Another step forward and she caught the eye of the stunning beauty that Val Jean had recently fucked then fed from at his leisure. The woman reclined languidly in human form on a bench against the wall. A crimson trickle ran from her long slender neck down onto her naked breast, and her eyes were still heavy with the after-effects of Val’s bite.
Unwanted jealousy made Amelis’s heartbeat quicken, and she pushed it away. Motion, the flicking of a tail, caught from the corner of her eye had her glancing back and down at Seville, the mammoth-sized Were-tiger. Ah, if only he could help me! As if he heard her, Seville opened his golden eyes and stared up at her. Maybe he had heard her! He rested in a spot he’d claimed long ago in the middle of the floor, his tail flicking every few seconds. Such a shame he preferred his animal form. The few times she’d seen him in human form had made her mouth water. Now, something in the golden depths of the tiger’s eyes filled her with sudden longing. Damn, must be the hormones.
Tearing her gaze from Seville’s, Amelis let out a sigh of relief that at least little ten-year-old Taraven had left the room. The golden haired half-raven shifter, half-Daigon wizard didn’t need to witness any more depravity than he had. Amelis glanced around once more, while only half-heartedly fighting the pull into Val Jean’s bedchamber. As badly as she needed him inside of her, she knew what followed would be brutal.
"Amelis," Val Jean snapped, raking arrogant hazel eyes over her as he waited for her to catch up. Hatred filled her while a wave of heat rushed straight to her core at the sight of the gorgeous, narcissistic male standing naked in front of her. With long bronze hair and pale porcelain skin, his body both thrilled and terrified her. Val Jean hadn't changed at all since she first met him twenty-four years ago. But then, why would he? As a six-hundred-year old Nightwalker, he would forever appear twenty-eight, the age he chose his death.
Amelis swallowed her fear, surprised that Zander’s blood, which she had injected earlier, was not giving her the courage she needed. Although Amelis was able to have sex with anyone she pleased, Val Jean had used his compulsion on her so she was unable to orgasm with anyone but him, and he only permitted her to visit once a month.
Even as her heart raced with fear of him refusing her, Amelis fumed wishing she could break his compulsion over her—wishing to tell him to go to hell. Yet, as his eyes darkened, lust shot through her, making her wet with anticipation. She hated how her body betrayed her as much as she hated the insatiable hunger she had for his dick between her legs.
Oh, she’d tried other males, hoping beyond hope to find one who could satisfy her. Many even drove her to the brink, making her wild and crazy, only to leave her craving release. All for naught however, for Val Jean made sure she craved only him, and on a daily basis too. She couldn't even satisfy herself.
"I am not happy with you, and I'm well aware of what you've done."
Val Jean’s words sent fear into her heart, and she forced herself not to rub her belly. He couldn't know. Her plan hinged on him not finding out. She only needed another couple of months and well, she needed Zander back too. Damn, her incompetent minions had better find him, and soon. By the end of her first trimester, and as long as she kept fucking the Fallen, her changing hormones should free her from Val's compulsion. But until then she would guard her secret with her life. There was no telling what Val would do if he found out.
Val Jean's next words dispelled only a portion of her fear. "I scent Zander's blood in you."
Relieved that her spell was working and he didn't know Zander’s baby grew inside of her, Amelis still trembled. She hadn’t been thinking ahead, or she would have found a spell to hide that from him as well. Now, forbidden to partake of the supply … and if he realized she had more ...
No, I won't worry about that, he won't find out. Zander’s blood belongs to me.
“I should send you away.” Val raked her with angry eyes.
“No, please,” she said, fear that he’d do just that making her voice sound whiny.
“Yes, I think so,” Val said.
“No, please. I’m sorry, it won't happen again," she groveled, but like a junkie, she craved more of the sweet, intoxicating blood of the heavens. "Please, I need you," she begged, aching to be impaled by the only cock able to satisfy her. "Don't do this. It's been a month. I can't take any more. Please!" Tears ran down her face, smearing her mascara. She didn't care that she was begging.
