Moans erupted from my lips as the man began trailing his fingers along my clit, coming dangerously close to my core, then stopping and moving up again. It shook me to my core just how much I was actually allowing him to do to me, but it felt so damn good.
As he pushed himself against me, I could feel his erection rubbing against my leg as pants of pleasure escaped him; it seemed he was enjoying this as much as I was.
"Woman..." He growled, pulling away to gaze into my eyes. "What is this?"
"Hhhmmmm...." I murmured, unable to even think straight. "What is what?"
He seemed perplexed as he continued to study me, like I was some strange creature he had never encountered before.
Even with blood smearing his lips, he looked absolutely enthralling, and my need for him to fuck me grew stronger.
"What do you mean?" I whispered as my body screamed for more. "I don't understand."
Smiling, he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine while his fingers continued to move until one slipped inside of me so that he could begin to finger me while his thumb rubbed my clit.
My breath hitched before my moans grew louder and louder until I was crashing into orgasm, and the pleasure that was coursing through me had my entire body convulsing and stiffening due to its intensity.
"See...." He smirked as I lay panting. No woman can withstand me."
"Right." I huffed while my body kept screaming for more.
"Look at you," he smirked, taking a big whiff of what I was sure was the scent of my arousal. "Your expression is screaming for me to fuck you, but that won't happen, not yet."
Pulling away, the man yanked his shirt off, followed by his pants, so I got the perfect view of his muscular frame and his erect dick before he was jumping on me so that his body pressed against mine while his mouth found my neck again.
"Just give in." He growled as his teeth sunk into my flesh, causing the world around me to grow hazy. "I'll be sure to make you feel nothing but pleasure."
Nodding, I wrapped my arms around his neck while spreading my legs enough for his dick to begin to move between my folds.
Together, we moved, making each other feel good until our utterances of passion filled the room around us along with the heat of our bodies.
Before long, I was screaming in agonizing ecstasy until I felt him tense and then lift up just enough to palm himself and pump so that his seed exploded all over my exposed stomach.
Curses and grunts escaped his bloody lips as his cum continued to erupt, until finally he had milked every last drop on my skin.
Afterwards, I drifted in and out of consciousness as the last bit of my high began to wear off. With the pleasure gone entirely, all I could feel now was embarrassment from what my body had gone through.
Beside me, the man sat up in bed, smoking a cigarette, as he stared straight ahead, deep in thought.
"What is it about you?" He murmured more to himself than to me as he took another drag. "Your taste...." He continued looking at me.
"What do you mean?" I asked, sitting up slightly and clutching the blanket against my bare chest.
He narrowed his gaze as he searched my eyes for signs of deceit. Satisfied that there was none, he continued.
"I've never had such intoxicating blood." He said, slowly leaning towards me. "It is almost like a drug that leaves me wanting more."
He had grown so close that I could feel his cold breath against my lips as he stared deeply into my eyes.
"What does that even mean?" I asked, still confused. "Are you comparing my blood to an addictive substance?"
He smirked, "It means that I have found myself a new blood source." He said simply, leaning back and outting his cigarette in the ash tray on the table beside him. "Be thankful; you are useful to me and can live a bit longer."
Blood source? So I had not only become a slave to give him pleasure; I had also become his food.
"If that is so, can I at least know your name?" I asked slowly.
The realization that I had just done things with a man that I didn't even know the name of had me beginning to panic once more, and even though I knew it wouldn't make things better, I still wanted to know.
"Elias." He responded, "Elias Langley, first prince of the Allsbrook empire and next in line for the throne."
"Did you just say prince?" I asked, eyes widening. "As in royalty? Kind of a big deal? That kind of prince?"
I had to have misunderstood him somehow. There was just no way I woke up in a prince's bed with no recollection of anything beforehand.
"Yes, I am a prince. Is that so hard to believe?" He looked slightly offended by my reaction. "Everyone knows who I am."
Prince... This guy was not only a mythical creature, but he was also a prince and soon-to-be king of an entire empire. What had I just gotten myself into?
"I am so sorry I spoke so rudely to you!" I gasped, feeling my cheeks heat up from embarrassment. "I didn't...."
