Chapter 4 THE AWAKENING

CHAPTER FOUR

VIOLET

Hate burned through every vein as I knelt between his legs. I hated myself for being here. I hated him more than anything in this world.

But I had agreed to this, and right now I needed his trust more than my pride.

His cock was huge. I had never seen anything like it.

For a second I just stared, caught in a twisted mix of disgust and unwanted fascination. My hands shook slightly as I wrapped my fingers around the base. They barely met.

He’s disgusting. He killed them. Focus on the mission.

I leaned in and started stroking him slowly. He was rock hard and burning hot in my palm.

I lowered my head and licked the head in slow circles, tasting the salt of his skin.

His breath hitched sharply above me. I forced myself to open my mouth and take him in.

At first I could only manage the head. He was so thick my jaw already ached.

I pushed deeper, trying to take more of him. He hit the back of my throat and I gagged hard. A wet, choking sound escaped me. My eyes watered instantly.

Caspian groaned deeply and put his hand on the back of my head, fingers sliding into my hair. “Keep going,” he rasped. “Your mouth feels so fucking good.”

The praise sent a shameful spark through me even as bile rose in my throat.

I hated how much he liked it. I hated that some part of me noticed how powerful he felt in my mouth. I bobbed my head, taking him as deep as I could.

Every time he hit my throat I gagged, making messy, wet noises that filled the quiet study. Saliva dripped down my chin. My eyes kept watering but I didn’t stop.

He was so big it felt like he was stretching my throat. The urge to please him and the urge to bite him warred violently inside me.

I massaged his tight, heavy balls with one hand while I kept sucking. He groaned again and pushed deeper. I gagged louder, but he held my head in place for a moment before letting me pull back slightly.

His cock throbbed hard against my tongue. Thick ropes of cum suddenly shot into my mouth, filling it so fast I nearly choked. The taste was salty and overwhelming. I tried to pull away but he kept the tip between my lips.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered, voice rough.

I obeyed.

“Swallow all of it.”

My eyes widened. Hate and disgust surged through me as I forced myself to swallow. The thick liquid slid down my throat. My stomach churned violently.

He’s disgusting. I hate him. I hate this so much. But I had agreed to this. This is just a step. One last time to earn his trust. For my parents, Mira and Aravyn. The words felt like ash in my mouth, but I repeated them like a chant in my head.

Caspian pulled me up and kissed me deeply, tasting himself on my tongue.

He lifted me effortlessly and laid me on the desk. His mouth trailed hot kisses down my neck. Then his fangs grazed my skin.

He bit down hard. Sharp pain flared, followed by that dizzying pull as he drank from me.

I gasped, fingers digging into his shoulders. Warm blood trickled down my neck and collarbone. He licked it up messily, smearing red streaks across my skin.

The sensation made heat pool low in my belly even though I didn’t want it to. No. This isn’t me. I hate him. But my nipples hardened and my body kept responding against my will.

He moved lower and sank his fangs into the soft flesh of my breast, right beside my nipple.

I cried out, back arching off the desk. He sucked greedily, drinking deep while his tongue teased me. Blood ran down the curve of my breast.

He lapped at every drop, leaving messy red streaks. The sting mixed with unwanted pleasure and I moaned before I could stop myself.

Why does it feel good? I’m not supposed to feel anything but hate for the man who murdered my family.

He pulled back slightly, lips stained red. “You’re angry tonight,” he murmured, voice husky. “I can taste it in your blood. Why?”

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t.

He moved lower, nipping and biting my stomach, then finally reached between my legs. He licked me slowly, then sank his fangs into the soft skin beside my clit.

I screamed, legs shaking violently. The sharp pain and overwhelming pleasure crashed together so hard my vision blurred.

He licked and sucked, smearing blood and wetness across my thighs and the desk. The wet sounds filled the quiet study.

I grabbed his hair, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. “Caspian…” I moaned, then caught myself. “My prince…”

“Call me Caspian,” he growled against me. “We’re alone.” He inhaled deeply. “You taste so good when you’re angry and wet like this.”

He kept going, licking and teasing until pleasure built higher and higher despite everything I felt.

I shouldn’t be enjoying this. I should feel ashamed.

What would Mira think if she saw me like this... bloody, moaning for the enemy who destroyed our family?

I came hard, body shaking violently as fresh blood trickled down my thighs. For a moment everything went white.

Caspian stood up, towering over me. His chin and chest were smeared with my blood.

His eyes were dark and wild. “You taste so fucking good,” he said, voice rough. “But I want more. I want to fuck you now.”

Panic exploded in my chest. I tried to close my legs. “No… I’m not interested in this anymore.”

He forced my knees apart easily. “Be calm.”

My heart hammered painfully. This was really happening. The man who killed my parents was about to take my virginity while I was covered in blood and my own arousal.

Tears burned my eyes as I felt his thick cock press against my entrance.

He pushed in slowly. Sharp, tearing pain ripped through me. I bit my lip hard, face twisting in agony.

He stopped. “Why are you so fucking tight?” His voice was rough. “And why is your face squeezed up like you’re going to cry?” He paused. “Is this your first time?”

I nodded frantically, eyes pleading through tears. “Please… don’t do this.”

Instead, a dark grin spread across his face. “I’ve never been with a virgin.”

“Please, Caspian…” I begged, voice breaking.

His expression turned cold, voice hard and icy. “I’m already inside you. I can’t stop now. You agreed to this, so uphold your end. I’m the prince and you’re my blood servant. I have every right to do whatever I want with your body.”

Anger flashed through the pain like fire.

I glared at him. He’s so wicked. So heartless.

In my mind I saw him standing over my dying parents. The raw scream I had let out that night echoed in my head.

He grabbed my hips roughly. “You’re going to enjoy this.”

Just as I felt him pushing deeper, something deep inside my chest cracked open.

A terrifying ancient power I had never felt before flooded every vein in my body.

“Nooo!” I screamed.

Green light burst violently out of me in a raging tornado and sent Caspian crashing hard into the far wall.