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What was it? Why was my body bending to him, my chest rising, my muscles going limp? I waited with bated breath to see where his hand would move next.
It must be the drug. I could not think of any other reason for my abrupt surrender.
With all my strength, I yanked on the cords, trying to bend my arms, force them to loosen. The pain kept me awake - kept me alive - and freed me from the desire that flowed through me, circling his hand like a storm.
Another moan tore through me, the gag hiding the full extent of my grief as my hope of freedom faded. They were really going to do it.
Why would they not simply kill me? Why tie me up and take me like this? If they wanted my purity, there were quicker and less messy ways to do it.
“Valko, you’re hurting her,” the young one whined, still edging closer. He was at my thighs now, one step away from meeting my pussy.
“She is hurting herself.” I swear his voice rumbled through me from his hand into my bones. His rage was like lightning, shooting sparks across my skin. But I had his name now. I could use it. If he visited me again, I would make him pay. I would make each of them pay for this.
“She fucking deserves it, and don’t you both pretend otherwise.” The one gripping my hair growled, his voice singing in my ears. “And all because your bitch mother made promises she couldn’t keep.”
A muffled snarl tore from my throat as I tried to pull myself from his grasp.
So that was what it was really about.
My mother had chosen the Alpha King of the Obsidian Realms over my father and our country. The two declared they were mates, that they would join the nations to keep the demons of the Deep from spreading their foul evil in the world - until they disappeared. The stories claim they ran away together, abandoning their countries and their people. I had no way to tell if it was the truth.
Only the wolves were strong enough to hold the demons at bay. With no wolves, the demons hunted freely across the lands, stopped only by the spell of the Black Forest and the Northern Mountains that bordered the Alabaster States.
Yet I was still being punished for her crimes. My father never let me forget, and neither would these wolves.
I could not let their tempting voices and scents distract me from my responsibility towards my kingdom and people. The wolves or the drug must be the cause for this magic. Their own brand of compulsion, perhaps.
Which further proved how deadly they were. My father spat hate about my mother all my life, how she had abandoned us, but if every wolf stirred up this violent passion, I did not know how she could have resisted.
With one touch, I was already giving in.
“There are so few of us left now.” The anger from Valko was palpable, but it only made me want him more. The hand on my stomach pushed down harder, and I tried to gasp as air was forced from my lungs. As I pulled in a weak breath through my nose, our connection strengthened. His raw scent of oak and pine had my limbs weakening with pleasure, my pussy quivering.
Valko growled, the sound reverberating through me as the tips of sharp claws extended, digging into me, breaking my skin. “Pockets of us spread around the Black Forest. Two packs in the Northern Mountains. And every year our numbers dwindle. Even yesterday, you-” His voice wavered, his hand twitched, and I swear hot pain rippled from his body into mine.
He drew in a shuddering breath. “This is what we have been reduced to. Hiding in this cave like criminals.” Valko’s anger was so calm and collected, unlike before, when he had let it tear free.
I did not choose for them to attack me in the woods. My only choice was to defend myself and my people from these beasts.
The one on my left bent down, his breath warm against the shell of my ear as he stretched towards me. “Not that you care, princess. Oh, no, as long as you have your banquets and blood rituals, you don’t give a shit about the extinction of an entire race, do you?”
It seemed pointless to try to convince them it was all part of my father’s pretence, to trick the people into believing he followed the old ways, that vampires still held a place in our kingdom. I saw firsthand how delighted he was when my mother vanished, leaving him in control of the Cardinal Kingdom.There were many in the court who believed him responsible, and they would be the ones to support me when I returned.
“My parents, Valko’s pack, Fillian left an orphan!” The black wolf snarled. “All because your daddy couldn’t get over the fact your mother chose us over him!” I hated how I loved his harsh breath on my skin, imagining the fury in his eyes. His loss of control meant I still had some footing in this situation. And I had another name.
At least with Valko, my voice had been free to taunt him, make him susceptible to my compulsion.
There was an energy running between us, some kind of current that I noticed as Fillian crept closer, the deep rumble of Valko’s growl singing in my blood as it pooled around his claws. It was more than simply their heartbeats. The faintest movement shook inside me, like they were connected to me.
Maybe I could use this energy, whatever it was that was passing between us, to gain some kind of control.
“How about now, Lucien?” I could feel Fillian trembling, the caress of his gaze travelling my body. I did not despise it as I should. It only served to heighten my need for their touch.
“Not yet,” Lucien growled. The last name for my collection. “You know Fillian has never had a woman?” Lucien released my hair. Instead, his hands snatched my breasts, squeezing me roughly as he snapped. His cruel touch only furthered my need to escape, despite the low groan that rumbled through me at the tremors he caused. “Twenty, and the poor wolf has only had his hand to pleasure him. And now you’re here. A lovely present for our boy.”
Ah, so that was why they were toying with me. Not only would they steal my virginity, but they would relieve the young one of his.
If they believed that ruining me would further the cause of their people, they were sorely mistaken. This was only fuelling my desire to destroy them.
