Ruben was not just my twin. He was a part of me. When he decided to jump out of the window, he decided to leave me behind.I took a look into the mirror. Instead of my red eyes and puffy cheeks, I saw Ruben there- standing after a long time. He was always in bed. I could not remember the last time I saw him standing.Yet, he had enough strength to walk to the window and jump out.I did not believe anyone threw him through the window. It was not like I did not think our family members could not do it. They certainly could, but why would they do it? They did not have any reason to kill someone who never posed as a threat. Ruben had been sickly and bed-ridden. He could not stand for more than a minute without his knees buckling beneath him.Now he was gone. I would not hear him say my name. I could not even remember the last thing he said to me. I tried many times to remember. What kind of sister did not remember what her brother last said to her? I felt terrible. No matter how much I tr
I walked quickly to our room. I was not angry at Rose. How could I be angry at someone who lost her brother just yesterday? I could feel a little bit of her pain, but not all. I would not feel anything if Kyle died, but Jace… He was the brother I cared about. He was one of the most important people of my life.Well, I had an ulterior motive too when I visited Rose. I actually wanted to make sure whether she would go through with the plan or not. I did not ask her outright. It would seem too cruel.I opened the door to our chamber. There was no guard outside. Demian did not like having people outside our door. I did not like it either. Besides, it was weird to have someone near who could hear whatever Demian and I were doing.I walked in. The room was dark. Why did the maids not lit the candles?Someone grabbed me by the throat and pressed me against the wall as he closed the door with another hand. Just by the touch, I knew it was Demian. Besides, there was the particular scent about
Demian’s hands pried my legs open. I felt vulnerable and at his mercy. It was something I liked, but also did not like. I was confused how I felt about this position.He was still fully clothed. I felt alone since I was the only one naked without any cloth covering my body parts. Not that I hated it. I quite enjoyed being looked upon. I liked the way Demian’s eyes feasted on my skin. I liked the thrill, the prospect of being devoured by him.He put his head between my legs and I shuddered as his warm breath fell on my folds. He rubbed them with his fingers.“You are already ready for me, my darling,” he said. His voice husky. I could hear the desire and want in his voice. It was making me want him even more. There was nothing more attractive than having a man want you as much as you want him, if not more. “Are you wet for me knowing what I will do to you? How I would fuck your cunt with my cock? Is that what you are thinking about?”I blushed and looked away. Demian had lit a few candl
Damien rubbed his cock against my folds. I tensed up. I had never done this before. I only read about it.I was a little anxious. What if it was not as magical as I read in the books? What if it was boring? That was unlikely though. If Damien’s fingers could make me go crazy, his cock would make me feel something much more intense.He rubbed himself for a long time. And then, he entered. The tip first. Then a little more. More. And more. Until he was entirely inside me. He had entered slowly to not hurt me.I gasped, arching my back. It was much different from his fingers. With his fingers, I did not feel this much full.“Don’t hold your breath,” he said, his voice a little strained, as if he had a hard time talking. “Breathe out.” I did as I was told.He pulled himself out and before I knew it, he slammed his cock back inside. I cried out, digging my nails into his thighs over his pants.And the rhythm started. Damien was relentless as he mercilessly thrust inside and brought it out.
I tried to move. My legs, my arms, anything. But I could not. I was chained to a wall, like an animal. My arms and legs were bound and there was a chain around my neck.He was here. I could feel him. I could hear the steady rhythm of his breath.I heard his footsteps getting nearer. I wanted to close my eyes, wait for it to happen. If I closed my eyes, probably the whipping would not hurt as much as before. But I did not. As he stepped in front of me, I glared at him defiantly.I hated him. I hated his family. I hated his name. I hated everything about him.“Why so angry, darling? I am your husband. You should show some love for me,” he said, a crooked smile playing at the side of his lips. Through the gap between his lips, I could see his sharp fangs, ready to sink into soft flesh.“Fuck you!” I yelled.“Tsk, darling. You are a noble born lady. Why be so vulgar?” He crouched down in front of me. His fingers trailed my face to my neck. I sucked in a breath. “Be sweet. Like you are rai
Marrying Sully Star was a sudden decision, something I never thought I would do.I had come back only last night from a mission. I slept for a long time for that reason. I needed some rest. When I woke up, I found out from Rose that Father abducted Sully Star, the daughter of Jade Star, who was going to be married to Rezef Thorn.“Father is going to give her to Kiara. Kiara wanted a toy for a long time,” Rose had told me.After lunch, Father took me to see the woman in the dungeon. In the dark, I could not see her that well. Yet, I had decided right there and then that I wanted that woman. At least, to make Rezef suffer.Father agreed since he was satisfied with the outcome of the last mission. She was brought out of the dungeon and for the first time, I could see her clearly.Sully had brown clear skin and a small round face. Her figure was something I tried not to look at, because as a man, I felt something I should not feel for an unconscious woman.The maids prepared her for the w
