Chapter 22
I had the most terrible headache when I woke up. I opened my eyes, expecting to see the familiar ceiling of the room we were staying in. When did the roof become so high? I immediately sat up, trying to understand what was going on.
I was in a large bed. My neck was collared with silver. I realized I wasn’t wearing anything. I was naked. I tried to close my legs, but they were spread apart by silver chains. I looked around and my eyes were met with the eyes of the most handsome immortal I have ever seen. He was sitting in a chair placed in front of the bed, right in front of my… He can see everything from there! Bastard!
“Who are you?” I asked him, angrily.
“Who are you?” he asked me back.
“I asked you first!” I insisted.
“Very well,” he paused for a second then continued.
“I am Chaos.” Chaos?
Where have I heard that name? I thought deeply, trying to remember where I heard his name. Chaos… Chaos… He was…
“You’re the Vampire king!” I looked at him, he could not be older than thirty, but as far as I know, the vampire king is one of the oldest demons in all realms. It was said that he might be even older than the queen of wolves. Could he be lying?
“I am glad you know me,” he said, smirking at me. “Now answer me, who are you?”
“I am Aroa, a wolf.”
“Do you have a pack?” he asked again.
“I… I am a rogue.” I could not tell him anything until I was certain of his intentions. And technically, I did not lie to him. I was a rogue. For some reason, he seemed relieved hearing that I did not belong to any pack.
“Why am I here?” I asked him.
“Two days ago, I was hunting for trolls when one of my men saw you unconscious and bleeding in the forest.”
So, I was unconscious for two days. Then everything came back to me…the memories of Veltra asking me to accompany her, my head being hit…. I was betrayed. Again.
I looked at this King in front of me, he helped me even if he did not know me.
“You saved me then…” I told him. He didn’t reply. “Thank you…” I said, grateful.
“You’re welcome,” he replied in full confidence. I couldn’t help but feel irritated and attracted to him at the same time.
“Why am I chained and naked though?”
“We weren’t sure of your identity,” he explained. “I had to make sure you weren’t hiding anything dangerous.”
“I see…” I managed to say. “I promise you… I am not a threat to you or to your people.” I assured him.
“I can see that now,” he answered as his eyes roamed over my body.
“Great… You can release me now.” I expected him to move and release me from the chains, but he just sat there staring at me.
“Hey! I said you can release me now.” I told him.
“You can stay here,” he replied.
“No! I have to go home.” I didn’t know why, but my heart skipped a beat when he asked me to stay.
“I thought you were a rogue,” he countered.
“I mean, I was living with my friends, with... with other rogues…” I stuttered.
He eyed me “I still can’t.”
“Why?” I clearly told him I wasn’t a threat! Maybe my words weren’t enough. Does he need proof?
“Cause you’re mine,” he answered proudly.
My heart was pounding. “What do you mean?”
“It seems you need a demonstration for you to understand,”
Suddenly, he stood up and walked behind me. I felt him sitting on the bed. I confirmed it when I saw his legs envelop me.
“What are you doing?!”
“Shhh… just feel it,” he said as he whispered behind me. Then, I felt something wet tracing my ear. It was his tongue! He was licking my ear! I never thought that my ear could be anything near sensual, but with this hot vampire licking it, I would be combusting any minute. And if that weren’t enough, two strong arms encircled my waist and cupped my core. Then, very slowly, his fingers started to rub my clit. The rhythm continued on and on, I needed to pee. I started rocking my hips.
Up and down.
Up and down, I needed release.
Please…
Then suddenly, he inserted two fingers inside me. He started pumping me. He was relentless. In and out, repeatedly, until I lost all my senses.
I was in heaven. I heard a long sensual moan. I realized it was mine.
More! More! Please!
He continued pumping me. His other hand came to grab my boobs. He molded them, almost painfully, but pleasurable at the same time. Suddenly, I finally felt my release. I lifted my hips through the air as I leaked, a lot.
“You’re amazing,” he said. He removed his fingers from my core. I looked behind me. He was sucking his fingers, the ones that were inside me earlier!
“You taste delicious, mate,” he said, then he cupped my core and started pumping me again.