***Author’s Note: Chapter has a song. River by Bishop Briggs. I will prompt you to play the song. Sorry for the delay in updates, I’ve been so sick. My whole family has. I’m finally feeling better, only sinus issues. Book one is wrapping up. Book 2 will begin soon***
~ODETTE’S POV~
"What are you hiding?" I crossed my arms and asked Ambrose skeptically. He reeked of blood and fear and sweat.
"There were so rogue scouts I had to handle."
"Handle... How?" I could sll the cover up on his voice.
"How they deserve." Ambrose was avoiding sothing.
Why?
"Ambrose..." I frowned and pushed harder.
"If I’m to be your Luna, you can’t have secrets from ."
"I had an itch. They scratched it." He was still not being honest.
"Ambrose..."
"Fine. I had a two hour torture session because I felt like it."
"You tortured people?" I felt a little sickened. But I an... I burn the souls of people for eternity... Who am I to judge?
I sighed. "You’re not the only one..."
I recalled my father telling about how one of my uncle’s soul’s will burn for eternity.
"You’ve never tortured anyone Odette, don’t try and relate." He sounded colder than I liked.
"How do you know?" I snapped at him.
"Because, that’s not who you are." He answered confidently. "You’re kind deep down. Not cruel. I am cruel. Deep down, there’s a monster in that craves the pain of others. And it wasn’t until I t you, that, that monster was caged."
"I burn people for eternity with my powers, Ambrose. My torture is far more... Permanent..." I said flatly. I was mad he tried to devalue my own experience, so I wiped the floor with his feelings. "I think there more to than you know, so don’t patronize ."
He looked at puzzled and then surprised by telling "I’m sorry."
"It’s okay. Just... Don’t hide things from . Especially the parts you think are the ugliest."
"I won’t. I promise. I just didn’t want you to know that monster was still here."
"I love all parts of you, Ambrose. Even the monstrous parts." And then I gave him a teasing smirk.
"Have you t my family? They’re millennia old vampires that feed off the blood of the willing and unwilling. My grandmother is a literal dragon, Ambrose, I’m the daughter of monsters. The things that haunt stories."
"You’re right. And you know what I want to do to a little monster like you right now?"
"Show ." I challenged him.
In a second he was across the room and on top of . Pinning to thewall by my wrists. I purred feeling his grip tighten. He pushed his knee between my thighs and pressed himself between them. I could feel his hardness against . I was dripping. I wanted him. To feel him inside .
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"Slow down there, don’t get ahead of yourself." He teased .
"Bite ." I hissed at him before sinking my fangs into him softly.
He growled low, sothing primal within him cracked.
"I will feast on you." He growled throwing on the bed.
I bounce from the force I hit the bed with, and he was on top of before I hit the bed a second ti.
He pulled up my dress.
"You’re so fucking sexy. It kills ." I could feel his eyes raking over my every curve. My nerves felt alive under his gaze, raw and charged. My every sense was heightened.
"I’m going to fuck you so hard the whole palace will hear you scream my fucking na." He growled low. His control was shaking.
Just the way I liked it.
"Do it." I dared him.
He grinned, a small fang of his own appeared in the corner of his smirk.
He took hold of my panties and ripped them off . The sound of them tearing echoed in the bedroom.
My body was shaking; excitent and adrenaline were coursing through my veins.
He pressed his lips to mine, claiming , his hand going straight for my soaking wet core.
Finding my opening he slid his finger inside , I humd, moaning in pleasure. The delight I felt with each sensation of his touch.
It set on fire. I wanted more. I rode his finger. He moved his finger around and pressed his thumb on my bundle of nerves. I bit my lip to hold back the sry that threatened my lips.
"Open your mouth and let hear you beg." He pulled his finger from inside quickly, leaving my body aching for more.
"Bastard." I growled at him.
"Say. My. Na." He smirked at .
That stupid fucking smirk.
"Fuck , Ambrose."
"As you command, Princess." He growled, like sothing primal was unlocked from inside him and he ripped his pants off tossing them to the floor and crawled between my legs, forcing my thighs open, he lifted up from under my knees and pulled to him. He positioned himself at my opening and slamd into .
I yelped at his forced entry. His thick, hard mber ripping open my walls, they tore to make space for all of him.
His body pulsed and his cock throbbed from inside . He grunted with each thrust inside .
"Fuck, Odette, you’re so tight, I can barely fit."
"Make it fit." I growled back at him between his thrusts.
He pounded into my flesh like he was a hamr and I was a nail.
Our skin collided and echoed off the walls in the room.
He pulled out and flipped on to my stomach and hiked my ass up.
Repositioning at my opening, he shoved himself in again. Slamming into my from behind.
He grabbed my long hair, that was falling in my face as my head bobbed from his thrusting, and wrapped it around his hand. Jerking upward, I lifted up as he pulled back. His cock hard and deep inside . My back pressed against his chest. My hair in a tight grip, he held in place sitting on his lap as he thrusted into .
I bounced up and down on his dick.
His phallus teasing my Gspot, pressing and rubbing against it. Bringing closer and closer to my climax.
He reached around and groped my chest. Squeezing my breast, I cried out in pain, at first. But the pain only intensified the pleasure he was making feel.
The experience pushed over the edge. My orgasm ca crashing into hard and violent. My body was wracked with waves of convulsion as I shook.
"Co all over my cock, baby. You feel so fucking good." He growled pumping into hardeer as I finished.
He released my breast and shoved my face into the bed, pinning . He beat into my cervix. I could feel his tip slamming into my uterus. I was breaking under his thrusts.
"Fuck." He growled before pulling out, leaving an opening that was cold and sad as I felt him coat my back with a warm sticky fluid.
"You ruin ."
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