Tainted Throne (Crown of Blood and Frost Book 2)

by CY Jones

  Tainted Throne

  Crown Of Blood And Frost Series Book Two

  CY Jones

  Copyright © 2019 CY Jones

  Published by CY Jones

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  Published in the United States of America

  Cover By: Averi Hope Designs

  Edited By: Dani Black

  Formatted By: Kassie Morse

  Dedication

  Wild hearts can’t be broken

  Contents

  1. Winter

  2. Winter

  3. Winter

  4. Tristan

  5. Asterial

  6. Prince Avery

  7. Winter

  8. Guardian #4

  9. Winter

  10. Asterial

  11. Winter

  12. Winter

  13. Winter

  14. Winter

  15. Kaiden

  16. Tristan

  17. Tristan

  18. Winter

  19. Winter

  20. Winter

  21. Winter

  22. Winter

  23. Winter

  24. Winter

  25. Winter

  26. Winter

  27. Kaiden

  28. Winter

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  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

  Two souls enter this world.

  Both born from the blood of Zeus planted in Winter by the phoenix mage

  To undo what was done, and free the Gods from their cage.

  The son grew bitter

  The daughter grew cold

  As a gift she was given six guardians to help her complete her role.

  One from fire, one from death, one from shadows, one from fall, a surprise in the wind, and the last a wish from the Creator’s dying breath.

  One guardian loses his way, and betrays what he loves, leading her to a future paved in blood.

  The evil son is meant to save her, and with The Liberator’s help she is meant to save both worlds.

  Only the fates know the path, or the horrors she will face.

  Truth will force the son’s hand compelling him to change.

  Only love will keep her going a glimmer in a dark place.

  Unite all the species and become an Empress born, thought to be a Queen.

  Long live the Empress, and the traitor son turned King.

  Sadly one cannot live without the other.

  The only way to survive is to work together.

  Chapter One

  Winter

  Skully leads me to a room below deck. Unlike his quarters, this room is smaller and blessedly clutter free. The room is quite quaint, with only a full size bed covered with a beautiful hand sewn quilt, a sturdy wooden chair nailed down to the floor, a desk which is also nailed down, and a small half closet in the corner of the room.

  “You have your own shower through that door,” Skully says, pointing to the far side of the room.

  “Thank you,” I reply, sitting on the bed, fingering the designs on the quilt. Nala jumps on the bed beside me, and Orian stays by the door moving his massive head around like he’s mapping out the space.

  “If you need anything you know where to find me,” he says, closing the door and leaving me to my thoughts.

  Bored, I look around the room as my mind runs through the journey I was on. I did it. I left home, and in a couple of days I will be confronting the woman who killed my mother. I feel like a new person, tougher somehow. I was quickly falling down the rabbit hole, and instead of being afraid, I was getting myself prepared. I was no longer a scared little girl anymore. If anything, I was angry. How could someone I didn’t even know take so much from me? She killed my mother, forced my hand in making me leave the safety of my home, and has been the driving force behind the wedge between me and Kaiden.

  My heart hurt when I thought of him. How did everything go to shit so quickly? Before I could drown in my thoughts, someone knocks on my door. Answering it, I’m surprised to see Kaiden standing there in nothing but a pair of sweatpants.

  “Can I come in?” He asks hesitantly.

  Opening the door wider I step aside, and he walks in, unsure of himself. Upon his arrival, Nala and Orian leave, growling at him in warning before they take post outside my door.

  Chuckling, Kaiden says, “I think I’m on your familiars shit list."

  Smiling slightly, I tell him, “you’re on my shit list too,” while I motion for him to take a seat on my bed.

  We’re both silent for a moment, enjoying the blissful silence. If we stay silent no one is arguing, and if no one is arguing then we’re not at each other’s throats, hurting one another.

  Clearing his throat Kaiden says, “you know, this used to be your father’s room when he stayed on the ship.”

  “Who told you that?” I asked surprised as I take in the room in a whole new light.

  “Skully. I think he told me to distract me from beating the shit out of the men he had to lock up earlier.”

  Blushing, I look down quickly hiding my red face. I was still embarrassed over the whole pheromones thing, and all the chaos I caused.

  “Don’t do that,” Kaiden says softly, tilting my chin with the tip of his finger, forcing me to look him in the eyes.

  “What?” I whisper in a small voice, getting lost in his extraordinary green orbs.

  “Hide from me, angel. Your pheromones are a natural response to your cycle, just like when humans bleed, it’s normal. You have no control over it when it happens. Where we’re from it's a good thing,” he explains.

  Kaiden freely sharing is a rare thing. I didn’t want to ruin this moment, but it was never in my nature to keep things held up inside. I’ve always been curious by nature, and love to ask questions, so I didn’t stop myself when I asked, “why didn’t you warn me at the house?” Before we left, he had enough time to warn me when we were chatting in my father’s room.

