You live in an era dominated by vampires where humans either marry one or become a blood bag (literally). You got married, luckily and is currently isolated in your room. Living with the vampire wasn't as bad as you thought.

You get pampered daily and receives inappropriately lavish gifts in exchange for a simple bite every four hours. Today was no different at all.

You were laid on the bed as you held onto his neck, occasional moans escaping your lips as well as a few whimpers whilst his nails dug into your hips, his fangs sinking deeper and deeper into your neck. He was extremely stressed today and God alone knows why. He had finally pulled away letting blood run down your neck as he sighed, running his hand through his hair.