Val Jean studied her for the longest time then, at the evil glint in his eyes, Amelis realized her mistake. She should've left when he dismissed her, but she'd been unable to. All month she had waited for this, dreaming of him filling her up and sending her over the edge.
"You are a bad girl, Amelis." Val Jean ran his tongue seductively over his fangs and Amelis's whole body quickened at the reminder of the euphoria his fangs in her neck would trigger.
Val nodded towards his bedchamber. Amelis forgot her fear as liquid heat spread through her but his next words terrified her. "Come. You can pleasure me while I punish you. No orgasm for you today," he said as he walked away.
"No. Please, no ... " Amelis knew all too well what his twisted mind had in store for her. Unable to refuse the command, her trembling increased.
"I don't have all night. I have others who can pleasure me," he said making her jealous. Her panties already soaked, she burned for him so badly and breathing erratically, she followed him to his bedchamber like the good little lamb she’d become.
"Leave the door open and strip," Val Jean ordered, humiliating her with an audience seeing and hearing everything he planned to do to her. But the sight of Val Jean reclining naked on the massive canopied bed made her forget anything else. The thought of him buried inside her left her frantic as she yanked off her clothing.
Before she could climb onto the bed and impale herself on him, he held up a hand, stopping her. “Please,” she begged, desperate with need.
“No, you need to be punished,” he reminded her, like she could have forgotten.
“Val,” she whined.
Val got up off the bed and stepped up beside her. He circled her like a hunter stalking his prey, trailing a finger down her spine to her ass before pulling her against him, and making her moan. He teased her breasts until they were stiff and aching then he slid his hand between her legs and drew another moan from her throat. She shifted, opening her legs to give him more access. Amelis cried out as he rubbed her clit and inserted a finger inside of her.
"You will not come.” His compulsion swept through her, controlling her body.
"No!" She wept as he inserted a second finger. Oh, she was so close but she knew he wouldn’t allow her the satisfaction.
Val pulled his fingers out and while keeping eye contact with her he sucked them into his mouth and licked her essence off them. Amelis groaned, her body shaking with need for him.
"You have been fucking Zander too," he said making Amelis squirm under his gaze.
What if he finds out? Please, he can't, not yet! Once she broke his compulsion, she'd be able to ward herself against him but not now.
"Stay." It was humiliating the way he spoke to her like she was a dog, as he once more reclined back on the bed. Amelis stood trembling, aching with a need only he could fulfill but unable to move. "You watch." He palmed his penis, making her whimper to have him fill her.
“Val, please—”
"Is this what you want my dear?" He pumped his huge length and Amelis almost drooled in anticipation.
“Yes, please.”
"Girls," Val Jean called out in a loud voice.
No, not his sex pets.
"Val, please. Don't do this.” Amelis hated begging but she needed him, and didn’t want to share.
"Come, hold me," Val Jean instructed and Amelis stepped up beside the bed. Shaking, she took his thick penis into her hand as two tall, exotic, and naked young women swayed across the room, and climbed like the predators they were onto the bed.
Amelis whimpered, hating them. Still, she w
atched as Val Jean reached out, grabbing the pointed breast of the darker skinned woman and pulled her to his mouth. As he sucked at the flesh, the young woman cried out and arched towards him.
"Loreletia will pleasure me now," Val Jean said, and Amelis angrily released his penis so the lighter skinned female could take him into her mouth. She wanted to scream that he was hers but didn’t dare, and he wasn’t, not anymore. He may have been once, long ago but not now. Not for years had he been hers.
Amelis raged at the unfairness even as she moaned at the sight. He thrust his cock into the paler woman's mouth and stroked the dark-skinned woman while staring at Amelis, making her moan. Reaching out with his other hand, he grabbed one of Amelis's breasts and pulling her forward, he sucked her into his mouth as well.
"Val!" She cried out in a loud groan as he slid his fingers once again between her legs. "Oh! Yes, please," Amelis screamed, close to climaxing.
"You're dripping, my dear." Val Jean smirked at her, releasing her breast.
