The Vampire Kings Slave Mate

Chapter 11: Nikolai

My heart pounded in my chest as I opened the door, not knowing what I would find, not knowing what condition Mary would be. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room, when they did, I saw a figure huddled in the corner, and my heart skipped a beat. I could barely hear the mumbled pleading coming from her, asking her tortures to stop. And then she whispered my name, and I came undone. I ran to her, wanting nothing more than to save her from this nightmare. All the anger I had at her disobeying my command vanished, I wanted to protect her from all evils in this world. I wanted to keep her safe.

I felt my anger beginning to build up as I got a closer look at Mary’s wounds. How could those women do this to her, how could they treat another human like this.

“I’m going to fucking kill them all.” I roared, my aura whipping around in the room.

I felt Mary’s tiny cold has squeeze my arm, and I instantly calmed down. I didn’t want her to be afraid of me. She hadn’t reacted to my aura earlier when we were together, but I didn’t know how she’d react to it now. I couldn’t risk her having an aversion to me, not when she was already so weak.

“You’re so cold Mo’ Aparouehhúň,” I whispered under my breath, barely registering that I was talking to her in my native tongue and that I had called her my precious. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)How had she become something so meaningful to me, in the short amount of time that I had known her.

trying to get her blood flowing, when the redness had decreased from where her wounds due to the binding being to tight, I pulled her in my arms, cradling her close to me, trying to warm her, and also using her scent to calm me down. She nuzzled into my chest and I could feel

to move just enough away from her that my focus wasn’t on her pulsing jugular when I felt a hot warm liquid on my hand. I could smell the scent of blood in the air, her blood. I could feel my aura increasing and this time I couldn’t calm it down. They’d hurt her, they’d left her here to bleed out. They didn’t

had tasted in the millennia that I had been alive. The taste of her blood had to be one of small delicacies of this world. I felt Mary stiffen in my arms as she let out a small gasp. I looked

started to flutter shut again like she’d lost all of her strength and I could feel her pulse start to weaken. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)No, I couldn’t lose her yet,

my blood ooze out before brining it to her lips. “Drink Moč Aparolehhbé.” I whispered into her

top of her lip. She seemed to enjoy the taste of my blood, as she pulled my hand further into her mouth, biting down aggressively, making me hiss. I could smell her arousal, the scent enticing, everything about her made me

right now at least, right now

little one.” I managed to groan out trying to keep the lust I was feeling from my voice. “Keep

to wiggle on my lap, her orgasm growing closer, her scent becoming stronger, with each drop of my blood she gulped down. I could feel my own arousal increasing with each passing second, I could only hope she couldn’t feel the

her pulse strong again. I let out a sigh of relief, before I stood up, still holding onto her tightly, as I thought of