Vampire King (Adult Fairy Tale, Cinderella #1)

by Joanna Mazurkiewicz

  “No, there isn’t. I live with my stepmother and stepsisters on the outskirts of town. My father died several years ago,” she explained, and the king squeezed his long fingers around her waist a little harder. More heat rushed over her spine.

  “I’m sorry to hear that, Cindy. I’m sure your father was a great man and he is terribly missed. I’m glad that he brought up such a fine-looking woman,” Caspian’s eyes zoomed down to her cleavage.

  Cindy’s heart was beating so fast that she thought it would explode in her chest at any moment. Maybe she needed to take a break and go outside for some fresh air. She had been waiting for a man like King Caspian her entire life, but was afraid to admit to herself that he was right for her. The age gap between them wasn’t a problem. Charles was young and he betrayed her, maybe it was time for Cindy to focus on someone older.

  “Yes, I loved him very much and I do miss him every day. Before he died, he married Ida, and she took charge of his estate. She has no idea that I’m here, you see, so I have to be careful,” Cindy explained, suddenly glancing around afraid that she was going to be recognised, but thankfully her stepmother wasn’t around.

  The king inhaled sharply, and then brought her closer to his chest. Cindy caught the scent of his cologne. He smelled of wild forest, rain and spice. He leaned over to her ear again. “In that case, we must leave right away. I’m taking you upstairs to my private chambers. The truth is, my Cinderella, that I have wanted you since the moment I laid my eyes on you.”

  Now it was clear to her that she hadn’t imagined him flirting with her earlier on. She didn’t have a chance to form a coherent response, because the king grabbed her hand and began pulling her across the dance floor. Her thoughts were a tangled mess, and desire was burning her skin. The tiny voice in her head kept reminding her that Caspian wasn’t the right man for her, but her heart disagreed.

  Soon, they slipped through the tall doors, leaving the music and other guests behind. Most of the servants and other staff members bowed towards Caspian as they moved through the dark corridors farther inside the castle.

  They climbed a marble staircase for several minutes, until Cindy was out of breath, finally reaching the top of the tower. Caspian looked at her and brushed his thumb over her lips as they stood outside giant, dark pine doors. A girl like Cindy didn’t do things like this, and surely she wasn’t prepared to sleep with a man that she’d just met. However, the slow and steady throbbing between her legs was making her reconsider her own rules.

  “Tell me, Cindy, do you want to be invited inside or would you rather go back to the ball?” Caspian asked her in a serious tone.

  She hated that he was making her choose, but refused to listen to the voice of reason. In a way she wanted to be seduced by an older man like the king. She didn’t even care that he was royal, it no longer mattered.

  Her already-pounding heart skyrocketed.

  “Yes, I do,” she said with a confident voice, and Caspian’s eyes filled with blazing fire. He took the key and opened the door to his chamber. Cindy walked inside, mesmerised by the entire space. The room was designed in great taste. There was a large fire burning away, and two comfortable sofas were situated right in front of it. Further down Cindy noticed a huge four-poster bed in the middle of the room, with colourful cashmere throws. An image of the king kissing her flashed in front of her eyes and she felt herself blushing. Martha mentioned that she had until midnight, then her magic would fade away, but Cindy wasn’t worried. She still had a few hours.

  “This room is beautiful and I feel so privileged being invited to your chamber,” she said, admiring his collection of paintings on the walls.

  “I’m glad to hear it. Come, sit down, Cindy, let me get you a glass of wine,” Caspian said, and led her to the purple sofa.

  Cindy smoothed her blond hair carefully, attempting not to mess it up, trying anything to ignore the fact that she was completely aroused. She kept glancing over at the king, noticing that despite his age, he appeared to be in excellent shape. If the hard, muscular chest she had bumped into earlier was any indication of what was underneath his clothes, she definitely had something to look forward to. She couldn’t wait to run her hands all over him. He stole her breath away, and his pale complexion only added more enigma to his look.

