9
“Branko had the right idea but the wrong execution,” Petre said as he laid me down on some bedding. “Luckily, I learn from the mistakes of others and pay attention.”
I didn’t get a chance to ask what he meant before he was kissing the tops of my breasts and unbuttoning my pants. He gave me a look that he was waiting to do more until I gave permission.
Yeah, sure, I was on board for any type of TLC from Petre. He always gave me what I needed and more.
So yes, I pulled down my top and bra, absolutely giving him the green light.
He winked at me and immediately took one of my nipples between his lips. “Perfect. Always perfect.” He chuckled when I cried out. “You will bleed soon.”
I nodded. He was right. My breasts and body were extra sensitive.
“Will you let me have you this time, Inez?” he whispered, his eyes on fire with desire. He moaned when I nodded. It was such a thing for these damn sharks.
Still, I loved every second of the attention they gave me.
Which was why I got amazing orgasms as he ate me out. Then he lifted me up and I felt us move before he laid me down on other bedding and continued what he was doing.
It took me a minute to realize that he’d moved locations just so we could lure out more corrupted. Smart. He’d probably picked several spots and had people ready to fight. We couldn’t sense corrupted anymore, but old vamps could hear a lot and corrupted made noise.
They made a lot of noise banging shit and thumping around. It was a smart play for sure since they all wanted me.
And if I got eaten out during the fun… Yup, sign me up.
We did it a few more times, and by then my body—I didn’t think I could climax again without a rest. I gasped for air as I smiled up into his pretty hazel eyes. His dark curls fell into them which was distracting and why I didn’t see the worry in them at first. But when I did, I reached up and cupped his face.
He smiled and kissed the palm of my hand. “I always give you what you need, don’t I, my beautiful Inez?” He kissed my wrist when I nodded. “Sometimes when you don’t even realize it’s what you needed like now.” Again, I nodded. “Will you trust me to give you something you need even if it’s difficult? I know you will be mad, but I promise it’s worth it.”
“I trust you, Petre,” I whispered, hoping I didn’t regret it later.
“And that means the world to me,” he swore, a bit of mischief in his eyes. “But first I want what you promised me after the last time I spoiled you.” He lifted me up and moved us again, but this time he ended with me on my knees in front of him.
Subtle.
Still, I wanted to be good to him too.
“Is he hard for me?” I teased as I moved away a little and sat back on my feet—touching my body how he loved.
“Yes,” he hissed, his fangs sliding out. “You will give me more for teasing me, My Princess.”
“I’m fine with that.” I flipped my hair over my shoulder and showed him my neck, stretching so he saw more of it. “Show me that he’s hard for me, Petre. I showed you how wet you made me.”
“My tongue still tastes you,” he moaned as he slowly undid his pants. “I’m hard for you all of the time. Every time you step towards me, my cock twitches for you.” He nodded when my eyes went wide. “Even when I guard you and are to simply carry you. You step towards me and my cock twitches hoping for attention. Your body presses against me and it leaks.”
“That’s hot,” I panted, moving my fingers to my pussy. I nodded when he seemed shocked. “You’re fucking addicted to me.”
“I am,” he agreed as he freed his dick. It was fully hard and ready for attention, a drop of precum on the end of it begging for my tongue.
Which I obliged. I crawled over to him and licked the tip.
“Watching you crawl to me like that and lick me was very much worth you moving away, Inez,” he growled, his voice on edge. “You should do that more to tease me. I very much liked it.”
Good to know.
So did Vitor and Moon from what I was getting off of them. Wow.
I smirked up at Petre. “Then take a few steps back and I will be the woman of your dreams and give you what you want.”
He was about five feet away from me before I finished that sentence. Seriously, these men were so fun sometimes.
Sometimes.
I licked my lips and stared up at him as I slowly crawled towards him. Then I let my fangs slide out, and right as I reached him and went up on my knees, I sliced my hand on my fang and held it up to him.
He moaned as he leaned down and licked my blood off my hand. “I’m not worthy.”
I licked his fat cock while he licked my hand and then I closed the wound and focused on returning the favor. I bobbed my head and moaned when he played with my hair for a few minutes.
