He loved her breasts, small but mouthwatering with its pertness, and just begging to be suckled with their pretty pink nipples. He loved the contrast between her slender waist and shapely hips, but most of all, he loved the flesh that was already noticeably quivering under a triangle of lace, and whose musky scent was now tempting him out of his mind.
Juliette couldn't help but shiver when she saw the way her guardian's eyes were suddenly hard and burning with lust.
"Do you trust me?" her guardian demanded thickly.
All she could do was nod—-
And then it was already happening.
Oh God!
No!
Wait!
Stop!
Her lips parted, but all she could do was silently scream those words as shock rendered her incapable of resisting. She just couldn't believe that Gaël had torn her panties off, and oh God, she just remembered she still had her period—-
Juliette finally found the strength to try pushing him away, but all she caught in her grip were the curls of his white-blond hair as he pushed her legs open and dipped his head.
Noooooooooo—-
But it was too late.
He was drinking from her.
Drinking her menses.
Her menses!
Mortification flogged her cheeks red even as her body started to shudder. She had never imagined such a thing could happen, but oh, to feel his tongue lapping against the swollen, blood-stained folds of her pussy, and to hear him—-oh God, she could literally hear her guardian drinking her menses—-
She couldn't think of any word to describe it.
All she was knew was how she felt.
And it was pleasure.
Pleasure that was as terrible as it was irresistible, pleasure that was as intoxicating as it was shameful—-oh, to have Gaël drink her dirty blood from her pussy was a pleasure that made her want to cry and cry out, and in the end, that was exactly what she did, as orgasm rocked her world for the very first time.
Gaël felt his ward shudder as he licked the last drop of her blood-laced cum from her swollen folds, and her body was still faintly trembling from the aftermath of her orgasm when he finally lifted his head.
Sitting up, he pulled her to his lap, and Juliette's warm, naked body automatically curled as she snuggled against his chest.
Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Juliette could be so goddamn responsive to his touch, but what had stunned him even more was its tremendous impact on his own body. Even now, he was breathing hard, struggling as he was to control the urge to fuck her pussy yet again, but this time with his cock.
Juliette was startled when her guardian stood up with her still in his arms. "I can walk—-"
But since he had moved with Caro speed, they were already in her en-suite by the time she finished speaking, and Gaël was settling her down on the marble ledge built at the head of the tub.
Water that was just the right side of hot started to fill the tub, and it was then Juliette noticed that her menses had resumed, and blood had started to trickle down one side of her leg.
She gasped in dismay and embarrassment, but before she could wipe it off, Gaël was already holding her in place. He licked the blood off her skin at a languid pace, and Juliette could only whimper as his lips moved from her ankle and all the way up to the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.
When Gaël pulled away, Juliette could only look at him with eyes hazy with passion. If she was in love with him before, her feelings for him were now a thousand times stronger and deeper, and her heart felt like bursting as her guardian went on to soap her legs before using a washcloth to thoroughly clean her sex.
It was really very sweet of him, but incredibly mortifying, too, and her face was completely on fire by the time he had her change into a new nightgown...since he had ripped the old one into halves.
Eep!
Remembering the ripping sound her panties had made as Gaël tore them off her body had her toes curling, and Juliette tried not to squirm as moisture began to pool between her thighs. Oh no—-
Gaël suddenly looked up, and Juliette froze.
"You're starting to feel aroused again, my darling."
Her cheeks burned hotter, and Juliette was starting to feel exhausted with all the blushing he had made her do in a short span of time. "Please stop teasing me," she begged.
His handsome face softened...just before Gaël purred one word out. "Never."
"Gaël!"
But her guardian only chuckled, and he chuckled even more when she stammered and choked upon realizing that he intended to help her put on a fresh change of undies.
"Please let me do this—-"
"It's my job to take care of you."
"B-but my p-pad—-"
All the squirming and stammering she was doing was just too fucking adorable that Gaël had to steal a quick kiss from his ward's lips before soothing her worries away. "It's fine, Juliette. I've drunk more than what you were supposed to release. You will not bleed for the rest of the night."