Chapter Seven
Paloma
I can feel every single pair of eyes in the room directed at me as I spin on my knees and stand naked before them. Wiping the blood and cum from my chin like the lady I am, I scan the room, looking for the strongest of my employees. There are some women and men among them who I know can handle more than the rest. Some don ’ t have the heart for it, the muscle weaker because of their rough upbringing.
It ’ s impossible to know what Emris is thinking. I shouldn ’ t have bitten him, fed from him, but my brain seemed to confuse anger with lust, twisting them up until my fangs sank into the tender flesh. The pain had to be intense at first, which is something I can take solace in, at least. But I ’ m also disappointed there was not more, that the blood was not flowing into me freely from one of his larger arteries.
I ’ m sure every vampire ’ s stomach in the room has turned at the sight of his blood on my lips. As I said, it ’ s not exactly commonplace.
Fabienne, a curvy blonde who has been with me for a few years, catches my eye. I know she has taken on some of our rougher customers. She is a frequent visitor of our darkest rooms and normally comes out of them on her own two feet. Her eyes lock onto mine with determination, nodding when my head tilts just slightly to the side—a silent inquiry of consent.
I turn back to look at my husband, his body still on display like it ’ s been carved of marble, his cock standing hard and proud away from his groin, and a smirk placed perfectly on his luscious lips, and then I extend a hand to point in Fabienne ’ s direction.
“ Fabienne,” I tell him, trying desperately to sound bored. Although, deep down, I think we both know that I ’ m not who I used to be. I ’ m not the naive girl I was when he left, and something has changed within me. I ’ m angrier now, darker. My needs and wants have changed, and maybe now I ’ m more ready to accept this sinister side of him—the side that secretly wants to punish me.
Moments later, Emris demands the rest of the humans leave the room, but the vampires remain kneeling, many of their eyes darting around the room, sweat beading at their temples from the strain on their minds. They ’ re fighting it too much. They ’ ll never break free, only hurt themselves in the hope of rebellion. My husband is unyielding in his dominance, and as I gaze out at the dozens of people around us, a shock of desire takes me by surprise.
Emris ’ deep chuckle comes from behind me, and I hear the wet release of his lips from Fabienne ’ s wrist. “ Your arousal smells divine, wife. Come.” He tosses Fabrienne ’ s arm to the side, and I urge her with my eyes to give us space. The last thing I want is for her to be harmed. “ Let us show our kith and kin who you belong to.”
I ’ m unable to quell the fire that ’ s started now, and as everyone around us watches, I close the distance between us and let my husband gently drag me down to his lap. I straddle him immediately, my body taking over and making the decisions for me. My cunt is aching and hollow, desperate to be filled by the man who claims me. Leaning forward, I grab his chin and move to kiss him, tugging on his lip long enough to taste his blood again.
“ Ah, ah,” he chides, his voice soft. “ Other way.” He grins, spinning his finger in a circle. I eye it, only for a second, but that ’ s long enough for him to realize he no longer has complete influence over me. His shadows have pulled away, focusing all their energy on my patrons.
“ Look at you,” he croons. “ You came to me because you wanted me, not because I commanded it of you.” His head shakes slightly from side to side. “ What a turn of events.”
And then his face changes. His eyes darken, the shallow dimples of his cheeks disappear, along with his smile, and his entire body vibrates with fury.
“ Now that I ’ ve shown how badly you still want me, regardless of what I ’ ve done, I am going to show everyone on this fucking continent who you belong to.” He grabs me, his grip bruising, even for me, and turns me to face our audience. “ And we will start with those in this room.”
His hands seamlessly run under my thighs and down to the backs of my knees, holding me above him with my knees spread wide. I fall back against him, and he lowers me slowly. The head of his cock nudges at my entrance, and I ’ m taken back to how frightened I had been that first night with him. He was, and is, so large that it took us a good while to get him all the way in. But now that I ’ ve changed, my body can heal almost immediately, and with that knowledge, he lets me drop.
I take him swiftly and deeply, my insides stretching and burning as his cock forces me to take him. Every part of us is fully exposed, and as I look out at the men and women watching us from under my eyelashes, I see them all staring at where we are joined together, their cocks hard and breasts heaving.
“ One at a time,” Emris murmurs, his lips brushing over sensitive skin below my ear. My inner muscles flutter around him, desperate for movement. “ You will crawl up to us, pleasure the Madame, and then stop the moment I command you to.” The constant steady beat of my heart wobbles in my chest at the instructions he gives them, excitement and fear melding together. “ Because the Madame is not to come.”