King's POV
Niaomi couldn't take dick which was highly irritating. I got halfway inside her and she was begging me to not go any deeper because it hurt her stomach. I mean, I knew my díck was rather large but she was making it seem like I had a drill.
I compromised by letting her orgasm and then she finished me off by giving me head. She was asleep at the moment and it was only 5 in the morning and I was wide awake, not even exhausted. I sat by the window in the hotel room, running my hands through my long hair that she had been pulling on most of the night. I was plotting my future travels, wanting to hit all the corners of the United States, going to local bars, people washed up, with nothing to go for. Then I'd go to a few churches, just for my own guilty pleasures.
I debated if I should bring the girl along with me as a I traveled by fear she'd catch on to me a little too quickly, I glanced back at her unconscious body, the sheets covered her nudity and I could smell her scent fill the room. I had fùcked her through and through and yet I still wasn't satisfied.
Bullshít.
I slowly rose to my feet, making my way towards her and I trailed my fingertips acros her spine and she shuddered.
Humans were fascinating creatures, all to which I didn't know how to even embrace the fact that I had once been one. Centuries ago yes and still I wondered what made her come to bed with me so easily.
I moved my hands up across her neck, slowly touching the soft skin she possessed and her vein which seemed to almost vibrate under my touch. I felt the blood racing faster, picking abrupt speed almost teasing me.
I sensed she had one older brother, both parents passed and she had a minimum wage job.
She turned to look at me, rubbing her eyes and smiling. "Hey there." She whispered and I turned my head to the side, slowly propping myself in front of her.
"No words?" She asks as she widens her legs for me. Her pùssy was growing wet with arousal and my unsatisfied díck was twitching to life, I needed another release and I needed to do my job. She pressed her lips to my jaw as I rubbed my hand across her breasts. They were a decent size and her nipples hardened, my fingers rubbing on the sensitive skin that overlapped her breasts; I could almost feel her heartbeat.
She moaned softly, moving her petite hands down my chest and pulling on my boxers.
She spoke dirty words to me but I ignored her attempt, I was focused on one thing and one thing only.
I leaned down, slowly kissing between her breasts as I reached for a condom.
I slid it on my dïck and positioned myself at her centre, her wetness pouring out as I slid myself in and she whimpered, clutching onto my body as I gave her hard strokes. I didn't do slow...only with...Skye.
I flexed my hips into hers, feeling her pùssy contract around my díck as her moans got louder. The sounds of our bodies colliding echoed through the room as I moved my mouth to her neck.
"Oh yes. Don't stop." She begged and I felt her orgasm approaching. Her back arching higher and higher and she squealed and in that moment, I sank my teeth into her flesh. Her vein tearing through as I inserted my venom into her system.
She screamed and her body contracted, as her blood hit my tongue.
Luckily I had fed the night before or else she would have been a dead woman.
As her orgasm wavers off, I retreat from her neck, wiping my mouth as her body goes limp, her mouth parts as she lets out hard pants.
Her eyes are dialted and she doesn't move, I prepare for the first trimester of her transformation as she begins to shake violently.
Thrashing on the bed, gurgling and making other unintelligent noises.
She struggles for air as I rise to my feet and slip the condom off and tossing it in the trash.
Her eyes cross and her body lifts off the bed, heavily and then collapses back down.
I take this time to go take my shower, I knew she would just be groaning for the next few hours and people would figure she was having back to back rounds of sex.
I washed myself of her scent and kept my hair down, throwing on some black slacks and a white button up.
I walked back into the room and was hunched over, I observed her skin tone as it began to whiten some, it would only remain that way until her first feed.
Her eyes were closed and her body twitched, I looked outside the window, trying to discover what the next of my plan was going to be.
"What have you done to me?" Days have passed and Niaomi was now an immortal, I didn't care for her one bit and all she had towards me was confusion. With that being said she was forced to follow me around and take my word for everything I said.
"Welcome to immortality my darling," I tease and her red eyes flicker down on mine. Since the transformation, her blonde hair grew longer and her back straightened, she was infuriated no doubt but it only lasted a mere few moments.
"Immortality? As in?" Her voice held an attitude that was beginning to piss me off and I turned my back to her to pack the rest of my clothes. "What are you craving?" I simply ask, I had no time to explain it to her, she needed to use her common sense and answer her own question.