  Blowing a breath out his perfect lips he gazes into my eyes, and palms my cheek before answering.

  “I was too caught up in your scent to know what was going on, and by the time I was able to pull myself together you were already coming on my hand. Realising where we were, I did not want to just take you on your father’s bed, because of some primal instinct to mate. I wanted more. I want you, Winter. I still do.”

  “So, it was the pheromones that made you say the things you did?” I question, raising my brow.

  “No, my love, it wasn’t. I meant every word I said. If anything, the pheromones made me tell you things I would normally keep to myself. I know now I was wrong, that I’ve been wrong. I’ve kept things from you. Hurt you when all I want to do is show you how much I care. I’m a very private man, angel. I’ve never had such deep feelings for a woman like I do for you. You are it, Winter. My end game. My heart.”

  Shocked, I look closely at his face and see no deceit, just the vulnerability from him opening up to me. He really does love me just as much as I love him. Some insecure part of me made me think Kaiden no longer wanted me. I didn’t know he’s been fighting his nature to be closed off. That for me, he’s trying to be a bette
r man.

  “I love you so much Kaiden, it’s scary. I thought you didn’t feel the same, that it was all too much for you to handle. I honestly thought you would be better off with someone like Jessica,” I admit, voicing my fears.

  Ever since the Instagram incident where he betrayed me with my arch nemesis, I’ve been a mess, but it’s not like Kaiden was innocent. It was his dick shoved down her throat after all.

  “Never,” he replies, taking my face in his big hands and pressing his forehead to mine.

  “Jessica was a mistake, angel. I love you, Winter,” he says, pointing to my chest. “I want you and only you. Do you hear me?” He asks as his eyes search mine.

  “Yes,” I whisper, and his lips crash onto mine with enough force to push me backwards on the bed.

  Kaiden kisses me like a man possessed. I moan into his mouth, missing this. The touch of his lips on mine, and the blazing fire inside me that he seems to be the only one to light. His tongue searches my mouth, wrapping around mine, clashing with my teeth.

  Pulling back he says in a husky voice, “Winter, I’m trying to stay in control, and not ravish you on your father’s old bed.”

  “Lose control,” I say breathlessly, deepening the kiss. I love him for his sentiment, but I need more than just his words right now.

  With my permission, his hands move to my shirt, pulling it and my necklace off over my head, and he throws them in a heap on the floor. Seconds later, my panties and sweatpants follow. Besides my bra, I’m completely naked before him. Gazing up I can clearly see the want clouding his eyes. On purpose I release my pheromones, and Kaiden takes a deep whiff, making it look so primal it causes my wetness to pool between my legs. His pupils dilate, and his beast slightly emerges.

  “You shouldn’t have done that, angel. I’m a sick man with dark thoughts. Many of them are ways I want to fuck you,” he growls in my ear, licking around the shell and nipping my lobe.

  “I’m not afraid of you,” I gasp, gripping his hard length through his sweatpants.

  Growling, he lifts me, walking me towards the bolted chair, and gently he sets me down facing him.

  “Do you trust me?” He asks, unfastening my bra and letting it fall to the floor.

  “Yes,” I answer without a doubt, lost in his lusty eyes on my body.

  Kaiden stands, walking across the room to the dresser, where he pulls something out the drawer. When he comes back, I see he has a couple of pieces of thin red nylon rope in his hands. His gaze trails along my naked body, and he gives me a wicked smile.

  “How did you know those were in there?” I ask curious.

  “Skully. Apparently being a freak is a vampire thing."

  Kneeling in front of me he asks, “are you sure?” His voice is gruff, and I can tell he’s barely keeping his beast in check.

  “Yes, I love you, and I trust you.”

  Smiling, he takes my hands and ties them behind me to the back of the chair. Spreading my legs wide apart, he ties one to each leg of the chair. I’m completely open to him, vulnerable, and when he stands and takes in his handiwork, my wetness pools onto the seat of the chair, unhindered from my wide open legs. His possessive growl shakes the room, excited about the effect he has on me.

  Sinking down to his knees, his head dives between my legs, his tongue lapping away my juices like a man possessed. His magic tongue devours my pussy, pushing in and out, while circling around my nub before starting all over and repeating the process. I’m open to him as his tongue ravishes me. My legs pull at the unwavering restraints, while I’m consumed to the point of stupidity by the pleasure he’s giving me. My moans are so damn loud, I know even without the vampire hearing, the whole ship knew what we were doing. His tongue dives in deeper, and he uses his hands to hold my folds open. I’m so lost, I can barely breathe, or remember my own name. I’ve never been eaten out so intensely before, and the kinkyness of the restraints just adds to my pleasure.

  “Kaiden,” I moan, as he laps me up, his whole head lost between my legs.

