Hell’s Consort

"I will make you my queen."

He pulled chains on either side of the bed and cuffed her wrists on them.

"I'm the High Priestess. You can't—"

Fear trembled through her mind.

She can't consummate this marriage if the Blood Beast made her his queen. Luna must remain a virgin High Priestess to remain as a vessel for Hecate's magic.

"What are you planning to do?"

"I am aware that you are the High Priestess. I will not mate with you, but I will bind you to my blood and soul to make you stronger. If I drink your blood laced with a goddess' magic, then it will make me stronger too. I will make you mine no matter what so that I will take the Vampire King's consciousness forever. He wouldn't be back anytime soon."

So, this was the Blood Beast's goal. He would make her so weak, drain her of her life force, and replaced it with his to bind her to him forever.

This was the principle of the Blood Bond magic.

He must be out of his mind making the virgin High Priestess his mate. But the consequences of that… Would her reincarnate magical blood will make him powerful and could make him possibly access Hecate's magic, too?

Wasn't that dangerous?

Her mind was racing through her options.

Luna would never let him.

She needed the Vampire King back.

The Blood Beast moved on top of her body, stopping when he was eye-level with her. The intimacy was somehow shocking, especially with her tied down. Chest to chest, he removed her cloak and peeled off her flimsy dress.

He growled. "If you struggle, I would rip your head off."

The Blood Beast's fangs were in too deep it must have pierced a bone. Her head kept falling back, tilting sideways. The monster bit her wrist this time and had drained her, making her senses numb.

Luna's neck was too sore, taking its sweet, sweet time to heal. Black and white spots began to dance in front of her eyes, her heart pumping as if it ran for its life.

Luna couldn't even lift a finger, and his venom had lost its seductive charms. The Blood Beast had left bite marks on different parts of her body: her inner thigh, breasts, and left shoulder.

Another jolt of pain sizzled along her spine.

Sweat and blood poured from her body, and it soaked the bed.

He was marking her everywhere as if she was his territory. When she was at the brink of losing her consciousness, the Blood Beast slashed his wrists and forced her to drink his blood until she healed, and then it started all over again.

Draining her until she was almost on the verge of death, The Beast filled her with his blood.

This vampire blood bond was torture. She moaned in pain and lost her breath as his blood spilled over her mouth.

Gradually, the excruciating pain had turned into pleasure, and it pulsated in every fiber of her body. The Blood Beast kept doing this until Luna was desperate for his blood, an unquenchable thirst that felt like her entire being depended on it.

She pulled her chains tight as she strained against the bonds that held her, gasping for breath while her body responded in a rush of wetness. Her release shot through her as she arched her back, rubbing herself in desperate motion against the Blood Beast's cock.

"I felt you come." He growled sharply, and Luna stared at his wide amber eyes filled with fascination. The Blood Beast's muscles went rigid, and his fingers curled into claw-like points when he smelled her arousal.

His hips surged, and another high call came out of his throat as he began thrusting, delicious friction coming up with increasing force.

"You're mine, now." The voice said. "Mine."

His moan vibrated into her mouth as he kissed her, and Luna craned her neck and twisted her head, rising to meet and capture him with her lips. Placing his claws on the headboard, he ground his erection towards that secret, wet spot between her inner thighs.

It had been hard enough to keep her body in check before he had put his mouth on her. Now that her tongue knew of his taste, she will surely crave more of him and not just his blood.

Luna nicked his lower lip accidentally, lusting and aching for more of his vital fluids. Her canines grew and turned into sharp little points.

Did he turn her into a vampire?

By the law of the Shadow World, Purebloods were not allowed to turn other beings into vampires, or else he might attempt to create a zombie army of mindless rogue vampires afflicted with blood lust.

She had to fight by any means she can to stop this precarious craving.