The Vampire Kings Slave Mate

Chapter 10: Mary
The door made a creaking sound and I grimaced. No not again. I couldn’t handle being sprayed by the hose again, Beatrice and
Annie had come in here two more times since tying me up and soaked me with the ice cold water from the laundry hose. My
entire body was numb for the cold, I had lost circulation to my hands and feet hours ago. I had started to lose hope that I would
love through the night. The only thing keeping me alive was my need to avenge Anya’s needless death.
I heard a set of footsteps rounding the corner.
“Puh..puh... please, na..na..no more.” I managed to get out, unable to stop my teeth from clacking together due to the amount of
shivering my body was doing. My vision was fading in and out and I get dizzy. I tried to fight the lose of consciousnesses,
knowing I needed to talk to these girls and make them see reason.
Then I saw them , two deep red orbs starring back at me.
“Nik...” I whispered barely able to get his name out, before I lost consciousness.
I felt the moment he reached me. I felt warm and safe, protected. They were such abnormal feelings to have, given that Nikolai,
the Vampire King, was the reason why. I heard a slicing noise and then felt my bonds loosen, I felt the blood begin to pump back
into my hands and feet,(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) I still couldn’t find the strength to open my eyes or
to speak again. Nikolai started to rub my wrists first, trying to get the blood flowing to my hands quicker. When his skin made
contact with mine it felt like I was being zapped with little sparks of pleasure, from his sudden intake of breath, I was wondering if
he felt the same thing.
“I’m going to fucking kill them all,” he roared, his tone taking on a deep menacing growl.
I used whatever strength I had left to grip his hand firmly, I didn’t want him to leave me. His body stiffened at my touch, and I felt
hurt by his reaction, I don’t know why I felt hurt, after all I am just a meal to him. After a short while his body seemed to relax into
my touch, he wrapped his arm around me cradling my head with his hand as pulled me tightly against him.
“You’re so cold, npedectb MOI.” He whispered quietly under his breath. I had no clue what the last part of the sentence meant
but I could tell he was worried about my well being.
I embraced the closeness of him and what little warmth he had to offer me. Tomorrow I would go back to hating all supernaturals,
tonight, with the darkness as our cover, I would relax into the comfort the Vampire King was providing me with. I felt him stiffen
again as I snuggled into his chest, inhaling his scent, he smelt so good, like sandalwood with some earthy tones. The same

scent I use to use, at home, to help calm me down when I was having a panic attack. Why did this monster feel like home? Why
did I feel the urge to get closer to him.
I could feel his aura increase and I felt myself start to panic. “Shit, he’s angry again.’ But I didn’t have the strength to pull myself
out of his arms, nor did I want to.
He kept one arm around me holding me tightly, but the other arm, that had been cradling my head, he brought out in front of him.
I could suddenly smell what had made him so angry as the smell of iron waft by. I was still bleeding from my head wound, is this
why I felt so weak still? I barely had the energy to open my eyes, but I needed to see him, I needed to be prepared for whatever
was to come from his anger. What I didn’t expect to see was his bringing his hand to his face, and licking my blood off of him.
The way his face looked after he tasted should’ve scared me, but it sent a wave of pleasure through my body. He looked like a
person who had had their first piece of chocolate after being on a diet, he looked like he was ready to devour me. I stiffened my
body, prepared from him to lunge at me, and suck me dry, devouring every drop of my blood.
But what he did next shocked me even more. He bit into his hand, the meaty part between the thumb and the forefinger, causing
it to bleed. He then brought his hand up to my mouth. “Drink npenectu MOS,” he commanded.
I felt the heat of his blood against my lips, and ended up sticking my tongue out and licking across my lips. I don’t know what
possessed me to taste him, but I couldn’t resist the pull, maybe he was using some sort of mind control on me. His blood tasted
orgasmic, it erupted my tastebuds and I couldn’t get enough of it. I opened my mouth and bit down on his hand, causing him to
hiss. I sucked as hard as I could, trying to fill my mouth with his blood. I couldn’t get enough of it. (This novel will be daily
updtaed at www.noveljar.com) All of my senses seemed to heighten and I could feel my strength coming back, I could also felt
my stomach fighting and a weird sensation building up at my core, he tasted so good and that strange sensation felt so good,
that I didn’t want to stop. I continued to suck on his hand, letting his blood pour down my throat.
“That’s it little one.” I heard him groan. “Keep drinking, you’ll feel better soon.”
I didn’t need his words of encouragement, there was no way in hell, I was going to stop drinking from him. “Is this how Vampire’s
felt.’ I thought in the back of my mind. The longer I fed from him the more the intense pressure building up in my core increased.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I felt like I was on top of the highest peak, and then I felt myself falling as waves upon waves of
pleasure hit. I pulled away from Nikolai’s hand, as I let out a strangled moan, unable to stop myself from screaming out in
pleasure. The waves slowly decreased and I felt spent. My eyes fluttering shut, what had just happened to me?

Nikolai leaned forward chuckling softly. “I had forgotten about that little side effect,” his said leaning forward and kissing my
forehead softly, before I drifted off to sleep.