"Why is it taking so long, Valerie? You assured me that she would awaken within three days, yet a full week has now elapsed!" Despite Emaline's slumber, Alaric couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
He was aware that the woman had a particular inclination to lend an ear, and their rendezvous unfailingly took place within the realm of her slumber.
Every night since he had bitten the woman's neck and turned her into a vampire, they would indulge in her dreams. Their bodies intertwined in a dance of pleasure, each movement bringing them closer to ecstasy.
They knew each other's desires intimately, and their bodies responded in kind. The pleasure they gave each other was a symphony of sensation, a beautiful melody that only they could create.
With a heavy sigh, Doctor Bismonte removed her glasses and carefully tucked them into the pocket of her pristine lab coat. She then turned her gaze towards the king, her expression unreadable.