Page 116 of The Depraved Prince
“Hayden. Don’t.” I pull on his leather jacket harder, urging him to leave Jared alone. He’s being ridiculous.
“Look, man, I think Millie can make her own choices whether she wants to go to one of the games. She did tell me that she’snew here, after all. I’m just being friendly.” Jared straightens his back, puffing out his chest defensively. Still, Hayden is taller and easily towers over Jared’s build.
Hayden glances at me over his shoulder and clenches his jaw tight. It flexes over his sharpened and pointed chin with dark enthusiasm.
“Friendly…huh?” Hayden takes a step toward Jared, closing the distance more, and I swear I feel like the Earth is spinning. Hayden takes off his sunglasses and grins ominously.
“Let me show you how friendly I can be when someone tries to take what’s mine.”
“Hayden!” I shout at him over the sound of engines being revved and all of his friend’s dark laughter behind us like it’s entertainment. They’re egging him on. “Let’s go home,” I plead.
“Yes, my angel. Anything you want…but right after I finish saying goodbye to Jared.” He stares at Jared’s shoes, and I hold my hand over my chest. My heart pounds ruthlessly, skipping beats, but I can’t unglue my eyes to what’s about to unfold in front of me.
“Tell me something, Jared…” he murmurs, still looking at the floor, but then Hayden lifts his head slightly, and his ocean-blue eyes change to crimson red. He smiles with long, dangerous fangs and taunts Jared. “Do you believe in Vampires?”
Jared pissedhis pants from fear and almost passed out when Hayden transformed into vampire mode. Kolton pounced on Jared, sucked his blood until he got his fill, and then left him. Hayden reassured me he wouldn’t remember anything from tonight because of the venom that gets injected into Jared’s system.
Still,I’ll remember every little detail about tonight.
I thought after I came back and set a wedding date, he’d be less possessive and depraved, but he’s only gotten worse. I cling to his waist as he drives us toward a lake near the Cathedral alone. I’m swearing in my head about twenty times. I’m so mad at him. After twenty minutes, he parks his bike right next to the lake. There’s a full moon that reflects against black waves. It’s the prettiest view I’ve seen.
As soon as he puts the brake down, I jet off the bike and let go of him. It earns me a low creature-like growl from Hayden, but I don’t care.
“Don’t you fucking dare think about trying to run from me!” Hayden blares as he still sits on the bike and holds the handles so tight I’m surprised he hasn’t torn his bike apart.
“He’s innocent! You promised you wouldn’t do this! You promised you wouldn’t do stuff like this! You can’t kill or almost kill guys that talk to me or just…look at me!” I palm my waist.
“Yes, I fucking can. He talks to you again, and I’ll fucking kill him!” He drawls as he holds out his hand and calls me over to him by curling his fingers. “Come here, Millie.”
“No,” I grit out.
“Come here, Millie, and sit on my cock. I know you want to,” he demands, rough yet silky simultaneously.
I hate that he senses the sensation that sparkles in between my thighs. Even when he fucks up, and we fight, he senses when my body burns and ignites, waiting for him.
“No!” I yell, bewildered by his relaxed nature. “You almost killed him just because he asked me to go to his game! You keep acting recklessly, and one day, people will start to notice that vampires exist and come after you! You’re being irresponsible and jealous!” Instead, I no longer face him and pace around, anxiously looking at the water as I run up and down the shore. Icontinue to vent with no filter. “You’re an asshole sometimes! I hate?—!”
“Millie,” he seethes, warning me to stop. “Watch your words before I do something that you’llreally hate.”
I stop pacing and glare at him.
“I hate that you keep doing stuff like this. You can’t kill everyone who hurts me, Hayden. I just…I’m…” I drift off, trying to find the right words to form. Finally, the realization hits me, and my throat tightens. I close my eyes as I walk closer to him, still fuming with heat in my cheeks, flared nostrils, and crossed arms over my chest. I stop before him as his curiosity builds in those entrapping light blue eyes. He frowns as he watches me intently.
“I’m scared of losing you,” I murmur. “Stop putting yourself and your kind at risk. I can’t lose you.” I cry softly as I close my eyes. “You’re being reckless. Exposing yourself and your vampirism is not safe. Don’t make more enemies, you have enough already.” The thought of people finding out about vampires and coming after Hayden makes me physically and mentally unstable. I crumble at the thought of someone finding out about vampires and killing Hayden. What if people find out and try to kill every vampire that walks? Although I know it’s nearly impossible with how powerful and unremorseful he is, it’s still there. An unknown gnawing situation I don’t ever want to encounter.
Hayden picks me up quickly as my tears fall, forcing me to straddle him. I try to lift myself off. I’m still upset with him about the Jared situation. But he keeps me restrained down by my waist. I’m forced to sit on his very hard, thick cock that’s restrained by his jeans. It’s begging for release.
“That’s not possible, Bambi. You will always have me. I promise. I’m not going anywhere. Wherever your soul goes, mine will follow. It doesn’t matter where or how far.” His coldfingers trail up my thigh and snake underneath my plaid skirt. I hitch a nervous breath as he trails circles over my damp throbbing pussy. “I’m obsessed, addicted, and tethered to you for eternity. I love you.”
I meet his now red eyes as I run my hand through his dark, disheveled hair. He’s clean-shaven, like he likes to be. His throat rolls up and down as he meets my watery eyes, locking with them as his fangs flash. He tugs the back of my hair and pulls me into him. He trails his nose at the middle of my breasts. His cold tongue drags amongst my skin and kisses each breast as I moan. My entire body explodes with goosebumps, and I shiver when he rips my shirt open—making my bra no longer usable and my breasts fall out.
He groans, satisfied, and places his mouth on my pointed nipple. He sucks hard as his fangs beg to puncture me, but he holds himself back.
“I’m still very mad at you.” I declare over my thundering heartbeat and hot cheeks as his cold three fingers enter me. My front teeth dig into my bottom lip, rough as he glides in through perfectly as always. My wetness coats his rough skin as he pumps them in and out. Every time we touch, it’s like an electrocution of fire, bliss, and erratic wild lust that turns into a tornado of emotions. Loving Hayden and all the darkness that comes with his tortured soul is a thrill with storms and rainbows. Each day, each kiss, and each breath I take with him by my side is a gift.
“If this is you mad, I’m going to piss you off some more.” He pulls my neck into his mouth, and sinks his fangs inside my pulsating sensitive flesh just as he pulls my underwear aside. He unzips his jeans and enters me roughly. The head of his cock bulldozes its way inside me as he sucks my blood from where he marked my neck. The scar he forever tattooed on my body fromwhen he first bit me. Pure madness rages on as he controls the speed.
“Fuck, Millie. You have a body that can make demons worship angels,” he deeply grunts into my neck. The noises he makes turn me on so high.
