She tried to struggle away, tried to wrench her mouth from his, but it was no use, Alexandru no longer bothering to temper his strength even the slightest bit. She opened her mouth to scream, but he only used it to drive his tongue inside, further deepening the kiss.
Only when she gasped for breath did he lift his mouth. But he didn’t let her go, his arm even tightening around her waist as, without taking his gaze off her, Alexandru commanded, “Leave.”
He didn’t turn around to ensure that his order was obeyed. It was already a foregone conclusion because with the mood he was in, only the world’s greatest fool would have dared disobey him.
Zari couldn’t believe it. “Lord Erou!” she screamed.
But Erou had already started walking away, and the other enforcers trailed behind him.
Her head snapped towards Lady Katarina, and she couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw that the other woman was also walking away. “Don’t you want him back?” she shrieked.
“Enough.” Alexandru’s harsh voice had her head snapping towards him, and Zari gasped when she saw the lust glittering in his eyes.
“I should have done this the moment you started pushing me away,” Alexandru rasped.
Her eyes widened, her Master’s words the only warning she was given before he sank his fingers into her hair, gripping her in place before his mouth slammed down on hers again. She gasped into his kiss, stunned at the speed in which her body betrayed her. She had been wet the moment she felt his touch, but now she was soaking, the wetness even dripping down her legs.
“No!” She beat his chest, trying to shove him away. “Let go—-aaah!” Zari screamed as he pulled her down to him, and he fell to the ground while she fell on top of him. His arms slackened slightly, and she took advantage of it, crawling away.
Her heart raced madly as she tried to escape. She mustn’t let him make love to her. If she did, her love for him would reach unparalleled heights, and so would her jealousy, her vindictiveness—-
And then she felt it, fingers circling her ankle just before she was pulled back.
“Noooo!” she screamed.
“You can scream all you want, my pet, but it won’t do you any good,” Alexandru growled. “Your screams aren’t out of fear…and everyone knows it.”
“Shut up!” She didn’t dare look at him, only thrashing and kicking. She managed to land a kick, and when he grunted in pain, she tried to crawl away again. The skin on her knees was starting to feel tender, but she didn’t stop moving—-
Alexandru grasped the back of her dress shirt.
“Let go—-”
Riiiiiip.
The sound and feel of her clothes being ripped off had her body trembling in fear, anger, and something terribly akin to excitement. When Zari felt her jeans being ripped off next, the fabric no match for a half-demon, half-vampire’s strength, her pussy only quivered and became even wetter. She knew then. Alexandru was right. She wanted this.
“Come back here.”
She bit back a moan, only realizing then how much she had missed hearing the seductive purr of his voice. Even so, she still struggled, thrashing wildly as he yanked her back—-
She gasped, eyes flying open as she slammed back into him, still on her knees, and her bottom connected with his bulging arousal.
“Noooo!” Excitement and fear colored her screams as Zari felt Alexandru positioning himself behind her, heard Alexandru unzipping himself. Dazed with desire, she looked around them, wondering if they really were doing it here, in the middle of a freaking ghost town, and in broad daylight.
She shrieked again when she felt his hand on her panties. A moment later, he ripped it away from her—-
“Jerk! Bully! Bastard!”
But her Master only laughed, a rich dark sound that spoke of his arrogance and knowledge of her. “You can say whatever you want, my pet, but we both know this will tell the truth.” And as he spoke, he slid one finger into her without warning, thrusting all the way down, until his finger was knuckle-deep inside of her.
“Aaaaah.” Her back instinctively arched in response, bringing her bottom up even as her entire body tensed and shook.
Seeing her naked response, the way her breasts shook at the smallest movement, snapped Alexandru’s control. With his free hand, he grasped her bra from the front—-
“No!” But the word came out a moan.
—-and he ripped it away in a second.
She screamed, but it only seemed to excite Alexandru even more, with the way his breathing had become harsher. She could feel his big strong body shaking harder, too, and she wondered dizzily if he would really force himself on her. And would it really be force? Would it really be rape when she was so wet—-
She had her answer in a heartbeat.
His cock shoved into her without warning, big, long, and hard as a rock.