I couldn’t control my anger, and I sensed that my eyes were beginning to turn red, so I lifted her up and threw her over my shoulder.
“Let me go, you bastard.” The scream that tore from her sinful lips nearly made me come undone. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to keep my vampire side in check. But then she hit me, her small hands striking my back in protest. I gripped her tightly against me, grinning, amused, before I gave her sweet ass a smack. Because if she was ready to be crying out against me, she’d need to face the consequences of her disobedience.
“You didn’t just do that,” she said, surprised. “Put me down and let me go,” she cried and tried using her arms to escape me.
“When will you ever realize that you can’t leave me… that you are mine?”
I cornered her in a small alcove, her beautiful reflection reflecting off all the mirrors surrounding her. I could barely tear my gaze away—too much beauty. Intense beauty like a blazing sunset with all the different colors in the evening sky.
Her body pressed against mine, and those open, pouty lips made me want to do all sorts of things—all of them sinful. I caressed her face in my hands, her beautiful brown doll eyes roaming over my face. She reduced me to a beast crawling at her feet.
“That was a nice little game, but now I’ve lost my patience, baby. I told you when we met, I will spank that attitude out of you if you do not behave.”
“You… you said it was a fest and that people have fun here. That’s what I was doing, having fun. Should I make myself small and sit sad at the table waiting for you? You did not even pick me up,” she argued, pouting.
“What is wrong with you, Gwendolyn? I came only one hour late. I informed my raven to bring you the information that I would pick you up as soon as I’m done with the issue. When I reached my room, you weren’t there, so I came to search for you at the ball just to see you were already drunk and dancing with some stranger touching your ass. How do you want me to react to this?”
“I only danced because I was alone, and I didn’t even notice that they touched me,” she said, like it was an excuse for allowing someone else to indulge in her beauty.
“That’s because you danced with goblin men that are masters at hiding their real intentions, and the quantity of alcohol you drank could also contribute to the fact that you let other men touch what is mine,” I said, gripping her ass to make my statement clear.
“How was I supposed to know that these were goblins? They didn’t really look horrifying, they looked like mortals. None of these men resembled ugly green creatures, and no one I danced with was really outstanding. Except perhaps for the man with the golden mask,” she explained.
The man with the golden mask? Who was she talking about?
“They used Glamourmy little demonto trick you into thinking you are dealing with your own kind. They use forbidden fruits or drinks to lure you into believing they are men. I told you not to trust anyone besides me. Why do you have to be so stubborn?”
Why was I actually the stubborn one, when she never responded to any of my questions, acting like she hated me, but at the same time I could smell her growing arousal when I touched her. Her credulity and carelessness were the reason that this woman needed to be shielded from anything and anyone. I was sick of it, that she made me think I was a monster, when all I wanted was to protect her.
“I want you to take off your dress, Gwendolyn,” I said.
Surprise took her.
“Why here?”
“Because I want you to see everything… I’m going to do to you and your sweet body. Absolutelyeverything.” My hands were already trembling, I became nervous, but I needed her to see what I saw, so she could finally understand what was bewitching me every single second of the day.
“Do you have an obsession with mirrors?” she asked, a smile crawling up her sweet face.
“I come from a very bad place, my love. My parents are both evil creatures. I want to look in the mirror every day and see if the darkness has taken control of me yet. That is the reason for the mirrors in my bedroom,” I stated openly. The smile on her face fell, but I did not want her pity right now, I wanted her desire. “But seeing your delicious bare body naked when I’ll fuckyou on my bed is another reason.”
Her eyes widened at my straightforwardness. “You wish, that will never happen.” Not the first lie that had come out of her pretty mouth.
“Take off your dress,” I commanded again. This time, I had left no room for discussion, I just wanted her delicious thighs wrapped around my shoulders.
“Have you seen the layers of this dress? I can’t do it,” she pointed out. Even though her dress was breathtaking, it stood in the way of what I yearned to savor.
I pressed her body against the cold wall to loosen her corset. Then I folded the pannier under her dress and slid it down her legs.
“What are you doing?” she asked, innocent like a novice.
I didn’t respond, my hands too busy taking off the hundreds of layers that were keeping me away from her bare skin. Then I gripped her hips, turning her around and bending her over on her knees, leaving her in her bodice and underwear.
“You are driving me crazy,my little demon. I’ll show you what kind of a man you make out of me…” In seconds I tore her slip apart, revealing her sweet pussy to me. Her reaction to seeing herself bare in the mirror was priceless. She used her hands to cover herself up, so I spanked her ass again.
“Never try to deny me the sight of what is mine,” I warned her.
Then my tongue encircled her clit, and she sucked in a shuddering breath. I began to plunge my tongue deeper into her folds. My nails scratched along her thighs, which were beginning to shake. It wasn’t enough for me and apparently also not for her as she grinded her hips into my mouth.
