Traded: A Vampire King Paranormal Romance (Midnight Royals Book 1)

by Tori Leigh

  I tilted my head and inspected him. “For a moment.”

  “Ah, if a moment is all I’m to be granted, I will make the most of it.” He smiled.

  I couldn’t help it; I smiled back. “And what will you do with your precious moment?”

  “I have plans.” He stepped closer, boxing in me against the wall. “The duration of my privileges is ending. I will enjoy them, Audrina. So will you.”

  My stomach fluttered. “W-What do you mean?”

  “You granted me permission to touch you during the party. To kiss you, to hold you.” He leaned over me, his eyes dark, his gaze intense. “I intend to exercise my rights.”

  He took the champagne flute from my hand and placed it on a nearby table, next to his goblet.

  And then he came closer.

  19

  GABRIEL

  I had her against the wall, just where I wanted her. She needed to feel all of me, to feel the power she had over me. Once we left the party, I could not touch her. Not unless she asked.

  I wanted her to be so ready for me that she begged.

  Audrina’s brown eyes shimmered. She trembled beneath me, but her scent spoke of excitement, not fear.

  I took the opportunity to feel her unforgettable curves. I delicately ran my hands down her face, her neck, her sides. Her skin was hot to the touch. I sucked in a deep breath—she was exquisite. To be so close to her was torture, but it was all I wanted.

  I palmed her hips and flexed my fingers, tugging her close to me, but not yet close enough to touch.

  I leaned over her, and her lips parted expectantly. “May I?”

  “Y-Yes.”

  I didn’t hesitate. I claimed her mouth, my lips crushing against hers. She tasted so sweet; I wanted more. More. I devoured her with my mouth, my tongue lashing, probing, claiming. When our tongues connected, electricity zipped straight to the edge of my cock. I moaned as it stiffened further, reaching out to touch her.

  I couldn’t wait any longer. I pressed against her, letting her feel the enormity of my erection. Audrina’s breath was coming fast. She molded her body around my hard length. Her eyes glittered with desire.

  “Let me show you something.” With my eyes on hers, I leaned down and put my hand underneath the skirts of her gown. Her skin was feverish to my touch. I ran my palm upwards, along her naked thigh, and she shuddered beneath me.

  “W-What are you doing?”

  “Showing you how much I want you.” I held my hand perfectly still. “Do you want me to stop?”

  “No.” Her voice was hoarse.

  I continued my exploration until I reached between her legs. I ran my fingers along the edge of her lace underwear—the very ones I’d chosen for her. Her sex was wet, hot, and throbbing beneath the flimsy garment.

  I ran my fingers down the length of the lace, and she gasped.

  “Gabriel.” Her voice was hoarse. “What if someone sees us?”

  “Let them look.” I kissed her again, claiming her mouth, as she squirmed against my hand. I slipped my fingers underneath the lace and ran them against her hot, wet slit. She was ready for me. So ready.

  “Oh!” She sounded shocked, but she ground herself against me as I ran my fingers up towards her clitoris, then pinched the tender bud.

  She put her face against my jacket, pulling me closer, as I continued my exploration. “Oh…” She moaned as I rolled and pinched her sex, making it swollen.

  I trailed my fingers back, gathering more wetness from her slit, and then continued running circles around her throbbing clit.

  “I want…” She breathed against my jacket. “I want…”

  “Shh, Master knows what you want.”

  She looked up at me, shocked. “Y-You do?’

  I gazed into her eyes. “Do you trust me?”

  She nodded shakily. “Y-Yes.”

  I arched an eyebrow, waiting. “I want to hear you say it.” I pinched her clit again, then started rubbing her furiously, increasing the pressure.

  She moaned, her head lolling back. Her hips found a rhythm, bucking against my hand. “I trust you, M-Master.”

  “That’s a good girl. When you give Master what he wants, he gives you what you need.” I slid two fingers into the opening of her vagina, so wet for me. She moaned again, deeper, and I went back to her clit.

  “More,” she said, her voice hazy as she ground herself into my palm. “I want more.”

  I lifted her skirt further and notched my fully erect cock, still in my pants, in between her legs. I thrust, rubbing against her slit.

  “What are you doing?” she moaned, but she caught on pretty fast. She ground herself against me, back and forth, before I could answer.

