The Darkest Crown (The Eternal Darkness Duet #2)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

“ S arah.”

I opened my eyes. The room was dark, and the steel shutters still covered the windows.

“Come, Sarah.”

Julian. Damn him! I wanted to ignore him, but there was no resisting the pull I felt. I slid off the bed and walked out of the room. It was dark in the hall, but I could see clearly. Julian didn’t call me again, but I still felt the pull. I followed it through the halls, before coming to a stop in front of his bedroom door. I started to knock, then paused, my hand suspended mid-air.

The door swung open, and there he was. He was wearing loose black pants that rode low on his hips, and no shirt. His feet were bare, and his hair was slightly messed, like he’d been laying down.

His scent enveloped me, and I wanted to throw myself at him. Instead, I narrowed my eyes angrily. “You called ?”

He stepped closer, grabbed me by the hips and yanked me to him. He crushed his mouth to mine, his fangs scraping my lips, and that was all it took.

I moaned against his mouth, lifting on my toes to get closer to him. He grabbed my ass and lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He kicked the door shut and carried me to the bed before tossing me onto it. I shrieked with surprise as I bounced, then he dove on me, tearing my shirt and underwear right off me.

He pushed me back against the mattress before yanking his pants off and crawling up over me. He grabbed my thighs, lifting my legs and spreading them. His eyes fell to my pussy, then he lined his cock up with my entrance and thrust into me. I cried out as my body stretched to encompass him, but he didn’t pause. He drove into me, pounding me into the mattress. I was panting, my breath coming in harsh bursts with every thrust.

Tension immediately began to build. I tried to lift my hips to meet his thrusts, but he pinned me to the bed with his body. I gasped his name, and he growled and sank his fangs into my neck. I cried out as I came, my pussy clenching his cock. His venom spread through me, intensifying my orgasm until it was almost unbearable, and still he didn’t stop. He continued to fuck me, and drink from me, as I gasped his name, over and over. Just when I thought I could take no more, his body tensed. He slid his fangs from my body and moaned against my neck as he came, his cock pulsing with his release.

I held him on top of me, listening to his heartbeat. My body was still throbbing, and I was floating in a haze of euphoria from his venom. After a few minutes, when his heartbeat had calmed, he lifted his head to look down at me. His eyes were completely black, and his lips were smeared with my blood.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice rough. “I should have been more gentle. Are you alright?”

I nodded, and he closed his eyes and lowered his head to rest his forehead against mine “When I realized you were gone…” He let out a shaky breath. “Don’t ever run from me again.”

I brushed my lips against his, and he finally slid out of me.

He rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him, and I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

We stayed like that until the shutters opened, and moonlight poured into the room.

I lifted my head and looked at him. “I should go check on Allie.” I slid off him and stood, looking down at my torn t-shirt on the floor. “Um, my clothes…”

He chuckled. “Sorry about that.”

“Do you have a robe or something?”

“I’ve got a better idea.” He slid off the bed and scooped me up in his arms. I squealed with surprise and wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me into the bathroom. He put me down long enough to turn on the shower, then he stepped inside and pulled me in with him.

It was a massive glass enclosure, with shower heads spraying in every direction. He grabbed the soap, and I stared at his hands as he rubbed it, creating a lather. He stepped close to me and began to rub his soapy hands all over my body, making me sigh with pleasure.

He turned me, so my back was to him, and I leaned back against his chest as he reached around to lather my breasts. He lowered his head to kiss my neck and slid one hand down my stomach to cup me between the legs.

I rocked my hips forward, pressing myself into his hand. He slid his hand up and began making slow circles around my clit with his fingertips. Then he stopped, and I whimpered in frustration.

He turned me around, so we were facing again, and lowered his head to gently brush his lips over mine. He guided me backwards, until my body was pressed against the glass, then he lifted his head to look into my eyes. His lips slowly curled into a sinful smile, then he dropped to his knees.

He lifted one of my legs and hooked it over his shoulder before leaning in to slide his tongue up the center of me.

I moaned loudly and grabbed his head, holding him where I wanted him. He flicked his tongue across my clit with a speed that would have amazed me if I was capable of coherent thought.

I panted, and rocked against his mouth, my body winding tighter and tighter as I neared the edge. I cried out as I came apart. I collapsed against him, and he caught me easily, lifting me as he stood. He guided my legs around his waist and arched his hips to slide his cock into me. I gasped as he filled me, my pussy still throbbing from my orgasm.

I let my head fall back as he did all the work, lifting my body, sliding me up and down on his cock. The water cascaded down on us, making our bodies slippery, and the sensation of my wet skin sliding against his was almost too much to take. My fangs came down, and without thinking I lunged forward and sank them into his neck.

I let my eyes close as I sucked at his flesh with my lips, feeling his blood course through me. He moaned loudly, and I knew he was feeling the effects of my venom.

I pulled my fangs free and let my head fall back in ecstasy.

“Fuck me Julian! ” I cried.

I’d heard him growl before, but the sound that came out of him then was something different. Something terrifying, and exciting. He pushed me back against the shower wall and pounded into me. I screamed his name as I came again, my pussy clenching his cock so tightly the friction was torture.

“It’s too much!” I gasped between breaths. “I can’t take anymore!” I squirmed, but he gripped my hips, holding me tight.

He straightened, putting a distance between us so he could look down at where our bodies met. He slowly slid out of me, nearly all the way, before burying himself deep again. I lay back against the glass wall, unable to move. I no longer had the strength to wrap my legs around his waist, so he hooked his arms under my knees and held me up.

His movements stilled, and our eyes met. He bit his lip, then drew it into his mouth sucking his blood, then he dipped his head and spat a mouthful of blood on my pussy. My eyes widened, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled. I looked down and watched his cock slide into me, lubed with his blood. My pussy tingled with sensation. It was indescribable.

He continued to fuck me, lifting my body and lowering it again so that his cock slid in and out of me with long, languid strokes. I was panting heavily, and I knew I was going to come again, but it felt different from before. More powerful.

Julian closed his eyes and tipped his head back. His mouth was parted, revealing his fangs. My eyes moved over him, taking in every beautiful detail, and a rush of emotion flooded through me. He was mine.

“Look at me,” I whispered huskily. He did, and his movements slowed as our eyes held. I wrapped my legs around his waist again, squeezing him tight. “You belong to me.”

A muscle in his jaw twitched. “Yes.” He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me with a tenderness that almost shattered me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. I whimpered into his mouth as I neared the edge, and he broke our kiss.

“Come for me,” he growled, quickening the pace of his thrusts. “Now.”

I don’t know if it was compulsion, or lust, but my body followed his command. I screamed and dug my nails into him as my world exploded. Then everything went dark.

The sound of the shower faded into the background until all I could hear was a heartbeat. Julian’s or mine, I didn’t know. I floated in the darkness, feeling currents run through my body that were almost electric, but far more pleasurable. My body was gone. I was immaterial.

“Sarah.”