CHAPTER 8
WREN
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“Erin is here, Sir.”
I roll my eyes at Alex as irritation pulses through me. “Stop with the Sir bullshit. You know you don’t need to call me that, Alex.”
“I just didn’t want to piss you off,”
he chuckles.
“Well, you’re pissing me off when you do that, so you sort of failed anyways.”
“Sorry. I knew you were in a weird mood, and you’ve been short with me. I didn’t want to offend you.”
“Send her in and finish up for the night. You can go now, Alex.”
“I’ll be in my office for a bit longer if you need anything, okay?”
“Thank you.”
He opens the door wider for Erin to walk through. She’s still a blood whore, but she’s on the payroll for other things. I don’t get involved with anyone who isn’t clean and protected, and with fang-bangers, there’s a lot of shit that can happen. I motion for her to step towards me and Alex gives me a smirk before he closes the door behind him.
“Hello, King,”
she purrs as she slowly undoes the slip of her dress.
“Erin,”
I say dryly.
I have no idea what I was thinking. She shouldn’t even be here. I thought I wanted this, but this just seems like such a chore right now. I’m fucking starving and I’m horny as fuck, but I’m just not feeling it at the same time.
“Where do you want me?” She asks.
“At the desk.”
She leans up against it and my eyes shift across her naked body. She has bite marks on her neck and her thighs, and my thoughts shift to Chess.
Does she actually have scars like this too?
I step towards her, pulling my tie from around my neck. I slowly undo the buttons on my shirt, and she bites her lip as her eyes drop to my stomach. She reaches up and lightly drags her fingers across my skin, and the disgust that rolls through me at her touch, makes me want to shift away from her. She loops her fingers into my belt and pulls me towards her as she drags her thighs up my legs. She’s swift to remove my belt and slowly undoes the button on my pants. Her eyes drift up to mine as she draws the zipper down.
“Hmm, it looks like I need to work for it today, don’t I?”
She chirps.
I cluck my tongue and turn away from her as she shoves my pants down my legs. I can’t even get it up. The thought of touching her right now is repulsive, but I think I wanted this for the simple fact, I’m angry. I need her in order to get my aggression out. The other option would be killing someone, and I can’t exactly go on a murder spree through the city.
I grip her wrists, and she gasps out a breath as I rip her away from the desk. I turn her away from me and shove her forward hard. I draw her head to the side and drop my fangs, piercing them into her neck.
“Mmm, yes. That feels so good, my King.”
My stomach recoils on the taste of her blood and I’m practically choking it down at this point. An image of Chess flashes through my mind as I slam my eyes closed.
Her defiant stare. The anger in her eyes as I stared at her. I feel my cock twitch and my mouth stills on the blood whore.
No.
Thinking about that wretched bitch is turning me on. Fuck. What the fuck is wrong with me?
I pull my face back from Erin and shove her forward hard enough to make my desk screech against the tile floor. I slam my cock into her cunt and roll my eyes at the over-exuberant moan she lets out.
This isn’t a fucking porno, you skank.
They’re all so over the top. They think we all enjoy the show they put on for us…trying to make us feel like we’re these amazing beings that can give them such pleasures. I don’t give a fuck what they want. I’m not fucking her for her, and I don’t give a shit if she feels good or not. I just need to get this out of my system. I don’t even fucking care if she comes.
I feel nothing. Nothing is helping this fucking irritation in my chest and I’m taking it out on Erin. She whimpers out as I thrust into her harder and I hear the edge of my desk crack from the force of it.
My jaw is clenched tightly as I try and force my release. Thoughts of Chess trickle into my mind again, and I’m so fucking close now. I grip into Erin’s hips hard enough to bruise her as I picture Chess’s full lips wrapped around my cock. That filthy mouth of hers, sucking back on me until there’s nothing left. I could silence her so easily, filling her completely with my cum.
“No, wait!”
I hear Alex screech.
I whip my head around to see the door burst open and Chess standing there, looking horrified. I slam my eyes closed and come all over Erin, ruining her fucking pussy completely. I step back from her, and she slumps to the ground, breathing harshly and unable to move.
I turn around and glare at Chess. Her eyes rake my body, and I see the envelope of money tightly gripped in her hand.
“I…”
she stutters. She does this little awkward dance on the spot, trying to figure out how the fuck to escape this situation.
Alex looks horrified and completely embarrassed for her. He motions to his mouth, and I roll my eyes, wiping the blood still dribbling down my face from my feeding. The blood is the least of my concerns at the moment. I’m still standing stark naked in front of her. I grab my pants and tug them on, breathing heavily at the whole situation.
“Get out!” I snarl.
I hear Chess suck in a sharp breath, and she quickly drops her eyes to the ground, taking a step back. “I…I’m sorry.”
I didn’t think I would ever hear an apology coming from those lips. She didn’t even apologize for stabbing me.
“Not you,”
I growl, and her eyes dart back up to meet mine. “Alex, get her out of here,”
I sigh, tapping Erin with my foot. He nods his head and moves forward to grip Erin by her arm, dragging her to her feet. He grabs her dress and tucks her under his arm.
“Don’t do anything stupid,”
he whispers to me, making me snort out a laugh. He quickly heads out of the room, closing the door between us.