Page 36 of The Time Of Kings

For as much as I craved to fuck her, I craved the taste of her even more. In all honesty, I could have drank from the cup ofmy Electus for many hours longer than I believed her capable of taking.

But then the sadist in my Demonic side wouldn’t quite let go of its prize yet. Not even when she started to beg me, and oh so sweetly at that. Not even when I knew that she was getting closer to her limit, would I let go. I was just surprised that the reply I gave her hadn’t come from my Demon side. As he was certainly close to slipping free of my control.

“Please… oh God, please… I… I can’t… AHHH!”

“I will be the judge of that!” I snarled into her inner thigh before biting her and wishing, in that moment, she knew the dark truth. That she knew the Demonic core of me that wanted to imprison her as much as the Angel in me wanted to worship every inch. For if she knew, then I would have had the freedom to break the skin and drink her down in a very different way. She would know the way her blood sang to me, teasing me just beneath the skin. And how my thirst for her couldn’t possibly be quenched before I had tasted her very life source.

She would have known how badly I wanted to consume her in this way before feeding her both my seed as well as my own blood. Again, the mental image only added to my arousal and made beads of semen drip freely from the tip of cock. Oh, but to be allowed to coat her lips with it, before spreading them as wide as they would go as I fed her the meaty length. How much dark pleasure I would get in watching as she struggled around its size, for what a sight it would be. Such a fuckable thing to behold, and I couldn’t wait for the opportunity to do just as my mind had erotically painted.

The carnal sight before me, combined with that of the one now firmly playing out in my mind, had me a few strokes of my cock away from spilling my seed into my breeches. Which was also why I thought it wise to stop after her last release,this before I did spill my essence like some unruly young buck desperate for the rut.

But I also took note of the way her body started to struggle, knowing that I couldn’t push her mortal form too far for fear of hurting her. So, as I lapped up every drop that had seeped from her quivering entry, I did so gently in sight of her body still responding to the aftereffects of so much gratification.

In fact, she seemed still caught in a sexual daze. So much so that I knew, had I walked away now, I would no doubt have found her body still in the same position an hour later. I couldn’t help but smirk at the idea of this, enjoying her need to be taken care of, after all I had forced her to sexually endure.

Hence why I gathered her up in my arms and positioned her more comfortably on the bed. Then as I stoked back her hair, pieces of golden strands that had become stuck to her damp forehead, I couldn’t help but lick my lips, reliving the taste of her with every swipe they made over my own skin.

“Are you well, my beauty?” I asked seeing as she was yet to speak and could only watch me with a hooded gaze.

“I er… yeah,”she replied, making me grin at the husky sound.

“You were perfect,”I told her, granting her a gentle kiss and making her sigh happily. But then she also granted me her humour soon after. Something that was done, no doubt, as a way to cut through her shyness about what I had just done to her.

“Tell me, do all your kidnappings end this way?” she asked, and I couldn’t hold back my smile, deciding to tease her in return.

“Only the tasty ones,” I said, knowing how I would have liked to have added her name in my reply. But considering I was still yet to be granted it, I therefore couldn’t help it when my jest was swiftly followed by a sterner demand coming from my lips. As I was now even more desperate to know who she was.

Hence why I was quick to point out,

“Now it’s time to…”

“…tell me your name.”

16

THE POWER OF A NAME

At the request of her name, she laughed, and although it was a slightly nervous sound, again I became transfixed with the sight of her beautiful smile lighting up the dark nature of my world. I also had to wonder at all these new thoughts she was invoking within me, sentiments I never believed myself capable of feeling. Like the pleasure I would find in being teased, as she felt strangely comfortable enough to do so now.

“And all your lovers, do you usually leave the exchanging of names till the end?”

“Only the one that has managed to render me incapable of acting like a gentleman,” I replied in kind, for her teasing always made me wish to do the same to her. If only to be granted that warmth of her smile once more. She giggled at my answer, and the delightful sound would have only been made better had I known her name.

But then, this in itself quickly became a double-edged blade. For no matter how much satisfaction I found in the ease of her manner, I also knew that she was purposely being evasiveby denying me her answer. Which was why I was once more pushing for it, for I was not accustomed to waiting.

“I believe this is the part of our conversation where you begin to tell me about yourself…starting with your name, my beauty,”I said, finishing this request against the soft skin at her neck, which what I had come to discover was a sensitive spot for her. And one I would exploit to its fullest, if it got me what I wanted. Her body’s shiver at my touch proved such inner thoughts as being correct. However, it didn’t quite work as I had imagined it would, for she continued to play this little coy game of hers.

“Why start now? We seem to get on just fine without all the formalities.”

The urge to growl at being denied such a simple request was too close to the surface, and something I only just managed to hold back. My dark gaze, however, was not as easy to rein in, and therefore became easy to read as I pulled back from her.

“The manner in which you speak already tells me of your lower rank in society, so if this is your reasoning for withholding the information I seek…” I didn’t get the chance to finish as she scoffed and spoke in a way I was not accustomed to. However, the sarcastic tone was not lost on me.

“Wow, blunt much?”

“I have offended you?” I asked in surprise, for her lower rank had been the only factor in this union that I had believed she would struggle with. Unless she believed that I gave any weight to the difference in our social standing. And if that be the case, then I would quickly rectify that. For I didn’t give a damn about her background or upbringing. I was only focused on the future I wanted to have with her.

She replied with a heavy sigh before reverting back to her evasive ways. This time by using my obvious attraction to her as a tool against me and what I wanted. Something I would soonput a stop to, for I would not allow her to lead me around by my horns and make me a slave to my desires.

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