Rejected By My Mate, Chosen By Fate
Chapter 73

Special Chapter: Cassius’s POV

I move my hand over her skin and she stiffens. “Your majesty.” She whined but I definitely wasn’t going to listen to her. I directed my attention to her neck once more and began kissing and sucking on it while she m****d and writhed in my grasp. This was the only type of pleasure I would give her before my assault. Within a second, I plunged hard and deep into her hole, burying myself as far as I could go. I g*****d at the pressure of her vaginal walls gripping hard on my c**k. She screamed and I couldn’t tell if it was from pleasure or pain. I’m huge so a lot of women are barely able to take me in fully the first time. I took a look and saw that she had only been able to take in half of my c**k. I looked at her face and it was contorted in pain and I couldn’t help but wonder why she was reacting this way. I’m almost sure that she’s been with men before so my best guess is that she’s never been so stretched before.

Her walls continued to spasm on my c**k and though it was very pleasurable, if this continued, I won’t be able to last as long as I want. So I try to calm her down.

“Take it easy kitten, you’re squeezing on me. Relax your muscles and take deep breaths. Take deep breaths and calm down.” I told her and she nodded and took a deep breath and the minute she did that, she loosened up a bit.

“There, that’s it.” I encouraged her. Don’t get the wrong idea, I’m only treating her nicely because this will be my first and last time with her. I’m an alpha Vampire and I always leave my mark on whoever gets the chance to be with me. I always leave them craving for more.

When I feel she has relaxed enough, I begin my attack. I pull out a bit and thrust back into her hard, she gives another scream but covers her mouth instantly and closes her eyes. Her v****a begins spasming again and I waste no time in starting a steady pace of thrusts. I do this for a few minutes so she can get used to the feeling of having me inside of her. She finally calms down and begins moaning a bit and when I’m sure that she has become comfortable with being stretched, I instantly increase the pace of my thrusts, ramming into her very hard and fast and she begins moaning loud again, her sounds of pleasure filling my ears. The bed jerked with my movements but I didn’t stop, I wouldn’t until I was satisfied.

I continued plunging into her at an incredibly fast pace and her m***s soon turned to cries of pleasure. She was literally crying as she moved her head back and forth while holding on tightly to the bedsheets, even ripping them with her claws. She was muttering incoherent nonsense in her pleasure induced state but all I could hear was ‘Dear Lilith’.

I chuckled as I kept my eyes directly on her face. I love to watch the face of the women that I take, seeing their priceless expressions as I plunge deep into them and fulfill their deep and darkest desire gives me a certain type of satisfaction knowing that only I could coerce such a reaction from them. I continued at this pace for thirty minutes and she orgasmed multiple times. She stayed still feeling completely drained and covered in sweat. Her breath was shallow and her leg muscles felt weak but I definitely wasn’t done with her. I grabbed a hold of both of her legs and placed them on each side of my shoulders and doing this allowed for deeper penetration. I resumed my thrusts and went in very deeply, brushing past her G spot and her whimpering increased. “Your Highness please stop, it’s starting to hurt.” She pleaded in a small voice as she g*****d and gritted her teeth. “You wanted this, didn’t you? You were acting like a little slut hungry for c**k. You wanted a royal d**k, didn’t you? You’ve finally gotten your wish and now you dare ask me to stop? No, I won’t stop. There’s no stopping until I say so.” I grunted and thrusted into her roughly and she screamed. That thrust was so deep that it must have hit her cervix.

“Your Highness please stop, I’m begging you. It hurts a lot.” She pleaded but I wasn’t ready to listen. She wanted this, she craved for my c**k and now that I’m finally giving her what she had been lusting over, she wants me to stop? Hell no. They did say, be careful what you wish for or you’ll certainly live to face the consequences. At this point, I knew I was practically raping her since there was no more consent but I didn’t give a damn. All I care about is my release and nothing else matters, not even her. I will not show mercy on her because I had seeked her consent in the beginning to do with her whatever I pleased and she had given her full acquiesce. I remember telling her that if we went ahead with this, she wouldn’t be able to back out because once I start, I don’t stop until I’m satisfied. It is rather cruel but that is just how I am, it’s my game. Life and death is just a game for me, it’s something I play with when I’m bored. I’m being hard on her but I can’t help but feel like she deserves it. And this is exactly the reason why I don’t f**k human girls, they can’t take it and they usually die on the spot. That’s why I mostly use them as b***d slaves and maids. This girl I’m currently f*****g; I can’t seem to even remember her name. She can only take it because she’s a vampire. We have an incredible amount of strength and endurance and even with that, she seems like she’s at her wit’s end. The deathly pale look on her face as she struggles to accommodate my thrusts almost sends me over the edge.

