Chapter 76 Chapter Seventy-six

Chapter 76 Chapter Seventy-six
Ivy stood in front of the mirror in her room in Severin's apartment staring at her neck. The small pinpricks were faded now, nearly gone. She wished she would see them all the time as a reminder of what he had been doing to her. She'd thought of him as her knight in shining armor, who had come to rescue her from the confines of her castle. Her eyes were red rimmed from crying.Thinking about everything now, it felt so stupid.

She heard the entrance door creak. He was back. She left her room and saw him standing at the entrance, dusting his shoes. He looked unharmed.

“Hey,” he said when he noticed her standing there. “How are you? Hope you're comfortable?”

“You're going to help me get my throne back.”

His expression closed off immediately. “If you want to live, Ivy, you'll abandon all thoughts of reclaiming your throne. It's lost. The moment Amara finds you, she'll kill you. Is that what you want?”

“You don't expect me to stay here forever.”

Severin sighed, looking around the place. “I can get somewhere bigger if you want. I'll provide everything to suit your princess needs. Just don't go out.”

His care was touching but she knew not to be swayed. Severin was a vampire. Anything he was doing for her was to fatten her up, to make her an even better meal. She shuddered thinking about it.

“If you want me to listen, you're going to answer all my questions. Truthfully.”

Severin shrugged, going to the couch to sit and resting his head on the margin of it and closing his eyes.

“How were you able to feed one without my knowledge?”

“I compelled you.

“What's that?”

“It's a special power all vampires have. They tell you to do something you don't want to do but you do it anyway because you can't resist. I compelled you to forget.”

Ivy swallowed. She reminded herself that she had to ask these questions, even if she wouldn't like the answers.

“What were you doing in my bathhouse that day?”

“I wanted to take a good look at the famed beautiful princess.

“And you couldn't watch from afar like the rest of the commoners?”

“Commoners don't get to see you naked.”

Her face suddenly became very hot. “You're a pervert.”

“Only for you.”

Ivy took a deep breath, trying to ignore the effect his words were having on her.

“Are you the only vampire or are there more?”

“There's more. A lot more.”

Her heart started to beat fast. “Where are they?”

“I don't know. I don't associate myself with other vampires.”

Her brows furrowed. “You've never met another one?”

“No, I said I don't associate myself with them. Two different things.”

“Wouldn't you rather be with your kind?”

He scoffed.

“Answer my question.”she said.

“I don't want to. That's enough questions for today.”

Her hands curled into fists. “Answer my question, Severin.” Her tone brooked for no argument.

He stood then, eyes locked on her. He walked to her and she was forced to move back. He didn't stop until she was backed against the wall. His hand wrapped around her throat but didn't squeeze, just stayed there.

“You forget yourself, princess. This isn't your castle and I'm not your servant. I'm not even your subject. So cut it with the commanding tone.” He revealed his fangs to make his point clear.

Ivy’s heartbeat drummed loud in her ears. She was suddenly very aware that she was alone in this house with a vampire who could very well kill her if she crossed him.

His hand moved lower down her neck, nostrils flaring. He turned her neck to the side, exposing more of her. Fear rendered her immobile. She could only stay still as he traced the column of her throat lazily with his index finger. Was he going to feed from her?

“You're shaking like a leaf. I'm not going to hurt you, princess.”

His hand moved further down her body and stopped at her chest, the small hollow between her breasts. He took hold of one and squeezed. Ivy bit her lip. She felt her nipples peak.

Severin didn't go any further than that though. He took a step back, giving her breathing space. “Go to your room. Lock the door.”

Ivy didn't move, partly because she was afraid and partly because she wanted this. She was tired of running.

“Didn't you hear what I said? Go to your room. Now!”he snapped. She flinched but stayed rooted to her spot.

His eyes narrowed. “You're fucking asking for it, princess.”

She raised her chin. “You said you weren't going to hurt me.”

“Yes but that doesn't mean you should tempt me. I'm still a vampire, after all.”

Ivy looked into his red unnatural eyes and forced herself not to look away. She needed to be strong for herself, for her parents and for her kingdom. If she couldn't face one vampire, how was she supposed to protect the rest of the kingdom from the hordes out there? She raised her chin. He growled, a sound that slightly alarmed her.

“Fine, then. You asked for it.”

He moved her neck to the side jerkily and sank his fangs into her neck. Ivy cried out, her palms pushing at his chest on instinct but he didn't stop. It only served to spur him on. A deep rumble of pleasure came from his chest as he sucked on her blood. She felt tears prick at her eyes but she didn't let them fall. She couldn't let Severin have any more reasons to deem her weak. If there was even a sliver of chance he would let her leave this apartment, she had to show him she could handle everything he gave her.

