“From vampires,” she admitted. “That’s how my mother started crafting our kind. She injected us with the genetics and venom from vampires.” I arched an eyebrow in admiration of her mother’s ideal. We used our venom to immobilize and turn humans if we so desired. I’d never considered the possibility of one human mind trying to transform that into an entirely different species. I had to give credit where it was due. Where the humans lacked in strength, they inevitably made up for it in innovation.
Sasha’s eyes had gone entirely black. The talk of her mother’s experiments and the beginning of her creation might’ve traumatized most but for Sasha; it was an awakening to her darker self and the entirety of who she was now. She was excited by the possibilities and aroused by having the very thing she so greatly despised be hard for her and strapped to the wall just for her to fuck.
She straddled me, groaning as her wet lips parted over my cock and moistened around me. She grabbed my wrists and led them to trace over the side of her chiseled stomach as she bounced on my cock. She led my hands down her waist and rested them on her hips. She moaned into my mouth as she dragged her tongue against my fangs and licked at her lips totally aroused. The smell of her left me parting my mouth for more as she leaned away from me, teasing me.
“For the few of us who survived her experiments, we plan on running into the new world that parallels our own.” Her words came in hot and heavy pants as she continued to bounce on me.
“Do you?” I pulled back her hair reminding her that she would never break free of my grasp. “And how long have you been planning this daring escape?” I asked having enough of her joy ride on my cock. I lifted her, despite her forceful push back and pinned her against the wall. I thrusted into her, now having total control. As it should’ve been from the start.
“Ever since the moment I walked in to have an audience with you.” She said and whimpered into my mouth as I thrust into her hard. An opportunist, that’s what my clever little mouse was. She weighed the pros and cons of everything that had been transpiring over the past few weeks. I drove into her hard, harder than ever to remind her who was fucking whom. She would never have the luxury to escape these walls unless I permitted it. Just as we have been doing these past few weeks. It would only ever happen because I would allow it. I slammed into her again. She groaned as the wall behind her began to break apart, chipping, in time with my thrusts.
She was mine and wasn’t going anywhere. I would fuck her into oblivion every day so she could never use her legs to escape my clutches.
“You’re mine,” I growled in case she didn’t hear my message loud and clear through my actions.
I put my fingers in her mouth and she bit down–hard. She licked over the tips of my fingers with her tongue. Her hips rolled over me as she moaned. I parted her ass cheeks with my other hand and dared to provoke her asshole with a finger. She sunk into it, groaning as her second hole expanded over me.
“For however long this might last… maybe,” she whispered in pure ecstasy. She bit down on my fingers once again. I licked over the edges of her jagged scar, nipping at my meal.
“My Darling, I will make it last forever,” I said and bit into the jagged remains of the horrors that was once done to her as a child. Her entire body clenched around me in pain, until she released and relaxed into me. I thrusted into her again and began to feed on her. I would never let her go.
Tick Tock the Bird Is Dead
It was an ominous feeling having Sasha sprawled out over me naked. I had fucked her into exhaustion yet again. Blood smeared from floor to ceiling as we lay in her single bed. I stared up at the ceiling, foreign to such contact. We just finished fucking and yet I still wanted her skin against mine. I wondered if I could stitch our skins together so that she could never escape. I held onto her tightly, then released slightly before my nails would draw blood. She was such a tiny fragile human. I could kill her in an instant but wanted to see her thrive in her darkness instead. I wanted her to prosper but only under my watch. Her heartbeat drummed over my non-existing one. It unsettled me by how much her rhythmic beat put my body in a state of rest. She was a threat to me and an overbearing new weakness that I couldn’t yet muster the glee to kill.
Her eyes didn’t flutter open, but I could sense that she was awake. Her dead weight lightened, and her breathing changed. She rested for a moment more before speaking. “You know that Oppollo wasn’t going to move his hand or retaliate until you did what you did.”
