‘Me. Everything. This life,’ I said, not making a single coherent sentence, too lost in my mind, just needing to feel him safe in my arms. I didn’t understand it, and beyond these cell walls, I would deny it, but right now my soul yearned for exactly this. The line between passion and hate was truly razor thin. He gripped me tighter, as if knowing exactly what I needed to pull myself from this spiral. He gripped me by the hair on the back of my head and pulled. My gaze snapped to his, and there was nothing but firmness.
‘Do you need a distraction, Princess?’
God, that name carried so much weight now, and I liked it, though he would never know. I nodded once as those honey-coloured eyes blazed in response. His muscles tensed and rippled with unyielding strength, causing my body to cave. Relaxing fully into his control. I wanted to be owned in this moment and usedin a way that did not leave room for a single thought I didn’t want to have.
‘Did you know that all those years at the Academy, when you snuck off to the back of the library with Visarous, I was right there, listening to every moan of pleasure when you needed a distraction? I would stand in the aisle over from yours, my cock so hard I felt as though it would break every time you made a sound. I would picture it was me you were fucking.’ My breathing stopped at the revelation, but my body responded. The thought of Demir listening to me and touching himself sent flames of pure desire through me. ‘But I noticed something, Princess, you always controlled the moment, but it’s not what you truly wanted or needed. You always left not fully satisfied. What you really needed to get out of that pretty little head of yours was to be owned and claimed. You needed someone to take that cursed control away from you and set you free. Let me make you mine, Princess,’ he breathed in my ear. Then, he pulled back and slammed his lips onto mine, and devoured me like he was breathless and I was air.
With his hand still wrapped in my hair, he pulled me back, breaking the kiss, but with my eyes closed, I searched for him. His low chuckle at my neediness had my eyes snapping open and there was that arrogant little smirk of his—it used to infuriate me, but now it just left me wet between my thighs. He pulled my hair tighter, moving my head lower, and pure arousal swept over me. This is not something I had ever experienced with a man or woman, a true lack of control but fuck, if it wasn’t the hottest thing I had ever experienced.
I was in freefall, completely at his mercy—a man I shouldn’t trust but something inside me told me that I could. That letter showed me I should.
His muscled forearm made quick work of undoing his pants and shifting his underwear down, and without a single moment to prepare, he shoved my head down to the hilt. His smooth head hit the back of my throat as my tongue felt the veinedunderside of his incredibly erect cock. I had never felt something so hard and smooth at the same time. He was thick to the point where my lips felt so stretched there was an edge of pain and I fucking loved it. Slowly, he pulled me back up then slammed me back down with even more force. I wanted to choke and splutter, but he pressed down deeper, not giving me a shred of space or air. He held me there.
‘Swallow around my cock, Princess,’ he commanded, in a voice that I had never heard on his lips before, the voice of a leader, and it stirred something in me. I did what he said and the almost animalistic noise that left him had me moaning in pleasure just at the sound of it. The vibration of my moan had him cursing as he quickly pulled me back up.
‘Fuck, little princess, you have no idea how many times I pictured exactly this. You choking on me and your body begging for more, completely at my mercy. I would take the power you’ve given me in this moment over ruling my realm every single day of my life. Now be good and make me come. I want you to taste what you do to me, what you’ve always done to me.’
Kneeling now, he forced me onto all fours as he thrust into my mouth over and over again in a steady rhythm that built with intensity as his pleasure climbed higher. His groans of pleasure told me exactly how close he was, and when he was on the edge, I grabbed his balls and squeezed as he shot ropes of thick come down my throat. I’d never tasted anything so delicious; it was warm with a salty sweetness to it that had me lapping up every drop. As his hips stuttered one last time, he pulled me off him, never letting loose that tight grip he had on my hair while we both caught our breath. He pulled me in close, his lips barely brushing mine.
‘Good girl, little princess,’ he cooed before he slid his tongue inside my mouth tasting his own release on me, savouring it. He dragged a finger across my pants as he deepened the kiss, feeling just how wet he made me. The feeling making us both moan in pleasure.
‘Not today, little princess. You wanted a distraction, so let what I’ve left unfinished between your legs distract you from every rational thought for the rest of the day.’
We lay back down in the cell, his arms enveloping me. It wasn’t long until Demir began to doze off, but before he completely succumbed to sleep I whispered in his ear. ‘This never happened.’
His hand on me tightened and his jaw clicked. A slight nod was all the confirmation of his understanding I received before he nuzzled into my neck and slept.
I couldn’t sleep after the way he had left me. Once he fell into a truly deep sleep, I slid out from his grasp and sat in the same corner of the cell where I had been when he first saw me. Gone was my original form, and back came the peasant girl. I sat there for what felt like hours, replaying every conversation, touch and word from that note. Everything I thought I knew had been a lie, but I couldn’t fall for any of it. I had one goal, and I wouldn’t allow this bond to distract me again.
Thirty-Three
Everett came in; he looked around quickly but didn’t see me, covered in the shadows, as I shifted into a snake. Everett ran to Demir, almost desperate to check on his friend.
‘I heard there was some peasant girl in here with you. Where did they take her? Fuck, what did you do? It looks like these wounds are worse.’ Demir smirked at Everett’s question. Everett began brushing the dirt off of Demir before placing his hands on his friend’s wounds and whispering incantations under his breath. Demir locked eyes with me as shock coloured his features. This would be fun. Slithering out of the shadows, I flung myself at Everett with a hiss and watched him stumble back, about to scream. Demir had seen it coming, though, and covered his mouth with a hand so as not to alert the guards.
I could not quite believe my eyes as I saw the healed wounds on his arm. Everett had healing powers—ones that rivalled those of Sienna and the Wiccans I knew—but it made no sense. Morgadians did not have this ability in any of their bloodlines, and Everett could not be a Wiccan; he would never have been able to set foot on the Academy’s lands due to the ancient magic that would have prevented it.
Shifting back into my real form, Everett gaped, looking from Demir to me and back again, trying to understand what was happening.
‘Surprise,’ I teased, stepping closer to get a better look at the lack of marks on Demir’s body. ‘Well, well, I guess the surprise is on me. Interesting little gift you have there.’
‘Remember, we all have a part to play, Princess; not everything is how it seems,’ Demir said as Everett looked up at him, confused, before drawing his blade on me.
‘Get away from him.’ He stepped forward, trying to push me back, but Demir was quick to interrupt.
‘Everett, stop. You will not harm her. She’s mine.’ Demir stood, pushing Everett’s blade down as his words tightened something in my chest.
‘How?’ was all Everett asked, still bewildered at how I was suddenly standing in front of him, likely not believing his eyes.
‘That’s of no concern to you. For now, I need you to go get the book you hid for your little princeling and bring it back here.’
Ignoring me. Everett turned to face Demir once more. ‘You can’t, you swore a vow, Demir,’ Everett almost shouted before he reminded himself of where he was.
‘I can, and I will. You are loyal to me, and I am loyal to my Ruhi. You know how this works, Everett. Whether I want this or not, you know I have no choice. She owns me just as I own you. So, you will do as she says.’
Everett turned on me, glaring, hoping he could kill me with looks alone. He sighed before raking his fingers through his hair and leaving to find the hidden book.
‘Whether you want this or not… interesting choice of words, given that you have done nothing but declare yourself to me.’
