That image had stayed with her, lingering in her memory, evoking warmth within her whenever she recalled it. Now, as her gaze took in his form, she let it roam freely.
Then it drifted downward.
Aekeira’s breath hitched. And not in a good way. His manhood stood erect, intimidating and large, ready to cause harm. Fear and horror filled her mind. She did not want that near her. So why was her body responding with warmth?
But for the first time in her life, Aekeira felt her body grow moist at the sight of a man’s naked form. What in the name of the gods was wrong with her? Why did her womanhood ache and throb?
“You slut,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. Aekeira flinched, her eyes darting away. He had caught her staring.
With purposeful, predatory strides, he closed the distance between them. Aekeira’s breath caught in her throat.
He circled around her, coming to a stop behind her. She almost squirmed at the heat emanating from his body. His breath brushed against her neck. “I smell your musk.
Your arousal.”
Aekeira squeezed her eyes shut, consumed by shame and humiliation.
“‘You whore. Just a few hours ago, you couldn’t wait to have Zaiper’s eyes on you. You were so eager for him, practically begging to undress for him,” he snarled dangerously, his breath hot against her ear. “And now, you stare at me like you’re starving. Your eyes devour my cock as if you can’t wait to have it inside you.”
“That’s not true. I would never!” she cried, the denial bursting from her. She shut her eyes tightly, holding herself rigid against him.
“But what to do? Yes, you will have this cock tonight. However, there will be no pleasure for you. You are merely a hole for me to use. Here solely for my own pleasure.” His body heat disappeared as he moved to stand in front of her. “Strip.”
Aekeira opened her mouth, but the look he gave her could freeze molten lava. She snapped her mouth shut, her hands reaching for her garments. She undressed until she stood before him, completely bare.
His dark, piercing eyes that had been intensely studying her finally lowered. Meticulously and thoroughly, his gaze swept over every inch of her body.
The strange sensation began again. Her entire body felt hot. Too hot.
Considering everything she had been through in her life, her clothes had always felt like a protective layer. But now, Aekeira suddenly felt relieved to be rid of them. It puzzled her.
She kept her eyes averted, staring into space, determined not to let her gaze wander to his naked form again. She would pretend it wasn’t there at all.
But when her eyes met his once more, Aekeira froze. The gray in his eyes had receded, and the yellow had become more prominent.
The snarl on his lips, accentuating the scar on his cheek, made him appear even more intimidating. His fingers clenched into fists, a dark frown etched on his face as he surveyed her body.
It seemed as though he was battling an internal conflict. Like he wanted to devour her. Like he wanted to hurt her. Distance between them would be better. Aekeira took a step back.
Yet, he advanced a step.
“The body of a sex goddess. Alluring. Disgustingly tempting,” he spat out. “That’s how you ensnared all those lords at court. They all wanted to penetrate you.” Aekeira didn’t understand him. Her body? Sex goddess? That look that always terrified her returned to his eyes. She raised her hand, palm out, as she took another step back. “Lord Vladya-“
In two swift strides, he was in front of her, his hand grabbing her hair and forcefully pulling her head back. “I don’t care if you have lords wrapped around your little fingers. I don’t care if you enchanted Zaiper. But how dare you bring that spell near me?”
“I’m not a witch, I am human! I didn’t do anything!” He was the one bewitching her.
Why would she become wet for a despicable man like him? Why would the sight of his naked body make her feel all mushy and warm inside?
Speaking of his body.
Her eyes lowered, and without her permission, they began to wander again. His chest hair was attractive, and those arms… Aekeira bit back a moan.
“Your scent has become stronger,” he growled. His strong hand wrapped around her neck.
One moment, she was standing in the center of his domain, and the next, she was pinned against the wall. He surrounded her, his intense gaze fixated on her. “I speak about Zaiper, and your arousal grows? You are here… in my dominion, and you dare to think of him?” Wait. What? “No, I didn’t think of him in that way, I swear!”
He ignored her, pressing his nose against her neck, taking a long inhale. “Your blood smells delicious. Tempting. Like Ambrosia. I could easily drain you dry. I’ve heard that humans look good when drained of every drop of their blood. All pale, beautiful, and lifeless.” All the color drained from Aekeira’s face. Horror filled her expression as she met those hard eyes. Arousal dissipated, and her body shook with fear.
“Zaiper told me that, you know.” A cynical smile crossed his stony face. “He loves to bloodfeed from humans. You will probably get the same privilege the day you grace his bed.”
His smirk disappeared abruptly, and he pulled back. “Now you dare to think of him here, in my domain?”
Aekeira swallowed hard, her throat dry as if she had swallowed shards of glass. Why would he even ask when the answer was as meaningless to him as a whisper in the wind? He didn’t care for her answers at all.
“I don’t want Lord Zaiper,” she whispered, her voice defeated.
“Liar. You called out for him. You stripped for him.”
Vladya’s hand parted her legs and caressed her wet area. His eyes darkened, and he looked positively furious. “Now, you’re aroused for him? In. My. Chamber?”
Aekeira’s mouth opened. But this time, she slammed it shut before a word could escape. She would rather die than admit she was actually aroused for him. For this cruel devil before her.
“Humans are disgusting. And with every less human in the world, Urekai is happier.” He did not shout. In fact, there was no indication of the storm brewing inside him in his voice.
It was all calm and quiet. Deceptively so.
“All I think about when I see a human is how to make them suffer. How to kill and maim them. I never acted on it… they are not worth the time and effort. But you…” The gray part of his eyes had almost disappeared, until Aekeira believed she was staring into the eye of his beast. “How dare you invade my thoughts? You have no right to be there.”
So many absurd accusations. Aekeira had no idea what she had done that was so wrong.
Heavens, he is as insane as the grand king.
There should have been two beasts locked up in the forbidden chambers because Grand Lord Vladya was just as mad. Fear kept her paralyzed against the wall.
“Yes, that’s right. The smell of your fear is intoxicating. Much better than your desire.” He shoved a finger into her.
Aekeira cried out. “Please.” Her body still hurt from what they had done to her earlier.
The hand on her neck tightened, restricting her airflow.
Lord Vladya’s finger thrust relentlessly inside her, and Aekeira whimpered, tears streaming down her face. In the next second, he released her, picked her up, and threw her to the other side of the chamber.
Yelping, she braced herself for impact on the floor, but she landed on the large bed, bouncing once.
The next second, he was in front of her, climbing onto the bed. His hand flipped her onto her stomach, then pinned her down, her cheek pressed against the bed. His legs forced hers apart, and his hard body loomed over hers. Aekeira felt a sharp prod, and before she could brace herself, he forcefully entered her.
“No…!” A scream tore through her throat as excruciating pain ripped through her lower body.
He shoved himself in, despite her body being unprepared to accommodate him. Aekeira screamed and writhed, begging him to stop, but Lord Vladya only pressed down on her. Ruthlessly. Relentlessly.
Until her body finally yielded, taking every inch of him.
Aekeira nearly lost consciousness, her vision flickering in and out from the agonizing sensation. It felt as if her internal organs shifted to make way for him. She hurt everywhere. Like he had started a wildfire inside her and kept adding tinder.
Her high-pitched screams filled the air, her body trembling beneath his forceful assault.
He delivered shallow thrusts, each one aimed at penetrating her deeply, stoking the flames higher and higher.
“Please stop! Please!” Her body twisted beneath him, but he effortlessly restrained her, setting a fast pace, his hardness powering into her in a savage motion.
GRAND LORD VLADYA
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