Behind the iron door

The sound from his steady footsteps accompanied his whistling of an unknown song that can be heard in a small alley where Sinners walk in the dark without any problem as if it was bright.

His silvery gold iris gleaming even when there is no light around. His long straight hair which reach down to his waist looked silky smooth in his every movement.

He walked until he reached to an iron door which was locked from outside. Pulling out a key from his suit, Sinners opened the door that make a creak sound as if it was rarely open.

He was greeted by a barely lit room that the only source of light inside the room was a small candle which about to extinguish soon. The room was small in size and was completely surrounded by walls on four sides, without any windows to decorate it. The only way to go in and out of the place was the iron door, not to mention that the room has no ventilation except for the small iron bars window attached to the door.

A king size bed, a wardrobe, a chair and a book shelf was the only furniture inside, and a glass wall separating the bedroom and the bathroom.

A young woman was wiping her long black hair with a towel, it seems like she had just finished bathing. A surprise look can be seen on her face when Sinners entered, but she didn't say anything but continued with drying her hair.

"I can dry your hair with just a blow, my darling", said Sinners heading to the woman who was now sitting on the bed.

"Thank you", she said, letting Sinners help her dry her hair with a warm blow coming from his lips. She looked calm on her face but her fingers was trembling from Sinners presence that she had to hold her towel tightly to stop herself from shaking.

Noticing her trembling body, Sinners pulled her closer to him and hugged her, one of his hand was on her waist while another hand was patting her head.

"It's been years since the first time we met and you still can't get used to my presence yet?", he said in a gently, lifting her head to leave a peck on her forehead.

"I'm sorry", she said closing her eyes, not because of his gentle gesture but she knew very well how deceitful this devil can be, while bracing herself on what will come up next.

"Why did you refuse the meal, does it not suit to your taste?", he asked again. This was the reason why he came to see her, he need to make her eat her meal to keep her alive.

"The blood makes me nauseous".

"You are a vampire, blood is your source of food".

"I can't, just from thinking about the blood that was forcefully taken from an innocent people, it makes me feel horrible".

"You will starve to death if you continue to be like this. Listen to me and take the blood!".

"Sinners please, I can't, I really can't do it", said the woman who was still in the devil's embrace, pleading to Sinners for his understanding.

"Don't you dare to defy me, Alena!", this time Sinners raised his voice and pushed her down on bed. From his power, he tied her on the bed with an invisible rope and walked to the door where Vladimir was standing outside with a glass filled with red blood.

He took the glass to the bed after he closed the door, lifting it to his mouth to taste it.

"You will listen to my every words, do everything I command you to do, refusing me is not an option, my wife", said Sinners lifting up the glass to his mouth again, this time he didn't swallow the blood, he kept it in his mouth and bend down to kiss her lips. He was forcefully make her swallowed the blood.

Sinners continued feeding her with his lips till the last drop of blood from the glass. She was crying through the whole process, tried so hard to stop him but she was bind securely on the bed, she couldn't even move a finger.

A small drip of blood fall from the corner of her lips, down to her neck. Sinners lick it cleaned and leave trail of kisses in between.

Her pleading eyes and beggings really turn him on that as soon he finished feeding her, he tore off every clothes on their bodies and fuck her hard. It's been awhile since the last time he entered his wife that he felt she was tighter than the last time.

He pushed her hard, ignoring her cries and makes her spilled her juices for so many times before he released his load inside her womb.

Easing himself out from her reddened core, he let her sleep in his embrace, a gesture where none of his concubines ever experienced.