  “Thank you,” she said, and accepted a glass of wine from him. He kept looking at her intensely, as if he was trying to reach into the deepest parts of her soul. She wondered if he often invited other women for a private chat to his room.

  “You must know that you’re the only woman that I care about right now. I haven’t officially been seen with anyone since Eric’s mother passed away,” the king explained, as if he’d just read her mind. Cindy parted her lips, but she wasn’t able to respond. Her emotions were overwhelming.

  Then she glanced briefly at the table and noticed an old book underneath a few others, the cover was a little damaged, but she couldn’t have missed the title. It was a story about a cursed prince and the woman of his dreams. Her father used to read it to her all the time when she was younger. Cindy often imagined herself being Ellena–the woman that the young prince had fallen for.

  “This book, The Broken Curse, it’s one of my favourite tales of all time. I grew up believing that Tristan and Ellena were real,” she said all of a sudden, quite shocked that the king was interested in that sort of literature.

  Caspian looked a little stunned and then stroked his chin, not taking his eyes off of her.

  “You may not believe it, but it’s a book that I always carry with me. I’ve read it more than a hundred times. Not many men could admit liking that sort of thing, but I believe that Tristan and Ellena’s romance is very inspiring. And the writing is truly exceptional. I enjoy it very much,” he stated, sounding surprised too. Cindy smiled, and more warmth jolted through her heart.

  She liked the fact that she and the king had something so significant in common. This book was near and dear to her heart and she wanted to think that over time Caspian might be too.

  As he stood by her, tension uncoiled and Cindy held her breath for a long moment, unable to stop staring at him. Heat was radiating throughout her body, making it difficult to function, let alone speak, and she began to felt dizzy again.

  Soon she forgot about the book and thought that she wanted a man who could take full control in the bedroom. A man who would dominate her and take her to the moon and back. After all, she had no experience with men and wanted her first time to be special. She didn’t want to fumble around. Her stepsisters often talked about their sexual adventures and she wondered what it be like to be with a man like Caspian. She had always wanted to wait to give her virtue away to a man she loved, but she was beginning to rethink her decision and just go with it. Cindy had never met a man like Caspian before and the feelings she was experiencing in his presence were out of this world. Now she had the perfect opportunity to find out, and Caspian assured her a few times that he would please her.

  The king narrowed his eyes and took off his jacket. Cindy could have sworn that she saw his skin shimmer in the dim light. Then he sat beside her, brushing his thigh against hers. She needed and wanted more.

  “Tell me, Cindy, do you want me to make love to you?” he asked, like his question was perfectly normal, and then ran his finger over her bare arm. She gasped for air, and goose pimples broke out over the line where his finger had just touched her. She was staring at him, knowing that there was something different about him. The heat that she felt in his presence turned on full force, and the moment while he just sat there waiting was agonising. Cindy squeezed her legs together, aware that her panties were soaked through.

  The king flexed his muscles and Cindy swallowed hard, wondering how it would feel if she kissed him. She told herself off inside of her head, because she wasn’t supposed to be that kind of girl. But she didn’t want to say no to him—she truly wanted him..

  “Don’t be afraid, darling. You’re beautiful and you’ve been
denied the pleasure of sensual lovemaking for too long. I can show you what sex is all about and you’ll enjoy it, more than you can even imagine,” he assured her once again.

  She was done with words, so she grabbed his face and pressed her lips to his. The king seemed astonished at first, but he went with her rhythm. Their lips touched, and Cindy’s body turned into a smoking flame.

  His lips were confident and firm, driving the tempo, stealing her breath away. She had no idea why she nearly jumped on him, but the desire inside her clogged her mind. He slipped his tongue inside her mouth and pushed her down to the sofa, so she was underneath him. Cindy was lost in his touch, as he pressed his strong body down upon hers. She had never been kissed like that. Caspian wanted her and he sent a strong buzz down to her lady parts. He bit her lower lip then came back for more, devouring her and she was slowly losing her mind.

