I mean, look at him. Look at the shit he did, grabbing me like that, throwing me onto a bed as if I were a rag doll.
What a scumbag.
Man, I hoped my nastiness got under his skin. And what was with him saying he wasn’t my enemy? Pfft. So funny. What a fucking comedian.
The silky sheets smelled of him, this damn pit rife with citrus and sexual energy.
“I hate you,” I said, knowing his vamp hearing would catch it.
And hated myself for the little flash of excitement I got when he’d pinned me to the bed. A flicker of horniness, my body ready for some rough sex.
Never. Never. Never. I’d peel my skin off if I ever gave in to him. Peel it off and toss it in a fire.
Would you?
By Aidan, how long did I have to lay here for? What did he consider a sufficient timeframe for an epiphany? Well, a fake one.
Time to blow smoke up his perfect arse. Kings loved that shit, right?
I bet his backside was perfect. A real peach of a booty, if the way those trousers hugged him was anything to go by. An arse to get lost in, explore it like a?—
I shut myself up, reaching out to the room’s flora to help me relax.
It did. Massively. The energy a happy, bubbly fizz.
Thanks, sweeties.
The bed rose againafter Aidan knew how long, the whole of me free to move and speak again.
I prepared myself to be a compliant elf, only to find the room empty. No vampire king, and no snake.
“Anyone here?”
There was a pile of clothes on my bed, neatly folded. Green jacket, trousers, and a white shirt.
Elio’s?
Steam curled around the edges of the bathroom door, white tendrils licking at the air.
“Hello?”
Elio stepped out of the steam, a white towel tied around his waist. He gave me a pointed look, as if to say, Ha ha! In your face!’ then greeted me properly.
“Good evening, Paris.” He went to fetch his clothes from the bed.
“Er, hi. What are you doing here?”
He dropped the towel. Oop! I averted my eyes, not in the mood for elf dick right now.
Elio chuckled. “Servicing His Majesty.”
“Okay.” The sounds of rustling followed.
“I’m dressed,” he said.
I looked into a face full of afterglow. “Enjoy yourself, did you?”
He nodded happily. “My king knows how to please.”