Damien removed all the chains except for the one around my neck which I wanted more than anything to be removed.“If you remained still and didn’t throw a tantrum, they would not have to chain you like this,” Damien said. I first found out his name when the priest or whoever that was (He did not look like a priest. I just assumed) said his name during our so-called wedding.“What will you do with me?” I asked.“My sister asked the same thing a while ago. What do you mean by that, Sully darling? What will I do with my wife?” He tilted his head to one side as he said it as if he was amused. He looked less intimidating his father, but that must be because he was still young. How old would he be? Twenty? Twenty-five? Not more than that. When he would be more mature, he would be the exact copy of his father.“You don’t even know me. How will you act like a proper husband when I am your wife?”“I can do that. The question is- can you?”“No!”“But darling, you have to.”I was a realistic per
I trembled beneath him as his lips and hands explored my body. I felt vulnerable under his hungry gaze.He removed my hair from my right shoulder. “This will hurt.”“What will?”“This,” he said and kissed me on the shoulder. He licked there and before I knew it, he sunk his fangs into my shoulder.I gasped. It hurt. But more than that, there was an odd excitement in my body, much stronger than ever before.My body was getting hotter. It was like my blood was boiling, but not from anger; instead, from a hunger. He shrugged off his shirt while sucking my blood. I dug my nails into his back and screamed.I felt his hand creeping up between my thighs. My subconsciousness was telling me to stop him, but I could not. I wanted to feel it. Every part of it. I wanted him to do things to me I never thought I would want.His fingers touched the inside of my thighs. I let out a moan and wrapped my arms around him.Two of his fingers slid inside me as I was already wet. I was a little ashamed abou
Damien rubbed his cock against my folds. I tensed up. I had never done this before. I only read about it.I was a little anxious. What if it was not as magical as I read in the books? What if it was boring? That was unlikely though. If Damien’s fingers could make me go crazy, his cock would make me feel something much more intense.He rubbed himself for a long time. And then, he entered. The tip first. Then a little more. More. And more. Until he was entirely inside me. He had entered slowly to not hurt me.I gasped, arching my back. It was much different from his fingers. With his fingers, I did not feel this much full.“Don’t hold your breath,” he said, his voice a little strained, as if he had a hard time talking. “Breathe out.” I did as I was told.He pulled himself out and before I knew it, he slammed his cock back inside. I cried out, digging my nails into his thighs over his pants.And the rhythm started. Damien was relentless as he mercilessly thrust inside and brought it out.
Demian’s hands pried my legs open. I felt vulnerable and at his mercy. It was something I liked, but also did not like. I was confused how I felt about this position.He was still fully clothed. I felt alone since I was the only one naked without any cloth covering my body parts. Not that I hated it. I quite enjoyed being looked upon. I liked the way Demian’s eyes feasted on my skin. I liked the thrill, the prospect of being devoured by him.He put his head between my legs and I shuddered as his warm breath fell on my folds. He rubbed them with his fingers.“You are already ready for me, my darling,” he said. His voice husky. I could hear the desire and want in his voice. It was making me want him even more. There was nothing more attractive than having a man want you as much as you want him, if not more. “Are you wet for me knowing what I will do to you? How I would fuck your cunt with my cock? Is that what you are thinking about?”I blushed and looked away. Demian had lit a few candl
I walked quickly to our room. I was not angry at Rose. How could I be angry at someone who lost her brother just yesterday? I could feel a little bit of her pain, but not all. I would not feel anything if Kyle died, but Jace… He was the brother I cared about. He was one of the most important people of my life.Well, I had an ulterior motive too when I visited Rose. I actually wanted to make sure whether she would go through with the plan or not. I did not ask her outright. It would seem too cruel.I opened the door to our chamber. There was no guard outside. Demian did not like having people outside our door. I did not like it either. Besides, it was weird to have someone near who could hear whatever Demian and I were doing.I walked in. The room was dark. Why did the maids not lit the candles?Someone grabbed me by the throat and pressed me against the wall as he closed the door with another hand. Just by the touch, I knew it was Demian. Besides, there was the particular scent about
