass. Suddenly, his nose caught a familiar scent, and his expression shifted rapidly, "Is that blood?" He demanded, his voice laced with anger.
"Huh? Yeah. Remember, I'm a vampire, so I need to drink blood." Rias replied, holding the glass in her hand. She looked at Peter with confusion, 'Why is he angry? Does he dislike the fact that I drink blood? But he knows I'm a vampire. Shouldn't he have expected this?' Her thoughts were tinged with sadness as she wondered if she had misjudged him.
Rose, who was also present, shared similar thoughts, 'Was I wrong about him?' She wondered, her gaze fixed on Peter.
However, both Rias and Rose were mistaken. Peter's anger wasn't directed at the fact that Rias drinks blood; it was because the blood she was drinking belonged to someone else. The mere thought of it infuriated him. It felt like a betrayal, as though she were cheating on him. If she truly loved him, she should only drink his blood—no one else's. At that moment, jealousy consumed him. The woman who had just confessed her feelings to him was now drinking the blood of some unknown person.
Peter stood up abruptly, snatched the glass from Rias's hand, and hurled it across the room. The glass shattered, and the blood spilled onto the floor.
"You are not allowed!" He declared, his voice firm and commanding.
"You are not allowed to drink someone else's blood!"
"If you love me, you can only drink my blood!"
"Only mine!"
His words were filled with obsession, and his eyes burned with possessive anger. He stared at Rias, making it clear that she belonged to him and no one else. She was his, and her blood was his to provide.
He grabbed Rias's hand and pulled her closer, "If you want to drink blood, then drink mine!" He said, forcing her to stand. Rias followed his lead, her eyes locked on his face, which radiated a possessive love that both startled and thrilled her, "Here, drink as much as you like!" He said, sitting back down on her chair and pulling her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her slim waist, holding her firmly.
Finding herself on his lap, Rias's heart swelled with happiness. A smile spread across her face as her fangs emerged. She now understood that Peter had accepted her and her love. His anger and jealousy had revealed his own feelings for her. Why else would he be so upset at the thought of her drinking someone else's blood?
"Okay, from now on, I will only drink your blood~ Honey~" Rias said softly, hugging Peter tightly. She leaned in, placing her mouth near his neck, and with a smooth, practiced motion, she sank her fangs into his skin.
"HMMMMMM♥️!"
'SO TASTY♥️!'
The moment his blood touched her tongue, her eyes widened, and her face flushed with pleasure. An erotic moan escaped her lips. She had tasted many types of blood before, and while they had been tolerable, they paled in comparison to Peter's. The instant his blood entered her mouth, she realized that everything she had consumed before was nothing more than garbage—filthy blood that even a dog would refuse.
Peter's blood was that exquisite.
"Hmmm♥️~ Gulp♥️~ Hmmm♥️~ Gulp♥️~"
The more she drank, the more she craved. She clung to Peter tightly, her ample breasts pressing against his strong chest. Her waist moved rhythmically, rubbing against his crotch as she lost herself in the intoxicating taste of his blood.
Peter, too, was overwhelmed by a strange and pleasurable sensation.
'Haaah~ This feeling~ It feels so good~' He thought, wrapping his arms around Rias and gripping her generous backside tightly. His touch made her tremble with delight.
'Ahhhh♥️~ My honey is gripping me so tightly♥️~' She thought, drinking his blood with the eagerness of a starving child.
The two were so absorbed in each other that they completely forgot about the presence of a third person in the room.
Rose, who stood behind Rias, struggled to maintain her composure. The moment the scent of Peter's blood reached her nose, her body trembled with pleasure. Her vampire instincts roared to life, urging her to pounce on him and drink his blood. It was the first time she had ever felt this way. Peter's blood was unlike anything she had ever smelled before.
'I have to stay strong! I can't let my lady see this shameful side of me!' Rose thought, clenching her fists tightly. She tried to divert her attention, forcing herself to look away from the intimate scene unfolding before her.
"Hmmm♥️~ Gulp♥️~ Hmmm♥️~ Gulp♥️~" Rias continued to drink, her desire growing with each passing second.
While Rias was consumed by her thirst, Peter was equally engrossed in exploring her curves. His hands roamed from her back to her waist, finally settling on her buttocks. The sensation was electrifying. Her ass was both large and incredibly soft, and he had to restrain himself from throwing her to the floor and taking her right then and there.