All Chapters of The Vampire King’s slave mate : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I woke up this morning feeling refreshed, last night was the first time in a long while that I hadn’t woken up without a nightmare, which was surprising to me, given the events of last night. My face flushed red as I thought of Nikolai feeding me his blood. He had healed me when he could have let me die for not obeying his orders. I had heard so many horror stories of the Vampire King; the leader of all supernaturals, but I’m now starting to wonder if those stories were just that, stories. I turned to my other side, not ready to get out of bed, and a let out a gasp, I had just realized I was laying in Nikolai’s bed, and I wasn’t laying in it alone. Nikolai was half wrapped in a sheet, he had gone to sleep without a shirt on, and it was a sight to see. I could tell her cared about his health, and worked hard to maintain his figure, his body looked like a temple, I don’t think I’d ever met another male as big as him. His body befit that of a king, a king who’d fight until the end to pr

was seething in anger, I wanted to go on a bloody rampage. I wanted to rip them all limb to limb, I wanted to make them all suffer as they had made Mary. In my opinion everyone was at fault, the women who stood by and watched as Mary was getting dragged into the laundry room were just as guilty as the one’s who’d done the tormenting. ‘Nikolai.’ I felt kade reaching out to me, concern in his voice. ‘What is going on? I can feel your rage from across the palace.’‘The blood slaves,’ I ground out, ‘They attacked Mary.’‘And Mary is?’ Kade asked confused. ‘My blood slave, the woman with the intoxicating scent!’‘Ah.’ Kade responded. ‘I was wondering why the women were acting off when I dropped off my slave.’‘They were acting strange and you didn’t think to investigate it.’ I growled through the link, my anger rising, thinking this entire situation could have been prevented. ‘I figured they’d lost one of their own again.’ Kade said cautiously, ‘You’ve been

I walked out of my room slamming the door, and running my hands through my hair, my damn slave was so irritating. Why couldn’t she just listen and do as I say? I was headed straight to my office, I had something important I needed to take care of before Mary got out of her shower. This morning had been a mistake, I had meant to kiss her, but her damn lips looked so luscious, I couldn’t resist a taste. I should’ve known that she would kiss like she argues, she always has to come out on top. Normally I hate dominant females, but she intrigued me, and the beast inside of me. I wanted to go further with the kiss, but once I started to lick and suck on her neck, my beast wanted to come out and play, her soft little moans and the smell of her arousal, enticed him. The second my fangs touched her neck, she stiffened beneath me, and I could feel her fear, she was afraid of me, and that bothered me.I took a deep breath as I stood outside my office, I needed to contact the fairies.

As I sunk my fangs into Mary’s neck, my beast hummed, in pure pleasure, drinking her blood was like sipping from the finest wines, in all my years, I had never tasted anything better. Mary let out a little whimper of pleasure, and I could feel my want for her growing stronger. I slid my hands, down the side of her neck, tracing her collar bone. She leaned into my touch wanting more. My hands continued to travel south as my fingers pinched and squeezed her nipples, making her arch her back forcing her breasts deeper into my hands. I could tell she wanted this as much as I did. I slowed down my drinking, not wanting this moment to quickly, my hands trailed further, until I reached her bare thigh, I rubbed my hand against her bare skin, it was so soft and smooth, her breath hitched, and I wondered if it was from my bite or if she could feel the small sparks of electricity too. I wandered my hand into the crevasse of her thighs, and found she was not wearing any under. My thumb traced

“I’ve heard of it, but I thought it only effected Wolf Shifters. I’ve never heard of a vampire having a mate bond.” I replied intrigued on where Ambrose was going with this. “It’s a rare occurrence for other species to have a mate bond, but while it is a rarity it does occur.” Ambrose said thoughtfully, his hand on his chin as if he was in deep thought. “Has a human ever had a mate bond?” I asked, feeling nervous about this connection between Mary and I. “Never.” Ambrose replied solemnly. “There’s never been a documented occasion where a supernatural was mated to human.” I grimaced at his response, “If that’s the case then why mention the mate bond at all? Mary is a human.” “It’s the only logical explanation,” Ambrose said, standing up from his chair, pacing my office. “I’d like to study Mary.” “No.” I replied sharper than intended. My beast was very protective over our blood slave. “If you want answers it is the only way,” Ambrose said, crossing his arms and starring at me. “