Page 3 of Marked for Desecration

Batting my eyelashes, I nodded my head. “I’ll make sure to keep them breathing until you get back.”

He threw his head back and let loose a booming laugh, startling some of the guests, but not enough for them to stop. Someone moaned in completion a few seconds later and the hairs on the back of my neck rose.

William left me without another word, walking toward his younger brother Jordan, and patting him on the back. Jordan stared at me for a few seconds before he too turned to walk away.

A business meeting, he said. I wonder what it could be about.

Feminine hands slid over my shoulder and a warm mouth latched onto the skin of my neck seductively.

Is he meeting with the elite? It’s possible with his station in the clan.

“Come play with us. It’s your party after all. You should be honored between your legs until you can’t scream anymore.”

If only she knew the kind of screams I desired. I needed to get my mind off my plans anyway. She slid down my body, ripping a long slit into my dress with a knife, throwing one of my legs over her shoulder, and forcing me to lean my arms behind me on the table. The items on top shook and glasses left behind clinked together.

Blood splashed on my arm and back as her mouth covered my pussy and sucked on my clit. Biting my lip to hold back a moan, I could feel her slide her tongue into my folds teasingly.

One of the men from another group walked up behind her, butt naked, and caressed the top of her head, shoving it harder against my crotch while smiling at me. She automatically stuck her ass out in invitation like a bitch in heat as he got on his knees and lined up his cock.

I watched with hooded eyes as he slid into her inch by inch while she continued to feast on me like a starving animal, quickly making my heart race.

The pleasure built quickly as I threw my head back and watched the dead humans slowly swing from the ceiling like a hypnotizing pendulum, lulling me into the haze of lust that threatened to take over completely. I couldn’t let my guard down though, not around these people, not when I had so much to do, starting with my dear husband and his family.

Quicker than expected, I was taken over the edge and cried out as the woman moaned into my mound from being rammed by our new intruder. I laughed aloud at my own joke, uncaring of what they thought of me. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed all around us, the wedding turning into a meeting of carnal desires more so than any form of alliance between the north and south.

I grabbed the girl’s head and rubbed my pussy harder against her mouth, suffocating her as she got fucked like the whore she was.

After a few moments, I let her up for air and she finally screamed out in pleasure, dropping her upper body to the ground near my heels. Seems asphyxiation is her choice of poison.

I sighed, rearranging myself before walking over her and away from the room, back into the hallways that lead to my new marital bedroom.

As I passed one of the unused rooms in this massive estate, a hand grabbed me from the shadows and I quickly twisted and swung my arm until the tip of the knife I stole was right up against the jugular of the person who dared force their touch on me.

His breath stuttered. It wasn’t who I was expecting, sadly.

“Fuck, I almost came in my pants,” he said in a gruff voice, dripping with lust.

“Jordan, I see you and your brother are done with this little business meeting of yours early,” I purr. “Have you come to keep my bed warm?”

“I can keep all your holes filled just the way you like it. Anytime.”

What exactly make Letos men so… cocky? Even when their packages weren’t all that impressive.

“Is that so? Do you really think you have enough skill to keep me satisfied?” I challenged.

He leaned into the knife, the smell of his blood tickling my nose deliciously. Without hesitation, I licked it up and gave his jawline a little playful nip. A woman like myself had to keep her playthings handy. I never knew when I would need them to do something for me.

“I can show you right here,” he offered.

“And if your brother walks by?”

“I’ll kill him.”

I pull back and peruse him up and down. The tenting in his pants was evidence enough that he might just do as he promised. But why? The only conclusion I could draw was that he had already planned to have the family under his power and his brother was in his way.

I don’t trust him just yet. No. Young vampires were a hazard, and this one had the potential of being a loose cannon. Despite being a few decades old, Jordan still thought and operated as rashly as one newly made and high on his newfound power. It was why I needed to keep him under control… between my legs.

“You would do that for me?” I purred while my finger slowly slid down between my breasts, drawing his attention there.

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