I realised I’d dropped my dress and did this naked. Then I held up a finger and warned when his lips twitched,
“Not. One. Fucking. Comment!”
“About the irresistible body that gets me hard in seconds, no not a word,” he said, and my eyes shot straight to the evidence of that, now standing proud and to full attention.
“Like what you see, sweetheart?” At this I growled and said,
“Not right now I don’t, no! So he can go back to being Mr Floppy for all I care, as I think it’s best you channel all that extra blood back to your brain, as that’s clearly where it is needed if you think I bloody cheated on you!” I threw back at him, making him snap,
“Mr Floppy… really, Amelia?”
“Oh, but of course, that’s the part he focuses on,” I muttered to myself.
“If you would answer the question, then this argument would stop and I would then prove to you how fucking Mr Floppy doesn’t exist with me, Pet!”
“NO!”
“Why not if you have nothing to hide?” he said, folding his arms over his impressive chest that right now I just wanted to scratch ‘idiot’ in with my nails!
“Because you're insane, that’s why!” I shouted back at him, doing so again with both hands in the air and dropping my torn dress again.
“Oh, for fuck sake!” I snapped at myself as I bent to retrieve it for the second time.
“Yes, and who is it that drives me to such insanity, I fucking wonder!” he replied making me point out,
“Yes, well it isn't me making you believe these things so answer me something, Lucius… what did you expect was going to happen? Did you think I'd viewed this time here as a fucking holiday, a chance to have some girly romance with a pretty King who is holding me to ransom… because let me tell you something, that would never fucking happen and you know why…?” I snarled making him snarl right back,
“Why?!”
“Because I don't need another King in my life, Lucius, as I have far too much on my hands dealing with your jealous shit!” I said poking him in the chest before stomping away towards the door.
“And just where the fuck do you think you're going!?” he barked at me from behind and I spun on a heel and motioned down at myself, telling him,
“Where do you think? To get another dress because some big buffoon, who is my untrusting boyfriend, ruined this one!” Then this point was made by my dramatic exit, one that was definitely flawed considering I was in the room with a vampire. Make that a very angry vampire King, who didn't want me to leave. Oh yeah, and he had powers where I didn't… joy for me.
Naturally, this meant that the door was pulled out of my hand and slammed in front of me. So I turned around slowly and said,
“Well, unless you are going to sing like a Disney fucking Princess and bring a chorus of woodland animals in here to sew my dress back together, then what do you suggest I fucking wear!?” At this he looked as if he thought I had finally gone bat shit crazy, before storming his way over to me, pushing me against the door and gripping the bottom of my chin to force my head up. Then he snarled down at me,
“Naked and fucked, that is what I fucking suggest!” and then he ripped the torn material from my hands, throwing it to the side before my cry of outrage was swiftly swallowed up by his brutal kiss. A kiss I was ashamed to say, I couldn't fucking resist!
Because I kissed him back with just as much desire and anger as he was showing me. Then, just because I could, I bit his bottom lip and sucked on it, swallowing the small amounts of blood I gained in the process. His growl was not of warning but of pure desire for he lifted me up in his arms and impaled me on his cock once more, proving it most definitely wasn’t named Mr Floppy.
Then he told me with a growl of words,
“Time for round two, Princess!” My reply was to get closer to his face in challenge and snap,
“Bring it on, Vampy!” He growled again but this time it was matched with a grin before he was once again kissing me and this time, he fucked me against the door.
“YES!” I cried as my first orgasm hit and hit me hard,