Chapter Two
Raina held herself still as a demon with red eyes, finally letting his hand slip away from her face.
The wicked heat of the fires that burned in their pits threatened to shatter the ice cold box where she suppressed her emotions. No her very soul. She could not afford to display any feeling here or ever in their presence.
What were they?
Cold, powerful and shameless demons with crimson eyes piercing her very soul, trying to invade the secretive mind, she ascertained.
Long ago she shut off the sensation of the demon's fingers brushing against her sensitive skin. Ignoring the flick of the thumb against her nipples. She was thinking far away down in the depths of the mind. She retreated down into herself, into a place no one can touch her. His gentle touch, but invading nonetheless, was only slightly tolerable to her sensibilities. No matter, she will use this negative energy to feed her resolve to never surrender. Her life didn't matter. Only thing that did was the rage inside screaming for justice.
Deep inside her mind she entertained thoughts to kill Alistair. Nothing else would give her the satisfaction better. She has only to survive this humiliation. She imagined him lying in a pool of his own blood. Just as she had laid in hers the night he attacked and drank some of her blood. It was a surprise to him that she did not die as she healed within minutes of the attack before his eyes. Unfortunately to his delight because he took her virginity as well.
Shaking from past events, she focused back to the demon as he held her gaze, but she refused to let her revulsion show. Her reaction did not matter. Yet, he will do as he wished no matter what. Who knows what depth he would go to please himself. How was she to stop him? She eyed him with suspicion as he traced another finger across her face then jerked it back.
"Not a demon, but a vampire my sweetling."
Whatever!
Something wild and dark flared in the depths of his crimson eyes. Never taking his calculating eyes from hers as he addressed her kidnapper.
"Alistair, what would we do with her?"
The impact of his words threatened to fry her nerves as anxiety struck her heart, but she remained strong.
Her asshole of a kidnapper simpered, "Anything you wish my KIng, she is of no concern to me."
"Really?" The dark haired vampire answered sarcastically. He brought the hand that caressed her body to his nose and inhaled.
"Truly, anything?"
Flashes of tormenting memories caused her to suddenly relive her degradation of the day Alistair took her. He had lied to her, and promised to let her go afterwards. She should have never trusted him, he was the kind of person that would trade his own mother to settle his debts.
Raina choked down a bitter laugh as one vampire bargained with the other.
Damn them to hell!
"Tell me girl, why not speak for yourself?" The dark haired vampire wondered out loud. "Come now, we are not as strangers as before, you know I know your secrets."
She gulped down her nerves. "Everyone knows you don't engage in conversation with monsters." She turned and shot her captor a hateful look.
"Ah yes, an extremely intelligent response."
The vampire smiled lazily at her. His white teeth gleamed in the beauty of his face. If she didn't know better he'd just given her a compliment. But the thought simmered down even as she kept her face passive. Suddenly, the thought occurred to her, she may ot get the pleasure of killing Alistair. He was a fool if he thought to cheat this vampire.
"So do we have a deal?" Alistair showed no restraint as his body vibrated with delight.
"We must come to terms."
The raven haired vampire king held his hand out to her. For a moment she stared at his long fingers, then shifted her gaze back to red soulless eyes. She did not want to touch him and he knew it.
Why would this vampire agree to this absurdity?
"I accept!" The hasty Alistair didn't even want to hear the terms.
The dumb ass.
What did this vampire and his equally mysterious companions have in store for her? She swallowed hard. It did not matter. This was just another obstacle in her way. She'd get through this one. But she needed to know.
"What are the terms?" Her voice cracked from lack of water.
It's been a long journey.
The dark haired king beckoned with his long fingers and she hesitated as she placed her hand in his cold palm. Smiling, he twined her fingers together. Breath gasped out of her as he tugged her closer, twisting her body around until she fell on his lap. Slight moans could be heard from his companions. He wrapped his arms around her body, trapping her. One thigh came between her legs to spread them and forced her ass against the hard length of his member.
Shame and revulsion bubbled to the surface of her mind. Then with tenacious stubbornness she shoved it back down where no one could see and she felt nothing.
"One night," he nibbled at the curve of her neck.
She held still, enduring the slight sting. Only one night. Not so bad, she could endure one night of anything. Raina relaxed slightly as she started to understand her fate. Her thoughts betrayed her as it focused on the contours of his body under her buttocks and the solid cold muscular chest on her back for his shirt was open a bit just enough to see it.
Then his nose nuzzles the side of her neck just slightly letting his tongue flicker against her slowly heating flesh, she cringed in loathing but remained still, determined to never show her shame.
''Of pleasure."
Ah of course a man's pleasure. Never hers, as long as she could help it.
Alistair rubbed his hands together. "Done, I don't have too much attachment to her."
"Ah, but Alistair, I'm not finished yet."
Damn she should have known that wouldn't be all.
"Okay, yes, what more?" Alistair bounced on the tip of his toes as his impatience ruled him.''
The vampire slid his hand inside the dress' V and wrapped a hand around her breast as he squeezed her nipple, hard.
"Obviously you don't understand her pleasure."
Alistair snorted.
Raina could not stay still any longer at the weight of the news. She wiggled against the pressure of his hands only wishing to get away. The monster held her tighter. His grip could have been painful but he was surprisingly gentle. But this deal would be impossible. She knew herself, and pleasure was just not going to happen. Now she understood she was doomed.
"However, until she is pleased…"
With one flick of his wrist he waves to the all but forgotten guards in the shadows. The tall, lean vampire that had shown them in approached Alistair. With quick efficiency, the guard gripped his hands behind his back.
"Hey!"
"You my dear, dear Alistair, will be serving us."
Raina couldn't prevent the wash of satisfaction rolling over her emotions caused by the king vampire's words. She would not be the only to suffer.
"But, but… you took her for payment."
"Actually, I believe you offered her, yes?"
The ancient ruler shifted subtly, the hard throb of his erection pulsed against the seam of her ass. So, she would have to pretend to enjoy her sexual torture. As she eased her body into the vampire, she wasn't sure what disgusted her more, the fact that he was turned on by her, or her soon to be dead kidnapper.
Shock flashed over Alistair's face as he finally understood just what the king had in mind.
"Now she's ours."
"And who are you?" Raina blurted out.
Raina gasped as he snatched her chin, directing her eyes on his.
"I am Aro Volturi, king of the vampire world."
