Page 82 of Stalked

The corners of his mouth twisted wider into an even more sinister grin. He released my throat, trailing his hand down until he reached my wrist, clenching it. “Come. I want you to meet the others.”

“Oh, I can’t wait,” I said sarcastically.

We walked toward the double doors. I deliberately slowed my pace a few times as Maurice tightened his grip into a possessive hold, leading me to the doors at the end of the hall. He slowly opened the room filled with around twenty to thirty vampires.

Oh.My.God.

What I witnessed wasn’t what I expected to see behind those doors.

Half and fully naked vampires spread out over beds and leather couches. Several sprawled out on the floor. Some of them engaged in positions that were beyond my imagination. It seemed like no space was off limits for them as they gave in to their two most primal needs—sex and blood. Humans served as the instruments of their dark desires, draping in their arms as the undead bit down into their tender flesh.

Fucking and feeding at the same time.

Loud moans laced with pleasure and pain intertwined with the sounds of heavy breathing and bodies slapping against each other. It echoed through this den of sin I found myself in. My cheeks burned as my gaze wandered around the room. Logically, I knew I should have looked away, but for some reason, it was hard to remove my eyes from the sight that had me in somewhat of a trance.

One vampire, a tall man with dirty blond hair and a bare body that one would believe belonged to a Greek god, thrusted violently into a woman from behind. One of his hands clutched on her hip, while the other tightened its grip around her hair, yanking her head back as their bodies collided against each other, again and again. Blood dripped from a deep wound on her neck, serving as evidence that he had just finished feeding on her and was now scratching another itch that resided within him. His movements grew more forceful as he announced his orgasm with a loud growl, his body buckling visibly for a moment. The woman seemed to be close to her release, too.

“Don’t stop!” she begged, and I watched him as he slammed his hips into her one last time before his large hands yanked her head backward, breaking her neck. A small gasp escaped my lips as her lifeless body plopped on the floor. My eyes darted around the room; no one seemed to care the slightest bit about the murder that just took place next to them.

I think I’ve descended into hell.

Another woman, possibly human, straddled a man’s lap, her hips moving in a circular motion controlled with the utmost, hypnotizing precision to the beat of the music. As she slid down on his cock, the man pleasured another woman that rode his face. As her eyes rolled back, her head tipped as she allowed her hips to grind against his lips. The blissful expression on her face undoubtedly showed that she was in another dimension.

I stared at her, watching her thighs tremble as he grabbed them with his firm grip, holding her in place. His head shifted to the side, and his fangs sunk into her soft flesh. That tipped her over the edge—she let out a loud, broken scream, her entire body convulsing with a never-ending pleasure.

Around them were women fucking women, men with men, and then some were joined together, taking each other all at once.

Cravingly.

Shamelessly.

Hungrily.

An unexpected arousal hit me at my core, awakening a single spot inside of me I didn’t want to react to. Not even the scent of blood bothered me at that moment.

I cursed myself for responding the way it did, clutching my legs together as I prayed for the sensation to disappear as quickly as it overcame me.

Once the first vampire noticed me, hissing bounced off the walls. Some stopped what they were doing, while others continued to fuck and watch me while they did it. It was as if they were beckoning me closer. Asking me to join them.

Long fingers wrapped around my arms from behind, and I felt Maurice’s presence behind me as he pulled me into his chest.

“Do you like what you see here, Akasha?” he asked, his cool breath tickling the back of my neck. He was standing so close to me that I could practically feel his lips against my skin.

I shook my head. “This is beyond repulsive, Maurice. I haven’t done a fucking thing to you or anyone else in your clan. There is no excuse to subject me to this. I don’t want to be a part of it!” I turned to look at him, trying to plead with my eyes. With nothing left to lose, securing my safety was the only thing I had left.

“Hmm,” he hummed, gingerly reaching out to run the back of his finger along my cheek. It was the weirdest feeling; his bitter touch barely brushed against my skin, sending an electrifying sensation through my entire body. “Such nasty words from a lady.” Raising the side of his mouth, he laughed to himself, and showed his fangs as if he were mocking my words. “How about this, Akasha. I promise not to torture you, but I can’t assure you I won’t inflict a little pain.” Maurice’s hand then trailed down my neck, between my breasts, with a long stroke. He didn’t stop until he touched the waistline of my pants, tucking a finger under the fabric. Gently, he dragged his sharp nail along my stomach, causing my belly to do an involuntary flip. “And pleasure.”

Turning myself in was foolish, but standing in a room full of sex-addicted, blood-thirsty vampires without my powers was terrifying.

I swallowed a little, at a loss for words, which wasn’t something that happened to me often. That only seemed to entertain Maurice more. His hand dipped a little lower, inching toward the place that burned with revolting desire now—taunting me as his eyes remained glued to mine. It was as if he was waiting for a reaction I sure as hell wouldn’t give him.

I was a child drowning in a sea of darkness. My measly knowledge was nothing compared to what I was witnessing. At that moment, hope was snuffed out, and the sight before me, of blood, torture, and captivity, became my reality. I was a toy for them, a walking blood bank, and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop them.

CHAPTER 24

“QUIET DOWN!” MAURICEshouted, raising his hand in the air to silence the room.

Everyone slowly came to a halt, which seemed to satisfy him: obey immediately, and you won’t die.

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