"Flower." Sam whispered softly in my ear.I groaned in protest and sighed against the cool touch on my skin."Flower. We are here. You need to wake up." Sam whispered next, his voice gently waking me up from my deep slumber. I turned my head around to him and felt my hair all over my face."Where is here?" I mumbled sleepily."Home." Sam replied, his hand sliding underneath my cover to touch my back. "What do you mean?" I asked with a slight frown. I turned slightly on my stomach to give him better access, and he grinned softly in my ear as he spread his cool hand out over my back."We are back in Wrath."Wrath?"What?!" I exclaimed, suddenly wide awake, jumping up from my sleep. "We are back in Wrath?!"My sudden movement brought me face to face with Sam, who didn't pull away when we nearly collided. "Yes. You slept through the entire journey back. The king of the sea left us alone, and the trip back was boring. No surprise attacks." Sam informed me, his eyes studying my face.I look
He slammed his naked body against my ass, and grinded his naked dick in between my butt cheeks. A finger slid underneath my panties, and he twirled the material around."Now, that is one pretty fucking sight." Sam praised, tugging on my underwear.My head was buried in the pillow, and when I tried to lift myself onto my elbows, a firm hand on my back pushed me back down"Oh, the things I could do to you.. Will do to you.." Sam whispered with a dangerous edge to his voice.I froze when the cold touch of an actual whip touched the skin of my back."The taste of your blood had made me absolutely feral, I'm afraid, little flower." Sam softly spoke, a sharp edge to his voice. "I have been longing for your body for far too long. All this time when I thought I had lost you forever.."The leather whip, with multiple ends, grazed my skin."Have you ever desired something so fucking intensely," Sam hissed the last words, "That it literally killed you from the inside out?"His hand grasped my as
I had my hand tightly sealed over my mouth and nose, but I couldn't stop the snort from coming out."What's that?" Guirita immediately asked as Sam tensed up, the glass halfway to his lips. "What's what?" Sam asked, his eyes focused on her. I heard some shuffling on the bed. "That sound.. I'm sure it was coming from-""It's nothing, maybe a bat outside." Sam interjected quickly as he walked closer to the both of us. His eyes glanced over at me, and his eyes roamed my body swiftly. When he was about to look away, I slightly opened my legs to tease him a little bit.Sam stumbled and cleared his throat quickly before refocusing on Guirita and finding his balance again."Is there something there?" Guirita asked from the bed, just before I heard shuffling again."No." Sam replied curtly, cutting her off. "I need to get ready for the party." He interjected with a dismissive tone, slowly approaching the bed with his drink in his hand and his other hand in the pocket of his pants. "Of course,
Sam did a better job at choosing my outfit today. The dress, a sultry deep red, clung to my curves in all the right ways.It was sexy as hell.The bodice was a snug fit, leaving little to the imagination. Delicate spaghetti straps adorned my shoulders, drawing attention to my exposed neck. The raw puncture wounds stood out on my skin and screamed ownership.It fell over my hips nicely, and showed off my curves in the best way. Its neckline plunged daringly, with just enough padding to subtly lift my chest without screaming for attention. The back was low, and my long hair fell over my exposed back in soft waves.The matching high heels were the same deep red and the thin straps snaked over my lower legs nicely.Sam had even thought of matching jewellery. Tiny golden clasps accessorised my hair, a small, delicate ruby necklace adorned my neck and elegant bracelets encircled my wrists.It was nothing short of perfection.The shoes and the way I wanted the straps to look perfect, althoug
A shot glass suddenly appeared before me. "You have to drink mine since I can't." Elle said with a smirk.Adrian immediately jumped to her and took the glass from her hand. "Don't touch that, dove! That's alcohol!" He protested loudly. "Yes, and it's for me." I quickly said, taking the glass from Adrian and downing the contents. "Touching a glass that contains alcohol won't harm me, my love." Elle said with accusing raised eyebrows. "Better safe than sorry, little dove. Where's your ginger tea? And your fruity snacks?" He asked with his eyes on the two guards, who rushed back to the bar to get said tea and fruity snacks."You know, Adrian," I began as I handed him the empty shot glass, "I'm starting to think you have a control problem.""Adrian, a control freak? Who would've thought?!" A loud male voice suddenly interrupted us.Lucifer slung his arm around Elyse's shoulder and joined our circle with a big smirk on his face."What are you doing here?" I asked with a tilt of my head.Lu
I stumbled in my dancing and was thankful for the demon king behind me to prevent my fall."It's what?" I whispered anxiously.The world around me blurred, the orange light of the surrounding fires flashing like alarm lights."It's full moon in a few hours." Lucifer answered my question, completely oblivious to my inner panic. He brought the shot to my lips, and I automatically opened them in a daze."Get your fucking hands of her, fucking asshole."The body of Lucifer suddenly disappeared from behind me, and cold air replaced him. I turned around to see Sam gripping Lucifer's shirt by the neck. The tequila glass had fallen and shattered on the floor."Brothe-""Don't fucking 'brother' me." Sam snapped at Lucifer, yanking him forcefully. Lucifer struggled to breathe and tapped his brother's shoulder mockingly."Come on, nothing is-""Shut the fuck up. You're out of here. Consider yourself banished from now on." Sam snarled, his grip unrelenting. The group of demons parted so Sam could