“Don’t be upset and look to your left, my darling,” he said gently.
I did what he said and froze when I met Darius’s gaze.
Petre held my head to him when I went to pull away. “I know, beat me later, but don’t let him—see what this is, not what he said in anger. He’s not disgusted. See what’s in his eyes. Sense what you can now, My Princess. Please. Stop letting that hurt you.”
I still punished him, using my teeth a bit when I moved next.
Except Petre groaned deeply, shocking both of us. I blinked up at him and he seemed just as surprised.
He swallowed loudly. “Apparently, I’m into that, and I didn’t think I could find new things I’m into at my age. Or probably just with you because I know you would never take it too far.” He chuckled at whatever he saw in my eyes. “You like that, darling? Yes, only you make me excited when you use teeth. Punish me and do it again, but also let me give you what you need.”
Deal. I scratched him with my teeth a bit and loved that he went wild while I kept blowing him. Then I did as he said and focused on Darius.
All I felt was his desire. His jealousy that it wasn’t him.
His longing.
I noticed Sundar was next to him, but his back was to us. So Petre had set it up to have the lie detector with them to help me put this in the past.
I gave a slight nod as I took more of Petre down my throat.
Darius let out a long, shaky breath. “I regret what I said. It wasn’t what I felt besides maybe in that moment. I don’t know. It was all pain and upset that I wasn’t enough for you and what we’ve already discussed. It’s not how I feel now. You’re not Branko’s mother who abuses people and feels we’re all interchangeable to you.
“I know that. I didn’t like you keeping things from me and that was valid to say. That was something valid to be upset about and you’ve accepted that and we could have handled that if I wasn’t such an asshole who wanted to hurt you back. Then everything spun out—I just want to be where Petre is. I want my wife to want me like that again.
“I want you back, Inez. All I want is you back in my life like we had but better. I’ll take whatever you will give me even if I’m never in your bed again because I love you. I fucking love you blowing another man, and the only way I get turned on now is if you’re involved. I want you happy. I want us happy, and if that means only as friends—well, I did that.
“But I can’t keep having you hurt over what I said when it’s not even how I feel. I just didn’t know how to help or fix it. Not for me. Not to erase my sin, but so you stop carrying it. I will never stop carrying the pain I’ve caused you. I know that. I know that . But I want—please, stop carrying it. I was an ass and underwater. Please, my sweet, perfect wife. Don’t carry this anymore.”
It was kind of weirdly amazing that he was begging me to leave it in the past for my benefit while I was sucking another man off. I mean, it was mostly weird but… Yeah, weird.
I really shouldn’t have expected anything but in the apocalypse.
“For the record, we all know this is how he feels and he regrets the damage he’s done to you, Princess,” Sundar said gently. “Please give me permission to leave because this is more than I can bear. I thought I would—”
“Go,” Darius and Petre said together.
Sundar was gone before I could even think to respond. Yeah, we didn’t need to hurt anyone else to help me.
“Do you want me to go too or to punish me by watching another man please you?” Darius whispered, his voice conflicted.
I wasn’t sure the answer, but Petre chuckled, tangling his fingers in my hair.
He smiled down at me. “Your dark side is coming out, darling. You want to punish him even as I feel that burden easing in you. Let him see. Let him see how I please you and take care of you. Let him see what he’s done to himself and knows to never risk again if you give him the gift of trying to fix your marriage.”
I did want that. I did want to punish Darius for all the pain he’d caused me. I wanted him to see that I was worth loving and being good to.
I nodded and sucked Petre harder, giving him my best for giving me what I’d needed.
“I know this is what you needed. You also need to punish me like I deserve,” he said gently as he gathered up my hair and got a bit rougher with me. “You need the fun and the darkness sometimes too. You want the play and the thrills. You want to be naughty when you spend so much time being so good and saving so many. I see you. I see you, Inez.”
And then he came down my throat.
The moment he finished, we had to move again, and Darius caught up to find me being completely plowed by Petre and loving every second of it. I met his gaze and didn’t hide how much I did need what Petre gave me and even that I enjoyed that it pained Darius.
