Devoted To You

London, England. 2012.

In a room in the old castle, a young girl was lying naked on a bed. The dim light from the candles lit up her beautiful unconscious body. The door to the room opened and a man with short black hair walked in. His name was Cedric Valerius. He was the second son of The Vampire King.

Cedric stood by the girl staring at her lustfully, starting from her face, slowly down to her breasts and stopping at her pussy. His black eyes suddenly turned red like blood. He was like a wild animal that stalks its prey. He then took off his clothes slowly and moved so he was above her body.

Their faces were so close. His nose softly brushed against her cheek. He whispered in her left ear, his voice deep and gravelly.

“Wake up.”

The girl opened her eyes, struck by his terrifying but handsome face. Fear wrapped around her body. She could not move nor speak. She could only feel.

“This is your first time, right? I will not be gentle with you. I want you to feel the pain and the suffering,” he said, smiling devilishly.

He tucked his hand behind her neck and kissed her lips roughly. His lips then down to her neck. He could smell the blood rushing in her veins and grin drunkenly.

His face turned frightening when fangs elongated from under his lips and gleamed white under the dim lighting. Before she could blink, he bit her neck and drank her blood. He really enjoyed the feeling, drinking from her body.

His mouth full of blood, and some of it drips down from his lips onto her skin. Intense pain took over her body. A cold rivulet of fear ran down her spine as his eyes gripped hers.

“I can smell your fear, your pain, and your suffering. That’s just the beginning. We still have a long night together. The real fun will soon begin,” he said in a low whisper.

Tears trickled down her cheeks from her unblinking eyes as her soul screamed for mercy. He smiled with pleasure, seeing the fear and helplessness in her eyes. He truly enjoyed seeing her suffer.

She held her breath in pain as his hands squeezed her breasts while his mouth sucked, nibbled, tortured her nipples roughly. She kept struggling to move, but her body refused to obey her orders. She could only lie still and feel the pain.

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It was almost dawn when a man with long gray hair walked into the castle. The maids who were there couldn't take their eyes off him, mesmerized by his handsome face, his beautiful silver eyes.

His name was Vladimir Valerius. He was the first son of The Vampire King.

The butler bowed politely to greet his master.