Even though she could feel his cock throbbing powerfully behind his jeans, and she was clawing his back with her nails and begging him to take her—-
(oh please, please, please)
Gaël refused to take heed, and so he played and played and played, and just as she was about to go out of her mind, he then bent his head down to give her nipple a little bite—-
Aaaah!
That was it for Juliette, and she was barely aware as Gaël swiftly let her down on her feet and held her by the waist before kneeling down to eat her cum. Since today was the last day of her menses, she could feel her pussy only releasing just the smallest amount of blood, and this, too, was something her guardian hungrily drank, and oh, the feel of his mouth on her sex, and his tongue on her flesh—-
"Jules?"
It was Aprilynne, knocking briskly on Juliette's bathroom door, and Gaël lifted his head as his ward squeaked out a yes. Whereas her cheeks were flushed with pleasure just a few seconds earlier, she now looked a little sick at the thought of Aprilynne finding out that she had her guardian with her in the shower.
Juliette's heart skipped a beat when she saw Gaël's cold, blue eyes suddenly start gleaming with wickedness. Whatever it was he was thinking, it couldn't be any good, and just as she shook her head, begging him not to do anything that would expose the truth—-
(oh please, please, please)
"Do you still want to hitch a ride with me or not?"
Something shiny, sharp, and dangerous flashed out as Aprilynne asked her question, and then his fangs were piercing the flesh of her inner thigh, and Juliette's legs gave out as she felt her guardian start to drink her blood.
Oh God.
"Jules!" Aprilynne knocked on the door again.
"I'm..."
Oh God, how could she be coherent when this was the very first time her guardian was drinking blood that was not from her menses? This was his first time to use his fangs on her flesh, and although she had read, heard, and saw from others that a Caro's bite was supposed to be deliriously pleasurable, everything she imagined did not compare at all to reality.
"Jules!"
This...this was surreal in just how good it was. Just how hot and delicious. It was just so—-
Oh God, oh God, oh God—-
Another knock rapped against the door. "Are you coming or what?"
Gaël sucked harder on her thigh, and as she felt her blood gush out and into his mouth, Juliette could only gasp, "Y-Yes, I'm c-coming."
And so she was.
GAËL WATCHED FROM JULIETTE'S bedroom window as his ward and Aprilynne came out of the house. While Jean Luc's ward got behind the wheel, Juliette couldn't seem to help herself as she glanced up at her bedroom, and Gaël smirked at the way her eyes widened upon seeing him.
As Aprilynne's SUV sped away, Gaël wasn't surprised when his phone vibrated with an incoming text from his ward.
Juliette: Why are you still there?!
Gaël: Just enjoying the scent of your cum.
Juliette: OMG
He probably had his ward blushing as she read his message, and the thought had his lips twitching. Of the four wards taken in by House Bellecourt, Juliette had always been the quickest to blush, and it was a trait that everyone in the family, the other wards included, couldn't help taking advantage of from time to time.
Juliette was really the most adorable ward, and she had been even more adorable earlier, when she had pouted and pounded his chest with her fists. 'You're so mean! How could you make me say such a thing to Aprilynne?'
When he lazily pointed out that her words had been true both figuratively and literally, it only had his ward growling like a little kitten, and that, too, had been adorable. Irresistibly so, that by the time Juliette managed to free herself, her lips had been deliciously swollen from his kiss, and Gaël had been breathing hard because it just wasn't fucking enough.
God, how he wanted her!
Just as Gaël was about to turn away from the window, it was then he noticed someone else at the driveway, and icy blue eyes that were exactly like his narrowed up at him.
Shit.
Gaël left Juliette's room in a blink, but by the time he reached the driveway, Severin was long gone. The world might think of Severin as the most charming and easygoing of all Bellecourts, but what they didn't know was how all of it was a sham. While 'secretive' wasn't exactly the right word, that brother of his had always been the type to conceal his innermost thoughts behind bland smiles and sarcastic quips.
God knew what Severin might be thinking now, and the thought of Severin telling their other brothers of what he thought he saw lingered in Gaël's mind even as he began his work for the day.