The Vampire King And My Step-Family’s Dark Obsession. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

(Elian’s POV)My attention snapped to the door as it creaked open. Freezing, I watched Lucius step into the room, his hands laden with a tray that bore plates and a mug of something on it. My mouth watered as the scent of fried eggs and bacon wafted over to me, accompanied by the aroma of rich coffee.Grey eyes fixed on me while he approached the bed. “You’re up.”“Good m-morning.” I stuttered, flushing with embarrassment. I couldn’t look him in the eye, mortified. The reality of last night hit me at once and for a moment, I doubted my own memory. It felt so surreal. Surely I hadn’t hallucinated the entire thing?“Morning.” He responded, setting the tray beside me on the duvet. “How are you feeling? Sore?”Now that he mentioned it, my ass did sting a little, but not as bad as I had expected, considering how many hours we had fucked.“A little.” I whispered shyly, still not meeting his gaze. “B-but it’s not too bad.”“I’m glad.” He pushed the tray closer to me, and I looked at his stro

(Elian’s POV)I was going to pass out.I blinked against the wave of dizziness that distorted my view of him. Lucius’s expression was as impassive as ever, like he didn’t care one way or another if I was losing my shit or not. He sure as hell didn’t look like he had just flung my world into oblivion.I couldn’t remember his earlier question. All I could think about was the fact that he had let that bird die. My mind kept looping the image of it spasming, struggling and failing to hang on to life.“Elian.” I started as his voice perforated the haze of my thoughts. “Look at me.”I was scared to. I was scared not to. In the end, I managed to drag my gaze up to his. His eyes were still red, and there was no hint of sympathy in them.“You’re scared.” He observed.Of course I was scared. I was terrified. I wanted to leave, but I knew he wouldn’t let me. Instead, I stammered out a reply. “W-why did you d-do that?”“To show you.” He said matter-of-factly. “You wanted to know.”“I didn’t ask y

(Elian’s POV) Ice settled in my bones, freezing me in place. For what seemed like forever, I stared at the camera recording us. Dizziness swamped me, like I had spun around too quickly. The small, blinking red light grew sluggish, the room turning upside down as my vision distorted. Everything crashed down at once, sinking so fast into my brain it left me reeling. Recording us. Lucius was recording us while we had sex. He was recording me without my consent. My head whipped away from the camera, burrowing into the soft mattress. I could feel the watchful lens glaring at me, storing the evidence of my depravity for his future perusal. Or was he… was he livestreaming this, just like Jasper had? Emotion rose in my throat as the thought lodged itself in my head, refusing to go away as I tasted the bitter flavor of bile on my tongue. God, I was stupid. I was so unbelievably stupid. “Elian.” Lucius’s gentle voice was like sharp claws on the skin of my back. “What’s the matter?” The m

(Ophelia’s POV) The scent of sweat and sex hung thickly in the air. That and the overwhelming redolence of Lucius’s scent. It hung thickly everywhere, concentrated most especially on Elian. The slender, blonde haired man was bathed in it, covered so thoroughly by Lucius’s scent that it covered his original musk. It smelled like cinnamon — spicy and sharp with a darker edge that spoke of Lucius’s power. I absorbed this observation with more than a little surprise. Vampires only scent marked things to stake their claim on them. Yet Lucius had Elian left practically marinating in his scent. Wasn’t Lucius only using Elian to restore his depleting power? Yet, he’d made Elian reek of him, his scent heavy with possession. On Lucius’s wide bed, Elian lay unconscious and shivering. He was tossing and turning from side to side, pitiful moans escaping him. Beside me, Lucius’s scent soured with anxiety even though he showed no outward sign of it. He crossed the space between the entrance and

(Lucius’s POV) I smothered the irritation that flared even as I tucked my cock back into my pants. “Who is it?” “Pharmaceuticals.” Was Ophelia’s succinct reply. My lips thinned at the reply. Striding to the door, I paused to say a few quiet words to the seer. “Keep an eye on him. Don’t let him leave this room without my permission.”“As you wish, Your Highness.” There was a droll hint in her tone. “Do I also chain him to the bed? I’m sure you have a pair of handcuffs somewhere.”“Don’t tempt me.” I said, and she chuckled as I walked out of the room. I did have a pair of handcuffs in my bedroom. More than a pair of handcuffs. It wouldn’t be wise to restrain Elian, not when he was so weak. And besides, Ophelia was there. She wouldn’t let him leave the room unless I gave the go ahead. I hoped. I opened the front door to reveal the tall, dark haired man waiting for me. For a human, he was remarkably attractive, despite the fact that he was in his early forties. His blue eyes were sh