  When his finger rubs my sensitive nub, I wither and shake, my orgasm building to the point I know it won't be long before I’m shattering apart. Surprising me, his fangs extend as he circles his tongue around my nub, and just when I think I can’t take it any longer, he bites my sensitive folds with his fangs, and I lose it, coming all over his face as he swallows my come mixed with blood. Never has anyone done that to me. It was something dark and twisted and hot as fuck.

  Standing in front of me, his chin glistens with my blood and juices as he takes in my post orgasmic state. With a smug grin, he pulls his sweatpants down slowly, exposing his impressive length. The head of his cock bounces in front of my face, drawing my attention to the bead of cum leaking from its tip.

  Grabbing his shaft he says, “open your mouth and stick your tongue out.”

  I do as he commands, quickly lost to his twisted game. Slapping my tongue with his hard cock, his eyes darken from the lewd act. He’s very pleased I’m allowing him to use my body as he sees fit. That I’m an active participtant in feeding his dark side.

  “Do you want to suck it, angel?” He asks as his cock beats against my tongue. Not answering in words, I moan, growing wetter than I thought possible.

  “Do you want me to fuck your pretty mouth and see how far down your throat my dick can go?”

  Oh God his dirty words. Maybe he’s not the only dark one, because instead of being offended, I’m turned the fuck on.

  “Yes,” I answer, wishing I could reach out and touch him.

  “Be a good little whore and open wide,” he growls before thrusting his cock into my mouth.

  I should be pissed by his words, but the derogatory name just turns me on even more, confirming my previous thought that I’m just as dark as him. Just like with my pussy, he relentlessly fucks my mouth. The head of his cock thumps loudly against the back of my throat, and sounds of me gagging echoes around the room. My spit and his cum pools on my chin, dripping down my neck and onto my breast, and he uses it as lube to pinch and taunt my nipples.

  “Such a good girl, devouring my whole cock,” he coos as he drills his cock down my throat and holds it there, cutting off my air.

  When he pulls out, I breathe deeply and he does it again, this time with a loud groan. Increasing his speed, he thrusts so deep down my throat, his balls slaps loudly against my chin. When I lower my gaze, he grabs me roughly by the chin and growls, “look at me. I want to see your pretty eyes as I fuck your mouth.”

  Oh my, this is hot, and so fucking animalistic. Holding my gaze, he continues his frenzy pace, pinching my aching nipples while fucking my throat raw. His dick starts to throb, and I know he’s close. Seconds later, he pulls out my mouth with a roar, jerking his release all over my face and tits, painting me in his cum as he marks me. There's so much of it, I can barely see when he kneels down to untie me.

  Not at all done, he carries me over to the bed, and he puts me on all fours facing the mirror. Staring at our reflection, I watch transfixed as he positions himself behind me.

  “Now I’m going to fuck you while you watch my cum drip off your face,” he whispers low in my ear.

  With that warning, he thrusts into my dripping pussy all the way to the hilt, making me cry out. While he pounds into my body all I can do is watch in the mirror as he uses me, wondering who this wanton girl is, and where has she been all my life?

  “God, you look so good with my cum coating your pretty face,” he growls, slapping my ass. “Such a naughty girl,” he taunts, slapping me again. “You’re getting wetter with my words. I can feel your juices coating my dick, making it so easy for me to slide in and out of you. You like being taken like this, don’t you? You like it rough?”

  I can’t talk. I can barely think. Instead, I’m panting in heat, meeting his thrusts, and moaning incoherently.

  “Tell me you like my cum all over you,” he growls, running his finger down my face, and putting his cum covered finger in my mouth.


  “I like it,” I barely answer around his digit, sucking the cum off his finger like a popsicle.

  Grabbing my hair and pulling hard he asks, “whose are you?”

  “I’m yours,” I moan.

  When he pulls harder on my hair my back arches, and he whispers in my ear so seductively, “my what?”

  “Your whore,” I scream over and over again, not caring who hears. Rewarding me, he pounds into me faster, and I cum again, all over his cock.

  “Good girl,” he murmurs coming inside me, filling my womb with his seed. We both collapse onto the bed in an exhausted heap. Faintly, I hear him climb off the bed going into the bathroom, bringing back a warm wet cloth he uses to clean my face and in between my legs. Holding me to him, he tilts his neck and tells me to bite. I do and fall asleep with his blood filling my mouth.

  Chapter Two

  Winter

  I wake to Kaiden’s steady breathing in my ear. He looks so peaceful sleeping. Nothing like the man who just fucked me into next week. The lewd things he did to my body were so damn hot. I loved the way he used me, not treating me like fine china. I can still feel some of his cum he missed when cleaning me dry on my face. In the privacy of the bedroom, he made me his whore and I loved it. He claims he’s dark and twisted, but I don't believe that. If that were true then so was I. My pussy throbs just thinking about all the filthy things he said and did. Smiling, I wanted to hear them again.

  “What are you smiling about?” His gravelly voice grumbles next to me.