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I break the kiss, and that’s when I realize I’m straddling him in the bathtub with his hands on my hips and ass.

His dark hair is wet, and he watches me closely.

He stands quickly, and I stay there on my knees, watching him with his hardened cock as he strokes it. Water drips down his body and into the tub, while some gets on my face, and I blink it away.

“How many times do we have to have this conversation?” He asks as he reaches behind me and opens the drain. The waterstarts to dissipate and lower. I’m about to exit, but Hayden turns on the showerhead.

“Is it so wrong to become obsessed with someone that drives you to irredeemable madness? Is it so bad to have fallen in love with you because you didn’t even think twice about sacrificing yourself for me when Davenport almost got the upper hand against me? You slit your veins open, leaving you vulnerable. You knew the consequences of those actions. You provoked the Mad King to keep me here. You did that to save me. And now…I want to save you.”

How does he know so much about me? How does he know about my upbringing, my childhood, my mother, and my father? These small details? How does he know things I’ve never told anyone? Before I can put the missing puzzle piece together, Hayden hovers over me and pulls me up by my hands so that I’m standing.

“That’s why I want you. I’ve never wanted to commit myself to anyone more than just a good fuck and blood supply. Never. Because it’s not in my nature. I thought I wasn’t capable of what I feel for you.You are the one who broke me!” He growls sensually and pushes me against the wall, making me face it. I palm the tiled black wall and bite my lip until it hurts. I turn around fast to watch him. My long black hair whips around, slaps the other side of my cheek, and sticks from how wet it still is. I wait for him to continue, heaving and rubbing my thighs together for relief.

God, I want to make him happy.

“Humans are made for fucking, and eating…not for love. That’s what we’re taught, you know? It’s engraved into our dead brains when we turn. But you’re teaching me that the laws we live by are a broken system. It’s all a lie because you exist, and you were made for me!” He starts to finger my clit, kicking my feet apart, and nudges the crown of his cock in between my asscheeks. His chest and abs are on my back as he rubs his cock against my rim like he wants to fuck it, but he holds back from entering.

I tilt my head back as he fingers my clit, and nirvana clouds my senses. I’m submitting to him just the way he wants me to.Just the way I have to…if I want to survive him.

The shower head continues to hit our hips as he kisses me. His fingers go lower, and he pumps three fingers inside me. I almost buckle over, and I moan his name over and over again.

“Hayden…Hayden…God, I want you inside me. Make me feel loved. Make me feel like I belong. Please.”

“Oh, I will. You won’t ever have to beg to be loved ever again.” He removes his fingers from my pussy and instead puts one in my ass. He starts to stroke his finger in and out. My eyes widen as he stretches me, and he doesn’t need to say where he wants to put his cock next.

“Good,” I murmur. I close my eyes as the dark thoughts swirl, rooted in the curiosity of what it feels like to have his dick inside my ass. “Don’t get me wrong, Hayden. I’m still very angry with you. I despise that you always take what you want from me. You make me crave you and fall in love with your demons. I will always want to fight this feeling with you because our beginning is…”

“Is what?” He snaps, pissed off, as he pushes his cock inside my rim. He shuts me up by filling me up with his thick shaft, and I gasp. I press my hand against the wall harder as my calves tighten.

I didn’t realize how sensitive this would be! It hurts, but it feels…good.

I like the pain. He knows it.

“Traditional? Cliche? Like a romance-comedy movie?” Hayden taunts me for the answer, knowing damn well he’s taking my ability to remember my own name away. He pusheshis girth inside me more, and he pulls on my waist, forcing my ass to go up higher and making me stand on my toes.

“Our beginning was horrifying, and our journey still is terrifying,” I spit out with lust and hatred wrapped into one. My voice breaks when he starts to quicken his pace. His balls slap against me as he moves.

He snickers as he starts to pump inside my ass. His skin slaps against mine with the shower water, and I whimper as I take it. My orgasm is already knocking on my door, waiting to obliterate me. I can’t remember the pain of my past or my present while he’s inside me.

“Good. Horror movies have always been my favorite.” His darkened tone gives me goosebumps. “Touch yourself. Make yourself come all over your fingers while my cock is so deep inside your ass that you’ll feel it in your soul for the rest of your life!”

So I do. I obey as always and reach for my dripping pussy and start to fuck myself with my fingers while he takes me from behind. He pulls on my hair like a leash and yanks my neck back as he continues to follow through on his promise…like he always does.

“Your eyes are rolling back, huh?” he grips the hollows of my cheeks, forcing my mouth to open. He smirks as he claims and stretches me. He hovers over my shoulder, spits in my mouth and shuts it tight. “Swallow it all like you will with my cum.”

So I gladly do.

“I want it harder, Hayden,” I admit through a moan.

“Harder?Jesus. I fucking love you,” he growls. “I want your ass dripping with my cum.”

I nod and bite my lip as he ruthlessly fucks me.

“Let me turn you. Join me. Please?! And we can live forever…together. We can fuck like this and never tire. We can travel and explore every single country together. Let me buy youthe prettiest dresses and fill your jewelry box with the rarest diamonds in the world.” He proposes another deal with him. He wants me to be immortal like him. He wants me to be his prisoner forever. “You’ll always be protected and safe, baby. You wanted to fix me? Well, fix me! Drown me with your love. I’m begging for it. I’ll always be good to you and make you feel loved like you deserve. You’ll never be alone.I know you hate being alone.”

Again, how does he know that’s one of my biggest fears? I furrow my brows as I try to figure it out, but then he bites my shoulder, and the pain knocks my thoughts away. He doesn’t suck. He lets blood fall down and watches it like he’s hungry but doesn’t want to give in to the cravings. He’s already taken enough blood for the night. He can sense it.

“Let,”