Chained - Zara Novak Page 0,54
“It has been years since I kept a slave. Even longer since I felt anything resembling the feelings that I have for you. Every vampire is meant to have a mate they are fated to for the rest of their lives. I don’t believe now that your betrayal was an accident. I think it was a necessity, an inevitable act to bring us together. To make me find you.”
“Fate?” I whispered. I then saw his expression change. Something came over his eyes. I couldn’t decipher his intention. “What is it?” I asked.
“I think it is time,” he said, “that you finally earned your reward. I think you have waited long enough.” He took my hand and walked to the door leading back down into the castle.
“Vincent?” I asked, wondering what was going on.
We went down the stone staircase and turned in a direction that I didn’t recognize. Although I still didn’t know my way around the castle, I had gained a vague mental map of its sprawling layout. Vincent had just taken a brand-new turn, taking me down a corridor I had not ventured down during my time here.
After a few more twists and turns we ended up at a black wooden door in an unfamiliar part of the castle. Vincent snapped his fingers and the door unlocked and opened itself. As it swung open I saw a dark room beyond. We stepped inside and candles and lanterns lit themselves across the dark space, revealing a vast master bedroom decorated in beautiful gothic fashion.
A huge four-poster bed was over on the wall to our left, and the rest of the room was adorned with fine furniture, bookshelves that covered the walls, and many flickering candles. At the far end of the room huge windows looked over the forest and valley surrounding the castle. Light rain sprinkled across the glass and lightning forked through the black sky, sending dull vibrations through the castle as thunder followed after.
“Welcome to my room,” Vincent said, waving his hand to close the door behind us. “You are staying here with me tonight, slave.”
My heart fluttered in my chest at the invitation. I really felt like he was inviting me into his world. “What about my cell?” I asked.
“There will be no cell tonight. You can be the first person to look upon this room in many years. Tonight, you have finally proven yourself, slave. The tide is starting to change within you, I can feel it. I am going to finish claiming your body. I will finally take the part of you that has been waiting for me all this time. The part I have been hungering for.”
Breath stilled in me as I came to realize what he was proposing.
“Master, you mean—”
“Yes, slave,” he purred. “Tonight, I fuck you. All of you.”
Without another word he came towards me. He took me in his arms and kissed me hard. I was so fucking ready that I was trembling underneath his hands. I kissed him deep, opening myself up to him, shaking with the thrill of excitement.
He didn’t waste any more time. His hands moved down to the top of my dress and ripped it open, baring my breasts to the air. The dress hung from my body in tattered rags. His own clothes left his body with rapid speed, and in a matter of seconds we were only left in our underwear.
The vampire’s hands smoothed down around my ass and squeezed deep, pulling my cheeks apart and tracing his fingers down the backs of my thighs. My pussy clenched hard with the desire to finally be fucked.
He was really going to take my virginity.
My breath raced as he lifted me up and took me over to the bed, throwing me back on the mattress so that I bounced upon landing. He tore his boxers away from his body, leaving me to look at his glorious naked figure as he climbed on top of me. My panties were so wet now they were basically soaked through.
We were both driven by the fury of lust, driven mad from the amount of time we had waited. For the last three days I had been chained up in a dark room, desperately seeking an orgasm when I hadn’t been allowed one. I’d wanted his cock inside me all this time, despite everything else I’d felt. Now that I was finally getting my release, I couldn’t contain my arousal.
His shining red eyes opened up and darkened, like oil seeping through blazing