Page 16 of The Vampire’s Prey

“I’ll never be done. How dare you treat me as such?”

I look over to her. Not even a hint of a tear. Wow, my little princess can sure take a beating. I smile and tip her back up. “You chose this. You chose to submit to me. With how you’re acting, you should be grateful I don’t consider it a breach of contract. Now. Keep talking, and I’ll just have to gag you.”

“Fuck you, sir!”

“Okay, that’s it.” I push her up and off of me and spin her around until her face is pressed against the door. I place my arm across the back of her neck to effectively pin her into place while I fish the rope back out of my pocket. “I am a reasonable man,” I continue calmly as I release her neck and pull both wrists behind her. I look down to see a silver, chained bracelet on her right wrist. The weaving looks sturdy, but what catches my eye is the ornate silver cross hanging from it. Chuckling, I unclasp the bracelet and slip it into my pocket. At that moment, her body explodes with movement.

“You can’t take that! I need it!”

“Need it? For what? As far as I can tell, it’s nowhere near time for mass. But as it is, I have no problem listening to your confessions and giving you absolution. Tell me my child, have you sinned?”

“Please I-It’s. It’s very delicate.”

Such a liar. But I won’t call her out on that one just yet. There are other sins she must atone for first. “I can assure you, it is safe within my pocket. No harm shall come to it.” She struggles against me even harder. I just laugh at her feeble attempts. With quick movements, I loop the rope around her delicate wrists, creating a double column tie, before cinching tight. I slide my index finger into the space between and wiggle it around. Good. She can struggle all she wants, and her wrists won’t lose circulation. With her partially immobilized, I yank her shorts back up and reach around to zip and rebutton them. The last thing I need is her gorgeous ass testing my resolve.

Glancing over my shoulder, I see Tiberius standing there, a knowing smirk on his face. A growl climbs up my throat. But it’s not him I’m actually mad at. It’s this human that’s so willfully defying me. With a jerk of my head, I motion for him to leave the room. He simply shakes his head before chuckling and leaving the coat room.

The sudden burst of noise as he opens the door startles Evangeline. Her whole body tenses up in my hands as she twists and turns, trying desperately to turn around.

“I can’t believe you’re going to sit there and allow that jerk off to let the whole club watch what you’re doing to me. Have you not an ounce of shame?”

Silence descends on the closet once more as the door shuts behind him. Frowning, I turn her back around and lean her against the door.

“I will gag you. Just not yet. I have a special gag in mind, but that will have to wait until we actually get downstairs. Now then.”

I pull her over to the chair and sit her down. Her eyes speak volumes. Hate, anger, arousal, want. All these flow through her gaze at varying intervals. Already her braid is loosening where I’ve been tugging at it. Small tendrils flutter about her face, softening it a bit. As I look at her, a small crack forms over a heart I once thought dead. Clearing my throat, I firm up my resolve.

“I will not fight you on punishments. Anything else, yes. I find the cat and mouse chase to be fun and exhilarating. However, if you cannot take your punishments with grace and decorum, then we will need to part ways.”

Not above slight manipulation, I slide my fingers across her cheek, down her neck, and across her collarbone.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m at least curious to see how this one night with you will turn out. Will you be my good girl and take your punishments with honor and dignity?”

I stand there silent. There’s no way she’s going to say yes. My heart begins to sink. This is it. This is our turning point. I hate that I pushed her so fast. I should know better by now.

“I’m sorry.”

Blinking, I just look at her. I tilt my head, my heart soaring, but my mind refusing to believe my ears.

“What was that?”

She looks so crestfallen that I have the urge to hold her in my arms. Where the hell did that image come from?

“I said, I’m sorry. I don’t know why I acted this way.”

“Listen, pet. You know nothing about me. I get that. You have every right to be scared.” She juts out her jaw. Chuckling, I tug gently on her hair. “It's perfectly okay to be scared. There is nothing else I can do to assure you that no harm will come to you. I can show you great ecstasy if you’ll let me.” I rest my hand over her heart. It’s beating so fast that I’m afraid it’s going to fly out of her chest. “Fight me. That’s fine. But you must also learn to submit when told. That’s why you’re being punished. You’re being such a naughty little girl and using such awful language.”

She tilts her head down, her cheeks turning crimson.

“Look at me Evangeline.”

Tears slide down her cheeks as she lifts her head. The moment I look into those watery eyes, I’m done for. It’s like a punch in the gut when I realize that it is not going to be a one-night stand.

Leaning down, I let the tip of my tongue follow the path of her tears. The salty tang of her skin is divine. Mine, my brain growls as I tilt up her face to mine. My lips descend upon hers in a ferocious kiss. Electricity flows from her body to mine.

Her tiny mewls of pleasure get swallowed up as my lips move over hers. She’s still resisting, still fighting. I lick the seam of her lips, surprising a gasp from her. Not one to miss an opportunity, I slide my tongue into her mouth. Heaven.

She’s arching up against me, her hips grinding against the stool. There’s absolutely no doubting her arousal now. I’m pretty sure vampires across state lines can smell it. Growling, I grab her hair and tilt her head back, exposing her neck to my gaze. Her pulse calls to me. The rhythmic movement of flesh has my balls tightening and teeth aching. Unable to resist, I slide my tongue over the area. Just a tease. One lick, and that’s all I’ll allow myself for now.