Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
I wake at sunset. Somehow I know. I take a shower, dry my hair. Use the primping tools. I’m not the best at doing my hair but I manage to tame it. Frangelico seems to prefer a natural look, so other than chapstick, I leave off the makeup. I sift through several hanging dresses and about thirty shopping bags, finally selecting a flirty little romper with a V neck of scalloped lace. No shoes, no bra, just a tiny thong. White. I’m still a virgin, after all, and I’m not going to let the vampire forget.
Finally, I stand in front of the door, combing my fingers through my hair so it falls in sexy waves around my shoulders. I pinch my cheeks and bite my lips, but thinking about what Lucius might do to me tonight has my color high.
My plan is simple. I’m in Lucius’ house, but I haven’t yet penetrated his defenses. I’ll never get a chance to strike if he doesn’t let me in. I have to earn his trust, and that means using all the weapons at my disposal. My beauty, my body, my submission.
I have to seduce him.
About an hour after sunset, my door clicks. I wait, but no one enters. When I check the door, I find it’s been unlocked remotely. I open it wide and consider the dark hallway.
Somehow, I know he’s waiting for me. I bet anything there’s a camera on my door, not to mention in my room.
Before I take a step, I remember what he said last night and sigh inwardly. This is a test. It’s a lot like living in Xavier’s military compound. Everything is a test and any gift comes with a high price. I promised Lucius my submission, and I’m going to give it to him. I’ll be his perfect little pet until the last, when I turn on him and shove my submission so far down his throat he chokes.
With that savage thought warming my insides, I drop to all fours and crawl.
Lucius
I hold my breath as Selene’s white blond head appears. I set aside my tablet with the feed from the security cameras seconds before she rounded the corner. She stood in the doorway of her room so long I was about to go and get her. Then, in a movement so graceful it squeezed my heart--and my cock--she stretched out on her hands and knees. Kneeling for me. Crawling for me. I’ve never been tempted to permanently collar a submissive, but this she-wolf is a perfect mix of defiance and willingness to please. It’s easy to imagine long nights together, her stretched out before me, quivering flesh caressed by firelight, waiting for my bite. She’d be mine. All mine.
As she crawls closer, hips swaying, her eyes flash up at me. I meet her gaze with brow raised, and she ducks her head, then frowns at her natural reaction to my dominance. For all her insistence that she’s been trained by vampires, she’s not used to being the least dominant predator in the room.
She’s gnawing her lip. I’ll have to put a stop to that particular habit. The only one who gets to bite her is me.
I beckon her closer. She crawls well, slinking across the floor like a cat but her back should arch more to best display her face and ass. I’ll have her practice later, as part of her training. It’ll be a pleasure to teach her.
She settles in front of me, between my feet, her blonde head bowed, hands upturned on her bare thighs. The romper she chose slouches over her bare breasts. When I lean forward, I can see all the way down to her bare nipples.
“Excellent, pet.” I settle my hand around her neck, enjoying her quiver, and position her on all fours in front of me. I run a hand down her spine, pressing on her lower back until her ass cants upward. “Look at me,” I murmur.
She blinks at me. Her face is free of makeup and exquisite. The sharp little nose, the bow mouth, the dark lashes sweeping over flushed cheeks. She rocks slightly on her knees, and I get a whiff of her upturned cunt.
“Enjoying this?” I ask, and she flushes further. How delightful.
“You’re doing so well. Tell me, what made you crawl for me?”
She licks her lips before answering. “I thought...you wanted..”
“I did, pet. I did, and you did it beautifully. But I want to know why you, Selene, why you would choose to crawl for me.”
“I lost the bet.”
“Did you?”
She turns her head so her hair veils her face. I could order her to look at me, but I’ll give her the illusion of privacy. “I guess...I wanted to please you.”
Truth. I straighten, triumphant. Her scent confirms her desire.
“Poor, sweet pet. I’ve neglected you all day. Come.” I hold open my arms. Biting her lip, she crawls up onto my lap. I put two fingers against her mouth.