“What we did,” I corrected. “I know.” I smiled. It would be my brother’s problem now. I was excited to see the outcome.
“Oppollo is focused on reaching the other world. Our world and existence are only a pen to keep the vampires in. Why do you think he hadn’t acted sooner?”
I looked at her from the corner of my eye. Her nail scratched down between my pecks, she drew blood each time and it quickly healed. She dragged her nail down again in a soothing manner.
“It seems my crazy scientist knows a lot more about what’s beyond the walls than guarding them. Where did you find all this out?” I was impressed by her ability to decipher such information despite being so limited in freedom. They weren’t even allowed outside the walls and yet, somehow, she had crafted over the years a way to source such information. It made sense; my brother might’ve even mentioned it to me. Not that I listened, nor did I care.
She sprung up resting her head on her propped elbow. “Do you really want to know?” she said giddily. She brightened like a child, excited that she could share her masterful creation. I pushed back part of the golden waves of her hair that cascaded in front of her eyes.
“I want to know everything that is crafted from that beautiful mind, Sasha,” I said. I wanted to know every wicked detail and process of how she worked.
“So I-” Alarms swelled throughout the city. Sasha stopped talking and looked outside the window. I didn’t look away from her. We wouldn’t be able to see anything from the bay of her window. No, the commotion would be beyond the wall. I smiled wickedly, because I knew outside the walls would be a galloping heap of vampires coming to attack the very Kingdom my brother so proudly reigned over. And it was all under attack because of my actions. Glorious fun.
“I guess Oppollo is on his way,” I charmed a smile at her. Bloodbath. Fucking a mad scientist. War. My perfect, ideal week.
A mixture of emotion rolled over her usually stern face. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. “Translate whatever you are calculating in your head to me, Sasha Darling.” I wanted to understand her every thought and action. She furrowed her eyebrows and pushed away from me. Her thoughts were somewhere else entirely.
“I need to gather my research papers,” she said and jumped out of bed. I grabbed her wrist before she could leave. I wasn’t letting her go until she gave me an explanation. She hissed and noticed me for the first time since the alarms began to sound. “Oppollo is ruthless. He will burn this city to the ground if your brother can’t defend this city. I knew that when I came with you to antagonize him. I have to gather my papers. I’ll flee this city with my team and findings. No matter what, my research must survive for the new world that we’ll soon enter.”
I raised my eyebrows. My crazy scientist spoke significantly of the new world that paralleled ours. It made me curious if she knew more than what she led on or if she was simply an idealist. Foremost, I asked. “You plan on fleeing the battle?” I was infuriated that she didn’t plan on taking part of the fun with me. This could be our glorious bloodshed together.
“I plan on continuing my research and escaping into the human world. The real one. My mother did it and so can I.” The alarms continued to run through the city, heightening in noise. I could sense my brother’s guards gather outside Sasha’s apartment. When they stepped closer, they were startled by her security system that would keep them back. I knew that my brother had sent them to take me. He would always have me on the frontline of his battles. As I always desired.
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�Oppollo’s men won’t break through the wall,” I said confidently. Not if I was standing in their way.
“I don’t think Oppollo’s only target is this kingdom.” So, I would stop him and whatever other goal he had in mind. “You’re not unkillable,” she said pulling out of my grasp so she could put her leather attire on.
“Careful Darling, that almost sounds like concern,” I said as I found my loose trousers on the floor. Fancy that, I was preparing for an epic battle in my PJs. She zipped up her sleeveless shirt and looked over her shoulder. She tied her hair into a tight ponytail. Before we went our separate ways, I threatened her, “If you attempt to run away from me, I’ll find you.”
“To do what, Kyran?” She asked huffing and raking her leather pants on her creamy white legs. “To kill me or join me in a world that you probably won’t be able to survive?”
“Which ever one comes sooner. But the latter sounds far more exciting.” She stared at me in contemplation. Someone shouted out my name from outside. It distracted neither of us.
