Her full lips were red, her nose small and straight, and her hazel eyes shone with ambition, lust, and cruelty. She wasn’t someone to toy with—her look and attitude showed that—yet the Demon King didn’t seem to take her too seriously. But I didn’t think she realized it, sadly, since she was too serious about herself to know otherwise.
While she was slender and toned, her breasts were ample. The king moved his hand to cup her breast, getting a handful, as he drove into her again and again.
I inhaled subtly, taking in her scent, and instantly, I registered what she truly was.
She wasn’t merely a vampire as the Demon King had called her, but a hybrid of vampire and witch, a lethal and rare combination. I had dealt with her kind in another realm. The hybrid was powerful, as the creature had a vampire’s strength and speed, but her witch blood gave her the ability to do black magic and spells.
And this hybrid was royalty, like him. No wonder she was full of herself, like him as well.
What a match!
“Challenge, King Loki?” she snorted.
He smirked. “Are you up to it? Who could resist being the new Queen of the Underworld? She’ll be granted the power of hellfire, a diamond crown, and a lifetime of luxury. Even better, my queen isn’t required to live in the Underworld. We’ll have separate bedrooms. I like my freedom very much.”
Wait! My heart skipped a beat. Did he say hellfire power? Wasn’t that what I came for? I swallowed at the great opportunity before me. I couldn’t kill him now. It would have to wait.
“And they want to fuck you,” she said with venomous jealousy. She already considered him hers. “I’m sick and tired of seeing how other women look at you.”
“Well, they can look their fill. It’s free,” he said with a wicked chuckle. “And they’re more than welcome to ride my cock if they win the crown.”
“Not. Going. To. Happen,” she hissed. She planned to own him.
“The queen will have me in every way,” he said with a shrug. “That’s one of the rules of the trials, bound by irrevocable magic. Even you and your tribe have to respect that.”
“Challenge accepted,” the vampire princess hissed. “In the end, there’ll be only one woman who comes out of the final trial alive and sits on the throne beside you, and that will be me. I’ll kill every bitch in my way.”
“Ambitious and vicious,” he said with a yawn before slowing his long thrusts. “Now, are you going to let me fuck you or bore me to death? I’ll have my dukes come to listen to you if what you want is to talk.”
“Fuck me! Fuck me like you’ve never fucked before!” At her outburst, the princess rocked her creamy butt against him.
“I’ve fucked before and fucked a lot,” he said with a low chuckle. “I can’t pretend I’ve never fucked before.”
He pushed into her harder, and she moaned louder to get him going. And now it was my turn to roll my eyes while a few new ideas tangled in my head. I had to shift gears and tweak my plans. It would be a bad tactic to kill the playboy king now.
I’d join the Bride Trials.
A fiery breeze whisked by me, twirling around, and the scent of sex from the room slammed into my nostrils, so potent that heat poured into my bloodstream while I was still watching the Demon King pound in and out of the female.
My nipples became taut and pricked against my shirt. The apex of my thighs moistened, and my pussy ached with need that I hadn’t experienced for a very long time.
What. The. Fuck?
I parted my lips, mortified.
My body hadn’t reacted this way ever since my ex-mate forced me to watch him screw other women. And now the latch that had kept my body locked away had broken and fallen by the door, releasing the prisoner and slamming lust into her.
This was purely stupid, yet it was out of my control.
I bit my inner cheek until it bled, my eyes burning with icy anger and heat.
The Demon King paused behind the woman, his entire body stiffening, then he trekked his gaze to me.
And I realized in horror that he’d just spotted me. He could see through my ice glamour—my most useful and unfailing weapon as an assassin in the past—and peer though the silver mist I surrounded myself with to disguise and conceal me.
What the double fuck?
Our gazes clashed—mine was shocked, angry, and somehow still aroused; his was laced with surprise, alertness, then utter amusement. In a heartbeat, his boredom vanished. Pure male lust burned brighter as a massive, mighty beast arose, peeking at me out of his predatory eyes.
The beast growled, then purred, pleased and hungry, as if he’d just found the dessert he’d been looking for, and he was more than eager to pounce.
CHAPTER 3
Tessa
“Care to join us, little bunny?” King Loki asked as he drove into the female vampire with renewed vigor.
My busted voyeurism had just erased his boredom, sparked his interest, and made him more excited, and the princess benefited from his hard thrusts.
Hellfire and shadow flitted in the Demon King’s eyes, power rolling off him toward me, and my ice magic rose to meet the test.
I’d been about to depart before the shit show was over, but now I had to stay a little longer.
A frosty breath escaped my lips.
There was no need to panic, I reminded myself. Even though Loki had peered through my glamour, I still had a fine leather mask in place. Only my eyes and lips were exposed, and I was hanging upside down. It wouldn’t be easy for him to piece together my true appearance.
“Call me bunny again when you see my claws,” I purred. I hadn’t meant to do that. I wasn’t the purring kind, but the fire in him called to me, and my voice sounded like sweet smoke in my ears.
What had gotten into me? Why was I flirting?
“I’d like your claws, Bunny,” he purred back. “Why don’t you show me? Your claws might just be the thing to kindle my passion.”
The vampire princess snapped her head in my direction and snarled. “Get lost, slut!”
“Hey, I’m not the one who’s being fucked,” I said.
“I invited you.” Loki paused as if he was afraid I’d disappear. “I can be gentle.”
“How could you flirt with that little whore while you’re making love to me, Loki?” the princess scolded.
“It’s King Loki to you. This is my realm,” he said coldly. “And you aren’t my queen, only one of the trial contestants who volunteered her warm body. I can fuck anyone I want, so don’t let this fucking business get into your clever head. And I don’t make love. I’ve never made love to anyone. I merely fuck.”
“I can’t believe you treat me—”
He pulled out of her abruptly, his erection still hard and long, and spun her to face him as he towered over her. He looked into her eyes with the cruelty and ruthlessness the King of Hell wore as his second skin. At the same time, his demonic power lashed out. The hellfire wind slammed into my face, hot and smoky.
An urgent thought rang through me. The Demon King was very powerful. It’d be extremely difficult to kill him later if I missed this window while he was distracted and vulnerable. I grabbed my gun again.