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to bite me. He was going to
consume every drop of me and end my life. Finally, he was going to claim me as
his dark queen and make me his concubine.
    The culmination of our battle ripped through my body. He
thrust into me, harder, faster, slapping his hips against mine. One climax
melted into another.
    “Mine,” he roared. He pulled out and flipped me onto my
back.
    As soon as his cock reentered me, he sank razor-sharp fangs
into my neck, awakening an entirely new sensation of sweet, sweet pain. My
blood, my power, my climax, flowed into his mouth. Nicolas trembled, thrust
deep twice more and shot his semen inside me. He drank deep. My blood, rich and
powerful, overflowed from his mouth and ran in sticky rivulets down my neck.
    I screamed. I screamed his name, I screamed to the gods. I
screamed until the only thing left was…abyss. Another climax hit me, a
convulsing, aching, touchable pleasure that was so good I would have given
Nicolas everything I was just for the promise of eternity.
    When he finally pulled away from the wound, his skin was
flushed and his eyes were glassy with power. Triumph. He withdrew completely
from me, and cum spilled from my pussy.
    “You are my queen,” he whispered and brought his mouth back
to the dripping wound at my neck.
    The wet concrete beneath me disappeared and I was suddenly
in my, no Nicolas’, dream world. I stood on the cliff overlooking the ocean.
The destructive beauty of the toothed rocks beneath me left me breathless.
    Nicolas approached me from the rear, the grass squelching
beneath his feet. He stopped just behind me, not touching, but close enough
that there was only a whisper of air between his chest and my back. The power
radiating from his body hit me in waves so strong they matched the devastation
of the sea below us.
    He touched me then, smoothed his hands up over my shoulders
tenderly, and I knew I’d made the right choice. He stepped into me so our
bodies were flush. His cock, soft and spent but no less impressive, pressed
against my lower back and I turned my head to smile up at him. He bent down,
his irises flickering from blue to gold and back to blue.
    He kissed me so softly it left a resonating ache in my
bones. My Demon. I love you . I wished I had the strength to do more than
think the words.
    He used his tongue to flick out and taste the drop of blood
that leaked from the corner of my mouth. “Jump.”
    I jumped.
    As the wind cut around me, my gown fluttered and tore from
my body. The silk fabric danced away. The salty taste of the ocean stung my
tongue as I fell. I dove, gracefully, to the crashing waves below. This was my
punishment, my reward. Death and immortality.
    The concrete and the chaos blended. I saw my blood spilling across
the concrete in reality. I watched Nicolas cradle me in his arms while he
pressed his bloody wrist to my mouth and urged me to drink. There was so much
blood. The waves fast approached as I plummeted. When had the ocean become red?
    I hit the jagged rocks and my body broke without a sound.
The chaos disappeared. With one final gasp I smiled at the darkness of Nicolas’
power as it finally took over my mind. My mouth went slack against his wrist.
My heart slowed, stuttered and then stilled. Nicolas and I melted into one
perfect being of light and dark.
    * * * * *
    When I woke I knew without even opening my eyes that
everything was different. I was different. Darkness thrummed through me and
called me from a deep, dreamless sleep. I opened my lids and stared up at the
thin, sapphire silk canopy encompassing the bed, cocooning me in safety.
    My head pounded. My gums ached. The muscles in my legs felt
stiff as if I hadn’t gotten out of bed in days. How much time had passed? I
lifted my hand and my body rose without effort, the dark sheets falling from my
pale, naked flesh. I padded barefoot across the cold, stone floor, the thick,
darkly colored rugs of burgundy and brown my only relief. Candlelight flickered
from the glass