  “Oh, my god…you’re so huge.” She gazed up at me, eyes wide with wonder. “I want it, Master. I want to feel you—all of you.”

  “Then you shall.” I leaned close against her, my mouth to her ear. “This is what you do to me. You make me huge.” My cock strained against my pants and she rubbed herself against me, desperate, her lace panties causing so much friction, it felt like we might catch on fire.

  I pinned her back against the wall with my chest and slowed down, moving my cock back and forth cruelly, methodically. I rubbed her clit, sometimes pinching it while I thrust. She was undone, her mouth open, her pupils huge, grinding against me. Her body was shaking—filled with lust. She was on the edge.

  I cursed under my breath. I wanted to rip the clothes off of both of us and plunge into her.

  “I want you, I want you now,” she moaned, over and over.

  “You can’t have me—not here.” My voice was strangled.

  I dropped to my knees to finish her. Otherwise, I would try to take her right there—but she was a virgin, and my cock was too huge for her to handle like this. We needed more time. I needed to loosen her up, to prepare her for me. I wanted her to enjoy every thick inch, to beg for it to be driven all the way in.

  Then there was the matter of the claiming. She had to understand the terms before we went too far.

  I once again lifted her skirt, diving beneath. Her heavenly scent engulfed me; I inhaled deeply. My cock strained, desperate to get inside her, desperate to claim her. Fuck, I needed to get her out of there.

  “Gabriel?” Her voice, like her body, was shaking.

  “I will take care of you, my Audrina.” I couldn’t leave her on the edge—my angel, my virgin. She would come beneath my tongue, hard, and see that she could trust her Master.

  And she would want more.

  I slid the lace underwear to the side and kissed her hot inner thighs. My kisses turned to little nips, my teeth pressuring the sensitive flesh around her sex. Later, after I had claimed her, I would graze my fangs against her sex. She would scream with pleasure.

  Audrina moaned above me and clenched her thighs on either side of my head. I chuckled, my cool breath against her hot sex, and she gasped. I opened her with my fingers and blew on her clit, and then I couldn’t wait anymore. My poor angel was shaking. She needed her release. Later, in our bed, I would tease her until she begged. But for now, I would be swift, merciful.

  I lapped against the folds of her sex. Her body was quaking, quivering. I expertly flicked my tongues through the folds, finding her clit, circling it. Then I put my lips around it and sucked hard.

  Audrina cried out above me. She bucked against my mouth. I tongued her clit and her slit, alternating, until she stiffened and cried out again. I sucked her tender bud hard, burying my face in her, relentlessly suckling her. Her entire body convulsed then went rigid as she orgasmed, gloriously, her sex hot, wet and throbbing as she came for me. I greedily sucked the juices, burying my face further, her body still shuddering violently beneath my ministrations.

  “Gabriel, Gabriel!” She cried as she came again, and a hot pride bloomed in my chest. She was a screamer. I fucking loved it.

  By the end of the night, I was going to own her, body and soul, for all eternity.

  All she had
to do was say yes, and Master would grant her wishes.

  20

  AUDRINA

  I came so hard, I thought I’d lost my mind. Then I came again, and I was pretty sure I might’ve died and gone to heaven.

  When I finally opened my eyes, I was in Gabriel’s arms, still shuddering from the aftershocks of my orgasm. He gently kissed my cheeks, my neck, the top of my chest. “Did that please you?” he asked.

  I’d thought I’d had an orgasm before tonight, but I realize now that my masturbation attempts were a sad joke, a mere whisper of the pleasure he’d just given me. “It was a-amazing.”

  “Good.” He pressed against me. He was still so, so hard.

  I couldn’t believe what I was feeling, but I immediately got wet again. There was a dull ache between my legs, something persistent and undeniable. I wanted more. I wanted him. Now that I’d felt the anaconda between my legs, I wanted the anaconda—and I wanted it now.

  We needed to get out of there. We needed his big, black bed.

  “C-Can we go?” I asked, suddenly looking around. Good lord. I’d forgotten that we were at the party, in public. And I was pretty sure I’d screamed my head off. My cheeks heated.

  “Shh, there’s no reason to be ashamed, Audrina.” He gently took my chin, raising my gaze to meet his. “Remember when I told you that my people are more direct about such things? Public displays of affection are an accepted part of our customs. Do not be surprised if, after hearing us, some of the other couples are mating. These things can be catching.”

