Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97229 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97229 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
I opened my eyes to see his smile. The green of his hooded eyes was dirty but pure.
“Offer yourself to me,” Hans said, and his voice was so self-assured. “Offer me your sacred little pussy like a good girl.”
I no longer wanted to run. My panting had shifted from fear to want.
To need.
Oh God, I needed him.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Acceptance of the body is so good for the soul. You want to offer me that sacred little pussy. I know you do.”
“Yes,” I said. “I do.”
“So, do it. Be brave and show me.”
With that, I took a breath and did what I was told. I pulled my tights and panties down and stepped out of the wet lace, and then I kicked the pile of clothes away, leaving just me, naked and vulnerable. His to consume and use however he chose.
The acceptance of my fate felt bizarrely liberating when the panic eased away. There was a level of peace under the terror that lit up my soul. Finally, it was coming. Truly. The time was coming.
“Spread your legs,” Hans told me, and I did it.
I spread my legs and stood before him like a child standing before their teacher, desperate for instruction, and praise, and reward.
The look in the vampire’s eyes gave me all the praise I could ever need.
“You’re so slick and wet for me, it’s beautiful,” he said, and I smiled.
He gestured me to spin.
I turned for him like a naked ballerina, as dainty as I could be on nervous tiptoes.
“Perfect,” he told me, and I believed him. For once in my life, I believed I was worth something.
The thought came hard and sharp.
I hadn’t truly realised how little I thought of myself.
“Oh, sweetheart,” Hans said, and pressed himself up behind me. “I can’t wait to show you what it really feels like to be loved.”
Loved.
“Yes,” he told me. “Loved. I’ve loved you since before you were born. I’m going to show you that.”
He’s going to show me how well he can make me hurt, too.
“Indeed, I am.”
His teeth grazed my shoulder from behind and I thought he might sink his teeth into my neck right there on the spot, but he didn’t. He pulled my hair loose from its bun instead, so it tumbled free.
It made me feel even more naked and natural for him.
With that, he stepped away and gestured to the bed.
“I’m going to take it all from you now. Get yourself up there.”
I was silent as I followed his command, at strange ease as I climbed up onto his mattress and laid down on my back for him, my arms above my head in perfect submission.
I didn’t make a sound as he climbed up next to me and looked me straight in the eye.
“I’m going to take that sacred treasure from you now, little one. Open your legs nice and wide for me.”
Chapter Ten
My skin burnt wherever his eyes roamed. The bite marks on my tits were still hurting, pulsing fresh as he looked at me.
And soon I was going to get more of them.
“Open your legs,” Hans said again. “Show me your innocence.”
I was nervous as I spread my thighs under the full glow of the chandelier overhead. I wished I was a girl who was better prepared. Who shaved or waxed, or–
“No,” Hans whispered. “Your pussy is perfect as it is.”
I spread my legs a bit wider, self-consciousness easing.
“Show me all of you,” he said, and I did as I was told. I hitched my thighs as wide as they would go.
He smiled as he looked at the wisps of hair, and my glistening wetness, letting out a glorious moan. He wanted me so much it gave me flushes. They were gorgeous flushes to have.
Fuck.
It was going to happen.
Hans was going to fuck me.
My clit was tingling like crazy before he so much as laid a finger on me. I was lifting my hips from the bed as soon as he placed a hand on my thigh.
“See how fickle the body can be?” he laughed. “Wanting to run one minute, desperate for touch the next. We are more than our flesh, but our bodies truly are sacred temples, there to serve our souls.”
His words hit me deep, but they were more of a rhythm of meaning rather than coherent thoughts. I was too caught up in the crazy moment.
I whimpered as he brushed the very tips of his fingers up the inside of my thigh.
Please…
“Wait,” he said. “Patience.”
He brushed my thigh again, getting closer. I squirmed, trying to get his fingers against my pussy, but he wouldn’t give them to me.
“I said wait, Katherine,” he told me, his voice lower this time. “Take what you’re given.”
I had to tip my head back and grit my teeth, hardly able to stand it. His fingers were almost touching me, so close I could feel the heat of him and my clit was throbbing so hard it was on fire.