Prince Darrius

Chapter 60

Time passes, maybe half the night at least. I spend the whole time in bed with Darrius – who is hell bent on making sure I can never walk again.

"I wanna... sleep..." I protest to Darrius, who has ordered I lie face down while he kisses every inch of my bare skin. It felt amazing, and I was so sleepy.

"No," Darrius growls, lightly biting my shoulder, "You can't sleep yet."

"When?" I ask dreamily, my face buried in a pillow with my arms hugging it in front of me. Sleep sounded like the best thing ever right now – I was truly spent.

"When I'm finished," Darrius orders, kissing where he bit me to sooth the pain.

After hours of no intrusion, there is a light knock at the door.

"Darrius," It's Leah, "Are you in there?"

"This better be important," he snarls back at the door. He really was a prince – getting exactly what he wanted. Commanding his followers with that deep, authoritative tone. Just thinking about it suddenly makes me all wet again and I wiggle my hips.

"Johnathan is back," Leah responds.

I feel Darrius slide off me and get off the bed, going towards his black leather pants on the ground without hesitation.

"I'm coming," Darrius reassures Leah and I take a moment to register what is going on.

Johnathan was back?

"What about Claudia?" I ask, struggling to get up. Darrius quickly comes back over to me and gives me a cruel hard kiss, while at the same time pushing me back own, a hand firmly on the small of my back.

"You stay right here," he growls low at me, "Understand? Get some sleep – you'll need it for later." The menacing threat does wonderful things to my insides.

Darrius stalks out of the room after Leah – somehow he still has energy.

I lie still for minutes – contemplating getting up. I want to sleep but sleep is held back by a nagging instinct to see what is going on. I slowly slide out of bed onto the floor, taking blankets with me, I stretch as much as I can. Almost all of me aches from Darrius' glorious love making.

I get to my knees, and with some effort I stand up, half asleep. I wobble to the bathroom and turn on the shower, hoping it'll wake me up.

I finish with the shower quickly – going to grab a new dress. I choose a red one. Something more formal. I felt more like a princess now; a thoroughly fucked princess.

It felt damn good.

I don't bother with shoes and make my way out of Darrius' room. I head straight for the main hall – hoping that's where everyone will be.

****

I walk into the main hall to find many vampires looking up towards the thrones, where the King stands, arms crossed against his chest, with Darrius. Everyone is watching.

I push my way through and the vampires make way for the princess. Finally showing me some respect.

I come to a stop just on the edge, because I see that Johnathan is being held down in chains on a chair, looking calmly up at his father and brother.

Darrius glances at me but for once doesn't seem too concerned about my presence. He is more focused on Johnathan.

"Tell me exactly what made you change your mind, son," The King asks coldly, "And tell me you are joking."

"I do not serve you anymore," Johnathan says in a cold, dead tone, "I serve the Queen of Darkness – my saviour. I pledge my allegiance with Jaime."