“ We need to talk.” The king said as I turned around, asking him if he was being serious with my eyes.My head was pounding so bad.I had picked to recruit vampires all night long, screamed on top of my lungs for them to form lines, smacked some asses who tried to snap my head and spat on me. I had watched training, screaming instructions because they were all suddenly deaf and did not want to listen. I was tired and done for the night.There was no talking that was going to take place. I was going to bed.That was what I wanted to tell him but I was so wiped I just gave him the ugliest eye I could summon, throwing it at him and turning back around to walk further in the room.The bed sheets were changed, all the things belonging to the previous king cleared with the room looking as good as new but I could care less.I was already tearing the clothes from my body. The crown was thrown on the bed, the royal scepter following after. The royal robe was thrown on the floor as soon as I st
He rinsed the bathing cloth then collected water with it. His face looked up at me as I stared down at him.“ Open up.” He said with me frowning.I stared down at the hand and face only for my face to burn up. I wanted to object but found myself opening up as I leaned even more on him.He dug his hand in, washing my pussy. He went back to rinse the cloth, collecting more water and coming back to was his nunu. I should have been embarrassed. He was being too much but I could not help but prune so hard, melting like ice on a hot day with him cleaning me. When he was satisfied, I was told to turn, him cleaning my ass crack. I know, I know. Even I was just at the edge of fainting. It felt so wrong but so right at the same time. I did not know if it was something soul mates did but I was just dying so hard.I guess we were done, him drying my body. I stepped on the edge, holding him as he dried my feet then I leaned down with his arms coming around me.My heart was drumming hard. He picked
We hopped in the shower together. It was my time to wash his body. I curved it with his wash towel, leaving a trail of foam all over. I could not stop, fascinated with the foam on his skin. With each wipe new shapes formed so he took the wash cloth from me and decided to do it himself as I sulked so hard but he never gave in.He took a large towel as I was wiping away my face and just wiped my whole body for me. I froze, letting him have his way with me until I was fully dry before moving to dry his own skin. I stepped out of the shower, walking out of the bathroom with him still brushing his teeth. My arms stretched to all directions, yawning. My neck snapped left and right because it was just so stiff.I walked in to the closet, clothes lining all the shelves. The late king’s stench gone with it smelling like something sweet and I could not help but smile as my eyes fell on the culprit which was a pink scent bottle. My feet moved even deeper in. Forget about oiling my skin and combi
My heart jolted from fright, the sleep scared away for just that second as the adrenaline ran through my body. My head picked up from the floor tiles to turn around with much caution. Both my feet were on the counter at that point, folding them as if I was meditating.My eyes took him in as he pulled out pots, shocking me out of my mind. Was he cooking? I could do with some food.I smiled where I was.I decided to hop from the counter before I fell asleep while sitting. The tiles were square, really wanting to hop on them. I hopped from one to the other, skipping over others as it turned to a game to see how many tiles I could jump over.There I was jumping all over the kitchen with the king chopping and cooking.It suddenly dawned on me that I could have been doing something useful like helping him cook so he could give me some of his food because I was so hungry. My head turned to him.“ Can I help?” I asked, trying this thing called being nice because all I wanted was to continue h
I tossed and turned, feeling the distress fall on my body as the darkness swallowed me whole, and, on the other side of it were my demons. I was hanging again.The panic hit hard because I thought I had escaped but I had been dreaming.My body swung back and forth, so much pain and fear coursing through me as the darkness crawled to the lowest corner of the room and the highest of the ceiling. The tears fell down one after another, my heart shuttering, no Dante, nothing, having imagined it all. I heaved, the door opening with Brandon walking in.My eyes suddenly fell on my body and I was naked.His face was disfigured, him bleeding, eyes having rolled out. I screamed so hard, fighting with everything in me to get away from him but I could not. The ropes dug in my skin as he got closer and closer. I thought I would faint with how hard I was screaming but it all suddenly slipped away. I felt my body moved, my heart calming down with a cloudy darkness swallowing me whole to peaceful s
As soon as I stepped out of my closet, I tipped my head up high, walking as if I had the world at my feet. I walked through the room, the ladies following after me as they had been waiting by the door. The door was closed after us as we walked to jog down the stairs.There were more vampires in the castle than before, mostly working which meant they were those which we had recently picked to work in the castle, whether to cook or clean.None greeted and I did not bother too. Their heads turned, seeing the hate and blood thirst yet they kept their place where they were, not acting on what they felt but they would soon. They were still scared, seeing what would happen before they could slit my throat and watch me bleed.I smiled from the thought, daring them to do what they wanted so I would rip them apart.We stepped outside, the sun shinning bright and hot.I raised my arm to shield from the sun. My arm had nothing but scars all over, decorating it just like the rest of my body.I lo
My hands gripped on my t-shirt, pulling it off. My jeans were slipped off, fighting with them for some time until they eased from my body with much difficulty. A breath was let out, they were really squeezing my hips real hard. I sighed, feeling free at last.I walked out of the closet, closing the door after. I walked naked and barefooted. Who would I be hiding my body from? The door to the bathroom was opened, walking in, my eyes to the shower with the glass misty as steam rose from the shower.I walked to the sinks where I brushed my teeth. I turned, walking towards the water.Why take a bath when I could join him in there? I missed his touch, craved seeing those abs. After such a long day, he needed some rewards and I was all about giving.The door was opened with me stepping in.I closed it after me, my eyes taking his body up and down. He was washing his body and I could see the exhaustion even with him standing tall and firm. The king was a fighter, strong. I was there, yet
I opened my mouth to close it, my eyes throwing daggers at the king. My head snapped away, bringing the book up. My eyes filled with tears, wanting to throw the book away but it was all that kept him from seeing my tears. I felt so stupid. How would I have learned how to read when as soon as I could walk, I was carrying buckets of water? Ever since I could listen, all I would hear were insults to me, beatings on my body. I had no time to learn how to read nor the person to teach me. I was always running around, working, living my hell. I did not even know how to write my name.It was a wonder I even spoke so well.My head snapped up as the book was slipped from my hands, coming face to face with the king as he was crunched right before my eyes.I sniffled, not wanting to feel so pathetic. Why was he even staring at me? Did he want to laugh at me? I would smack him if he dared. Staring at anywhere but his gorgeous face.His hand gently came to my neck, his thumb on my jaw, pulling me