"I'm so close," she cried, whimpering when he removed his fingers from inside of her.
“Up.” He motioned to the bed and panting in anticipation, Amelis climbed up. She was ready to impale herself on his penis as he moved over and waved the woman between his legs to his other side. "No, suck me," he demanded of Amelis.
Amelis wanted to scream in fury, but that would only please him more. Taking his penis into her mouth, she groaned at his thick, hard length, while dreaming of him thrusting deep inside her, satiating her. She fought not to gag as she sucked him down her throat. Val Jean fisted her long red hair, holding her still. “You will not pull away,” he said, his compulsion wrapping around her as he let her hair go. With no other choice, she stared, furious, as he began to play with a breast of each woman on either side of him. Moments later he let them go and reached down between their legs.
Val had them screaming in ecstasy within minutes. Amelis wanted to kill him even as her body throbbed for him to fill her. All the while, his lust-filled gaze drilled into her, promising so much, if he so chose. She whimpered around his penis. Dismissing his sex pets, Val Jean pulled her down on top of him, his penis trapped between her legs, so close to where she wanted him. His arms and legs wrapped around her, pinning her tight against him. Her body burned and she moaned, her breathing ragged as she tried to push her legs apart, dying for him to fill her.
As she wiggled, Val Jean grunted his pleasure. "Ah yes ... Amelis, my red-headed hellion." When she attempted to slide him inside of her, he slapped her ass hard. "No, you need to be punished." Then he flipped her onto her back and rose over her, his penis rubbing against her stomach as her legs fell open. "You are not to move," he whispered, his breath tickling her skin.
Groaning as his fingers slid between her folds, and then inside her, Amelis cried out. Her body clenched around him, aching to explode but unable. She screamed as rage and frustration took her.
"What do you want, Amelis?" Voice chillingly calm, he rubbed her clit.
"You ... please," she panted her plea.
Val Jean withdrew his fingers and flipped her onto her stomach. "But you are a very bad girl," he whispered, one hand between her ass cheeks. He stroked her clit again making her quiver while his other hand held her hair tight.
“No, please, I need—”
“I smell him in you.”
“I’m sorry, please!” She realized she was begging as he brought her close to climax again.
"I'm going to drink from you now," he said, and her body quivered like jelly wanting him too, but knowing she’d be lost once he did.
“Please—”
Val Jean covered her with his firm, muscled body as his fangs grazed her neck.
"Oh," she cried out on a moan. Sudden pleasure rushed like goose bumps all over her like a mini-orgasm. "Oh. Yes. Yes. Yes," she screamed. Insatiable heat flooded her, making her lust crazed as his fangs pierced her, releasing endorphins into her bloodstream. Every nerve pulsed, the rush better than any human drug as he drank from her. Unfortunately, the only way to sate the need burning within her was with sex and an orgasm. "Goddammit, Val, fuck me, please," she screamed, crazed with desire, twisting and bucking beneath him. “Please, I need—”
"Please what, Amelis?" he asked, his voice chilly as he slid his fangs out of her neck and licked his lips. His fingers continued to slide in and out of her while she whimpered and screamed.
"Please, fuck me. Hard," she cried, burning to feel his cock plunge deep inside of her.
"On your knees," he commanded, pulling her up and making her shiver with anticipation. Val Jean grabbed her hips and slapped her hard across the ass again. Amelis cried out at the exquisite pleasure. "I will take you now, hard and deep, like you want but you will not come,” he said.
Amelis screamed in fury and tried to pull away, furious with him for playing with her this way. Val Jean slid his penis inside her dripping pussy and held her still so she couldn't move. She moaned at the pleasure rippling through her as he filled her all the way to the hilt before pulling out and shoving back in so fast and deep that she screamed. Her body bucked with the pleasure.
"More, harder—” She whimpered, her orgasm building and building only to stop and build all over again while he slammed into her hard, fast and deep, just like she liked it.
She quivered, teetering so close to the edge as he pulled her up against his chest and cupped her breast in one hand. Reaching down with the other, he rubbed her clit. Amelis writhed and screamed at the unfulfilled need.