  Then he was kissing her neck, biting slowly until she was moaning loudly. His hands were everywhere, touching her arms, then sliding his fingers underneath her dress. She could feel his length pressed against her thigh; it was driving her mad with desire.

  The tiny voice in her head reminded her that she needed to stop thinking about the consequences. She pulled him deeper, wanting to feel him in every part of her mouth. Cindy rolled her hips against his, begging to be touched and ease the ache in her core.

  “You fucking want me. I want you to beg me to make love to you,” he rasped, finally pulling away. Cindy’s body was drenched, and the throbbing between her legs was unbearable now. Her mouth felt empty and cold as she struggled for breath.

  She was staring at him unable to make a decision. She couldn’t imagine telling a stranger to fuck her.

  Caspian’s eyes flickered in the corners and he grabbed her wrists. Cindy knew that nothing was going to happen until she obeyed him.

  “Yes, I want you to fuck me, please. It’s the only thing that I can think about right now,” she whispered, and her voice vibrated. Caspian smiled with satisfaction and then he pushed himself back, dragging her with him. She realised that the zipper in her dress was open, and her boobs were exposed. The king’s eyes were filled with need and Cindy sensed that he was ready to tear the rest of her dress to pieces if she didn’t hurry.

  “Good girl and a good answer,” he said, taking her hand as they both got up from the couch. Moments later he led her to the bed, smiling mystically. Cindy was a little nervous but tried not to show it. Her desire for this man had made her crazy, but she wasn’t sure if she would even know what to do. “Don’t worry about anything, just relax, because you’re about to experience a night that you’ll never forget.”

  The bedroom was filled with his cologne. The king started unbuttoning his shirt as she tried to calm her erratic breathing.

  “I need to get back home before my stepmother realises that I disobeyed her,” she said.

  “Forget about them, and start taking your clothes off. This is our moment,” he ordered, and his demanding voice caused her insides to melt. He lay on the bed and Cindy stopped acting like she was shy. It was her night, and he was the king. Her stepsisters would die from jealousy if they realised what was about to happen.

  She bit her lip and moved her hips, taking her dress off very slowly at the same time. Pulsing heat was sliding down her breast and into her stomach until it curled her toes. The king widened his eyes and with a sharp intake of breath, shifted on the bed.

  Cindy let her dress fall to her feet. She walked out of it and then stood in front of him wearing only her pink underwear with stockings that one of the other hookers had picked up for her.

  Cindy was blessed with fair-sized boobs and she liked that the king was staring at her every move like a wolf ready to attack his prey. She ran her hand down her stomach and then slipped her fingers underneath her panties, going further than she intended.

  “You have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now,” the king growled, and Cindy touched her sex, feeling moist and wet. She closed her eyes and started circling her finger over her clit.

  “No, this isn’t how I want it. Come here, Cinderella,” Caspian growled, and then pulled her to him. Cindy gasped, feeling hot everywhere. He turned her around so she was facing the wall. “Right, I’m going to make you come hard, and I want you to scream if you have to. Say ‘I understand you, Your Highness’?”

  “I understand you, Your Highness.”

  Chapter Seven

  Cindy’s body was responding to Caspian’s commands before her brain could decide to. He was brushing his finger over her backside and she couldn’t stand still. She always believed that this moment was going to be special, but she never thought that the man would be so sensual.

  Caspian kicked her legs apart with his foot and caressed her arse cheeks. She closed her eyes when he settled himself between her legs. Cindy felt his enormous erection pressed over her quivering entrance.

  “You smell divine, and you’re so wet and ready for me,” he whispered in her ear and then unhooked her bra.

  She gasped for breath when his cold fingers started caressing her hardened nipples. He was incredibly hot and savage in the way he was touching her, and she knew that it wouldn’t be long before she would be climaxing, screaming his name. He continued to pinch her nipple, before pulling her panties down. Her bra fell to the floor and she stepped out of her panties, realising that she was standing completely naked in front of him.

