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Valko’s hand left my stomach and already I missed his touch. Whatever connection had bloomed between us vanished, only to be reignited as his fingers swept across my thigh and reached my pussy.
He found my lips and spread me, a snarl pounding from my chest as fury reigned with my desire, scattering sparks of pleasure at his sudden assault. The cloth was too rough against the back of my throat to gasp.
Sparks were already building inside me, and Lucien’s sharp pinch of my nipples only made it more intense.
They would not get away with this.
“Now you can touch her.” Valko’s other hand gripped my thigh, my muscles screaming in protest with new force as he pulled my leg towards him, opening me further.
I felt Fillian kneel, sighing against my core, a fluttering breath caressing me. It was cool against the burning heat, the wet need that had grown from my exposure to their touch and their scents surrounding me. There was no escape, especially when Fillian pressed two fingers between my folds and slowly explored. My body shuddered as he moved higher, tingles spreading to my thighs as his fingers brushed my clit for the first time. I squeezed my eyes closed, but I could not stop my noise of pleasure.
I heard wonder in his voice as he spoke. “Is that good, princess? Shall I touch you more?”
No matter how delicious the heat spreading through me was, no matter that my connection to them grew deeper the longer they held me, I was already forging a new vow. If they did this, if they truly took my virginity, I would do everything I could to destroy them.
My father’s plight, the one I had always opposed, would become my own. If I lived, they would die.
“Wet your fingers, Fil, taste her.” Valko’s quiet rage could not hide his lust. Despite claiming revenge, he was absorbed. This connection, whatever was happening between us, was growing. I could use it. Somehow.
I did not know what it was, so I tried sending more heat towards Valko. I was rewarded by the tremor of his hand on my thigh, and the short growl that followed.
It had worked.
Fillian’s fingers left me and I was granted a reprieve until Lucien answered Valko’s growl with a snarl, his hands clenched harder around my breasts, his claws extending as Valko’s had.
I heard Fillian moan, his fingers obviously reaching his mouth.
How could I make them release me? How did this connection work?
It wasn’t compulsion, but I had to learn fast or I stood no chance against them.
I directed energy towards my breasts, sending a burst of pain, trying to shock him into freeing me. It only made him laugh. “You bitch.” Lucien’s tongue ran up my cheek. I would have bitten him if not for the gag. It would be so easy to sink my teeth into him, to take his blood, to taste the wolves I had coveted since I first scented them in the woods. Or compel them to release me.
Most believed compulsion was simple for vampires, but it was the purebloods who held the true skill. Turned vampires could only compel another when they had tasted their blood, or had their true name.
I had pushed all my energy into compelling Valko when he first came to me and it left me drained. Their touch was a gateway to a power I could harness, if only I understood it.
“Now, press against her here.” Valko’s hand left my thigh, a brief stroke against my entrance that had me drawing in a shuddering breath.
“Why are you doing this, Val?” Lucien rose beside me, releasing my breasts, much to my dismay. “Why not have Fil fuck her and be done with it?”
I had to agree. Why were they playing with me? This was worse than simply taking my virginity. It was its own brand of torture.
But, if I was seeking revenge - when I sought revenge - I, too, would not be quick. They did not deserve it. I would return this tenfold. There would be no mercy, light touches, deep heat flowing between us. Their blood would be mine.
“This is for Fil, not just the final goal,” Valko said. “His wolf will consume him if we do not do this now.”
Fillian pressed against my entrance. Both fingers burned through me as he began to push into me, and my full rage ignited.
How dare he? How dare they? I was the princess of the Cardinal Kingdom, the future Scarlet Queen of my nation, and they were treating me like a common whore. Well, both better and worse, but that did not matter.
I pulled as hard as I could on the restraints, trying to lift my knees, pull my hips away from him, but Valko held me firm. I shook my head, and Lucien laughed. He bent down again, this time his hand ringed my throat, holding me in place. He would regret it one day.
I needed more information from them. The forest itself already dampened my magic, though it seemed stronger here, with them. I had no blood, no voice, no eyes to draw them in, but I still had my body, and I had my anger.
I pushed at them again with this new energy, letting my rage flow into their hands, hearing twin snarls rip from them both. Did they know what I was doing?
“Be hard with her, Fil.” Lucien’s voice changed, his anger slipping through, only to return to a sensual taunt. “She deserves it.” It reminded me so much of myself.
