SAVANNAH
The sharp scent of wine hit me hard, making my head spin. My senses were dulled, and for some reason, my body began to react as if an unbearable heat was consuming me from the inside.
A heavy steel and wood door stood in my path. From behind it, I could hear growling and the sound of something—or someone—clawing at the walls or floor.
"Aaggrr..."
Recognizing the King's voice, even for just a moment, I pushed the door open, thinking he might be in danger.
But nothing could have prepared me for what I found. He was on his knees, nearly unconscious, naked on the cold stone floor. His arms were pulled up, bound by heavy chains attached to rusted steel rings embedded in the ancient walls. Shackles dug into his wrists, leaving the skin raw and bleeding.
He was breathing hard, every exhale sounding pained, his body drenched in sweat. His damp red hair hung over his face, obscuring his features in the dim light of the room.
"Your… Your Majesty, how do I free you? What should I do?" I knelt in front of him, terrified and naively thinking someone had captured him.
I didn't fully understand the situation, but his distress was clear. I placed the tiny light we had beside us—it was our only source of illumination in the dark chamber.
With trembling hands, I reached for the shackles, tugging hopelessly at the chains. They were far too heavy, built to restrain a powerful man like him. His wrists were raw, blood dripping from the wounds, but before I could try again, something shifted.
In an instant, his hand shot out and gripped my throat, squeezing hard enough to cut off my air.
"It's… it's me… My Lord… Savannah!" I choked out, panicking. He didn't seem to recognize me. Strangling me with one hand, he pulled me close to his fierce face, which rose abruptly.
With one hand still wrapped around my neck, he yanked me closer, his face now just inches from mine. His eyes—blood-red and wild—looked nothing like the man I once knew. His canines were enormous, sharp enough to rip out my throat in seconds.
Fear overwhelmed me as I stared into his eyes, eyes filled with raw rage, devoid of any trace of humanity.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME, SAVANNAH?!" His guttural roar made my ears ring. "YOU DRUGGED ME! I TRUSTED YOU, AND YOU DRUGGED ME!"
I tried to shake my head, gasping for air as my hands instinctively clawed at his, but he tightened his grip. My vision blurred, and I knew I was moments from passing out.
"No… I didn't… I swear…" My voice was barely audible, each word a struggle.
"I ONLY ATE WHAT YOU SERVED ME! ONLY FROM YOUR HAND!" His hot breath hit my face with every angry word, but I had no idea how to respond.
Tears slipped down my cheeks as I tried to shake my head again. My panic deepened, and I struggled in vain against the suffocating pressure on my throat.
Just as I was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly released me. I collapsed to the cold stone floor, gasping and coughing, my hands clutching my aching neck as I fought to catch my breath.
I needed to get out. Now.
I didn't know what had happened to him, but I wasn't going to stay and find out.
I scrambled to my feet, determined to flee, assuming the chains would hold him back. I was gravely mistaken.
A metallic clang echoed through the chamber as the candelabrum hit the floor, extinguishing the only light and plunging us into complete darkness. I could hear the chains scraping against the wall as they stretched violently, and then, a massive body collided with mine.
I hit the ground, but now, a massive body was on top of mine, dominating me completely, naked, and I could feel the heat of his sweaty skin.
"Trying to escape me, Savannah?" His voice was a dangerous whisper in my ear. "Too late now. Didn't you give me the aphrodisiac so I'd mount you? Don't worry—I'll fulfill your wish."
I felt his rough hands tear away my long coat, leaving me exposed in just my thin white nightgown.
"No, no, Your Majesty, that's not it… please…" I whimpered, trying to push him away. But his rough hands lifted the nightgown up my hips and touched me, igniting my skin with heat, moving up my waist and toward my breasts.
I didn't know what was happening to me. I felt strange; I should have been fighting for my life, but as he lay back on top of me, growling with excitement, his claws tore through the old white fabric and urgently caressed my breasts, a deep moan escaped my lips.
In the pitch-black darkness, my senses were heightened. The intoxicating scent of wine clouded my judgment, and an unbearable heat spread through my body. I couldn't understand what was happening to me, but the warmth between my legs was undeniable.
"Gggrr… sshh… Savannah," he groaned against my neck, his enormous erection rubbing against my backside.
His enormous erection rubbed up and down, and suddenly, he grew impatient and pulled down my panties to remove them. The garment got stuck on my thighs, which I tried to keep closed.
"No… no, Your Majesty… ahh…" I protested weakly, as he squeezed my chest, pinching my erect nipple, and below, his hot, rigid shaft, well-lubricated, began a sensual motion, sliding between my naked buttocks.
He grabbed my hips possessively, keeping me submissive while he panted and breathed heavily on my back. His dangerous canines nipped at my shoulder, his tongue licked me, and his sensual lips sucked on me, leaving marks on my skin.
His hands stopped groping my breasts and I felt him move down to my belly, forcing me to lift a bit off the ground.