The Vampire Kings Slave Mate

Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Mary

The door made a creaking sound and I grimaced. No not again. I couldn’t handle being sprayed by the hose again, Beatrice and Annie had come in here two more times since tying me up and soaked me with the ice cold water from the laundry hose. My entire body was numb for the cold, I had lost circulation to my hands and feet hours ago. I had started to lose hope that I would love through the night. The only thing keeping me alive was my need to avenge Anya’s needless death.

I heard a set of footsteps rounding the corner.

“Puh..puh… please, na..na..no more.” I managed to get out, unable to stop my teeth from clacking together due to the amount of shivering my body was doing. My vision was fading in and out and I get dizzy. I tried to fight the lose of consciousnesses, knowing I needed to talk to these girls and make them see reason.

Then I saw them , two deep red orbs starring back at me.

“Nik…” I whispered barely able to get his name out, before I lost consciousness.

I still couldn’t find the strength to open my eyes or to speak again. Nikolai started to rub my wrists first, trying to get

all,” he roared, his tone taking on a

hurt, after all I am just a meal to him. After a short while his body seemed to relax into my touch, he wrapped his arm around me cradling my head with his hand as pulled me tightly against

whispered quietly under his breath. I had no clue what the last part of the sentence meant but I could tell he was worried about

hating all supernaturals, tonight, with the darkness as our cover, I would relax into the comfort the Vampire King was providing me with. I felt him stiffen again as I snuggled into his chest, inhaling his scent, he smelt so good, like sandalwood with some earthy tones. The same scent I use to use,

increase and I felt myself start to panic. “Shit, he’s angry again.’ But I didn’t have the strength to pull

 

arm, that had been cradling my head, he brought out in front of him. I could suddenly smell what had made him so angry as the smell of iron waft by. I was still bleeding from my head wound, is this why I felt so weak still? I barely had the energy to open my eyes, but I needed to see him, I needed to be prepared for whatever was to come from his anger. What I didn’t expect to see was his bringing his hand to his face, and licking my blood off of him. The way his face looked after he tasted should’ve scared me, but it sent a wave of pleasure through my body. He looked like a person who had had their first piece of chocolate after being on a diet, he looked like he was ready to devour me. I stiffened

He bit into his hand, the meaty part between the thumb and the forefinger, causing it to

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