I walked out of the castle with a swimming head. Everything around me twirled and danced, and my lungs had no air left. As soon as I was outside, I took a deep breath of cold, fresh air and walked in a random direction. The castle seemed to scream at me to return. The hairs on the back of my neck raised when I left the grass around the castle. I kept on walking, my heels digging into the gravel with a loud crunch. I stopped on my tracks when the willow tree appeared in front of me. I hadn't even realised I walked through the maze. There was a slight fog in the courtyard, and the grass was already slightly wet with dew. One of the branches of the tree swayed in the wind, calling me towards it. I sat down with a heavy sigh. The churning of my stomach almost stopped, but I knew I had to eat something. And probably drink a glass of water. I was definitely drunk. A snapping sound behind me made me flinch. I turned around, fast as lightening, but a hand around my neck held me back. I g
It was silent. An ear-deafening silence."What?" Sam asked with a silent whisper."That's why he chose full moon - so he can get me pregnant." I explained in an anxious voice. Fear settled in my bones when I felt the air of fury around me. "He wants you to bear a child for him? He wants to impregnate you?" Sam stalked closer to me, and I would've stepped back, if my knees weren't already touching the bench, preventing any escape. I kept my eyes down on the ground, and saw his figure appearing in front of me. "And you agreed to this?" He asked sharply.I looked up at him, at his full black eyes. Sam seemed bigger, more dangerous."I didn't have a choice. It was this or return to the dark ones. They would've raped us, Sam. And I had to think about my pregnant best friend. I was responsible for her, as well." I replied in a strong voice."That's such a human answer. You should have thought about yourself, for fucks sake, Fay. This is not happening. You should've never agreed to this." Sa
“Are we really sure about this?“ Elle asked, her voice thick with apprehension. “We’re sure.” Elyse replied firmly, her eyes brimming with hope. Neither Elle nor I could bring ourselves to object any further. There was only one wall between this room and the dungeons, which were currently empty since all the prisoners had been taken out for the hunt. That's why tonight was the perfect night to do this. Sam wouldn't be here, and nor would be any of the hunters. Adrian had been invited to the hunt, much to his delight, and so even he would be occupied for the entire night. “How exactly do we do this?” I asked, frowning as doubt crept in. Half of me was convinced it wouldn’t work.The other half—the rational part—was terrified that it might. “Did we really have to pick the creepiest place for this?!” I jumped at the sound of a male voice, my hand instinctively gripping the hilt of my knife. Dante and Reggie had entered, Dante carrying a thick black book while Reggie laughed, pattin
I smiled and tugged on Sam’s pants, pulling him closer until his body pressed against mine. The thick branch beneath us held steady, but offered no protection from the cold wind gusting over our bare skin. Sam’s lips captured mine once again, and as his hand slid across my skin, feeling my goosebumps, fire burst from his fingertips. I gasped when the branch caught fire. Sam quickly doused the flames with his ice, but I stared at the charred spot, shock coursing through me. My mouth fell open in disbelief. "What... What is this?" I asked with disbelief. “I... I don’t know,” Sam replied, his eyes wide with uncertainty. “Have you always had this?” I questioned suspiciously, turning toward him. He looked at me, clearly unsure. “No,” he admitted, glancing down at his hand in amazement. I did the same. “I think it’s you. Your fire... it’s in my veins now.” I blinked, trying to process his words. "I noticed it every time I had your blood in my system. I felt the warmth. But I couldn
I bit my lip in torment, unable to tear my gaze away from Sam’s bare upper body. The fact that my body temperature was already too high didn’t help, nor did the way Sam moved in the fighting circle, calculating his next move to defeat his eight opponents. The scar I had given him long ago with a whip stood out starkly against his bronzed skin. The crown still sat firmly on his head, a testament to his rigid posture—even in the middle of combat. I almost groaned in desperation when Sam lifted the corner of his mouth into a smug smirk, taunting his enemies. Sam was intoxicated by the fight. It had been a long time since anyone dared challenge him, but tonight, nothing could stop him. He gave his challengers a simple choice: yield or die. A number of demons already lay dead at the corners of the ring. The vampires were nearly driven mad by the scent of blood, but Lucifer had kept them in check by giving each a bottle of blood wine. They lounged around, enjoying the company of several