  He smiled at me, a devilish glint in his eyes.

  “R-Really? Because I’m mortified.”

  “No, my angel. There is no shame here.” He kissed my lips briefly, too briefly. “We do not deny our needs or hide them. In that way, I suppose we are more honest than where you come from.”

  “But...” I bit my lip. “What about you? Your brothers said you haven’t been with anyone in a long time. Did they mean physically, or something else?”

  “I have not been intimate, physically or otherwise, with a woman for a long time. It is true.” His eyes darkened. “But that is because I do not waste my time on trivial distractions. I have not wanted. But tonight, I wanted. I still want.”

  “I-I want you, too.”

  A smile spread over his face. “Do you feel what I feel, Audrina?”

  “Of course I do.” I gazed up at him. “Can’t you tell? Do you know what you just did to me? I’ve never felt anything like this before. I didn’t even know it was possible.”

  “What we just did was nothing.” His eyes glittered. “What I could show you… The pleasure will take your breath away. You will never be the same.”

  I nodded at him. I was still shaking.

  “Come, let us go.” He cradled his arm me as he led me from our dark corner. “Head held high, Audrina. No one here begrudges our pleasure. You will see—it pleases them, too.”

  He led me slowly back to the edge of the party, and I saw what he meant. The orchestra was playing a lower, sultry song. Dancers moved together across the floor, their bodies snaking around each other. Several of them were passionately kissing; others were visibly grinding.

  I stopped to gape at a row of couples against the far side of the room. They were openly having sex. There were male and female couples, men with men, women with women… Whatever the combination, one partner had their back against the wall while the other fucked them. Their cries mingled as they erupted in pleasure. It almost looked like they were having a contest to see who could have the most orgasms…

  “Like I told you,” Gabriel whispered. “It’s catching.”

  Watching the writhing bodies made me feel hot and squirmy inside, but I didn’t want to be at the party. I only wanted to be with Gabriel, alone.

  “Let’s go.” His voice was thick, urgent. He clutched my hand and pulled me through the room.

  As we passed, the guests watched us with open interest. Remembering where I was, and what Gabriel had told me, I held my head high. No one else seems ashamed, neither should I. In fact, several of the women nodded at me in approval.

  I shakily nodded back.

  We’d almost made it through the door when a server hustled toward us. “Your Highness, please wait.”

  Gabriel whirled on him. “For fuck’s sake, can’t you see I’m busy?”

  “I’m so sorry, but there were some questions about the wedding venue, something came up…”

  Gabriel groaned as he stopped to listen to the man. I stepped to the side, giving them space. I found my gaze wandering back to the row of couples. I wondered vaguely if I could pick up any tricks. If Gabriel and I were about to do what I thought we were about to do, I needed all the help I could get…

  Someone grabbed me from behind. A powerful hand clamped over my mouth and nose, making it impossible for me to breathe. Gabriel! But I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t catch my breath…

  They dragged me out of the room and down the hall. I struggled and kicked, but my captor was incredibly strong. They threw me into a room and slammed the door behind us. I struggled to my feet.

  Leonora blocked my path. Her white-blond hair was tousled, her red gown askew. She stared at me, her eyes filled with hate.

  “Gabriel!” I screamed. “Help!”

  “The king can’t hear you.” A snarl twisted Leonora’s beautiful features into something ugly.

  “W-What do you want?”

  “You.” She stepped closer, and icy fear prickled down my spine. “Oh, but everyone wants you, don’t they? The lovely virgin who all seek to plunder.”

  “You can’t have me,” I said quickly. “King Dalca has c-claimed me.”

  Her nostrils flared as she came closer still. “He hasn’t taken you yet, virgin. He’s left you vulnerable. Which leads me to believe that he doesn’t really care for you that much at all.”

  “He did claim me, he said I was his—“

  “Well he lied—tonight, you are mine.” She hissed and two fangs appeared.

  “What the FUCK?” I screamed. “Gabriel—help me! She’s a vampire! She’s a fucking VAMPIRE!”

  Those were my last words before Leonora launched herself at me, fangs bared.

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  THE MIDNIGHT ROYALS SERIES

  Traded

  Chosen

  Claimed