Amelia Hutchinson was always different. Her life was different. Xikoth, the King of Hell, a dark fae, was after her. She ran from him as far as possible, and he didn’t chase her initially… but now he couldn’t wait any longer. He regretted not claiming her sooner because now she had run away with his nemesis, Vargauz. He was going to get her back and that too in his Kingdom of Hell. And what happens when she is in his castle, in his bed, with him. He wants to be inside her and she is thinking of ways to break the bond. Do check my new novel - Alpha's Slave
View MoreNyka was enraged that the nymph, a woman lower than her, was tricking her. The portal was created by one of the demons who she had bargained with and it wouldn’t stay for long. She had to get to the nymph, kill her, grab the bag and then come back. Not much time was left.
“Do you think this is going to work?” asked Nyka. Now that things were moving forward, her interest was increasing. Would Xikoth actually give that much money for the antidote? She chuckled and then rubbed her hands.
“We must go and meet the Contact, Xikoth,” said Amelia over dinner. She had been craving to meet him. Though her father, Ivanov was recovering, she thought that keeping an antidote handy would be better.
Xikoth brought his wife closer to his chest and kissed her forehead. “Calm down Amelia. We will find her soon.” He pulled her to his lap and cradled her. She pressed her head into his chest and curled her knees. This place was the safest, it felt like home. She craved for it every minute of the day. Her thoughts went to Nyka once again and she regretted not killing her earlier. So much could have been prevented if that woman wasn’t in their lives. Xikoth rocked her lovingly until she fell asleep.
Xikoth’s wings were flaring in rage. He was having trouble controlling his anger. The concubine had escaped and invited his wrath. He knew that he would peel off her head the moment he saw her. “What is it that you want to say, Javri?” asked Xikoth baring his fangs.
When Nyka saw Amelia walking in the court dressed in the normal human clothes, she suspected that Amelia would be visiting the human realm. And there were high chances that she would visit her father, but there were higher chances that she would visit Lyrie. If that happened, all her plans would be spilled and Xikoth would kill her in rage. She had planned on making Amelia her slave because she thought that Xikoth was interested in her, but now she had to flee for life, because if she didn’t, then it was highly likely that she wouldn’t see the new day. The first thing that
Pride glowed in her eyes as she walked coiled around his arms like she was his owner. And Xikoth—he couldn’t feel prouder. It was a blissful feeling. Under his breath he whispered, “Amelia…”
Xikoth’s lips trembled. He had been in love with Ilaria for so long, had remembered her each day, she had been in her dreams everyday, her scent aroused him so to the point of no return, her memories had become a part of his being that it was difficult to let go of her—his Ilaria, his mate, his wife.
It had been agonizing two hours and the court proceedings weren’t stopping. Xikoth was only getting ever more impatient with his lust for his wife. It had been such a long wait that every second without her was unacceptable. His gaze went up to the balcony where Nyka was sitting with her nymphs and his disgust for her returned. He averted her gaze from there.
Xikoth was going back to his chamber. He had just returned from a weeklong battle with Seraph, the King of Eighth realm of Xomor. He longed to see Amelia. It had been days and his possessiveness for her increased by the day. He had been watching her from far. She was so exquisite. Her skin was flawless, had delicate features and curves that were made to fit his hands. She was an angel and he was a… demon. He considered himself undeserved for her. Each night, he stroked himself hard. “Where’s Nyka?” he barked at his guards. The court’s concubine, Nyka, entered wearing nothing but a white silk cloth draped around her body. As soon as she entered, she dropped her cloth on the floor and walked naked to him. She crawled over him and pushed his chest back. “Your Highness,” her fingers brushed his chest. “I love to pleasure you and I am your pet. I will serve you in any way you want me to.” Her hand trailed down and his erection didn’t surprise her. He hissed and closed his eyes as her lips...
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