Page 108 of Vow of the Undead
Drak had never lied to me.
With the ribbons undone, he slid the sleeves off of my shoulders. The soft fabric slipped down my arms and off ofmy hips, rippling to the black floor in a puddle of red. Naked now, a shiver brushed over my bare skin.
Candlelight flickered muted yellow over the curves and dips across my body, creating shadows.
Spinning me around, he pressed his palm against my stomach and anchored me against him until I could feel every muscle and bend of his body, his cock harder than stone against my ass. His hand ran up my middle and found my throat, his fingers closing around it. When he dipped to sit down on the throne, he guided me with him, positioning me on his lap.
Kissing along the curve of my neck, he coaxed a groan from me. The sharp graze of his fang only heightened the sensation.
With my legs on the outside of his thighs, he spread mine wider. If anyone stepped into the throne room, I’d be on full display, the future queen spread out for King Drakkar’s pleasure. His fingers squeezed tighter at my throat.
“It’s for your pleasure too, Lux,” he said. I sucked in a gasp, remembering he could read my mind in the heat of the moment. His other hand slid down my body and cupped the inside of my thigh. He swiped a finger across my core, and the hum of his chuckling only made me want to melt into him. “My curious little killer, my wife, you’re dripping wet. Is it for me? Or just for release?”
I opened my mouth but my throat was full of the tension that hung between what I wanted to say and the truth. I couldn’t lie to him.
“For you,” I whispered.Fuck.This was sick and wrong.
I don’t deserve any pleasure.
I’m evil.
I—
“Focus on me,” Drak’s voice ripped through the spiral circling my mind. His grip tightened until I could no longer breathe. Even though I’d made my decision, I couldn’t helpthe thought clawing at the corners of my mind. What would the Gods think of me giving myself over to him?
Drak pinned me with his half-lidded gaze. “I am the only one you worship, Lux. I am your only thought right now.”
But I’m fucked up.
He released my throat only to grip my chin and force my head to the side. For a moment, I thought he’d sink his fangs into the flesh stretched over my throat, but he only held my face in front of his. Searching my eyes, his icy gaze drove shivers through me. “Only me. Right now I am your God, your only obsession, and I better not catch you thinking anything like that about yourself again. Is that understood?”
I expected a hundred thoughts to twist and writhe in my mind, but he slipped his fingers over my core again, adding pressure so that the tips dipped into me, and my mind went blank. He slammed his mouth against mine. Releasing my face, he ran his palm over my neck. His finger tipped my chin back until I let my head fall to his shoulder.
Splitting his fingers, he formed a V around my core and teased, guiding his hand up and down so that only the base of his fingers at his palm brushed over my most sensitive nerves. I groaned, my body squirming and begging for more without me having to utter a single word.
I rubbed my ass against his cock until his fingers dipped into me again, fully this time. After pumping twice, his fingers slid out with slick wetness that he spread over my center. Rubbing intoxicating circles, he cultivated the tension and teased out a sob building inside of me.
I drew sharp breaths, just enough air to sustain me. Every touch made my head swim with pleasure. Every second tipped me closer and closer to the edge.
Drak whispered in my ear, guiding me to give him—give myself—the ecstasy.
“When you’re in my castle, what do you do, Lux?”
I whimpered as he circled the outside.
“What do you do?” he repeated. I worked my tongue in my mouth but my voice would not obey. “Come on, my wet little wife.” His fingers split me open again, slipping out drenched in the evidence of my need for him. He released my throat only to pinch at my hard nipple.
I writhed against his cock again, licking my lips. What would it be like to bring the king to this same bliss?
He chuckled again and lifted his wet fingers to my lips. “I know you want to use that pretty mouth to taste me, but for right now you’ll just have to enjoy what’s left of you on my fingers.”
I opened my mouth and sucked off the slickness.
“What did I tell you the first time you sat on my lap? Say it, Lux. What do you do in my throne room? ”
“I do what you say,” I breathed.
“Good girl.”