I followed Sam's gaze and was met with thousands of silent eyes. It was still beyond me how such a large crowd could remain so quiet. My eyes first landed on Lucifer's wife, who was yanked back harshly by her husband. Lucifer looked regal, wearing a massive crown. His purple attire suited his large frame, and he puffed out his chest proudly when our gazes met. Shea stood a few meters away with the Lust crowd, her expression disapproving. The moment our eyes met, she quickly looked down. Moving on, I saw Adrian with his arms around Elle, both beaming with happiness and pride. I forced myself to suppress a smile, wanting to appear serious, and looked further. Dagon stood with Ren, holding hands. Ren gently stroked Dagon's arm. I almost gasped when I noticed a slight bump in Dagon's belly. I nodded in acknowledgment, and Dagon responded with a serene smile, nodding back. Elyse stood near them, arms crossed, looking as fierce as any demon king. The numerous knives strapped to her bod
“Don’t be nervous.” Elle scolded me from behind. I huffed in response. “I’m so done with these public events.” I replied, wringing my hands together. “Well, get ready for a lot more. You’re going to be Queen.” Elyse commented from the side. I eyed her, furrowing my brows. Elle finished the intricate braid, adding small wildflowers to my hair. Their colors popped against my dark strands, and I smiled at my reflection in the mirror. Elyse applied a final swipe of red lipstick to my lips, stepping back to admire her work. "You look absolutely perfect. Like a true Queen." I smiled again. My throat was bare. It would soon be adorned with a ruby necklace, similar to Sam's. Small rubies dangled from my ears, and a simple gold bracelet wrapped around my wrist. My dress was black and red, massive and encrusted with gemstones. I could barely walk in it, but apparently, this was how coronation dresses looked in this realm. Except for Elle, considering she was dressed in lingerie and a see
"Two bottles and one pack of cigarettes a month. That's my offer. Take it or leave it." Sam said, turning to Rhazien. The vampire sucked on his teeth, his fangs just visible, sharp and menacing. A shudder ran through me. They looked lethal. And painful. Lucifer, leaning heavily on the table, looked desperate. Around him, the vampires shared the same tense, eager expressions. Rhazien paused, letting the tension stretch. He scanned the room, his gaze lingering on each of us before it finally settled on Sam. He nodded once. "Yes!" Lucifer cheered, immediately turning to point at random vampires—each of them stunning in their own way. Lucifer's wife was going to have a heart attack. "I'll have my own harem!" He announced proudly. Sam sighed, clearly exasperated. "Oh, hell... What have we gotten ourselves into?" I snorted, nudging his chest. "Let him have his fun." "My brothers won’t be happy about this," Sam muttered. "I just gave the King of Pride something to brag about
I watched with interest as everyone around me became increasingly drunk. I kept my distance from the wine, not wanting to cloud my mind, and leaned comfortably against Sam. The vampires danced with the grace and allure of professional performers, putting on quite the spectacle. “I have some gifts for you, Rhazien.” Sam said, cutting through my distracted thoughts. “Gifts?” Rhazien’s eyes lit up with curiosity. “For your hospitality.” Sam reached to his side, producing a packet of cigarettes and a bottle of wine. Rhazien gasped, his excitement palpable. “Is that…?” Rhazien asked, his voice full of wonder. “Yes,” Sam smirked from behind me, “enjoy them.” “What are those?” I asked, eyeing the odd-smelling cigarettes. I recognized the wine as blood wine. “Blood cigarettes,” Sam replied. I froze at the words. “A delicacy for vampires. They can’t make them themselves. The process is intricate and involves working with a lot of blood,” he explained softly. Rhazien twirled the cigare
Sam cleared his throat and turned to Rhazien. “We agree—on my wife’s condition. My brother gets to take a vampire of his choice home. I’ll supply you with at least a dozen humans every month, in exchange for a dozen vampires.” Rhazien glanced from Sam to me, then over to Lucifer, who was still dancing. After a moment, he sighed. “Deal.” “Perfect.” Sam said with a grin, extending his hand. They shook on it, both clearly satisfied. I looked ahead, noticing some women dancing sensually on the bar. Their bodies moved like snakes, swaying their hips seductively, the atmosphere dripping with allure. Sam and Rhazien clinked their glasses and downed their drinks in sync, slamming the empty glasses down with matching grins. I knew Sam was getting drunk when he suddenly pulled me onto his lap. I gasped, instinctively resisting, but his supernatural strength held me still. He pressed my hips against his and my back against his chest. His arms encircled me, and he placed another glass of w
The dark ballroom got even darker when Rhazien clapped his hands, and the dangerous tension in the room rose considerably. “Do you think they’ll dance with me?” Lucifer asked, his eyes fixed on a group of vampires. “They would be honored, King of Envy,” Credence replied. “Many of us have never had the privilege of meeting a demon.” "Why is that?" I asked with interest, glancing at the human girls twirling around in beautiful dresses, their vampire partners looking down at them like they were a snack. They probably were. “We're not foolish enough to venture into the demon realm. That would be suicide,” Credence explained, tapping her glass with her long, blood-red nails. “Nor do we invite demons into our lands. Demons are too bloodthirsty. For your King, we made a exception." "We won't shed any blood here." I promised her, even though I couldn't see her. "Don't make promises that aren't yours to make, Queen of Wrath. Your husband has quite the reputation. We know the risks we’ve