Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 99529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
His angry look remained. “You shouldn’t have to ask.”
I moved toward his fangs and kissed them, tasting his own blood at the tips. Sweet like sugar, yet bitter like cinnamon.
My stomach grumbled with hunger. His eyes widened in curiosity. His cock hardened under me.
I repositioned myself, lifting my leg over to the other side of Xander so I could straddle him the way I wanted to.
He groaned.
His cock pressed against my stomach and grew right before me.
Oh my.
I blinked as the thick length expanded a few inches longer than I remembered. The width expanded even more too.
I widened my eyes.
His cock is so much bigger than before.
A tiny bit of excitement and fear shivered through my spine. “You’ve changed a lot.”
“I think this is some other form.”
None of the dominas ever saw the Quiet King’s other forms, although it never stopped people from imagining it and creating stories of horns and hooves, spiked flesh and metal skin. It was said that battle was the only time the Quiet King rose from his wheelchair and shifted into his other form.
I never talked to the soldiers that fought with him, so I had no idea how close Xander resembled him.
I wondered if the Quiet King could see, speak, or hear in this other form. He was mute, blind, and deaf. When he spoke, he did so through our minds. When he saw, it was through his fingers scraping over our skin.
I slid my hand up his cock all the way to the mushroomed tip. It vibrated against me. My body swelled with heat and need. “When did the hooves come?”
“In the Quiet King’s bedroom, right before I killed Ty and Victoria.”
I blinked.
“Seeing you bleeding out in so much pain. . .my whole body filled with rage. My feet broke apart. My skin ripped away. Hooves pushed out and raised me high into the air.”
My bottom lip quivered. “You killed Ty and Victoria?”
“Yes, and my mother.”
“Leeta?”
“No. Queen Regina. Leeta gave you the potion, so I kept her alive.”
My mouth dropped open in shock. “You. . .killed Queen Regina?”
“She tried to kill you. If anyone ever tries to hurt you, I’ll kill them.”
Xander has more changes than his physical form.
Ty, Victoria, and even his mother Queen Regina had been his family for so long, but in the end they pushed him into murder. They took a good vampire, one that only wanted to help others that couldn’t help themselves, and they tried to force him to be a king by killing me.
“No.” I landed a kiss on his cheek. “Don’t kill for me anymore. I’m here now.”
“It can’t be helped. This feeling is in my veins now. I can’t get it out. I have to protect you. I’m insane with it.”
“I’m here. You don’t need to protect me.”
“I’ve changed, queen.”
“I know.”
“You don’t.”
“No?”
“Not at all. I’m not the vampire that walked into the Quiet King’s bedroom earlier tonight. I’m not him anymore. This form changes me.”
“How?”
Xander closed his eyes. “I walked out of there. . .a monster.”
“Stop saying that.”
“Do the hooves disgust you?”
“No.” I leaned my head to the side. “Why would you say that?”
“No man should walk on hooves.”
My eyes watered. “Stop it.”
“It is true.”
I tightened my fingers around the head of his cock and squeezed. He grunted. My clit throbbed at the sound and the possibility of his newly-sized hardness inside me.
“Xander.” I licked my lips. “You’re not a man. You’re a vampire king. That means you get to walk on whatever you want to—hooves or feet.”
“And what about my queen?”
I quirked my eyebrows. “What about me?”
“Does she do whatever she desires?”
I smirked. “Of course.”
He growled so loud the walls shook. The candles’ lights flickered and wavered.
My heart boomed in my ears.
Another growl left him.
“What’s wrong?” I released him and edged away.
He caught my arms and yanked me to him, pressing my breasts against his chest. “You can’t do anything you want, not if it’s something I don’t like.”
“Who says you won’t like what I do?”
“You can’t be away from me, either.”
“Will we be going to the bathroom together, too?”
“Maybe.”
Why is he acting this way? Before, he was possessive, but battled with keeping his demands back. Now. . .now he’s scaring me.
“I need the bond back.” He pressed me harder against his massive chest as though I were no more than a little doll.
“Let me go.” I shoved at him, but couldn’t break free.
“No.” He grabbed the back of my head hard and gently tilted it away, exposing my neck.
I trembled. “Xander, what are you doing?”
“This change. . .I want all of you.”
“You have me.”
“Not your thoughts.”
“Those are mine.”
“No, queen.” The tips of his fangs slid against the hollow of my neck. Even though I didn’t want to, I shuddered in desire from their touch.
Dear Ambi. I don’t want him to bite me, but I do. . .