Page 68 of Kingly Bitten

Just like Darius.

Juliet’s lips parted on a silent moan as her master’s mouth reached the intimate crease between her leg and her slick flesh. No bite, just a lick, accompanied by a growl of hunger from the predator before her.

“See how she remains silent?” I asked softly, my hold loosening as I returned my hands to Calina’s hips. “No begging. No moaning. No screams. It’s how humans are taught to behave. They only vocalize when given permission. Which is why your directness needs to be corrected. No one will tolerate that from you.”

She shivered against me as I began to pull up the fabric of her gown, my fingers eager to confirm the dampness between her thighs.

“Lajos would make you drop to your knees right now, Calina. He’d want your mouth on his cock to get him off while he watched Darius feed from Juliet’s delectable pussy.” I exposed Calina’s heated flesh to the plane, not that anyone was watching us. “He’d force you to deep-throat him until you passed out.”

I skimmed my teeth along her neck and licked the thundering rhythm beneath her fragile skin. She trembled, exciting my savage side.

I wanted to do just what I’d described—order her to kneel and fuck her throat raw.

But this all played into my prowess and how I preferred to indulge in sensual games.

“I’ll be taking you to Lajos Region as my preferred consort. Lajos is probably going to want a taste of whatever I deem valuable. So long as you behave, I won’t have to agree. But it requires you to be just like Juliet is now—silent, seductive, and sinfully provocative.”

Darius chose that moment to sink his fangs into Juliet’s clit, causing her back to arch up off the table as she came instantly from his bite.

Calina shuddered against me, her balance shifting. I palmed her sex to hold her in place, my finger gliding with ease through the evidence of her desire.

I wrapped my opposite arm around her chest, keeping her in place as the fabric of her gown remained bunched up against her hips.

“Lilith never fed from you like this.” It was a statement, not a question. Because her reaction told me she’d never seen this before.

She didn’t reply, her sharp focus on Juliet and Darius as he devoured hisErosita, keeping her in a heightened state of arousal the whole time.

Her cheeks were pink with exertion, her lips parted on a silent scream. She quivered violently, causing Darius to put a hand on her abdomen to hold her down against the table while he fed.

“This could be painful.” I hummed the words into Calina’s ear. “He could choose to withdraw the endorphins at any moment. Then she would have to do her best not to shriek in pain. It’s a game a lot of my brethren play because they enjoy torturing their food.”

I slid two fingers into her, drawing a hiss from her lips.

“Even the slightest reaction can cause a vampire to turn violent,” I warned her, my lips dropping to her neck, where I pierced her skin in reprimand for her vocalizing a reaction.

She jumped, but I held her in place with ease.

Her thighs clenched in response to the pull of my mouth against her vein, providing an interesting detail about her own proclivities. I’d withheld the pleasurable aspect of my bite, yet that only seemed to intrigue her more.

Which suggested she enjoyed a little pain in the bedroom.

Mmm, definitely my kind of woman, I marveled, losing myself to her taste.

She didn’t scream. She didn’t speak. And that hiss was the only sound she’d made.

“Such a good student,” I praised her, releasing her neck and letting the blood trickle enticingly from her open wound.

Darius had stopped feeding as well, his attention on Juliet’s pleasure-drunk state as he stood to loosen his belt.

I’d told him to give us a show like he would with Lajos, and he’d either taken my words to heart or forgotten we were here.

Likely the former because he wasn’t the type to dismiss his surroundings. And it wasn’t like I hadn’t seen him fuck before.

He’d also want to mark his territory in front of Lajos, which made this move strategic on Darius’s part. Of course, it displayed a hint of possessive intent as well.

One I was beginning to understand because I didn’t much fancy the idea of Lajos touching Calina. But I also hadn’t been wrong to warn her that he might.

“I think we should practice, sweet Calina,” I said, making a decision.