I opened my mouth to scream as a large palm clasped firmly over my mouth and pulled me behind a statue. A secret passage I thought as I saw the entrance close behind me.
I was about to struggle when the familiar masculine presence of the King hit my nostrils.
Soon his hold on me loosened and I turned around to face him taking in my surroundings. It was a study room.
"Why do you tail me, princess?" He questioned as he took off his coat.
I couldn't respond as all I could focus on was the now exposed skin on the King's neck.
I felt my belly crunch and my legs quake as my eyes tailed him like a predator does prey.
I slowly stalked towards him "Is that a dragon mate mark on you?" I questioned, my voice dripping with sensuality as I moved my fingers to crease the red mark on his neck but he evaded my touch.
"You seem to have so many identities, what can I say?" He replied nonchalantly as he leaned on the large oak table to face me.
"Am not a dragon." I rebuked, as I slowly covered the distance between us as the King watched my every move intensely.
"I want to take a closer look at your mate mark." my soft voice sounded compelling and this time the King didn't evade my touch but stood firmly in place.
"It's the same as what I have got," I commented, as my fingers moved to the buttons on my coat, plucking them open and allowing it to fall to the floor.
The King couldn't help but let his eyes trail to her neck, his eyes darkening as his gaze dropped lower to the smooth flesh peaking out her corset gown and he felt a stir in his briefs.
"I remember you biting me and the mark on my neck is that of a vampire although a bit strange. You are a vampire. So what was that creature that night?" I questioned but the King kept mute the only thing that moved was his eyes.
"Mine is prettier than yours," I stated my attention was drawn to the mark on his neck, and this time I didn't hold back but reached out and touched his neck where the mark lay.
The almost inaudible sound of the King stifling a grunt reached my ears and I moved even closer to him, settling between his legs, my belly felt fuzzy as his large palms came to rest on my hips as though keeping me in place.
"I want to sink my teeth in your neck." I rasped out and a blush crept up my neck. I couldn't control myself as my neck lowered closing the gap between us.
"Don't say that." The King ordered, his voice heavy and his gaze heated as he gripped firmly at my hips fighting for control.
"You don't tell me what to do Asmodeus." my enchanting voice called out his true name for the first time as my fingers danced in his black silky hair.
Hearing his name on her lips felt different, at that moment she felt different, the air around her changed, and she emitted an aura of power, power that was able to subdue him and that he was willing to let subdue him.
He tried to analyze what was happening as the air thickened with tension but he lost track of his thoughts as he felt her hot breath on his neck, right on the sensitive mating mark.
He couldn't help but to draw her even closer, leaving no gap between them, his large palms running up her spine possessively.
"You shouldn't offer yourself to me like this Princess Lyra. I could mistake you for my meal." He threatened, his voice thick with lust. His hand cradled her head away from his neck and exposed hers.
Lyra darted out her tongue to lick her lips, wetting them. "I want to be your meal." She invited, her eyes glistering red, the green in it almost nonexistent.
"Be careful what you ask for." He warned as he buried his head in her neck, taking a whiff of her. She smelt like rain and chocolate mixed, he couldn't quite place what it was but he liked it. He proceeded to latch onto her neck where his mating mark sat proudly, being careful not to break the skin.
The loud moan that escaped her lips made him grunt, spurring him on, he wanted to hear more of that melodious sound from her lips.
His tongue traced where his mark lay on her, tracing the imprint of his inner beast that lay just beside the mark and he could feel her tender hold on him get even stronger.
His rational mind told him to put an end to it as she was just acting on the spur of the mating bond but all rationality went over his head as he felt her small soft hands come to rest on his hardened member squeezing softly.
"Lyra. Be warned." his voice strained as he tried to hold back from the clutches of lust. This was never a problem for him until her and when she moaned in response to his groan he lost it.
He swiftly switched her over, making her lie on his table look innocent that all he wanted was to devour her.
His head bent low and captured her lips in a searing kiss, his palms creasing her soft curves.
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, but that didn't stop them as they were both in their own world but the knock came again sounding more urgent and he slowly pulled away from her, his heated gaze staring straight into hers as his chest heaved.
"You should head back to your room." He spoke up, his demure switching back to normal as he helped Lyra who still had her eyes hooded stand up from his desk.
"Come in." He invited the person at the door in as he walked away from Lyra.
"Your Highness the room has been readied as instructed." The messenger immediately reported upon entry.
"See the princess back to her chamber." the King ordered as he watched her quickly make her way out of the room.