“Is that what you plan on doing? A vampire prince following a human into a world with real sunlight and the uncertainty of survival. Are you suicidal?” She asked now grabbing for her weapons. I came to her side with lightning speed and grabbed her wrist. I jarred her chin to look up at me with unrelenting force.
“I do whatever I want. But remember, you’re mine. There is no way I’ll let you escape with a gang of your little hunter pals where you can gang bang without me. I’ll find you,” I threatened. “And understand that if you try to ever escape me, I’ll destroy everything around you and all that you’ve lived and worked for.”
“Somehow,” she hissed. “Your threats have little meaning when your cock is still rock hard against me.” I looked down at my bulge that was indeed poking into her. I took her lips into mine and pressed my tongue against hers in dominance. She fought back as always.
“Threat. Promise. Call it whatever you like. But you won’t escape me little mouse. Now do your job on the wall well,” I mused and bit at her lip to draw blood. I walked away towards the broken window.
“Don’t have your unbeating heart ripped out,” she hissed from behind me. I charmed a smile at my devilish woman and jumped through the window to reach those who dared ruin my sex rendezvous.
One of the vampires began to offer me a report. I ushered him away. “Yeah, yeah. Oppollo’s on his way. Blah blah blah,” I said. They split away for me, making room so I could walk down the center of their formation. “Has the King yet appeared?” My brother would either hide in his castle, preaching bullshit that he believed in my ability to take the frontline; or he would lead by example like the warrior that he, only sometimes chose to be, to showcase his boring leadership.
“He’s positioned at the entrance of the wall, Prince Kyran,” the vampire reported. Ew. The formality irked me every time. He shuffled uncomfortably away when his gaze dropped to my massive hard on. I had no shame.
I made my way to the front wall where the gates were already opened and ready for our troops to disperse. The human wall guards prepared formation with barrels of flames, arrows, and machinery they’d never had to use before. Amell’s vampire army rustled silently, waiting for the signal to leave the front gates. The natural moonlight shone through the large wooden doors. Such a rarity to see them open and welcoming in the natural cold breeze of the outside.
I scaled the wall and jumped onto the highest peak where my brother stood watching with his keen sight within a small guarded tower. I had to admit it was all theatrically beautiful. My attack had been unannounced, fast, and relentless. Now this was slow, flamboyant, and on a larger scale. They were practically announcing themselves.
“Are you happy now?” Amell said with his head held high. He looked past his nose down at the piles of vampires that came our way in the distance.
“Very,” I said satisfied. He gritted his teeth. He still wouldn’t dare look at me. I could feel his hatred for me waving off him. Boohoo I started a war for my brother.
“Perhaps once this is over and done with brother, we should consider going our separate ways for a while,” he said and then finally looked at me. I could see the hatred in his eyes. The look was no different to the usual every time we had decided to part ways for a few years. Which meant I was to make myself disappear.
“Should I leave before the fight begins?” I asked pointing to the back gate.
“You wouldn’t want to leave even if I ordered it,” he scoffed. Order this, order that, his words were as boring as ever. All hail boring King Amell. I agreed, I had been within the wall for far too long. Finally, what I had been waiting for had come. I stayed here for the battle and now it was on our doorstep.
“Where is Galador?” I asked. Suspicious that his usual ass kisser wasn’t about. I kept a keen sense on Sasha’s whereabouts at all times. She was positioned at the wall already. I looked down the stream of blank faces as they watched on as the army approached us. It was rather dramatic considering only two of us took out so many of them and they responded with an entire army. Weapons were strapped to her body and a small bag dangled on her hip. I imagined that was what contained all her life’s work. So, my little mouse was serious on scurrying away.
Down the many rows of humans, Sasha was yelling at the other human guards, instructing them into position. I charmed a wicked smile as she delegated orders and planned on fleeing herself. I puffed my chest higher. Yep, that was the woman I was fucking.