Because he’d done this to us. He’d hurt us. I’d tried so hard and so many times to fix what was wrong and reach out to him. More times than he deserved, and the only reason I was even giving him anything now was because Aether had made him suffer to help me.
A thrill went through me that confused me when I saw Darius was hard. It excited me.
And nothing about him had excited me in a long time.
“Give me your wrist?” I asked but sort of demanded as my fangs came out.
Shock flashed in his eyes, but he didn’t hesitate, moving instantly to my side and extending his arm to me.
“You’re beyond his blood setting you on fire,” Petre warned as I went to take a bite. “You’re too strong now and have learned too much. You could block that now from even too strong of blood. It shouldn’t be as confusing for you.”
I nodded but took it as a good sign that I did want to have Darius’s blood at all. It made sense in my head.
It was good but not like it had been and I was glad for that. Not everything had to be crazy all of the fucking time for every fucking thing. It was nice to choose when I wanted wild or to turn the heat up on things.
It was what I needed, and I thanked Darius when I was done, kissing his wrist after I closed up the bite. I focused back on Petre and let him do everything to my body… Until we had to move again. We did twice more before we were over it and went back to the castle. I wasn’t really dressed but covered up enough and slowed down so security saw it was us.
Right as we had just started on my bed, Kristof arrived.
“Stop,” I told Petre, punishing him a bit.
He blinked at me and then pulled out of me when I told him to. He adjusted his neck when he realized what was going on but did as I said.
I rolled out of bed and walked over to Kristof who was eyeing me over with hunger but also curiosity since he clearly walked into something. “My husband has been working hard all day and always is priority. Just as I am to him, right, my love?” I smirked at him as I dropped to my knees. “Are you in the mood for my attention?”
“Always,” he chuckled darkly. “It’s exactly what can make my day better.”
“I love you too.” I opened his pants and gave him a slow, lazy blow job, moaning at the taste of him and touching myself when he told me to. I swallowed everything he gave me and then accepted the kiss he offered before going back to Petre. “I’m yours again.”
Darkness was in his eyes in a way I’d never seen before. The room seemed colder almost. In a move faster than I could keep up with, he tossed me onto the bed and mounted me, fucking me to the point it almost truly hurt. He went too deep several times and said things in Greek under his breath as he fisted my hair and sucked on my earlobe.
He didn’t just grunt when he finished inside of me but almost growled and snarled as he yelled like it hurt so good. Petre pulled out of me and flipped me onto my back, spreading my legs wide as his chest heaved with exertion. He fisted my breast and eyed me over, one thing in his eyes and it made me shiver.
Possession.
“I think that’s enough for tonight, Petre,” Kristof said coldly. “Get off of her.”
Petre ignored him and moved his other hand to my throat. “You have to be careful with the games you play sometimes, my darling.”
“Petre, I said—” Kristof bit out.
“It’s fine,” I cut in, keeping Petre’s gaze. “Tell me what you wanted to say and then I will decide if you can have me again or are banned from my room.” I swallowed a chuckle when even more darkness filled Petre’s eyes as his nostrils flared.
And I just licked my lips.
He put pressure on my throat as his fangs came out. “You go too far with the buttons you push sometimes. I know you want to make me an addict, but there is something that comes after that—something dangerous that comes with addiction.” He leaned in and slid his tongue into my mouth, running his over mine. “Obsession, young one.”
“Are you scared you’ll become obsessed with me?” I asked as I moved my hand over his on my throat and grabbed his cock with my other one. I stroked him. “I knew there was a monster inside of you too, Petre. I’m learning all of us have one. You guys especially don’t make it to be so old without having one.”
“Is that so?” he asked, squeezing my throat a bit more, just slightly but not anything near really squeezing or remotely leaving marks.
“Yes, and I want him addicted to me too,” I answered, smirking at him. “Be obsessed. Be so obsessed that you and your monster both want to own me.” I nodded when his eyes flashed shock. “You know why? You know why I want that?”
“Because you’ve been hurt too badly,” he worried, a little of the wildness leaving his gaze.
Kristof chuckled darkly. “No, because then she owns you.” He moved onto the bed with us and kissed my hair. “That was what made you love me so much, right, my wife? You realized my monster was yours just as much as I was.”
