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My gaze moved down to the fingers clasped between her thighs, running under her dress. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her dark hair spilling down her back as she leaned back against the sofa, a sweet moan escaping her lips. I knew the type. She was a volunteer, because she was far too wanting for a mortal who’d been kidnapped, brought here against their will. No, this one came without protest. They were always my favorite.
A surge of euphoria rushed through my being as I closed my eyes, sucking harder, gulping down a mouthful too much. Reluctantly, I pulled away, my erection growing under the touch fabric of my pants. I wanted her conscious, especially with the obsession of Gwen slowly burrowing back into my soul.
Licking my lips, I stood over Alana, turning her onto her back. Her supple, round ass lifted. “Very good,” I praised, imagining how Gwen’s would feel under my grasp.
Ignoring the whispers of Gwen echoing in my head, I rolled my shoulders back, basking in the power from the feed, pulsing adrenaline into my veins. I laced a finger around the curve of her cheeks. Then, raising one hand, I spanked her, feeling the sting under my fingertips.
She yelped, biting into one of the velvet cushions.
“Don’t do that. I want to hear you.”
She nodded, and I smiled as she obeyed. Guiding her movements with my hands, I pressed her deep into the sofa cushions. The taste of her blood fresh on my lips tingled my tongue as I brought my mouth between her legs, breathing hot air against her pussy, glistening with wetness.
My eyes widened as she pushed herself against my waiting lips, easing them against her desire, coating my tongue in her invigorating lubricant. Bringing her swollen clit between my lips, I flicked the underside, tugging on her thighs. Myy eyes closed as I appreciated her moans with each caress of my tongue.
When I felt her hips quiver, the slide of her form as she glided up against my chin, I smiled, wide lips spreading over her. In exploring the folds of her, the echoes of Gwen dissolved. Nuzzling deeper, I thrust my tongue inside, holding my breath as she rocked herself over my nose and mouth. Her thighs clenched around the sides of my face, and I darted in and out, bringing my hand down, cupping her ass, guiding our rhythm, perfectly in sync.
My dick pulsed under the tightness of my pants, the heat of her peaking forcing a groan from me, the sound vibrating as she tightened around my tongue. The pillow muffled the broken scream of pleasure. I wished she wouldn’t have tried to keep quiet; I wanted to hear her every sound, but never mind. I’d punish her for it after.
Forcing my tongue in deeper, I pulled her further back into my face, letting her know she needn’t restrain her strength against me. Her moans turned to whimpers as she rocked slower, the rush of her juices over my tongue as I coaxed the last of her orgasm into my mouth.
Running my hands over her curves, I gripped her hips. “I told you not to use that pillow.”
Her eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushed pink, beads of sweat gathered on her brows. “I…”
“Don’t apologize, just bring your ass closer. This time,” I warned, unzipping my pants, “I want to hear every fucking moan.”
“Yes,” she said breathily, her glassy eyes finding mine. I basked in the glow of her sweat slicked body, like liquid gold. Then, letting out a low rumble of a groan, I grasped my aching erection, and her legs fell apart.
“Good girl.” My ass clenched as I pressed the tip into her, my hands moving up to her full breasts, lingering a touch over her hard nipple, before moving them up to her throat. A satisfied smile tilted her lips as I strengthened the grip, waiting for the breathy gasp before thrusting into her, pressing my free hand into the cushion as our bodies clashed together.
Forcing her head back, I pressed harder, hearing her shallow breaths under the weight of my hand. A part of me hoped Gwen had come back, that she was listening to us fuck, knowing that she could never have that with her boyfriend.
My nostrils flared, anger thrusting me harder as a mix of hate and want for Gwen tangled into pure desire, and I took out on the mortal, her high-pitched sounds making their way from under my hold. Time disappeared as I fucked her harder, forcing us deep into the pillows, aware of my strength as she could barely catch her breath.
That’s what she got for not obeying me.
I loosened my grip on her throat as my thighs tightened, muscles spasming as the abrupt rush of my cum spilled into her. My eyes rolled back into my head as I continued to rock, feeling her orgasm throb over my dick.
I pulled out, leaving a trail of semen behind as I buttoned my pants, my breaths heavy.
A chorus of ‘Your Highness’ erupted outside, and my muscles tensed. She was here, Seraphina. It had to be her, or my father. I hoped for the former.
Licking my lips, I moved the curtain back, and there she was, beautiful, like a goddess, the ultimate prize. Everyone dropped to their knees, including me. I’d never gotten on my knees for anyone. I only hoped she saw.
SEVENTEEN
Olivia
I cast my eyes over the feeding room, their whispers crawling over my skin. Vampires bowed their dropped to their knees, for me. Before, I hated them, but now, I saw vampires for what they really were—slaves to their darker nature. They needed my help. Centuries of poor leadership from a man with a crown tainted in sin had given them the freedom to do whatever they wanted without consequence. Without laws to dictate between right and wrong, it was easy to blur the lines of morality. I understood that now.
Breathing in the thick, musky air, I licked my lips. I had been living a muted existence before, but now I could hear everything. For a moment, it was overwhelming. Then, steadying myself, I focused on the exhale of a breath from the man in front of me, narrowing my senses to him. Slowly, the rest of the noise fell away.
I looked around, and it was as if a film had been lifted from my eyes. Everything was sharper, more vibrant than I could have imagined. Sunlight arrowed through the windows; in them, I watched dust dance in an illusory swirl. I wanted to capture its beauty, but no photograph could do it justice.
My pupils dilated, and excitement sent goosebumps over my arms. I’d never felt power like this; it thrummed alongside my racing heart. Magic sizzled beneath my fingers, submitting to my will. I moved it inside myself, adjusting the sorcery to expand from my body, searching the energy of the room.
Erianna came into view, and relief settled my nerves. She was okay, along with Sebastian and Zach. Their empathy overshadowed their desire to give into temptation, and I admired them. I’m sure there were others like them, too. But as slid my eyes from the tents to the half-conscious mortals lying across tables, the gravity of the momentous task awaiting me grew heavier in my chest.