Her eyes widen and she winces, "Holy fuck, what kind of Twilight spinoff relationship is this?" She asks and I correct her almost immediately. "I'm no Edward Cullen Niaomi. I don't believe in love. I created you for one thing and one thing only: I'm creating an empire." I state and she folds her arms across her bare chest. "To what? Fight?" She asks and I throw her t-shirt towards her to slip on. I was tired of staring at her naked body.
"Starting out yes and then settling in a kingdom." I reply with a shrug and she softens her facial expression.
"I'm the first you've created?" She asks me and I nod. "So you're randomly turning people?" She asks me and shrugs her top on. "Subsequently so. I needed a female so you can turn males." I inform her as I watch her search for pants. I look towards the front door where her panties laid and she quickly got up to get them.
"Why can't you?" She asks as she slides them on. Her questions were annoying but I only wanted to explain this once. "Because the only way to change someone is through the process, I changed you. The bridge of an orgasm." I explain and she scoffs, "That rule is mad." She states and I shrug.
I didn't write the rules, I just enforced them.
"So I've been told. But, you're traveling with me around the States. I want the corners of this country invaded in and I want to at least change 10-20 males and females per state." I say as I pick up my suitcase and she clears her throat.
"I'm not sleeping with 100 people for this damn empire. I'm going I be as loose as a goose." He says and I roll my eyes. "Don't worry, your body is now in that state permanently. Internal has remained the same as well. You can grow hair and such by your body parts cannot be moved or punctured unless its by another supernatural creature."
She seemed to happy to know this- it was giving her an excuse to sleep around which made me happy that I picked a slut to do the job.
"So...boss man, what do I call you?" She ask and I almost smirk.
It was like asking Superman what to call him.
Who Batman was.
"King, because that's what I am to you now." I reply and I see she's intimidated and yet in awe all at once.
Exactly what I needed.
"So what's the plan, my King?"
My King.
I enjoyed that title more than just simply King.
It gave it more of a professional sound and made me feel like royalty- which I was.
"I will pay for your support room and immediately after I want you to prawl the town and search of a good candidate to add to the empire. I entrust that you will choose someone worthy of joining my empire. Get as many as you can for tonight and I will do the same. Once you have turned them, bring them into my room." I instruct and she nods her head.
"You will bow before you exit my presence, understood?" I demand and she bows, lifting er head slightly.
"Yes, my King. I'll make you proud!" She says with a wide grin.
"Oh and Niamoi, don't make me regret that I chose you. I had a collapsed Kingdom and I don't want think you want to know what happened to those who displeased me." I quickly add.
I had to strike fear into her mind, after all: Fear is the strongest emotion.
I had gathered 6 more females by the end of the day, all to which were enduring their transformation in the same room.
It was 11 at night and I had grown exhausted, the usage of my venom took a lot of energy out of me and I could see Niaomi was quickly learning that as well as she came through my hotel door with her 8th body.
Another young man with dark brown hair and was in his early 30s.
"My King, I'm thirsty, I almost killed him once I tasted his blood." She admits and I take the body from her, the man clenching together as I put him on the bed.
"Before we leave the state, we're all going to feed and move on to New Mexico." I remembered my brother was currently stating there and I debated whether to skip the state or not. Perhaps I'd let my small group of newborns attack and I'd distract him, whichever came first.
Niaomi nods, taking heavy deep breathes.
"Now shower, you reek of sex." I say crippling and she bows before retreating to the shower.
I take in the scent of blood, venom and sex in the air, consuming my irrelevant lungs and I smiled to myself.
Farrah was going to rue the day she tried I ruin me.
My phone rang in my pocket and I frowned when it was Taylor, "Shouldn't you be resting?" I growl into the reciever as I took a seat by the window.
"And shouldn't you be here next to Skye's body? She marked on you after all." He replies back in the same tone. As thoughts of Skye begin to form in my head-no scratch that- my whole body.
I shut it down instantly. Everything once again tuned out as I deleted the memory. "But I'm not and you are, that's all that matters. Why are you calling me?" I ask, rolling my eyes and I hear him scoff. His husky voice clearly agitated by my reply.
"I know you wouldn't care. I was just calling to tell you that she's doing alright. She moves her legs often and Christopher thinks she's experiencing flashbacks from her past life." He says and I feel my anger boil.
"If I cared, I'd be there." I simply say and hang up the phone. Speaking those words made me nauseated to a point I couldn't explain.
I didn't care about how Taylor was doing.
And I certainly didn't care about the conditions of Skye.
Jesus Christ, saying her name made my unsatsified hunger return.
I needed to fuck and then feed.
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Whoop. Slow start I know. But there's a change in point of views in the next update.
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