Ruben was not just my twin. He was a part of me. When he decided to jump out of the window, he decided to leave me behind.I took a look into the mirror. Instead of my red eyes and puffy cheeks, I saw Ruben there- standing after a long time. He was always in bed. I could not remember the last time I saw him standing.Yet, he had enough strength to walk to the window and jump out.I did not believe anyone threw him through the window. It was not like I did not think our family members could not do it. They certainly could, but why would they do it? They did not have any reason to kill someone who never posed as a threat. Ruben had been sickly and bed-ridden. He could not stand for more than a minute without his knees buckling beneath him.Now he was gone. I would not hear him say my name. I could not even remember the last thing he said to me. I tried many times to remember. What kind of sister did not remember what her brother last said to her? I felt terrible. No matter how much I tr
My mother gave a dagger to me, which I carried with me all the time. Her father gave it to her when she was young. She passed it on to me when I was nine.“Look at the red stone on it,” my mother said as I sat beside her on the grassy ground of the garden. Mother loved to spend time in the garden under the clear sky, surrounded by trees and flowers. “It looks like your eyes.”“We have the same eyes, Mother,” I said.“My father was gifted the stone by a merchant. It reminded him of my eyes. So he had a dagger made and adorned it with the red stone. He then gave it to me on my ninth birthday,” she said. Mother adored her father. Whenever she talked of him, her eyes would shine brightly. “Now, it belongs to you.”Red eyes were very rare. My mother got her red eyes from her grandmother from her mother’s side. Among my mother’s children, only I had red eyes. Mother said the dagger belonged to me because of my eyes.“When you have children, you will give it to your red eyed child. Only one
Rosalia had fainted at some point in my arms. Demian carried her back to her chamber. I thought Dela would be with her since she seemed to like Rosalia quite a lot. But Dela said she had to sleep. I volunteered to stay with Rosalia in case she woke up, but Alexander would not have it.“Return to your chamber and go to sleep. Rosalia has her servants,” Alexander said. There was no way Alexander was worried about me not getting enough sleep. It must be that he was worried about having two Stars in the same chamber without anyone there to spy on us.Demian took me back to our chamber. He did not say a single word. His face was a mask. I could not understand what he was thinking. I could not even say whether he was sad about his half-brother’s death or not.Demian went to the bathroom. I followed him there. He splashed some cold water on his face. Gripping the basin with both hands, he stood there, water dripping from his face.“Go back to bed, Sully,” he said without looking at me.“I wi
I kept the potion Rose gave me inside the closet under my dresses. Demian saw it and asked me who gave it to me.“Leo. I sent Leo a message with Theo and Leo gave the potion to Theo who gave it to me. In case we do it…”He nodded. I was not sure if he was satisfied with the answer. If he suspected anything, he gave no hint of it.I had not seen Leo for a long time. I did not dare try to meet him. Besides, Demian thought I should not meet him. Alexander might suspect something.The third moon was near. I was getting anxious. It was only three nights away.I watched as Demian undressed. His back was to me. I had to admit that every part of him was comely. I wanted to run my hand over the scars on his back. The whips marks were made by his father, Demian told me. He whipped Demian to discipline him.I wanted to run my fingers through his long black hair. It was not wavy like mine and very silky. I went to him and placed my palm on his back. He stiffened.“Sully…”“You get naked in front
The honor of Jade Star- that was what I was preparing to rely on. When I would leave House Star, I would need a place to live for a while. I had to make sure I could escape properly. If Jade Star had the kind of honor my mother and Sully said he had, he would let me stay because I was his blood too. He loved his sister. He must let me stay for the sake of the love he bore for his sister.I was more worried about Sully. She did not have honor, it was obvious. She even admitted it. Would she betray me after I helped her escape? Not likely, but not unlikely either.Ruben said Sully seemed like a nice lady. She seemed that way to me as well. I had to believe that she at least would not betray my trust. She was my only hope.“When she talked to me, she had a nice voice. People with nice voice are mostly nice people,” Ruben told me.I could not share that kind of sentiment with Ruben, but probably he was right about Sully. She was a Star deep down. Stars did not betray others easily. They w
Demian lay me down on the bed, still wet from the bath. The soft bedding stuck to my wet skin.Demian gazed down at me, his eyes burning with desire. He pried my legs apart. I felt a little shy as he was watching me so intently. It was not like it was the first time he did that. Sometimes he would look at me in a way that made me feel naked even if I was not.I shuddered when his hand touched me down there between my legs. His fingers were cold now. As he inserted them inside me, I let out a moan. Those moans came out involuntarily. I could not help voicing my pleasure and the need of more pleasure.Demian took out his fingers and licked them, his eyes fixed on mine. I felt my whole face burn up.He bent down and put his face between my legs. I knew what would happen, yet I called out his name when his hot tongue touched me. He moved his tongue slowly, teasing the folds before putting it inside.Before long, I cried out, clutching the sheet.***As we lay down under the covers, Demian