"I'm going to come now, my dear and I'm going to let you experience my pleasure while unable to sate your own." His words were a growl even as his breathing matched hers. Then Val Jean roared as he shot his fiery seed into her. With his body covering hers, his fangs pierced her once more, ending his orgasm blasting through her. Amelis screamed in frustration, her whole body shaking and shuddering at Val Jean’s pleasure while her body roared with unfulfilled need.
Tears of frustration ran down Amelis face while she lay flushed and breathing heavily beside Val Jean who lounged on his bed, spent. With a satisfied grin, Val Jean beckoned for Seville, the two-hundred-year old Were-tiger. The massive tiger padded silently into the room and up to the bed, awaiting instruction. Val Jean looked the tiger over.
“Change,” he demanded.
Amelis watched the tiger change into his splendid human form. She couldn’t help but run appreciative eyes up and down the stunning, naked golden body that was so large, yet lithe and toned with a sprinkling of gold curls dusting his chest and on down toward …
Oh my! Amelis’s heartbeat picked up and she licked her lips. Seville’s shiny shoulder length, caramel hair, finely chiseled face, and golden cat eyes completed the man’s breathtaking good looks. She knew Val Jean had sampled men in his life and while she wasn’t sure, she didn’t think he had ever touched Seville like that. There was just something about the tiger that made others wary.
However, Val didn’t seem to mind making the male do what he wanted. In fact, he seemed to relish making Seville do things the Were-tiger may not have wanted to do. “You haven’t been interested in fucking anyone recently,” Val said to Seville now.
Oh, interesting …
Seville shrugged his shoulders and didn’t say a word.
“Well, I know you like women and I feel like I have been neglecting you, so you can take her,” Val said as he watched Seville closely.
“I am fine, sire.”
Val Jean narrowed his eyes on Seville. “Is there something wrong with you?”
“No, I—” Seville shook his head and averted his eyes.
“If it isn’t you, it’s her then?” Val asked and smirked.
Seville’s eyes widened and he shook his head again. “No, it’s not her, she’s wonderf—she’s fine. I am just not in the mood.”
Val Jean stared at him incredulously. “Not in the mood? Well, I think you should get in the mood. She is sweet, and tight. You will take her,” he said, p
etting Amelis on her thigh as he watched Seville.
Amelis’s eyes widened as Seville’s shaft stiffened eagerly. He and Val stared at each other and she would have loved to know what they were both thinking.
“Sire, I don’t understand. You’ve never shared her,” Seville said, glancing at Amelis, and if she didn’t know better, she would think that gleam in his eyes was…what was that? Love? It couldn’t be … it must be lust.
“Maybe not, but I give you my blessing now,” Val said, still not taking his eyes from Seville.
The Were-tiger swallowed and lowered his eyes. “I thank you, but no.”
The sudden disappointment she felt inside surprised Amelis, but then Val Jean gave Seville a shrewd look. “I know, as much as you pretend indifference, that you like her.”
Huh?
When Seville refused to admit it, Val Jean smirked. “She’s been naughty and needs to be taught a lesson. You will fuck her. You will make her scream, over and over as you bring her close,” he said, adding compulsion to his words, making them a command and not an option.
Amelis could see the fury building in Seville as the Nightwalker’s power bound him to doing something he didn’t want to do. Her desire for him waned at the knowledge that he didn’t want to be with her when she so badly wanted him, and not just because she was horny. She knew Seville had been serving Val Jean for the last fifty years, and she had often wondered why. What kept him with Val Jean? Did Val have something on him?
“She’s wet and still aching to be filled.” Val Jean smiled an evil grin that made Amelis feel sick. Compulsion threading his words. “You are hard and can barely control yourself. Now take her!”
Just like that, Seville’s cock grew even harder than it was a moment ago, and Amelis licked her lips and shivered with desire. Even knowing he didn’t want to be with her wasn’t enough to dampen completely her desire for his fine body, and wondrous cock. With a faint growl, Seville crawled up onto the bed.
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