"Don't do that." Elias snapped, looking annoyed.
"But I spoke out of turn to someone who is far above me." I insisted as I mentally kicked myself.
Just knowing he was a prince made me realize how lucky I had been to have survived being found. Wouldn't my appearance in his room make me look like an assassin? I couldn't help but blanch at the thought.
Beside me, Elias let out a long, irritated breath. "If you annoy me any further, I will reconsider sparing you."
"Sorry!" I said quickly. "I will stop."
Remaining silent, Elias watched me until he was sure that I wasn't going to continue making myself out to be a fool.
"Thank you." He sighed before reaching over and grabbing another cigarette.
I couldn't help but panic inwardly as I took Elias in. He fit the bill of a prince with his godly looks and cold demeanor. I wondered why I didn't even consider it to begin with; he had even mentioned we were in a palace.
"What are you staring at?" He asked, breaking me from my reverie.
"You." I responded instantly. "I mean, I was." I didn't even know how to save myself by this point.
"I'm telling you now, don't you dare fall in love with me." Elias warned, locking his gaze with mine. "Do remember that this is a master-slave relationship, nothing more."
"Of course." I was well aware that developing any feelings would lead to trouble. "I have no intentions of falling in love with you, I promise."
"Good," Elias said, looking satisfied.
Done with our conversation, he turned his attention away from me as he finished smoking before getting up and heading out of the room.
I watched until he disappeared before allowing myself to get lost in my own head. A lot had happened in the span of mere hours since I had awoken in this strange place, and I was having trouble processing it all.
Sighing I plopped down on the bed, fixing my gaze on the ceiling above. It seemed like I had a lot to figure out.
The sound of a door opening broke me from my reverie as Elias returned from wherever he had disappeared. Looking over, I found him watching me while sipping on a glass of wine."Are you still in my bed because you wish for more women?" He asked, eyes flashing.Even though I didn't want to admit it, the way this man was looking at me made just below my belly button tug in a not-so-unfavorable way. I couldn't be sure, but it seemed that whatever he had done to me earlier had left quite an impression on my body."Who am I to decide what you can and can't do?" I asked, trying to keep the flush from forming on my face."Smart." Elias said as a smirk formed on his face.Of course I was smart; I didn't have a death wish. "Thank you.""Since you seem to enjoy lying in my bed, shall I show you what it means to be a proper slave?" Elias asked now, making his way towards me.Again, my mind screamed that I shouldn't be getting hot and bothered by this man; however, my traitorous body was beginning
"Is everything okay on the outside?" I asked, trying my hardest to keep the dirty thoughts that were beginning to roam through my head at bay. "It wasn't that serious?"Elias frowned. "Didn't I already tell you that it wasn't any of your concern?"I nodded. "However, I have to live here, and I would rather not have to worry about being killed just yet.""You really think the enemy would be able to make it past the gates with their lives?" Elias asked, his gaze darkening. "Are you doubting my men's ability?"When he put it like that, it did sound like that was what I was doing; however, I just wanted to live, and that was it. Hell, I had gone as far as becoming this ridiculous vampire's slave in order to do so."Of course I'm not." I said trying to look pitiful. "I'm just afraid.""If you are to be afraid, you should be afraid of me." Elias said, flashing a smile. "I am capable of so much worse than those damned holy knights are.""So sorry," I said. "I will not doubt you ever again." T
"You want to tell me a story?" I asked, quirking a brow. What kind of story could this old man possibly want to tell me?"That is correct; it is about a blossoming land that is one day cursed." Wilson explained.Was he referring to Elias' kingdom? Did he really trust me enough to tell me the history of this place and how it came to be cursed?"Sure, if it is okay for you to tell me." I responded quietly.I most certainly didn't want this old fella to get in trouble with Elias for telling me something that I had no business knowing. However, based on the smile he was giving me, I assumed that it was probably okay."Then would you care to take a walk in the garden with me while I tell you?" He asked now, watching me expectantly.I nodded. "Sure."The garden outside the castle was grand; many large trees with black and red leaves littered the grounds, while black rosebushes lined the trails. Even though the ground was covered in snow, they grew in abundance, something that I couldn't quit
