Book 2

**Allesandro**

I hear Cilia’s heartbeat thump wildly as I sink my teeth into her neck. Her blood flows into my mouth and down my throat as her whimpers make my dick thicken. Such a an obedient slave. Submitting to her master like a good girl. I hold her by the waist with on arm and groan against her neck. “Delicious.”
“Master,” she whimpered, “Please, don’t take too much.”
I drink more of her and reluctantly retract my teeth from her neck. I can feel her growing weaker and I know that I’ve taken too much. I bite into my wrist and force it against her mouth. “Drink up, love.”
She drinks and moans against my skin. Something about her makes me want to keep her locked up for myself. To make her mine. My cock thickens as she continues to drink. I need to be gentle, but she tiny moans are making it hard to keep it under control. Since the first time I drank form her, I knew I was going to be addicted to her taste.
“There, there,” I murmured, “You’re okay now, love.”
“Master, let me serve you.” Cilia whispered.
She slid one hand down my chest and stopped at the waistband of my pants. I grit my teeth and suck in a breath as her fingers cause a twitch in my cock. She really has no idea how much she affects me.
“What is it you desire, love?” I asked, my voice low and seductive.
“To please you, master.”
I loosen my grip on her and bring my finger to her cheek. I stroke her skin softly and lean back. “On your knees, love.”
I feel my fangs scrape my bottom lips as I watch my good girl slide down to the floor and kneel between my legs. She raises her head and licks her lips. Cilia tugs on my pants and watches as my cock springs free.
“You’re so hard, my lord.” She murmurs as her fingers wrap around my length.
“Only for my obedient servant. Put Master’s dick in your mouth and serve me.”
She wrapped her lips around the head and moaned. I find it hard to be gentle when it comes to Cilia. The way her mouth feels makes something snap inside me. I want nothing but to shove her to the floor and impale my dick inside her hot pussy. Everything in my mind is telling me to do it but don’t. Because if I do what I want, I’ll sink my teeth in her neck and drain her blood.
“Fuck,” I lean my head back and groan, “Your mouth is so hot.”
Cilia takes me out of her mouth and whispers. “Please, Master. I need you.” 
***
I wasn't stupid. I've heard the whispers among my kingdom. It's been years since the witches tried anything. A war was brewing. A war between the witches, werewolves, and vampires.
Jaxson coming here proved just that.
“Your Majesty, shall I bring your breakfast?”
“Yes, bring me Cilia.”
The young boy bowed his head and scurried away from my chambers. When he returned, Cilia walked in nervously and knelt at my feet. She held out her wrists and whispered softly. “My King, let me feed you.”
Her head was tilted down.
I smiled down at her, taking each of her wrists in my hands.
I brought her here from an auction I attended a few months ago. She was perfect in every way.
Submissive.
Obedient.
Pure.
100% virgin.
I thought back to Jaxson’s words.
I dropped Cilia’s wrists.
I flexed my jaw as I let the information set in. The witches were at it again. They wanted to take out the vampires and the werewolves by causing a war between us. I glanced over to the slave kneeling at my feet. She held out her wrist, offering herself to me. I took her wrist, exposing my fangs and bit into her flesh. She whimpered as I sucked the blood and let the sweet taste slide down my throat.
I pulled my teeth out of her wrist and licked the blood off her delicate skin. I brought my wrist up to my mouth and bit into it and held it to her mouth. “Drink.”
She obeyed, drinking a fair amount and moaned. Pulling my wrist away from her, I said. “Go to your room and rest.”
“Yes, Master.”
I leaned back in my chair and sighed. My thoughts went back to a memory of Jaxson and me when we were just kids.
“Eww. you drink blood.” Jaxson scrunched his nose up.
“This isn’t blood, it’s my vitamins. My father told me so.”
Jaxson grabbed the cup out of my hand and sniffed. “That’s blood.”
“No, it isn’t.” I clenched my jaw, yanking the cup back out of his hand.
“Prove it. Let me taste it and I’ll tell you if it is, or not.”
“Fine.” I let out a huff and rolled my eyes.
Jaxson took a drink and shrugged his shoulders. “Hmm, not bad. That, my friend, is in fact blood.”
My father cleared his throat and raised his brow. “Son, it’s time for Jaxson to go home. His mother is here to pick him up.”
Jaxson’s mother narrowed her eyes at my father and hissed. “How could you let him drink that?! Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Come on baby, we’re leaving. Right now.”
I opened my eyes and frowned. If I’d never gave him that drink, he would’ve never triggered the demon wolf in him. It was all my fault. After that day, our parents separated us. Today is the first time I’d seen him since we were younger.
I rose from my chair and glanced at my guard. “Bring me the slave that was just in here. I have a job for her.”
The guard returned with Cilia and left us. I stood behind her and whispered in her ear. “Did you miss me, love?”
“Yes, Master.” She replied.
“I can smell your arousal. Did you think of me when you came on your fingers?”
“I-I didn’t cum, Master. You said I only cum when you tell me to.”
“That’s right, little one. Let me see if you’re telling me the truth. Strip and lie down on the bed. Thighs spread, pussy open wide.”
My dick pulsed as she took off her robe. I stripped down to my boxer briefs and knelt at the end of the bed. I closed my eyes and inhaled her intoxicating scent. Sweet. Pure. Mine.
I gripped her thighs and spread them further apart. She held her slit open, obeying me like a good girl. I slid one hand between her legs, tracing her swollen clit with one finger. She arched her back and moaned softly.
“Good girl. Do you wish to cum?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Beg for it, slave. Show me how desperate you are for your Master’s dick.”
“Master, please. I need you.”
“My sweet little virgin. So pure and innocent. Tell me, will you do as I ask of you?”
“I’ll do anything for you.”
I grinned. “Anything? Even kill for me?”
“If that’s what my Master wants. All I need is you.”
“Hmm,” I hummed. “I want you to do a job for me.”
“Anything.”
“I want you to bring me the guard outside the door and stab him with this. If you do a good job, I’ll give you a reward.”
“You’ll fuck me?”
“Yes,” I held her chin with two fingers and my thumb. “I’ll fuck your tight cunt real good. Make you bleed on my dick. Take you hard and fast. Would you like that, my obedient servant?”
“Yes, Master. I was born to bleed for you.”
“Bring him. And Cilia, you’ll need this.” I whispered, placing a silver dagger on her belly.
Little did Cilia know, the guard betrayed me. He’d been conspiring with the witches.
I watched Cilia take the dagger and put her robe back on. Smart girl. She would need that if she was going to be successful in killing him. She slid the dagger inside her pocket and stepped outside.
“Master Allesandro wants to see you.” I heard her say in a hushed whisper.
The guard came in first with Cilia behind him.
“What…”
Cilia stabbed him in the back, causing him to gasp in surprise. The bastard didn’t even see it coming. Such a pity. Not. Sorry. Not sorry. Cilia pulled the dagger out as he fell to his knees.
“W-why?” he choked out.
“Because you betrayed me.
Cilia surprised me when she held the dagger to his chest and whispered. “Traitor, nobody betrays Master and lives.”
My dick twitched in excitement when she plunged it into his chest and twisted it. Then, again. She pulled it out and stepped to the side, watching his body go limp. Down to a pile of ash. I took a few steps and took the dagger from her and kissed her.
“Such an obedient servant. So. Damn. Good. Strip and lie down on the bed. I want to reward you.”
“You’ll fuck me now?”
“Yes. I’m not going to stop until you’re bleeding out for me.”