Once Betrayed Never Forgotten

Chapter 65: A Cold Goodbye

What the f*ck is he doing here?!

“GET…. OUT…” I hiss at him, quickly gathering up the black silk sheet to cover my breasts.

“Too little, too late, little slut,” Aleksandr purrs, staring at me like I’m’a hot juicy spit roast he can’t wait to bury his fangs into. “I saw everything. That was f*cking amazing.”

It takes me a moment to realise that he’s stroking his engorged cock through his pants, a cock which I have do doubt is every bit as long as hard as Luka’s monster dick, if not larger. It’s also a cock I want nothing to do with, ever again.

“F*ck off, Aleksandr,” I snap with as much venom as I can muster, lying back in bed and turning my body around so that my back is facing him. “I have nothing to say to you. Just go away.

There’s silence, and for a split second it seems like he might have (unbelievably) actually left as I asked – but then I feel the air around me turn cold, like a winter’s chill, and Aleksandr is upon me, grabbing both my wrists and pinning me painfully against the headboard.

He nuzzles his face into my hair and breathes in deeply, pulling away and crinkling his nose slightly in distaste, before chuckling

“You naughty little whore,” he scolds me, his blue eyes glittering with malice. “My naughty, naughty little step–niece. You let that dirty wolf touch you in your most precious place. You drank his juices, just like I drank yours.”

Then his lips find the aching bite mark on my neck, and his tongue probes the ragged Besh, flicking over the wound as he sighs with pleasure.

I cry out – partly from the raw, stabbing pain, and partly from the pleasure his torture brings

is to me.

“My dirty little trick worked though, it would seem,” he says with a smirk. “Your virginity is mine to take Arianna, and no one else’s, do you understand? It’s mine.”

“You don’t own me,” I say, trying to fight against his superhuman grip, as strong as unbending steel, but to no avail.

“Ah, but on the contrary, I do own you,” he insists, his sharp teeth grazing over the raw spot where he bit earlier, reigniting the aching pain anew. “You’re my little toy, my dirty, sexy little f*ck toy. I’m going to f*ck every single one of your tight little holes tonight, starting with that hot pink pussy of yours.”

Even though I literally just came moments ago, I can already feel myself growing hot, trying to pull my mind away from the length of his massive cock. I’ve only felt it though his pants so far, and I’ve never actually seen it with my own eyes or touched it. I can already tell by the stiff rigid outline of his erection, pointing up towards his stomach, that he’s even bigger and thicker than Luka, at least twelve or thirteen inches.

F*ck, is that evenly humanly possible? But I guess Aleksandr’s not a human, so anything’s possible….

“Whatever happened to you saying earlier that your both know your dick could literally split me in half.”

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would literally kill me if you tried f*cking me with it

it?” I ask, anger colouring my words. “We

“Ah, but I’m not talking about my cock,” he says, his ice blue eyes sparkling with cruel amusement. “There are other things I could f*ck you with, little harlot. My fingers, for one. Or my tongue. I bet I could even make you come just with my words, you dirty little slut. Just like I’m turning you on right now, getting you all hot and bothered just with my words alone.”

His voice slides into my mind like lush velvet, plucking at the edges of my resistance.

My mind wanders back to the massive, powerful cock twitching in his pants, and what Anya said on the night of the Blood Moon Ball about semen being freezing cold, and poisonous, a deadly toxin that would kill any human stupid enough to take it into their body.

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Luka’s cum lasted amazing, but I wonder what Aleksandr’s load would taste like. I bet, like most things that are bad for you, it would be absolutely f*cking delicious.

Aleksandr pushes aside the black silk sheet covering my modesty to reveal my naked breasts and chaste white lace underwear, licking his lips as he does

10. 10.

“Take off those knickers and show me your cunt,” he orders, his voice cold and commanding.

“No. I won’t be your sex toyi

y anymore, Aleksandr,” I say with as much determination as I can muster, despite the throbbing pleasure surging through my lains at his authoritative words. “I’m not some pawn in a game of chess.”

Chapter 65. A Gold Goodbye

“Of course you’re not my pawn, you’re my Queen,” he says mysteriously, which catches me off–guard. “You want to be dominated, which is why I dominate you. I’m just fulfilling your own fantasies. If you want it any other

way, just tell

and I’ll play the way you want.”

My panties are soaked through with wetness now, and Aleksandr seems to notice then. He reaches down between my thighs and pushes aside the sodden fabric covering my aching slit, his eyes growing wide as he sees how wet he’s made me.

“F*ck, Arianna,” he says, his erection heaving against his pants, fighting to get free.

I’m so f*cking turned on right now, but I’m not doing this. Not again, not with him. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

1. NO.

I’m standing my ground. I want nothing more to do with the Castle of Endless Night or any of its inhabitants (except my mother, of course, who doesn’t

count).

“Leave,” I say, leaving the single glacial word hanging in the air between us like an icicle.

“Now, Aleksandr,” I continue, slamming my legs shut, so hard that I knock my knees painfully together. To my surprise (and maybe, if I’m honest, to my disappointment), he doesn’t pry them open and force himself on me, f*cking me, forcing me, raping me with that monster cock of his, my ultimate, darkest fantasy.

Instead, he seems to register the ice in my gaze, the seriousness, and he knows I mean it. I want him gone. Or some part of me does, anyway,

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In an instant, he has disappeared from my bedside, just like the last time I got sick of his bullshit and banished him from my bedchambers. He’s there one moment, gone the next, leaving only a slight winter’s chill in the frigid air.

F*ck this. If Aleksandr’s back from that stupid business conference, then maybe so are my mom and Konstantin. I’m going to find her, say goodbye, and then get the hell out of here.

I’m leaving the Castle of Endless Night and never looking back.

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