Micah could not help caressing the fluffy little head of the little girl with his hand, murmuring to himself in a hoarse and seductive tone of voice, "No matter how beautiful my eyes are, they could not keep you."
The little girl will still belong to the vampire king at the end of the day, regardless.
Then there was a helpless sigh that dissipated into nothingness in the night.
Micah lowered his head close to the little girl's neck, and then his teeth made contact with the soft and smooth skin like that of a baby's. He only ground his teeth on the skin but did not bite; even his sharp and elongated fangs were tucked away, so all that could be felt were only flat teeth.
It was as if the handsome vampire was trying to relieve his itching teeth this way but did not plan to hurt the small animal that he had caught in his arms. He could only try to look as docile and obedient as he could so as not to scare or intimidate the small animal by making it jump and run away.
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