Page 64 of Claimed By Fangs and Darkness
“Scenting the fear in your blood every time you see my cock willneverget old,” Kylo said. He rocked his hips and gripped me tighter. “Good girl,” he cooed.
My kisses became sloppier, more desperate, hoping I could break him and end this merciless teasing.
“Such a greedy, mindless little slut for my cum, aren’t you?”
The degrading words created a self-fulfilling prophecy, as I only became more floaty, unrestrained, and needy for him.
He continued rocking, grinding against my face as I swirled my tongue and sucked at the fabric along his shaft.
“You’remypet, little witch. My very good pet.”
He released my head and undid the top button of his pants. I salivated, holding my breath in anticipation.
When his cock sprung free, I opened my mouth before Kylo could command it. He gripped himself, slowly stroking. I looked up at him, knowing how much he loved my eyes on his. I tilted forward, but Kylo pulled back.
“Ah-ah, not yet,” he said. He stepped out of his pants.
The authority in his voice made me feel like one of his students in the sexiest, dirtiest way.
“I want you collared, baby,” he said. “Do you know what it means to be collared?”
I shook my head. I sort of knew, as I’d readplentyof kinky romance novels. But I wanted Kylo to explain it to me, to teach me and guide me like I truly was a vampire’s pet.
“Pretty girl,” he praised, stroking my head. “It means you’re mine. When you feel this collar around your throat, you’ll be reminded that every breath, you breathe for me. I’m going to give you everything your needy pussy is begging for, because I take care of my perfect little mortal doll. You’re going to swallow every dose of pain and venom and cum with gratitude. And you will thank me for every inch of my cock in your tight little holes.”
I had to remember to breathe as I stared up at his strong, authoritative gaze.
After a quick reassurance that I knew I still had limits and a voice, Kylo settled back into his role.
“Beg.”
I shook my head. “Take it,” I said instead.
I wanted more intensity—more than we’d ever played with before. Instead of ceding my submission, I wanted him to take it from me instead. I wanted to know so deeply that Kylo dominated me that I could feel him inside every dark crevice of my mind.
Kylo’s eyes darkened. “Bad. Girl.”
He grabbed me and pushed me onto my back. The carpet was soft beneath me. A shadow slipped under my dress, and I shivered.
It sliced clean through, and Kylo finished the job as I flailed and fought him. He discarded the strips of lavender fabric as his gaze hungrily roamed my exposed body. He gripped a breast, fingers pinching my nipple as I cried out.
The flailing ended when Kylo pinned my arms beneath his knees. He stroked his thick cock above me and dangled the collar in his other hand.
My own shadow slithered free, slicing Kylo’s shirt in retaliation as I fought for air.
He glanced down at his partially exposed chest and chuckled. “Okay, angel. As you wish.”
His cock and the pretty pink collar both rested on my chest now as he pulled off the rest of his shirt, revealing a sculpted body that must’ve been chiseled by the gods. His sigils were nearly luminous in the candlelight, onyx with the occasional shades of midnight blue and purple.
“Too stunned by my body to remember you were pretending to be a brat again, baby?”
An indignant, defiant noise left my lips.
“See? How can I not treat you like the precious little creature you are when you make such adorable, growly noises?”
He shifted forward, finally placing the collar on my neck.
When I lifted my head—my first instinct to be helpful—Kylo laughed, and I scowled. Fuck. I really had forgotten my objective. My impulses would always lean toward obedience.