  “Stunning, and all mine to play with. Do you even realise how happy it makes me to know you haven’t been with any other man before?” he whispered directly into her ear.

  She felt herself going red, knowing she had been waiting all her life for a man like Caspian. Now she didn’t care that he was much older than her, she just wanted him to make love to her.

  Cindy was surprised when he stopped teasing her altogether and instead of touching her, he pushed her directly to the bed.

  “Lie down, I changed my mind. I can fuck you from behind later, baby,” he commanded and Cindy obeyed him again without a word. She was getting wetter every time he ordered her to do something.

  Caspian’s eyes were filled with passion and greed, and Cindy’s heart stopped in her chest when he lowered himself down. He was bare chested and Cindy had no idea how a man his age could have such defined muscles. His skin was pale, but she didn’t have a chance to think about what was going to happen, when he pressed his lips to hers. He kissed her hard, rough, almost hurting her lips; her whole body melted underneath his strong chest.

  The buzzing in her ears reminded her about the ball and Prince Eric, but as soon as Caspian started moving down she was lost in unbelievable sensations that shook through her core.

  “Remember what you promised, Cindy? You have to scream. I guarantee you’ll enjoy this.” His voice reached her as he began showering her with kisses, moving further and further down, exploring every inch of her body with his wet, sensual tongue. She couldn’t think straight, moaning when he spread her legs wide. It was the most intimate moment of her life, and the slow pulses between her legs were making her crazy. He started rubbing her clit in a slow circular motion, blowing hot breath over her as he slipped his long finger inside her core. “You’re wet, so wet and only for me. Part of me wants to forget that I’m a gentlemen and just take you right now.”

  She had no idea what he was going to do next, but her thighs trembled with anticipation. When she finally felt his tongue on her sex, she thought that she was going to come at any moment. She wanted to beg him to touch her there over and over, to ease the ache in her core. Cindy felt the pressure that was building up in the lower part of her stomach, wondering why she hadn’t tried having sex sooner.

  The moment he started to lick her up and down she knew she wasn’t going to last long. Every part of her body was on fire, and her heart pounded in her chest. She was taking air into her lungs, but she felt drunk on desire.

  Caspian was riding her with his tongue, and she was moaning loudly ready to break apart and ex
perience her first real orgasm.

  His skilled fingers fucked her, plunging in and pulling out in fast, steady strokes as he sucked and licked her sex. She clenched the silky sheets on the bed as she felt her orgasm climbing to its peak.

  Moments later, he stopped and she cried out from the loss of contact. Then he stuck his forefinger inside of her. This was all too much for Cindy, because all the sensations that she began to experience were making her dizzy. She was gasping for breath, and her chest kept rising and falling repeatedly.

  The king lowered himself down and continued licking her. She moaned loudly, as her muscles tightened and her core clenched around his finger. Small beads of sweat rolled down her face.

  “You’re so close, so damn close and I’m looking forward to seeing you come for me. I want you to come on my face,” the king whispered, and kept moving his finger in and out.

  Then her whole body went rigid as he was still caressing her tender nerves with his tongue with endless devotion. Cindy’s body exploded with ecstasy, and she experienced the most intense orgasm of her lifetime. She clenched her fingers around the sheets so hard that she cut off her blood circulation, and screamed his name over and over. Her body convulsed with fire for several heartbeats until she was just lying on the bed, experiencing the buzzing after-warmth of nerves in every part of her numb body. When her vision and then her mind cleared, Cindy found Caspian holding her closely.

  “Just hold on. That was the most beautiful thing that I’ve ever seen, and soon I’ll be coming with you.”

  Cindy was unable to respond, as she felt him standing up. When she glanced up at him, she saw him taking off the rest of his clothes. She thought that he looked so handsome in the dim candlelight, broad, muscular and just perfect.

  “Now, we’re going to make love. You’re so ready and you don’t have to worry about anything. I will be gentle,” he told her and she giggled to herself, not believing that this was really happening. Her hands were shaking, and her heart was still beating loudly in her chest.