My Bloody Revenge novel Chapter 41

Tranquility is being disturbed by something but Lyra is too tired to make out what or even care.

She just wants to sleep but the disturbance continues.

“Stop...” she mumbles halfheartedly.

Soft chuckling passes by her consciousness briefly causing a lazy smile to spread on her as a

response to the warm sound.

“Time to wake up now, love”

Turning she slowly squints her eyes open but blinks away the sleep a few times before focusing

on her surroundings.

"Good morning sleeping beauty."

"Jaz?" she asks tiredly. Sleep not yet fully gone.

"Nice to see you among the living again." he teases but with a streak of worry mixed within.

"Have I been sleeping long?"

"It's been three days since Lydoran spoke with you and before that two days passed. So five

days in total."

"Wow..." was all she managed to say. Sudden thirst hits her from out of nowhere and the more

she thinks about it the drier and more aching it feels. It went from a dull aching to burning

within seconds only. Even a stomach ache makes itself known. Her first thought is getting

another wave of pain. Panic is dancing on the edge of her mind ready to take over. Last thing

she wants to feel is more pain and end up in a state of panic right after waking up. The tingling

feeling she felt while in her dark space is making its presence known. Thoughts like safe, warm,

loved, cared for and wanted all engulfs her mind at ones. Something soft is pressed against her

lips. A smell so sweet and enticing, it makes honey appear bitter in comparison, reaches her

senses and its origin seems to be the softness against her lips. Whatever the smell is she wants

it. Badly. Greedily she latches on to the warm softness. A short burst of pain hits her mouth but

she is so consumed with licking up the sweetness before her that all pain is being ignored.

Instincts tells her to pierce through so she listens and is rewarded as sweet liquid flows freely

into her, soothing the burning in her throat and takes away all previous aches and pains. Faintly

she becomes aware of being held tightly. A solid chest against her back.

"Feeling better now?"

Withdrawing she looks at what is in front of her for the first time. Turns out Lydoran’s arm is

what she associated as soft and his blood was what had that enticing smell. Gently she licks the

puncture wounds and the area around and chuckles lowly when her actions make him shiver.

The tingles are down to a soft buzz but it envelopes her entire being like a blanket pretty much

the same way it did before. "Much better, thank you." she mumbles. Leaning against him she

nuzzles her head between his neck and shoulder. Breathes in his scent with eyes closed. "We

don't have a normal master-child bond, do we?"

"How did you know?" he asks holding her tighter.

"The tingling feeling. How I knew if you were close to me or not. The sense of tranquility I get

the moment you are within a certain proximity to me. The list goes on but those were the most

noticeable ones."

"How do you feel when I do this?" softly he strokes her cheek with the back of his hand gently

tracing her jaw line, down her throat, stopping at the collarbone.

"Happy, elated, loved, warm...." she sums up.

"And if I do this..." without asking he captures her lips in a searing hot kiss that quickly gets

heated but he regains control and withdraws shortly after. Tot without much effort though.