Amelia’s POV
I heard Helion had returned, I stayed in my room not wanting to run into him. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. I walked over to the window to take a look.
A man flew out of the hall and landed on one of the statues. A long wooden spike pierced his chest, pinning him to it.
Helion came out of the hall directly in front of me, and I could see a black, fog- like smoke erupting from his body. His eyes were fiery red too.
He leaned over and said some words to the man then spread his hands and it seemed like he absorbed his soul as a silver vapor came out of the man’s body and entered his own, reducing the man to Ash.
My hand flew to my mouth, as I watched the scene unfold. what the hell was that?? Did he just absorb a man? I mean, a full human being?
He was done and had retuned to his normal self -except for his eyes, which still glowed red.
Suddenly, he turned in the direction of my window, staring right at me.
My breath caught in my throat. I slowly closed the window and rushed to the door, trying to lock it, but he beat me to it. He was already at my door Before my hand could reach the lock, the knob turned. He flung it open, the heavy iron slab slamming against the wall. Then he took slow and steady steps toward me.
“Well. Well, quite a scene you have here .“ he remarked.
“Don’t… don’t come closer. Stay back!” I warned, my voice shaky.
“Or else?” He asked, an evil grin on his face.
“You… You just stay back “ I kept moving backwards till I fell on the bed. My mind went blank.
It was already sunset and the room was getting dark, but I could see him a bit more clearly. I looked at him and he had this satisfied smirk on his face.
I tried to get up, but froze the moment two glowing red eyes appeared in front of me. I went stiff.
He looked every bit the devil he was. Just a pair of horns to complete his appearance.
“Did you think I had completely forgotten about you? Oh, Think again. Because I have not even started with you yet.” His hand moved to my collar, and he dragged it down to reveal the spot he had bitten me before.
I raised my hands and pushed him but he grabbed them and shoved me onto the bed, hovering over me.
“No, let me go!. Get off me, you jerk!.” I thrashed, but he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.
“What do I do to you now, hmm? Do you want my tongue on your little cunt, or do you want me deep inside of you, stretching you out. Tell me, what do you want?” His eyes returned back to their normal golden color and I could see the lust and desire burning in them.
“I want you away from me. Get off me!” I yelled at him.
“Well, That is impossible, “ he said, leaning closer, he claimed my lips in a hot ferocious kiss. my eyes remained wide open as I tried to free myself. His kisses were so rough that my lips ached.
He used one hand to pin both my wrists above my head, with his lips still on mine he slowly unbuttoned my shirt, sliding his hand down my back to unhook my bra and yank it off. leaving my full breasts out in the open.
He broke the kiss and planted his lips on one of my breasts, sucking on it, I didn’t even realize when a soft moan escaped my throat.
No. No… I shouldn’t be wanting this. I don’t want this.
Before I could protest his lips went to the second breast, while his hand cupped and pinched the first one.
I felt something huge-really huge-bulging against my thighs, and I didn’t need anyone to tell me what that was.
There was no way in hell I’m letting him put that thing inside me.
“Mmmmm” I moaned the moment his hand slipped downwards, yanking off my panties. His finger made slow and steady strokes on my clit, the feeling had me curling my toes, my head flinging backwards as I felt a strange tension building up in my pussy. It felt so good I didn’t want him to stop.
Then he slid in a finger, my whole body shuddered. He kept his thrust slow and steady until he added another finger, still moving in and out of me. His mouth left my breast and he released my hands, staring down at me with a smirk on his face, seeing how helpless I was.
He brushed away the hair covering the spot he had bitten me before, sniffling down on it. “You smell so fucking good, “ his voice was a low, seductive growl.
He bared his fangs and bit me again. A sizzling pain shot through me but was suddenly replaced by pleasure, his fingers still thrusting in and out of me.
My toes curled deeper into the sheets, my hands gripping handfuls of the bedspread as I was trying to release the tension building up inside of me. And it was at that moment he stopped. He withdrew his fangs, pulled out his fingers, and licked them clean.
My chest heaved; I was sweating profusely.
“Let us save the best for last.” He said, that devilish grin appearing on his face again.
I lost all composure and slapped him. Hard.
He stared at me, his expression screamed death. then slowly, his hand went to my neck and he grabbed it. choking me.
I couldn’t breathe, I kept slapping his hand but he is just too strong.
“You dare hit me? Have I been too lenient with you, Hmm? He was really mad now. His eyes changed again.
“Le… let go. I… I ca… can’t breathe “ I stuttered, still pulling at his hand.
As if something stirred within him, he let go.
I sucked in air, coughing violently. Then I covered my breasts with my shirt. He stared at me for a while before he spoke.
“You have two days left, I hope you already have a good answer for me. “ He got up and walked out of the room, slamming the heavy door shut.