I grabbed a hold of her neck and increased my pace once more as I felt the pleasure begin to build at my balls. I knew I was close so I prepared to give her the greatest amount of pleasure she would feel for a while. I bared my fangs and advanced towards her neck. I lightly licked the spot which I had been preparing since the beginning of our hook up. It was already pink and glossy, it looked so juicy, ready for the penetration of my fangs. I lightly brushed my fangs over the spot and I felt her shiver once more. “Your Majesty.” She m****d as I did. In a split second, I pierced my fangs into the skin of her neck, breaking through the layers of her skin and attaching my fangs to her jugular vein. I drank slowly and soothingly, reducing the pace of my thrusts just a bit as I wanted to build that body shattering pressure in her. It worked and in a few seconds, she was moaning again. She was so loud that I had to place my hand in her mouth so she could bite on it. This would help to ensure that she stopped making so much noise or she would attract too much unnecessary attention. I knew that she was basically in cloud nine because drinking from the neck during intercourse is probably the most pleasurable thing in existence. My fangs stimulate a certain pressure in her body which is instantly carried by her hormones to her nether region. Drinking from her while f*****g her simply amplifies her pleasure ten fold.

The pressure constantly builds in my balls and when I feel like I can’t take it anymore, I pull out half way and thrust back in with so much force that I’m able to bury myself in her to the hilt. She cries out and almost convulses in pleasure as she undergoes a body shattering o****m that leaves her nearly breathless, her body jerking uncontrollably on the bed and her claws ripping the bedsheets.

The pressure of her o****m instantly pushes me over the edge as her p***y continuously spasms over my d**k. Her walls enclosed around my member in a vice grip, as if trying to milk me. The pressure is too overwhelming so I finally give in, my o****m erupting as I pour my seed into her. My o****m lasted for a few minutes and within that period, I kept thrusting into her slowly. When I had finally come down from my high, I realized that she had already passed out, clearly spent. I couldn’t help smirking at seeing this. I looked at her neck and realized that b***d was still trickling from it. The holes my fangs had borne in her skin were still present so I licked up the spot, causing it to heal instantly, leaving behind only a small mark, my mark. I finally pulled out of her and that’s when I realized the reason for her reactions earlier on. She had been a virgin and I had gone ahead and deflowered her so ruthlessly, my c**k was covered in b***d, her b***d. I had been so busy chasing after my own pleasure that I didn’t even notice the b***d while we were having s*x but come to think of it, when have I ever cared? I guess this was what she had been trying to tell me in the beginning. She had chosen to give me her virginity and I had chosen to take it so mercilessly. Despite realizing this, I couldn’t even bring myself to feel sorry for her. Despite the pain in the beginning, she had gotten her own fair share of pleasure and that was enough compensation. I never asked for her virginity in the first place, she gave it up willingly so she should expect nothing in return. I had said it in the beginning that I was going to have nothing to do with her after this and I had meant every word. I got up and took a look at her p***y, it was gaping and it was oozing out a mixture of b***d and cum.I sighed and grabbed her pale thighs and brought them together to hide the fairly disgusting sight.I place a blanket around her and head to the bathroom to take a shower. After I’m done, I put on a robe and head back to my bedchamber and there she still is on my bed sleeping like this is her room or something.

It’s time for her to leave and I head towards the bed and attempt to wake her up but I suddenly stop myself when I see that she’s sleeping peacefully. I’ve made her body go through so much and it would be cruel to wake her up. But still, I can’t let her stay in my room all night so I think of other options and I roll my eyes upon realizing that there’s only one thing left to do. I had to take her out of the room myself. Although it would have been a lot more convenient to have the guards carry her out, I decided to do it myself since I’m partially responsible for her condition.

I wrap the blanket tightly around like a baby, to cover her nakedness and I carry her in my arms.

I open the door of my room and leave the room with her still in my arms. I walk through the dark and empty halls, the light of the moon shining brightly on me as I headed towards one of the numerous unoccupied rooms in this castle.

I get into the room and drop her on the bed roughly. She stirs a bit and mutters a few words before going back to sleep. I leave the guest room and head back to my room. Immediately I return to my room, the stained and ruined bedsheets are the first thing I see and I sigh. All the maids must be asleep and it would be unnecessary to wake them just to change the bedsheets. I guess I’ll have to forfeit sleeping today although I do feel tired and would have loved to rest after such a hectic day. Yes, if you were wondering, vampires do sleep at night, if they want to. We’re basically not as nocturnal as people think. There are so many incredibly silly myths about us that are all too laughable. The sun doesn’t affect us and neither does a crucifix. We are slightly nocturnal in the sense that we have the choice to either sleep in the day or at night. It depends on each individual and the nature of their job. The night patrollers usually sleep in the day because they guard the city at night, after curfew. I prefer to sleep in the night because I’m King, I have royal duties to perform in the day so I can’t sleep in the day. Since I won’t be sleeping tonight, I’ll have to engage myself with some work. I grab a few scrolls from my bedside table and go through them. Despite my efforts to try to stay awake, I cannot do away with the tiredness that resonates through me. I guess I should have gone a little easier on her and saved my strength. I can’t deny the fact that I’m spent. Before I realize it, the tiredness takes over and I close my eyes and fall asleep.