Page 86 of The Depraved Prince
Thrust.
“Me.”
Thrust.
“Turn you!”
He’s fucking me so deep and feral right now. Water splashes every time his hips collide with mine. He’s begging for it violently. He’s using my body as a tool to get what he wants.But this…I can control it. My choice to be mortal is a decision I get to make. He cannot make me change or take that from me, and it’s killing him on the inside. He desperately wants me to chant those Latin words three times to consent to become a creature of the night like him, but I refuse.
I shake my head fast and vehemently. “No, Hayden. I won’t be like you!” I cry out as I come all over my fingers. My orgasm bursts through me like fire, from head to toe. My mouth gapes open as he continues to brutally fuck me. I want to fall over from how hard I came, but Hayden forces me to stand and continues to wreck my ass as I ride my torturous amazing high.
He’s my drug, and I’m afraid I’m addicted to the way he floods my veins.
He growls that same animalistic roar, wraps his hand around my neck, and presses his fingers into my skin, slightly taking my ability to breathe right away. I don’t need to turn around to see that he’s in Drago Vampire mode again with crimson eyes, pupils blown, and fangs ready to slash into me.
He punches the tiled black wall in front of me, causing it to shatter. Pieces of the wall fall to the bathtub floor and run down toward the drain. He’s impatient and urgently begging me, full of wrath. He doesn’t like being told no.
“You’re the only woman who has ever denied me. Say it!Volo unum esse cum morte!”
But I shake my head, denying the future he so badly craves.
“Say it!”
No.
He continues to work my body. Before another minute can pass, he grunts and matches my orgasm. He comes undone as his own climax gets pumped into my ass. He lets go of my neck and grips my hips so tight as he pushes his cock as deep as it can go, and he’s making me hurt for denying him. More bruises will be added to my collection, along with the rest. I love it when he marks me like that.
He keeps driving his slow thrusts until his balls are empty, and all of his semen is inside me instead. “I need you to be a good girl for me every day and a bad needy slut in my bed when my cock is inside you.”
If I was exhausted before, I’m completely drained.
He pulls out fast and turns me around rapidly. He lifts my chin up with his finger and kisses me hard, rough, needy. His eyes are still dilated and angry. I kiss him back, matching his speed, and we eat each other’s sins, matching our broken pieces like we always do when our bodies collide.
“You will consent. You will do as I say.You are mine, Millie. You will say those three words, or must I take someone away for you to realize that you will not escape me by dying from old age or sickness by staying human,” he drawls again psychopathically. “Cole? Nash? Leah? I’m your family. I’m your home. I’m your haven.” His husky voice taunts me again, daring me to tell him no so he can try and break me into agreeing.
“Stop it! I already agreed to marry you. Leave them alone!” Horror creeps into my tone as I shout and push at his chest with my fists. I’m tempted to punch his jaw, but his sinister smile makes me hesitate. He grabs my wrist before it connects with his face. I try to pull back, but he doesn’t let up.
“Do I have to fuck your resentment away until you stop fighting me?” he asks cruelly. His eyes darken as he smiles ominously like he’s enjoying looking at me succumbing to him. He licks the bottom of his front teeth across his fangs, and I scrunch my face to stop my whimpers from escaping. His red eyes charge like he’s obsessed with everything that makes me me.
He forces his soft lips on mine, pressing into me like he needs me to understand that I’m not going anywhere, reminding me of my place in this life together. He pulls back, and his eyes are emotionless, dark, and depraved. He smirks and tucks my hair behind my ear, gentle as always, but his next words have me riddled with fear again.
“I may love you with all that I am. But don’t forgetWHOI am. You will commit to becoming immortal, and I’ll give you some time to accept that when I say forever, I fucking meanforever. Now, let’s get you to sleep, baby girl.”
He leans forward, kissing me slowly but harshly.
“I’ll see you next moon,” he tells me after he pulls away.
I swallow as I try to ignore the pulsation and lust and try to snap out of my dark thoughts. The same demons he fights.
He carries me to our bed after drying and clothing me with fresh undergarments. I slide under the blankets just as he lays down next to me. Before I fall asleep, my heart thunders, and then it quiets as he kisses my neck where his mark is. We watch one of his favorite classic movies as he holds my breasts and continues to kiss my neck every other minute. His big hands roam everywhere until I eventually feel some sort of peace as we watch the movie together.
“I’ll see you next moon,” I whisper my final goodnight, and I can hear his deep hum of satisfaction behind me. His cock is erect, but he doesn’t act on it.
I fall asleep.
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