“Yes,” I hissed as I pumped my hand faster. “Tell him to fuck your wife, Kristof. It felt so good. I want to be fucked so desperately that it hurts.” I licked my lips again. “Drink my blood, lover. Drink from my neck while you fuck me desperately and—” I cried out as he plunged into my body, putting more pressure on my neck as he fucked me.
I couldn’t even catch my breath he moved so fast and rough with me. It was almost a lack of oxygen that made me see stars more than my first orgasm.
“You will get your wish if you’re not careful, Inez,” he warned before biting my neck. I came so hard and long that I passed out.
It was that fucking good.
Yeah, poor me. What a threat he gave.
When could we do that again?
The other reason I loved it? The way I was fawned all over the next morning. Petre babied me to the point I had to kick him out of the bathroom while I did my business and told him that he couldn’t wipe my ass. That was over the line, but the rest of it I fucking loved. I ate it up like the best dessert from every little loving, gentle touch to the soft words and kisses.
“That good, huh?” I chuckled when I was dressed and completely made up, hair dried and pretty even.
“It was everything, my perfect lover,” he murmured in my ear. “But now I have to be your guard and keep you safe.”
“One last kiss then.” I turned in his arms and happily sighed at the soft, loving kiss he gave me that made my toes curl.
Yeah, I could completely get on board with making men obsessed with me and letting their monsters out to get what they needed. If it gave me all of this time like this… Totally worth it.
Much better than the loving “normal” relationships that had shattered my heart and had almost broken me beyond repair.
“You look beyond words, my wife,” Kristof praised as I came into the dining hall. “I’m glad you had such a fun night.”
“I did, but I’m thirsty,” I purred.
He nodded behind me. “I believe there is a naughty cat waiting for any and all of your needs.”
I turned and could have been pushed over by a feather at what I found.
Namely James.
In pink.
Like… All pink.
His gorgeous hair had bad pink spray dye in it.
He was wearing a flashy pink stripper vest.
Pink hot pants that were so tight I was pretty sure they had to hurt.
Pink Crocs even.
His eye makeup was pink… And I’d never seen him wear so much as BB cream.
“Did I try that pot we’re growing?” I asked, several people chuckling.
James cleared his throat and moved closer to me, dipping his head. “No, I’m apologizing.” He held out a phone to me. “My full explanation.” He let out a slow breath when I didn’t take it. “I swear it’s more than I was an asshole. I’m an asshole and I should have explained this first, but it’s more than me just being a dick.
“I’m not saying it’s valid or—it’s a thing with me. No matter what, I’m sorry I scratched you. I would never have thought in a million years my cat would have reacted like that—risked you or have behaved so—I’m sorry. Please give me the chance to explain so you understand even if you never want to see me again.”
“His cat also hunted a hundred ducks and brought them to the castle to feed you in apology,” Nick said from off to the side as he wheeled out more food. “And everyone knows duck is your favorite.”
I nodded that I heard him.
“If you can find it in your heart to forgive me after hearing my explanation and letting me really apologize and make it up to you, I put some pictures and ideas in there for a men’s necklace,” James continued. “I’ll wear your collar, My Princess. Gladly. All of the time as a man.”
I couldn’t hide my shock especially at the heat in his eyes. He liked the idea of everyone seeing that he was mine and getting something that the other men in my life didn’t have.
Yeah, Kristof wasn’t happy. I felt his annoyance that James might have something special that he didn’t. Okay, another time for that since I wanted to focus on James when he was trying so hard.
It was the leash then. Something with the leash set him and his cat off. That’s clearly what the problem was.
“Thank you for immediately apologizing and making sure things didn’t spiral out when everything does,” I said firmly for all the dozens of ears we had listening. “I will listen when I can, but no matter what’s between us, I don’t want to ever demean the coven’s head of security to this clown getup. Not with the way people talk.”
I moved closer and was glad when he got the idea and leaned down, letting everyone see when I kissed his cheek. I was just about to have my private breakfast with Kristof when one of the visiting nobles came into the dining room and worry was all over his face.
So clearly, shit had hit the fan somewhere.
Of course it had.