Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 112849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m trying to endear myself to him, not challenge him and piss him off. I’ve had easier times playing nice with vampires in the past—many of my kills started because I appealed to them in one way or another. I can only hope that the one they call Dracula finds it alluring that I’m not fawning all over him.
But only time will tell.
Chapter 4
Valtu
The whore gets down on her knees, staring up at me with big eyes, which would be alluring if she didn’t have one false eyelash hanging off, making her look like she’d just had a stroke.
“Want me to suck it?” she asks sweetly.
I bristle with impatience. “Is there some other reason you’re on your knees, dollface?”
She gives me a lazy grin. She’s trying to come across as sly, but I know the look of drugs intimately. While drugs barely do anything for me, the majority of the humans that frequent the Red Room are on them. I suppose that as much as they put on this bravado that they’re edgy, boundary-pushing, open-minded, brave, whatever the fuck they call themselves, the most nihilistic of humans quiver in the presence of vampires. They want to give up their blood, they want to be compelled, they want to be used by us, but in order to get through any of it, they have to be as a high as a fucking kite.
It shouldn’t bother me. It’s no different from the opium dens we used to run at the turn of the last century. And yet here I am, sitting naked on my throne with some lazy-eyed chick eyeing my dick like it’s candy. Can’t say I blame her—it’s hard not to be turned on with all the sex and feeding going on around us—yet I hate to think I might be bored. We vampires avoid boredom like the plague.
“I’ll do anything you want,” she says, coming forward between my legs and pressing her hands against my thighs. Despite my better judgment, my cock twitches in anticipation.
“Anything?” I ask, my voice careful not to get too cynical.
“Anything,” she repeats, looking up at me with her big brown eyes. She lets go of my thighs and reaches for my cock, bending forward and sucking the head in her mouth like a lollipop. I shiver and reach down to undo the braids in her hair. She reaches for my knees with her hands, bracing herself, ready for me to pin her down. But I don’t. I let her run her hand up my inner thigh, suck on my cock, and play with herself.
“Every time I get on my knees for you, you take my breath away,” she says, looking up at me with those big brown eyes and such a dreamy expression on her face, drugged as hell. It’s hard to believe that a woman who looks this good could be found in this place, but humans still surprise me sometimes. The way they think they’re at our level but in the end they’re just slumming it.
“Enough with the platitudes, dollface,” I tell her. “Be a good little whore and get me off.”
Her cheeks go pink at that and I know she likes the degradation kink. Good, because I’ve a lot of that to dish out. “Then I want your ass up here.” I press my hand into my chest. “And you’re going to get me off again.”
She nods, not questioning. “Anything you say, Count Dracula.”
Not just Dracula, but Count Dracula. I like that title. But it’s not my favorite. “In here I am your dark lord and you will address me as such,” I tell her.
“Yes, my dark lord,” she says.
I can’t help but let out a laugh. “How about just my lord?”
“Yes, my lord.”
I smirk and lean back in the chair, letting her continue to suck on my cock. She takes me deep into her mouth, her lips sliding up and down my shaft, her tongue swirling around the head. I groan and reach down to run my fingers through her hair again, guiding her movements as she sucks me off.
“That’s it,” I murmur. “Take my cock deep into your throat. I want you to choke on it.”
She moans and does as I say, taking me deep and gagging on my dick as she goes. I grit my teeth and thrust my hips forward, fucking her mouth slowly, wanting to savor every second of her talented mouth.
“Mmm, that’s good,” I growl, my fingers tightening in her hair as she sucks harder. “I love how you take my cock, such a good little whore.”
I keep fucking her mouth, groaning as she sucks me off, deeper and harder with every thrust. I can feel my balls tightening and my release getting closer, and I grit my teeth against the rush.