Angel
Shane
The angel of death closed her mouth, her lips glistened, and I wanted to lick up what she missed. Max urged me forward, but instead, I watched as she attempted to suck all of my cum to the front of her mouth. It swished and made a satisfying sound. A low growl fell from my lips as I realized what she planned to do. She held my gaze as she leaned forward and opened her mouth. Before she could spit it out, I was behind her, and my hand was over her lips. It was almost too easy. For once, I didn’t put too much thought to not hurting her. I’d take what I wanted, with no consequence, no fucking guilt, and I wouldn’t spare a thought to what she wanted.
Adea’s eyes glowed as my wolf mate pushed forward. She growled as best she could with a mouthful of cum and I growled back. I loved that look in her eyes. Her body jerked, followed by her muffled scream. Princess wasn’t happy, and that only made me giddy. I didn’t want her happy. I wanted her miserable. I wanted her mind filled with thoughts of me and only me. Only then could I hold her attention. Hate is greater than love.
I’d given her a few days to replay every moment of our first night together, to crave me, and what’s the first thing she does? She seeks out the company of another. My men find her alone with a man. She didn’t spread her legs for him, but the room smelled of her sex. He’d pleased her, had his fingers… his tongue in what was mine. I had one rule, one expectation, one fucking hope, and she couldn’t even do that.
Scoffing, I shook my head, and her eyes narrowed. Yet she expected me to sit by and let it happen? Adea isn’t the only one that can entertain the opposite sex. I fucked the first girl to beg for my cock. Watching her face as anger and pain flashed across her features was everything I needed it to be. Her hate was festering like an open wound.
My growl turned into a groan as she struggled to get free. Her sinful body rubbing against mine dragged me from the vision of tears in her eyes. It left a hollow feeling somewhere inside of me, but I pushed it aside. She’d never get rid of me. I decided how long she had to deal with me. I wield the power and only I had the key to her cage. I hoarded it, no, I hoarded her like a dragon over treasure. Adea would be mine for as long as I deemed fit. She wouldn’t go anywhere, couldn’t escape me, and I would have my fill. I fought the urge to nuzzle her hair and breathe in her scent.
“Don’t act like you don’t like it,” I teased. Adea twisted and turned, but I refused to release her. “Swallow it like a good girl and I might play nice.”
My other hand wrapped around her throat and squeezed. I knew the effect it would have, and I was right. I’d pissed her off. More so than I already had. She thrashed as she fought me. Her hair whipped against my face as she ignored the firm grip I had on her throat. She opened her mouth and I could feel the warmth of my cum against skin. Her teeth moved as she tried to bite me. Adea couldn’t see me and I didn’t bother holding back my smile. Being this close to her, I could smell him on her, and the corners of my lips drooped.
Inhaling deeply, I scented and failed to recognize him. Traces of a spell lingered on her. Who the fuck was this guy? Whoever he was, he wasn’t the human I’d met the other day. Mentally, I tsked. As soon as Odis told me she was meeting someone, I had already dismembered him in my head. I’d taken my time breaking every bone in his body before tearing off his limbs. I’d looked forward to it, and now I wondered if I could still do it and pretend I didn’t know the wiser.
Did a King need to explain why he executed peasants?
For the second time tonight, Max, we agree.
Whoever had touched what was mine was a dead man. Adea hadn’t changed. Her body stilled and her shoulders shake with anger. She was stubborn, and I licked my lips as I waited. A minute later, I felt her throat move as she swallowed. I squeezed and could hear her heartbeat pick up. No matter how mad she was with me, she couldn’t stop her body from craving me. Leaning down, my lips hovered an inch away from her ear.
“At least pretend you don’t like it,” I whispered.
Releasing her throat and mouth, she gasped and touched her neck as I stood to my feet. I could hear her inhale as she gulped for air. I ran my fingers through my hair as I stared down at her. Her exposed skin demanded I bite her over and over again, but the slick that dripped down her thigh reminded me of what she’d been doing only moments before I came in here.
With him, I had no choice but to expect it. I knew she would fuck him. She always did, but I couldn’t even deal with that. This life is fucking with my mind. When I met her here, she hadn’t already been marked, at least not in the way that counts to our kind. On top of that, she hadn’t been a virgin. Her purity hadn’t been taken, she’d given it freely. How many men followed the first? What did I have to do to get her to give me a hint?
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