Chapter 47

Garne leads me through the manion, talking about his favourite game the entire time, he even goes as far as to name the characters that i don’t know and their role in the story. It has me enthralled. Not that i care about the story at all, but i know that he is doing it to make me feel better and calm my nerves, so i make myself listen. Even when i don’t want to.
I look around the kitchen, wondering why we have done this far, “Where is Mihai interrogating the ones who have betrayed him?”
Garne looks down at me as we cross the kitchen into another hallway, “Down in the basement, though it is more of a prison.” he says, shaking his head in disgust. “And you don’t want to be down there for long, the stench is vile.”
“This place has a dungeon?” i ask, shocked and a little bit intrigued.
I've always read about Nati lords each having their own dungeons, but i have never seen one with my own eyes. I never wanted to, until now.
Call it what you want, but torture and death are as much a part of my life as breathing, and there is no point hiding from it. Just because i don’t want to die doesn’t mean that i have ever been afraid of death, in fact, i have a rather unhealthy fascination with it.
Does that make me weird? Possibly.
Do i care? No.
I like who i am, even the messy parts, i just have to get used to the fact that i am not who i thought i was, and once i do that, I'll be back to my old self.
“Of course we have a dungeon.” he says, rolling his eyes, “Where do you think we take those that we capture?”
My blood runs cold, “You mean humans?”
Garne looks down at me, his eyes softening, “We have to eat, Mae, and even if you don’t like it right now, eventually you’ll have to do the same.”
I don’t like that idea, I've never harmed an innocent before, and i don’t want too either. But Garne is right, if i want to live I'll have to learn to just do it. Whether i think it is wrong or not.
We descend a set of barely lit steps, and with each movement of my body, i feel more and more nervous. Not about what i will see, but about how Mihai will respond to me coming to see him.
Will he tell me to leave? Will he ever want to see me again after what i said to him?
I hope he welcomes me with open arms, because i really don’t want to go back to that room alone, especially when i spent all this time trying to find him.
“He’s right this way.” Garne says, leading me through a heavy metal door.
I spot Mihai as soon as i enter the brightly lit room, he’s leaning over a body, drenched in blood, and he’s cutting out their tongue. I feel oddly alive seeing him this way, and ignore Garne’s warning to stay back as i walk forward, trying to get the Nati’s attention.
“Mihai.” I call, stepping into the light.
He stops, the sliced out tongue in his hands as he drops the body and turns to look at me, his eyes wide, “Mae, what are you doing here?” he asks, dropping the tongue and wiping his hand on his trousers.
He thinks I'm mortified seeing him like this, but I'm not, I've never been so turned on in all my life.
I look at him, not saying a word as i close the gap between us, pulling on his arms and wrapping them around myself.
“let’s have sex.” i say, pressing my swollen breasts into his chest.
Mihai's eyes widen further, but they also darken with lust, “Right here?” he asks, and i nod.
“Right here.” I repeat, my voice thick with need. “Now.”
Mihai looks around the room, dozens of men watching us, “Leave, all of you, and take the bodies with you.” He commands, the room going silent within seconds.
I lean close to his ear, “Leave the bodies.”
Mihai looks down at me, shocked, but i can also see the excitement in his eyes, and i can tell that he likes this side of me.
A soldier picks up one of the bodies, ready to take it away, but my Nati stops him, once again ordering him to leave, and he does, without the body.
Mihai lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asks softly, giving me the opportunity to back out.
But i don’t want to back out.
Instead of answering i lean forward, pressing my lips against his in a soft kiss, and within a single breath, he devours me whole.
He rips the dressing gown open and throws it to the floor whilst still holding me against him, the knife i had hidden there clattering on the ground.
He breaks the kiss to look down at the knife, smiling wildly, “So paranoid.” He teases.
I smile back, playing with a strand of his hair, “Look who’s talking.” I reply, licking blood from his cheek.
Mihai takes a sharp intake of breath as my tongue cleans the side of his face, a moan breaking free from my lips, and then in the blink of an eye i am laid on my back in a pool of blood, my legs spread wide.
“Tell me what you want.” He says, peppering kissing to my jaw and neck.
I throw my head back, savouring the feeling of his lips against my skin, “I want you to devour me whole.” i whisper, the blood that is all around me soaking into my skin, making me feel alive.
Mihai stops, looking down at my silk nightdress as he takes in the beauty of it on my body, and then, he rips it off, throwing it over the dead man's face.
“He doesn’t get look at you.” he says with a possessive growl, causing me to clench my legs shut.
I have never been so wet and ready in all of my life, and I'm reading to take him inside of me, but he isn’t done playing with me yet.
Mihai slowly peppers kisses down my body, leaving a trail of blood where his hands roam my flesh. I scream out when he bites my inner thigh, pain and pleasure mixing together in the most wonderful ways.
He spreads me legs wider, his tongue dancing over the most sensitive parts of me, and making me come alive with want.
Fuck. I need this. I need it so bad that it hurts.
He flicks his tongue in the most skilful way, making me tremble beneath him and beg for more. And he gives me more, until i am screaming and sweating, and until i can no longer handle being so empty.
“Please!” I beg, my hands pulling at his hair.
“Tell me what you want.” He says against my clit, torturously slowing the movement of his tongue.
I throw my head back, and wail in frustration, “I want to feel your dick inside of me.”
He smiles against me and stops so suddenly that i want to scream at him, but before i can, he pulls off his trousers and slams himself inside of me, filling me so quickly that i can barely catch my breath.
And then he devours me whole, just like i asked him to.