Todos los capítulos de His Royal Breeder: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

I stood by the massive stone entrance of my mansion, my arms crossed over my chest. Suddenly, a black carriage pulled up, drawn by horses that looked like they had stepped out of a nightmare. A man stepped out. He was tall, wearing a long black coat and he wasn't alone. Two beautiful women with hair as red as fresh blood followed him. Even from a distance, I could feel it a thick, heavy wave of dark magic. I didn't need to ask his name, I knew who he was. Dracula. He looked at me, his face like a mask of cold marble. He didn't look like a monster like I imagined him to be he looked young, maybe in his thirties, and he was undeniably handsome. The two red-headed twins stayed close to his back like shadows. I immediately looked around the trees and the stone walls. I was looking for his guards. I knew how vampires worked, they loved to hide in the dark. "You should relax, Alpha Zayn," Dracula said. His voice was smooth. "If I wanted you dead, you would already be a corpse.

​Dracula looked at me with eyes that seemed to hold a thousand years of secrets. Dark evil secrets. He leaned in very close, his breath cold against my skin. "I have waited so long for this," he whispered. "I cannot wait to have you for real this time, Lilith. I want to kiss your pretty lips. I want to touch you and feel the warmth of your body against mine." ​I felt a wave of pure terror and anger. Before he could say another word, I pulled back and kicked him as hard as I could, right between his legs. I gave it everything I had, hoping the pain would make him drop me so I could run. But to my horror, he didn't even move. He didn't flinch. He didn't even blink. ​Were his balls made of solid steel? It was like kicking a stone statue. ​He didn't get angry. Instead, he just leaned down and whispered into my ear, his lips brushing my cheek. "You will remember everything in time, my love. You will come to love me again, just like you did before." ​"I will never love you!

The sky was crimson red and rained heavily. For three days, the world had been screaming. On one side stood the armies of the old gods towering giants made of star light. They were the sons and daughters of the angels who had mated with mortal women. On the other stood Dracula and Lilith, the two who had dared to walk out of the gates of Hell five hundred years ago just to be free. They didn't want a kingdom. They just wanted each other. But the Gods do not like it when their prisoners find happiness. Dracula moved through the battlefield like a shadow. His cape flickered like a flame, and his silver blade hummed as it cut through the golden armor of the celestial soldiers. Beside him, Lilith was a whirlwind of dark grace. Her eyes glowed with a fierce red light, and her obsidian daggers moved so fast they looked like ribbons of black silk. "They’re retreating!" Lilith shouted over the roar of thunder. She kicked a stone soldier back and wiped a smear of silver

Zayn's pov I looked down at Ariana, her eyes wide and shimmering with fear. ​"It’s okay, Ariana. You'll be fine," I whispered, my voice sounding more like a growl than I intended. "Just go back to sleep. I promise you, no one is coming into this room tonight. You’re safe." I watched her. Her lips, red as cherries, trembled slightly. She didn't look convinced, but she slowly pulled the thick silk bedsheets up to her chin, hiding herself from the world. She turned away from me, her small frame curled into a ball, but I could see the tension in her shoulders. I couldn't help myself. I climbed into the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight and I slid in behind her, my chest pressing against her back. The moment I caught the scent of her skin, a mix of vanilla and something wild my inner wolf howled. It was intoxicating and it made my blood boil with a need I couldn't explain. Ariana jerked upright, her breath hitching in shock. "What are you doing? Why are you in here

The sun peeked through the curtains the next morning, but I wasn't greeted by a sense of peace. Instead, I woke up with a dull, throbbing ache in my jaw. It was a reminder of everything that had happened the night before. I laid there in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to believe what I had actually done. I had Zayn's monster cock into my mouth, pushing myself further than I ever thought I would. Even now, I could still feel the memory of it. I remembered the way he pulsed against my tongue, almost like he had a heartbeat of his own. It was overwhelming, and despite my fear, a part of me couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have him inside my pussy completely, filling me up. The memories kept flooding back. I remembered the sound of Zayn’s breath how it broke into ragged, erotic gasps as I sucked him. Then there was the taste of his cum. It was a strange, salty heat that I had never experienced before. When I had sex with Ezekiel, things were so