"Is there no way to find him?" I asked Wilson as we continued to sit in silence. "I mean, how has he remained in hiding for the past one hundred years?"Wilson frowned. "Some say that he no longer lives, and that is why we can't find any signs of him. Others say he resides on an entirely different plain now.""Another plain? Like a magical realm?" Despite having seen enough, it was still pretty mind-blowing to hear talk of such things."That is correct, one that only the holy knights know how to get to." Wilson explained. "Our king's army has been searching for many, many years to find the mage with no luck.""Does that mean, in the end, there isn't anything else that can be done?" I pushed."The king and Prince Elias are doing their utmost to try to find him." Wilson assured me before standing. "I've kept you here long enough with my rambling. I should show you to your quarters.""Sure," I said, standing.Even though I wanted to know more about the curse and the mage, it seemed that
As I lounged on my bed, staring at the roof with nothing else to do after Anna left, a knock sounded on the door. Quickly getting up, I rushed over, expecting to find Anna there, saying that she had forgotten something. Instead, I found myself standing face-to-face with Wilson."To what do I owe the pleasure?" I asked curiously, eyeing the old man as he stood at attention."The master has asked me to retrieve you for him." Wilson said, bowing slightly.The master... that meant that Elias had decided that he wanted to have me for breakfast. I couldn't stop the tingling that had begun between my thighs at the thought of Elias needing me. My accursed body seemed to have missed him."Sure, just let me change really quick." I said, closing the door and hurrying to throw on the red dress that Anna had brought me.After quickly brushing out my wild black hair, I decided I was presentable enough and headed out to find Wilson still waiting for me. Smiling, I allowed him to begin leading the way
I collapsed against Elias' bed as he continued to relentlessly fuck me. Moans erupted from my lips as his thrusts sent me into convulsion after convulsion. This was the fourth time now; no matter how many times he went, he just continued; it was like he was insatiable."Enough...." I panted as I began to reach my limit. "I can't...."Ignoring me entirely Elias lay atop me while using his mouth to cover mine, stopping my protests as he continued to move, shoving his dick deep into me and pulling it out again and again.Satisfied that I was done protesting, his mouth released mine so that it could find my neck once more.As more of his venom entered my system, I felt a new round of energy overtake me, causing my body to enjoy what was being done to it all over again, even if just minutes prior I hadn't."That's right." Elias' voice spoke within my mind. "Just let go and let your instincts take hold."I couldn't stop myself from thinking he was right. I should just let myself enjoy and be
Feeling a wave of dizziness wash over me, I laid on the cold stone floor, closing my eyes."We should get you to a healer." Wilson said, his voice laced with worry. "Just to make sure you're alright.""I'm fine." I muttered as I waited for my head to stop spinning. "Nothing that a good night's sleep can't cure."Even with my eyes closed, I could sense Wilson's worry as he remained in place. I didn't know if it was genuine worry for me or if it was fear of Elias' reaction. Deciding it was probably the latter, I opened my eyes and sat up."See, I'm okay." I insisted while standing.Even though I was trying to feign being alright, my body didn't want to cooperate as I stumbled forward, only to be caught by Wilson."I am taking you to the healer." He insisted, trying to help me remain upright. "This isn't the actions of someone who is okay."Too weak, I couldn't argue with Wilson any further as he wrapped an arm around my waist and began helping me out of the room."WHAT ARE YOU HELPING HE
It took a week for me to be released from the infirmary, and within that entire time, Elias hadn't come once to visit. Even though I hated to admit it, I couldn't help but find myself feeling disappointed. I knew that it was a good thing that he was keeping his distance; after all, the less he was around me, the fewer chances of trouble there were. However, I couldn't stop myself from hoping.Wilson greeted me happily as I made my way out into the hallway. It seemed that Elias had at least sent him to escort me back to my room."How are you feeling now, Miss Valerie?" The old man asked as we began making our way to the servants wing.Examining Wilson I couldn't help but notice that he looked extremely pale and had dark circles underneath his eyes. Healing bruises littered his cheeks and neck."What's wrong?" I asked, unable to contain my concern. "Who did this to you?""Nothing is wrong." Wilson insisted smiling, even though that smile didn't reach his eyes."You look exhausted and are