Eventually, I give up, stumbling back and staring at him. He shrugs and takes a deep drink before throwing the bottle across the room where it smashes into pieces, making me jump. “I kill because that’s what I do. Do you think because I kissed you and made you come you could change me?”
He keeps walking closer, and I stand my ground, refusing to cower. “You could be a good man; you choose not to be, Maddox.”
“I think you have me confused with someone else, Riona,” he states and tips my chin up with his blood-covered hand. “I am not good, I am not a man, I am a vampire. I am a monster, and I take what I want, when I want it.”
Before I can tell him how messed up that is, he kisses me. His wine tasting lips move across my own with pounding desire and lust, making it impossible to think straight. He picks me up, spreading my legs around his waist, and then we are moving. I gasp at the sudden pounding of air against my body before Maddox drops me onto his bed.
“Maddox...,” I warn him as he leans down and grabs my dress. I might hate the dress, but I suddenly miss it when he rips the dress off me in one smooth movement. Only in a bra and panties, none of which are sexy, he stares down at me in a way I didn’t expect.
“You are so beautiful,” Maddox breathes out. “You were made for me, I am certain of it.”
“I told you once before, you don’t get to have me,” I breathlessly reply, even as my body all but begs me to shut the hell up.
He smirks as he climbs over me on the bed, pressing his body into mine on purpose. “And I know you were only hoping I wouldn’t take you, but we both know you want this. We both know I will take you as you are mine.”
The second the word mine leaves his lips, he kisses me harshly, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth and grazing his teeth across it. My body comes to life under his, betraying my every thought, even as I’m aware this is so wrong. But he feels so good on top of me, his body pressing into mine, his lips devouring my mouth. Those lips begin to move down my body, and he unclips my bra, pulling it off me. His hand cups my breast, and I gasp into his mouth as he flicks his thumb across my nipple. He takes my nipple into his mouth, grazing his teeth roughly against the hard tip. I moan despite myself, and I feel his smug grin as he kisses his way down my stomach with more urgency.
“Maddox, we shouldn’t—” my breathless warning escapes my lips as he presses a kiss to my core over my panties, and then he hooks his fingers into them. Ever so slowly, like he is unwrapping a damn present, he pulls them down my thighs and my legs. He stares down at me, his eyes fixed on my core, and then he dives in, parting my thighs with his large hands. The world feels like it spins at the first touch of his hot tongue against my clit, waves of pleasure crashing into me. His tongue licks up and down my clit, twirling around as he holds me in place with his hands on my thighs. The sensation is too much, too powerful, and I can’t stop myself crashing into an orgasm that he controls with every movement. My body is shaking with pleasure as I hear him undo his trousers and push them off. Our eyes meet for a second and I get the impression my monster of a prince is waiting for me to run away. To walk away while I have the chance. But I can’t. I’m swimming in hell and he is the only devil I want to save me. I only get a chance to see his large and thick cock before he is climbing on top of me and pushing at my entrance.
He looks down at me the entire time he slowly inches inside of me. Maddox looks in heaven. In pure pleasure, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. He cups the back of my head and presses his lips to mine just before he slams all the way into me, and I cry out from the sharp pain. He groans against my lips, a masculine groan of pleasure, and I gasp, trying to calm down from the pain. He doesn’t move, letting me get used to the feeling of him stretching me, filling me.
“Fuck, you are too perfect,” he groans against my lips, and he pulls out of me, pushing all the way back inside, but the pain slowly drifts away as he picks up speed, and pleasure takes over. Maddox slams into me again and again, pounding into me like he wants me to never forget him, and I know I never will. His lips descend on mine again as I start to feel myself tipping over the edge of another orgasm, every thrust of his cock pushing me closer to the edge.
“Come for me, I need you, Riona,” he whispers against my lips. And that’s it.
“Maddox!” I cry out his name as I come hard around his cock, tightening around him and feeling him spill his come inside of me, a pure groan of pleasure escaping his lips.
He stays inside of me for a while, staring at me in a way I can only think is shock as we both get our breath back. When he pulls out of me, I already miss him, and I hate myself for it. I grab the blanket and pull it around myself as Maddox lies back on the bed.
“Do you have any morality, Maddox?” I question, forcing myself to walk to the door.
He doesn’t look at me, staring at the ceiling. “No, not since the curse took every chance of truly living. Not since my father beat every bit of good out of me. I have nothing good for you to save, Riona. You should leave and pretend this never happened.”
“I am going to,” I whisper, feeling tears prick my eyes as I leave his room and rest my head against the cold wooden door the moment I shut it behind me. I just lost my virginity to a Mad Prince.
I pull myself from the door and head towards the study.
“You should wait a few minutes.” Cross’s voice makes me jump, and I nearly drop my blanket. He steps out of the shadows and walks past me, glancing at Maddox’s door as he passes it before getting to my side. He stands too close, and peeks into the study. “Hector was the study a second ago, and he doesn’t use vampire speed to move around. I’m sure you don’t want anyone else to see you.”
“Right, thanks,” I mutter. My cheeks are burning red as Cross looks at me.
I walk past him and stand by the door to the study, expecting him to leave as he no doubt silently judges me. “I heard the girls and some of the guys were planning on killing you in your sleep to get back at Maddox for killing their friends. I see Maddox found out the same rumour at some point while I was out.”
I freeze in shock, realising that Maddox killed all those people to protect me. They were going to hurt me, so he killed them, and it wasn’t just a mad choice he made. It wasn’t selfish. It was protective.
It makes what just happened oh so much worse. Cross leaves me with my thoughts, though his judgment sticks to me like wet feet in quicksand.
But the only one who is sinking is me.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Returning to Reign’s home feels like I’m a teenager again, and I got busted sneaking back into my house at three a.m. after drinking at a friend’s house. Reign is silent the entire car ride back, and I’m thankful for it, especially after yesterday. My skin remembers Maddox’s touch ever so well; I feel his lips on my skin even now, even hours after he was inside of me. I don’t know if I ever will be able to forget last night or if I am ruined for every man now that I have Maddox to compare to. I sigh, leaning back on the seat as we travel fast through the forest.
“I am taking you to see the children. Two more arrived last night and killed fourteen humans including a child of just eight,” he coldly explains to me. “I don’t give a fuck how you can get them to talk or if you’re hiding secrets from me, but I need to know how to stop them arriving. I need to know who has sent them.”