His Wolfless Luna

Damien’s pov

He was clothed in a dark robe that did nothing to hide his well chiseled chest as he sat on a throne with a large dragon sculpture by the side.

He examined the girl who stood before him carefully, with a dark gaze on. He knew she was scared of him and that was the very thing he wanted.

He ordered her to move closer to him and he could hear the frantic beating of her heart against her chest. She was doing all she could to stay rooted to the ground.

“Strip!”

He watched her hurriedly pull off her clothes while doing her best to make him feel enticed. It was obvious she was new at this so he just watched with interest.

She had successfully stripped and revealed her body, she had good curves, each proportionate to each other. Her milky white skin was enough to make a man go crazy but he stood as still as ever.

“Tch, this isn't getting me turned on. Might as well just go in at once.”

He moved to where she was in an instant and pinned her down,opening her legs and revealing her flower that was already dripping with juices. He raised an eyebrow.

“Are you a virgin?”

“Yes, your majesty.” She replied, turning as red as a tomato.

“Virgins.. It's been a long time since I tried them.”

He positioned himself and when he was ready, immediately thrust himself inside her, letting her release a shrill scream.

He smiled to himself. He continued with the movement. In, out, and she continued making sounds only a woman could make but he felt nothing.

“This sucks.” He let out a sigh but still continued in the act.

He proceeded to slap her butt hard up to the point it turned red, but he didnt stop. He continued hitting it until she began to bleed.

He pushed her and made her lie on her face, her reddened butt on full display. He was about to insert his rod into it but decided against it.

He threw her to the floor and made her kneel, her breasts dangling in the air. Using his vampiric speed and strength, he dragged her to the other end of the room and went to sit back on the bed.

“Crawl to me!” He ordered.

She began crawling, slowly and painfully, making sure she wriggled her butts just enough to turn on a man.

He became impatient and in a few steps, he got to her side and landed a kick to her side but the girl seemed to moan.

He raised his brows in wonder. “You enjoy the pain? You're not able to make me turned on but you like bodily harm being inflicted on you?” He hit her again, and this time, she fell but her moan grew louder as she stood up immediately, pleasuring herself.

“Now, this is interesting.” He smiled. He pulled her head towards himself and inserted his c**k into her mouth, even though he wasn't hard, it was pretty big. He stuffed into her mouth and continued the monotonous action. In and out until she began to gag.

He knew that she was getting injured and that was exactly what he wanted. He continued, twisting her n*****s as hard as he could without tearing them off. She suddenly coughed out and there was blood in it.

He gave a sinister smirk as he removed it from her mouth and immediately placed it in her butthole.

She screamed at the force he used as she was bleeding. He continued thrusting in and out, in and out. “Moan out, slut!”

Her moans increased and he knew she would release anytime soon. But just then, someone entered the throne room.

“Your majesty.. it's urgent. You might need to stop your activity.”

He shot a glare at him “Really, but she's about to…you know what. It would be disrespectful to just leave her like that.” He informed, still thrusting into her.

“Your majesty, it's important.”

“I know what we can do, you can finish the job instead.” He suggested and the man's face tensed up.

“I dare not play my hands on your majesty's property. That would be like seeking death upon myself.”

“Good that you know.”

He detached himself from her immediately and after using a wet towel to clean himself, he wore his robe and left to sit on the massive throne that was too big to fit him, he left the poor girl mid-orgasm.

“Who has called for me?”

“The royal priest, your majesty. He claims to have important news that concerns something pertaining to your mate.”

“Mate?” He stood up and left the room,walking in absolute elegance as he left the girl shivering. He shook his head slowly and scoffed.

He knew where he needed to go, so he went ahead, not waiting for anyone to catch up. His fingers grazed the walls as he walked through the dark hallways with red flames scattered everywhere.

He paused when he got to a portrait, he clenched his fists as he inspected the photo. His pale face instantly became dark as he walked away from it and stumbled upon the room where he ought to enter.

“Beware, doom shall rise upon thee!” He read the words on the door.

“Piece of shit.” He entered the room and all gazes shifted to him.

He lazily sat on the throne placed at the center and with a sigh, he summoned someone.

The guy was shaking and was about to pee his pants as he stood before him.

“I need blood. I want only the exquisite one, not the bad ones you take as a slave. Make a mistake and I'll have you sun dried till you burn.”

The guy was rooted on the spot, his legs shaking and about to buckle. He was terrified of this man, Damien. The vampire king who was more ruthless than any other ruler of the realms.

“Your majesty, please let him go.” An older man wearing a red robe informed across the room.

Damien turned to face him with daggers in his eyes but the man didn't flinch.

“He will be unable to bring your blood if you keep him there.” He informed.

“I guess you are right, I do need my blood.” He muttered,resting his face in his palm. “Go!”

The boy immediately left, almost like bolted away as Damien turned to face the man.

“What?” He murmured, his voice sending cold shivers down the spines of the other people present there.

“Someone carries your child.”

Damien raised a brow. “Speak.”

The man continued speaking. “She is a wolf, the one who thwarted your plan to kill Andrew. She had been in a coma for two years after performing the ritual to get rid of your blood.”

“So, she survived. How astounding.” He paused for a second before speaking. “Tell me, of what importance is she to me?”

“I believe that she is your mate. Your second chance mate.”

“That's bullshit.” Damien rebutted.

“Well, that could be true but she carries your child, and that is a fact that cannot be overlooked.”

“So?”

“You must claim her, your Majesty. As soon as possible.”

Damien had a look of disgust plastered on his face. “I hate the wolves, they smell like dogs but it's my offspring we're talking about.”

He turned to face the older man again, this time,curious. “How does she have my baby? I have never engaged with her before.”