Page 47 of Creatures of War
The door clicked open, and the king strolled in, the doors closing behind him. He paused at the entrance, noting the chaos I’d left. I made sure to leave nothing alone. Even as he walked in, I took the chair I had been picking up and whirled it at the window, hoping it’d break.
It didn’t though. Not even a crack.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” he asked with a big grin. “I have to admit, your fire is really beginning to grow on me.”
“I don’t want to grow on you,” I snapped back. “Let me out of here.”
“Can’t do it. It’s over. I am no longer giving you a choice. This bonding between us is going to happen even if you don’t give me permission. After what I just witnessed below, I know you’re someone I can’t so easily let go.”
“I can’t bond with you!” I screamed.
The king grinned through his beard like a true predator. He was finally done with stalking and was more than ready to pounce on me. He ran at me, faster than I expected from someone so old. His wings made a whooshing sound as he used them to propel himself forward.
I screamed and dove to the side, just out of his reach. He grabbed for me again, and I used the little bit of training I was able to get from Philit to fight back, kicking at him.
“Oh, so you do know some moves,” King Laskis said, sounding impressed as he grabbed my leg. Then, he yanked me hard until I was flat on the floor, the back of my head aching. He crawled over me, pinning me down as he lowered his head closer to me. “But I have far too much experience for you to be able to defeat me.”
“Do you really think that?” I snarled.
“Yes. I’m untouchable. It is why I am king.”
“Even kings fall,” I seethed and jerked my leg up, getting him off balance.
I used that to push him off me more, making sure he felt it as my elbow jabbed into his ribs. Then, I got on my feet and put more distance between us. But before I had a chance to get too far, he was already there, pinning me face-first against the wall. Pain blossomed across my cheekbone. He yanked my right arm behind my back until my shoulder felt like it was going to pop. He used that to control me and keep me pressed against the wall.
“I am superior to you, Rayna. You are only a rider without the strength or speed of a dragon. I will always overpower you.” He reached down and grabbed my ass, giving it a hard squeeze until I let out a whimper. He leaned in closer, grinding his cock against my ass and dragging his nose along my neck, taking in a deep breath. “You smell so wonderful. What will you feel like wrapped around my cock? How powerful will you make me?”
“Keep…fucking…dreaming,” I snarled, trying to get free, only to hurt myself more. I blinked back tears, not wanting him to know how scared shitless I was of having him so close to me like that.
“I have been, every night since you came to me. Now I get to make them real.” He dragged his tongue along my neck before biting down. Hard.
I screamed as my neck grew warm. The fucker had broken skin and drawn blood. My skin prickled again, and I swore I could feel the guys there but only briefly. Then I was flying through the air and landing hard on the bed. I rolled, nearly falling off the bed and onto the other side. If the bed had been smaller, I would have smashed into the ground instead.
I groaned, curling into myself and grabbing my neck. It wasn’t too bad, but I hated that he’d bitten me, that he’d marked me like that. He wasn’t my mate; he didn’t get the right to mark my body.
The bed dipped, and I tried to climb over the edge to the other side, but the king grabbed my ankle and yanked me toward him. He rolled me over and crawled up my body, forcing himself between my legs so I could feel him.
The bastard was enjoying this. He ground his cock uncoiled and spread my pussy.
“You are mine now, Rayna. It’s time to accept that.”
“Never.” I smacked at him, trying to claw my nails against his skin, but he only trapped my hands above my head with just one of his hands.
His bottom half kept mine trapped, and now I had no way to maneuver. I was truly caged.
My heart thundered in my chest as all of me prickled, feeling absolutely disgusted.
The old man smiled broadly again, his wings spread out completely behind him, casting a massive shadow over me. He reached down and grabbed my left breast, tweaking my nipple. I glared, unwilling to give him any kind of reaction.
“Breaking you is going to be so enjoyable.” He leaned down, ready to kiss me. I turned my head, forcing his lips to only meet my cheek instead. He chuckled against my skin and dragged his tongue down my cheek. “So much fun.”
He slowly lifted my dress, and reality was beginning to settle inside of me, twisting my soul. This was happening. This really was going to happen. He was going to force himself on me.
For a moment, I thought it was only my imagination and fear that made the room feel like it was shuddering, but then even King Laskis froze. He sat up, putting more distance between us and making it easier for me to breathe.
The doors banged open just as the room shuddered again.
“What is going on?” King Laskis asked, his power surging through the room, making me feel like I was choking on it.