“I positioned him on the other side of the wall to guard the rear in case they circle around,” Amell said. An interesting place to put a vampire who acted as an advisor instead of a warrior. I side glanced my brother, suspicious.
“Perhaps you would like to lead your men?” I offered him, gesturing for him to take the first step onto the battlefield. Recklessness wasn’t his forte, it had always been self-preservation and winning calculations.
“Or perhaps you should do what you do best, Brother, it’s never stopped you before,” he countered with a harsh grimace. I charmed a smile. Hickory, Dickory, Dock. I jumped over the ledge of the tower not waiting for further invitation. As soon as my feet hit the ground my brother raised his arm in signal. The barrage of vampire warriors followed my lead and flooded through the front gates.
Now this would be fun. I kept an acute awareness on Sasha’s position as I left Grand Klaus’s walls. I would not let her run away nor would I let anyone dare strike my toy down. The ground was damp and sloshed as we trampled over plants that still attempted to survive in the cold terrain. Animals darted into different directions and away from the land that would soon be a gravesite. We ran towards the masses of soldiers and collided with a crackle of breaking bones. Fangs, weapons, and nails collided. There was a barrage and wall of vampires that smashed into one another. I sliced through the masses with purposeful strikes. Every single strike was deadly.
I avoided their silver bullets and cruel intentions. Some of those who followed me from behind weren’t as fortunate. I looked amongst the masses in search of Oppollo. His men continued to obstruct my path and remain as a distraction. I ripped the ribcage of one from his body and busted it over the head of another, glorifying in the act. I howled in the moonlight of the blood that was splattering over my bare chest. Not blood of mine but that of my enemies.
An arrow shot for me. I side stepped it, catching it as it flew past. I twisted and spun, throwing it back into the archer’s chest and marking home. He immediately sagged into a rotting corpse. His remains were torn apart by those who trampled over him and continued to fight.
I continued shredding through them, aware of Sasha’s fast movement and change of positioning. She was heading for the rear of the wall. I’d never been so in tune or aware of another’s presence, especially over a such a long distance. My instinct irked me back towards the city. Something was off. This wasn’t just a blood sport and battle. I couldn’t see Oppollo anywhere and Sasha was changing course drastically like she
always did in a hunt.
I growled in frustration having to pull away from my amusement. There was confusion amongst some of the soldiers as I changed course. They continued their own battle and slashing through the masses. I left them behind without a second thought. I ran around the edges of the wall tracing Sasha’s steps.
Arrows and flames propelled from the wall and through the skies above me, lighting the natural night. I rounded the back of the wall and continued past that. I could sense that Sasha had fled the walls. On the rear station, a gaping hole and numerous panels had been opened in the back of the wall. The Dome had come down but none of Oppollo’s men were near to take advantage. There was no evident damage on the exterior which meant the panels would’ve been taken down from the inside. Human guards tried to close the panels one by one to recover its defenses. Only an exceptional fast team would be able to open all those panels at once; which meant it was either vampires from the inside or Sasha’s little Hunter family.
I could sense that Sasha was still on the hunt, further past the forestry and mountains behind Grand Klaus. I traced her scent and footsteps. She was amongst others. It was a mixture of humans, vampires, and the similar scent of Sasha’s metallic one–other hunters. Her movements halted. The rest surrounding her and then the smell of blood began to flood the air. I rounded a clump of hibernating trees in the cold weather and looked back and forth in disarray. I could smell that she was close, but I couldn’t see them. I circled the rock formation in front of me but still couldn’t see them. There was no entrance to the cave that I was certain she was within.
Clashing noises came from within the cave and the smell of blood continued to stain the air. Then it hit me–Sasha’s blood. I readied my shoulder and ran at the stone. I barged through it but instead of it splintering apart or self-splattering against it; I went straight through with no resistance. I ran into a vampire that splattered against the wall. That wasn’t purposeful but fabulous either way.
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