Samara’s POVAs the last of the nightmare fades away from my mind, I find a newfound confidence within myself that I never knew that I possessed. I have always steered clear of men thanks to that one encounter with my uncle when I was a child, but for the first time I find myself wanting to give myself to a man. There is something different about the strong vampire, Cassius, and I want nothing more than to explore him and the feelings that he invokes inside of me. I feel safe while wrapped up in his arms, a feeling that I didn’t know that I was missing up until this point. I slam my lips against his without thinking about the consequences or what my actions could mean for my future. The only thing that is on my mind as I move my lips against his, is the strange feelings that he has stirred up in me. Arousal floods my system, sending heat to pool in a delicious way in the apex of my thighs and earning a wanton moan from my lips. Cassius grabs hold of my arms roughly, his domineering
Samara’s POVCassius drops to his knees in the shower, his red blazing eyes focused on my face as he makes his way closer to the valley between my thighs that no one has ever been to before. A shudder of anticipation moves through me, my eyes moving to half mass as I watch my Dark Prince move closer to the spot where I crave his touch. His tongue darts out and runs along my slick folds, earning a pleased moan from my lips as I throw my head back against the shower wall. That must have been all of the encouragement that he needed because he soon dives into my moist heat, licking and sucking in places that I never knew could feel so good. Sure I have seen my share of porn videos and knew that women liked it when I man would lick down there, but never did I think that it would feel as good as it does right now. The feel of his warm breath against my heated core sends unexpected tingles throughout my body and mixed with the tongue that is flicking in exactly the spot that is needed, it
Samara’s POVAfter waking up to an empty bed, I stretch out my arms and let out a long yawn in an attempt to wake myself up. When I look over at the digital clock on the table to my right, I see that it is three o’clock in the afternoon and that realization causes me to jump up from bed, startled. In my hurry to get out of bed and start my day, my feet get tangled up in the bedsheets and I feel myself falling to the wooden floor with a heavy thud. An “oomph” sound leaves my lips as I roll to my side to rub my aching butt. After falling out of bed in my haste, I decide to take my time with getting ready for the day and lay back and close my eyes.My thoughts begin to wander as I lay there on the hard floor, completely naked, except for the part of me that is covered by the falling blanket. Where could Cassius have gone so early? It was nearly nine am when we both finally fell asleep wrapped in eachother’s arms, and aren’t vampires supposed to sleep during the day to avoid the sunlight
Samara’s POVThe words tumbling from my dark prince’s lips sends shooting pains straight through my heart. How can he say something like that after everything we have shared? I thought that our relationship was blossoming into something special, but as usual, I have been as foolish as I always am. The stunning redhead places a pretty pout on her lips as she turns her attention back to Cassius. “She smells delicious.” Glee appears on her features as she runs her tongue across her lips yet again. “Can I have her?”Panic begins to set in within me at the sight of the hunger burning in her eyes, causing my heartrate to pick up and hammer away in my chest. The gleeful look on the woman’s face was enough to let me know that I would not like anything that she has in mind for me. My eyes shift from her sultry form and over to where Cassius stands ramrod straight in the doorway, an unreadable look plastered on his face. He wouldn’t actually give me to this woman, would he? What kind of situa
Samara’s POV“Are you still here?” My body jerks in my seat at the sound of my boss, Mr. Jones’ voice from the door to my office. “I’m sorry.” He says apologetically, a reassuring smile spreading across his handsome face. “I didn’t mean to startle you Samara.” His body shifts as he moves his weight from his right foot to his left, his right hand moving up to rub along the base of his neck in uneasiness. “I saw the light on and thought I would come check on you.”An amused smile lifts up the corners of my lips. Mr. Jones always seemed uncomfortable in his own skin despite the fact that he is one of the most handsome men I have ever seen in my life. At six foot two he is quite the sight to see no matter your sexual orientation. With jet black hair that frames around his face perfectly and the most alluring blue eyes I have ever seen on a person, he was definitely a sight worth seeing. His blue eyes meet my hazel colored orbs expectantly, making me realize that I have yet to say a word
Samara’s POVDarkness surrounds me as I slowly open up my eyes. The darkness surrounding me is the same shade as the darkness that greets me when I close my eyes, resulting in me questioning whether I even opened my eyes to begin with. A shiver of fear moves through my body, causing me to shake against the grimy floor as tears spring to my eyes, threatening to fall at any moment. Where am I?That thought keeps circling around in my mind while I struggle to get my eyes to adjust to the darkness of wherever I have found myself, but no matter how hard I concentrate, no light appears in my vision to assist me with seeing. The smell of rot and mold assaults my senses and I have to fight down the constant bile that threatens to release at any moment. A whimpering sound breaks the silence from my left, drawing my head in that direction with a quick snap. My ears perk up to catch the sound again, but nothing greets me as I sit there straining to hear any sound in the darkness. Just when I w
Samara’s POVAs I sit huddled in my spot, jumping at every small noise that enters my ears, my heart races erratically in my chest. They can’t be Vampires, can they? Vampires are the thing of fiction, not something that truly exists in the real world…right? My mind breaks as the thoughts about Vampires and whether they can truly exist flows through my mind on an endless loop of repetition. Vampires are not real. This mantra repeats in my mind over and over as I try to get a hold of myself in order to find a way of escaping whatever sick situation I have found myself in. Those have to be fake teeth, some kind of sick joke being played on me. But for the life of me I can’t think of a single person that would do this to me, or a single reason why anyone would.My mind continues to spiral as time slowly passes around me. I have no idea how long I stayed curled up on the dirty, damp floor before the familiar large man reappears in the doorway, this time with his eyes set on me. Fear clutc
Samara’s POVI watch in horror as countless young women are paraded across the stage, their whimpers of fear only enticing the crowd more as they bid on who will get to take them home. The announcer introduced each woman that walked across the stage by their label, some of them sending my mind spiraling as I tried to come to grasp with the fact that I have walked into some kind of a horror film. The hopes that I was dreaming in my bed safely were quickly dashed away when I pinched myself rather hard and still my eyes were facing what appears to be some version of a mermaid being rolled across the stage in a semi-large aquarium looking bathtub. My eyes widened in shock when a bidding war ensued around us at the sight of the mermaid-like creature. An actual fist fight broke out between the two who were bidding on the mermaid, causing a pause in the auction to appear. I sagged against the large man in relief before realizing that this didn’t mean that the auction was over and that I wa