Thrall of the Vampire King (Blood Fire Saga Book 4) by Bella Klaus (namjoon book recommendations txt) 📗

“Count them,” he said in a deep voice that may as well have been infused with magic.

“One,” I whispered.

Valentine ran his thick fingers over my slit and paused to circle my hungry opening. “You love being spanked.”

“I love you,” I said, clenching my teeth through the rush of pain and pleasure.

“Do not lie to your master.” He delivered that with an even harder slap on my other ass cheek.

“What happened to me being your queen?”

His chuckle was darker than espresso, more decadent than ninety-nine percent cocoa chocolate, and deadlier than sin. “You’ve always belonged to me, and you’ll take whatever position I give you in Our Lord’s new order.”

“Valentine,” I said from between clenched teeth. “Could you not talk about my father when we’re about to have sex?”

He responded with another slap. “You’re not counting.”

“Ten.”

Another slap resounded across my backside, making me suck in a sharp breath. Valentine slipped his thumb into my core, making me clench and pulse around the thick digit.

“How many?” He rubbed the pad of his finger over my pulsing bundle of nerves.

He may as well have plugged me into a socket because lightning bolts of ecstasy spread out from my nub, some of them reaching my tight nipples. The muscles of my sex quivered, desperate for more.

I shook my head. Since when did I enjoy being bossed about by a blood-sucking brute? Valentine’s thumb glided over my slick opening, making me moan. “How do you expect me to concentrate while you’re toying with my clit?”

“Discipline doesn’t work on you, Innamorata.” His fingers sped up, making me tighten around his thumb.

“Whoever said it did? I’m not your bloody pet.” I lowered my head onto the soft mattress, panting hard through clenched teeth.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I remembered a promise I’d made to play along with everyone, but it crumbled into the ether. Who would stay calm under this level of provocation? Valentine’s thumb grazed a spot inside me that made white stars explode behind my eyelids.

My core muscles convulsed around him, wanting more, needing it. At that moment, with my skin feeling as though it would self-combust if Valentine didn’t get on top of me and give me what I needed, I would have agreed to almost anything.

Valentine slipped his thumb out of me and mounted the bed, making the mattress dip. He positioned his larger body atop mine, his hot shaft brushing against my inner thighs.

“I’m doing this to keep you safe,” he murmured from behind me, sounding like he meant every word.

I shook my head. “You’re dominating me because you enjoy it.”

His chuckle reverberated across my back. “Everything about you is a marvel, including your continued defiance. All of that will end when you make that oath.”

I licked my lips, for once not daring to answer back. “Just do it.”

His hips nestled behind mine, with his erection sliding across my wet folds. When its bulbous tip rubbed against my swollen clit I shuddered against his larger body.

Valentine held me up with an arm braced around my ribs. His hand massaged my breast before he tightened his fingers around my nipple hard enough to blur the line between pleasure and pain.

“Do you want my cock or not?”

Heat flared across my cheeks, bringing with it a full-body shiver. “Please.”

“Then you must vow to me never to interfere with any of the plans to bring about the new order.”

My throat spasmed. I couldn’t even offer him a false promise because he would smell my lie.

With his free hand, he reached between my legs and took my clit between his thumb and forefinger. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. It was so sensitive I could feel his fingerprints. My swollen nub pulsed and twitched under his gentle rolling motions.

Valentine tortured my nipple with one hand and pleasured my clit with another, making my entire body feel like an exposed nerve. I bit down on my lip, trying to stifle a moan, but Valentine knew exactly how to pleasure my body and which points and angles he could manipulate to make me bend to his will.

A low growl vibrated across my back, reminding me that I hadn’t responded to his command not to meddle with Kresnik’s affairs. My heart kicked up several notches, my breath quickened, and my mind whirred for an answer.

“I’ll do whatever I can to stay safe, alright?” I murmured. “That means no direct confrontations with anyone, no more lying to you, and I’ll return to this room as soon as I’ve finished whatever’s required of me downstairs.”

“You will have to offer me more than that.” Valentine nibbled on my ear, adding to the exquisite torture of his erection rubbing from my opening to my clit, but never staying in one place for long enough to give me any satisfaction.

“Alright.” I arched against his broad chest, adjusting my hips for a little more of that sweet friction. “I’ll obey you except for when it contradicts a direct order from someone in higher authority.”

He continued those maddening movements, holding me steady so I couldn’t move. A whimper of frustration reverberated in the back of my throat. If I’d played along with him earlier, he wouldn’t be extorting me so mercilessly. Even after I worded my promise carefully enough to avoid being caught in a lie, he still didn’t believe me.

“Valentine,” I whispered. “Please trust me.”

“Very well.” He pulled back his hips and entered me in a smooth thrust.

The stretch and pressure and fill of his huge erection tore a silent scream from my throat, and a moan as he pulled out to thrust into me again. My upper body collapsed onto the soft mattress, and I balanced my weight on my elbows. His large hands held my hips in place, allowing him to shove into me with long, even strokes.

Valentine leaned over my back and lapped at my jugular. My eyes fluttered shut as his magic sent the sensations from his tongue down