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I woke up slowly, drifting out of sleep little by little. The bed was like a cloud, it was so comfortable. But then ruined the piece by looking up at the clock the hung on the wall. Oh no. 6 pm, I'd overslept. Shoot. I shot up from bed and opened the door to Damon's and froze. There was a large figure on the bed. Damon was still asleep. I crept closer, curious, and my heart almost stopped.
He was only clad in underwear and I could see how beautifully formed his body was. He face looked almost innocent in slumber, a wisp of hair lay on his forehead. God he was hot, I could not stop myself from reaching forward to brush it aside but right when my fingers made contact, his eyes shot open. Everything was a blur after that, and next thing I knew I was on the bed beneath him.
"What were you doing?" he asked. I could feel his almost naked body against mine, and I could not meet his gaze as blood flowed hot through my cheeks. "God you're beautiful when you blush," he planted soft kisses on my cheeks. My heart was pounding like I was about to have a heart attack as I felt one of his hands brush down my waist.
"Master, I'm sorry it won't happen again," I apologized but he continued touching me. "Master... ," I protested because I didn't want to have another problem with him.
"I'm hungry. Mm, you smell so good," he groaned and I could feel his breath on my neck. His fangs pierced my skin then but this time, there was no pain.
"Ah," I could not stop myself and moaned. His breath accelerated when I did; his hands more demanding as he touched my breasts. I moaned again when he slipped his hand under the t-shirt and touched my nipples. That felt so good. I was feeling dizzy. He stopped drinking but continued kissing my neck... then my cheek. Then his lips were so close to mine that I could sniff the scent of my blood, God my blood.
"Kiss me, now," he demanded, and I froze. If he had kissed me on his own, I would have responded, but with his demand I didn't want to, he realized that. "Slave, I said kiss me," he repeated.
"No," I stated.
I knew I was going to be punished this time. It was the second time I didn't follow one of his orders. He didn't say a word, but then his mouth was on mine, not gently, brutally. And suddenly his hands tore my t-shirt and bra. I squirmed and screamed but the sound was muffled by the press of his mouth.
"You have to learn your place, slave," he said and looked to my naked breasts. I tried to move, but it was impossible. I felt so exposed, and I could feel his manhood hard against my thigh, "Do I have to hurt you to make you understand?" I shook my head. One of his fingers trailed down the valley between my breast. I didn't realize I had tears in my eyes till they streaked down my temples.
Some sad expression went through his face. He'd left my mouth but he quickly returned, kissing me with so much passion and need, it was as if he was a starving man at a banquet. This kiss was amazing and before I knew it, I was responding. His lips were so soft, Oh... God. One of his hands went to my breast.
"Ah, master," I moaned when he stopped the kiss and went down to suckle my nipple. It felt so good.
"God, I want you so bad," he said before meeting my lips again. I moaned without control every new sensation was killing me. One of his hands went to the apex of my thighs...and stroked.
"Master!" I screamed and moaned at the same time, but when pushed one of his fingers in, the twinge of pain made me aware what was happening. Was I going to give myself away so easy? I mean, I was his slave, just a toy for. He was the King's son. He would just fuck me then move on to the next piece of ass, leaving me broken. I couldn't allow that, no matter the consequences. He noticed I'd stopped responding and froze above me.
"What?" he asked breathing fast.
"I... don't want to... you know," I said blushing.
"You don't want me to fuck you?" God! He was so crude! "Let me tell you something slave... I don't need your permission. I can fuck you whenever and wherever I want. You know why? Because you belong to me, " he said slowly, enunciating his every word..
"But... you said... you didn't need to force me that... you could find sex wherever you want!" I replied.
"Of course I can find sex wherever I want, I'm a royal. But it happens that I want you," he claimed.
"Oh, I see," I looked away. He was still on top of me, "Please master don't force me, you can have someone else," I begged. I looked up nervously and saw a myriad of expressions go through his face. He let me go then and got dressed and left. I remained on the bad, glued to the spot in my shock, as my mind tried to grasp everything that had just happened.
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Edited by Anakarla