He pulled back, blood dripping from his mouth, eyes slightly dazed. He licked his lips. “Take your clothes off,” he rasped.

Ivy did as she was told, her eyes never leaving his as she took off the skirt and camisole she was wearing. He took her in, hungrily, eyes gleaming.

“Bend over the table,” he jerked his head to the dining table.

“What?”

“You heard me.” he said, a challenging look in his eyes. Ivy gritted her teeth. She wasn't used to being ordered, much less like this. Severin knew this. He was toying with her on purpose. She could refuse, could go to her room like he said but what good would that do? She would just go from being locked up in the castle to being locked up in his apartment.

Ivy walked to the dining table and slowly bent over it, her arms out in front of her and her back to him. She heard his footsteps come closer, till he was directly behind her. He pressed his hardness against her ass, still clothed, rubbing against her slowly.

“You sure about this princess? You can always back out.” His voice was mocking. She would show him.

“I'm sure.” She said, tone clipped.

Severin chuckled. Both his hands grabbed both of her ass cheeks, spreading them open and squeezing hard. Ivy couldn't stop the whimper that escaped from her lips. He kept rubbing himself firmly against the crack of her ass for what seemed like an eternity. Then he stopped.

Ivy was about to say something when she felt his hand slap the skin of her ass, hard. She yelped, her body jerking.

No one had ever hit her like that before. She felt the vibration of the slap, deep in her core. Severin rubbed the spot he had hit. “You like that?”

She nodded.

“Of course you do. You like it because you're a slut. I wonder how the people of Diamond Ridge would react if they saw their princess all naked and spread out like this.” He gave her another slap on the ass, harder this time. She cried out and her back arched up towards him shamefully. Why were his words turning her on?

The sounds of his hand connecting with the skin of her ass could be heard all over the room. He kept slapping her in quick succession. Her pussy clenched, juices dripping down her thighs. She hid her face in the crook of her arm, humiliation coursing through her. Why was she enjoying this?

Finally, Severin stopped his ministrations behind her. “Turn around and get on your knees.”

She turned around, glaring at him. “I don't kneel for anyone.”

Severin smirked. “I know that. That's why I'm asking you to do it.”

“Do you take pleasure in humiliating me?” She said with indignation.

“I'm not humiliating you, princess. I'm merely bringing you out of your comfort zone. Don't you want to try new things?”

“Fine,” she said and slowly knelt down. She felt so small compared to him from this angle.

He brought his cock out and Ivy suddenly felt intimidated by it. It was too big. She couldn't do this. He rubbed the weeping slit all over her lips, nose and eyes, practically painting her with his precum.

“Open your mouth, princess.”

Ivy did as she was told, opening her mouth as wide as she could but he didn't put his cock inside just yet. He stroked himself above her, letting her mouth hang open.

Severin grabbed the hair at the back of her hair and pushed her face closer till her mouth was level with his balls. Without waiting for his command, she began to lick and suck on them, remembering what she saw in an erotic book she had come across in the castle library.

He hissed and pulled away. “Did I tell you to do that?”

“I…”

Severin didn't let her finish before he thrust his cock into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat in one go. Her eyes wide, bear rolling to the back of her head. She gagged against him, trying to get away but he held her head, going impossibly deeper into her throat.

“Fuuuck,” he moaned above her. She looked up at him, tears running down her eyes, spit dripping from the corner of her mouth. She held his thighs, her nails digging deep into his skin but he didn't relent. He didn't stop till her nose was pressed against his pelvis, the little coarse hairs there, tickling her nose.

She swallowed on instinct but she choked again causing him to let out a long, sinful groan.
“Your mouth feels so good, princess. Even better than your pussy.”

Why the fuck did that feel like a compliment?”

Severin began to move in and out of her throat, fucking her face with reckless abandon while Ivy tried to hold on for dear life.

His hips jerked, once, then twice and she felt warm, salty liquid spill down her throat as he came.

“Fuck, princess,” he breathed, pulling out of her with a loud squelch.

Ivy took deep breaths, grateful for the air she had been so deprived of. She stood quickly, wiping her mouth.

“You did well,” he said.
“Of course I did,” she said with a haughty shrug.

“There she is.”

It felt good to have done this. It felt like she was rebelling. This was something her parents would never have approved of, always wanting her to keep her image of the perfec
t princess. Screw all that. Her parents were dead and the kingdom wasn't even hers for now. It was time to live by her own rules.

“Severin, I want you to teach me more.”