The private chambers of the vampire king occupied the highest tower of Draven Estate, a circular room with domed ceilings painted in ancient frescoes of moonlit battles and entwined lovers.
Massive windows offered a panoramic view of the Carpathian night, but heavy blackout curtains could be drawn at will.
Tonight they remained open, letting silver moonlight spill across the enormous circular bed draped in midnight silk.
Selene stood in the center of the room, still wearing the crimson gown, though it was now wrinkled and bore faint traces of their frantic coupling in the ballroom.
Viktor circled her slowly, like a predator savoring his prize.
He had shed his suit jacket and tie, the black shirt unbuttoned to reveal the sculpted planes of his chest.
“You were fearless tonight,” he said, voice low and approving.
Standing up to Nikolai in front of the entire council.
Most mortals would have trembled.
I was terrified, Selene admitted, her pulse fluttering visibly at her throat.
But I won’t let anyone call me a toy.
Not after what Marcus did.
Not after… you.
Viktor stopped behind her, hands settling on her shoulders.
He slowly unzipped the gown, letting the silk slide down her body to pool at her feet.
She stood naked in the moonlight, skin glowing, nipples already tight, the faint bite marks on her breast and shoulder shimmering silver.
Good, he murmured, lips brushing the nape of her neck.
Fear is useful.
It keeps you sharp.
But from now on, you train to become untouchable.
He guided her to the center of the bed, arranging her on her knees, thighs spread wide, hands resting on her thighs.
“Lesson one”, the mate bond is power.
My blood in your veins heightens your senses, your strength, your pleasure.
But you must learn to control it.
Viktor knelt behind her, his cool, naked body pressing against her back.
His thick cock nestled between her ass cheeks, already hard and leaking.
One hand slid around to cup her breast, pinching the nipple until she gasped.
The other hand dipped between her legs, fingers gliding through her slick folds.
You’re still dripping with my cum from the ballroom, he growled, pushing two fingers deep inside her.
Selene moaned, head falling back against his shoulder.
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Your body is adapting.
Soon it will crave me constantly.
He pumped his fingers slowly, curling them against her G-spot while his thumb circled her swollen clit.
Selene rocked back against him, chasing the pleasure.
Viktor nipped at her earlobe, fangs grazing.
“Lesson two”, control your responses in public.
Tonight you came so beautifully under the table while the council talked.
But in front of enemies, you must remain composed… until we are alone.
He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with the thick head of his cock, pushing in inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt.
Selene cried out at the stretch, still slightly sore but aching for more.
Viktor held still, letting her adjust, one arm banded across her chest, the other hand resting lightly over her throat.
“Move,” he commanded.
Selene began to rock, riding him in slow, deep rolls of her hips.
The position let him sink even deeper, the head of his cock kissing her cervix with every downward stroke.
Pleasure built quickly, her walls fluttering around his thickness.
Viktor’s hand tightened slightly on her throat, not choking, just holding her in place.
Faster.
Take what you need from your king.
She obeyed, bouncing on his cock with increasing urgency.
Wet sounds filled the tower room.
Her breasts bounced heavily, and Viktor’s free hand moved down to rub her clit in tight circles.
“Come for me,” he ordered.
But stay quiet.
Show me your control.
Selene bit her lip hard, orgasm crashing through her in powerful waves.
She trembled violently but kept her cries muffled to soft whimpers, inner walls milking his cock rhythmically.
Viktor groaned in approval, thrusting up to meet her, prolonging her pleasure.
Only when she was gasping and spent did he flip her onto her back, spreading her legs wide and driving back inside her with one hard thrust.
“Lesson three,” he panted, hips snapping forward in a punishing rhythm, when we are alone, you scream for me.
You beg.
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Selene did exactly that.
She cried out with every deep thrust, nails raking down his back, heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper.
Viktor fucked her relentlessly, the bed creaking beneath them, moonlight illuminating the raw ecstasy on both their faces.
He leaned down, fangs sinking into the curve of her neck once more.
The pull of his mouth sent fresh waves of euphoric pleasure cascading through her veins.
Selene came again, harder, screaming his name as her pussy clenched around him like a vice.
Viktor drank deeply but carefully, then licked the wounds closed.
With a final, savage thrust he buried himself to the hilt and came, flooding her with thick, cool pulses of his release.
He stayed inside her, grinding slow circles, drawing out every aftershock until she was a boneless, trembling mess beneath him.
They collapsed together, Viktor pulling her into his arms, stroking her sweat-damp hair.
You learn quickly, my queen, he whispered.
Tomorrow we begin combat training, how to move, how to fight with the bond’s strength.
The Volkovs will not wait long.
Nikolai’s eyes lingered on you too greedily.
He wants what is mine.
Selene traced a finger over his chest, feeling the steady, slow beat of his ancient heart.
I don’t want to be helpless anymore.
Teach me everything.
Viktor kissed her forehead, then her lips, the kiss turning deep and sensual.
His cock twitched inside her, already stirring again.
“Greedy already?” he teased, rolling his hips lazily.
Good.
Because I plan to fuck you at least twice more before dawn.
And every lesson will end with you full of my cum and marked by my fangs.
Selene moaned softly as he began to move again, slower this time, savoring her.
The mate bond hummed between them, warm and addictive.
Outside the tower, the night wind carried distant howls, wolves or something far more dangerous.
The Volkov clan was watching.
But in Viktor’s arms, with his cock buried deep and his blood singing in her veins, Selene felt something she hadn’t felt since before the betrayal.
Powerful.
Desired.
Home.