6. Darkest Desires

QUINN

I can't breathe.

My entire body was in overdrive from the minute I was delivered to the prince's personal residence. It was a huge relief to be away from the demon lords, yet the walls were saturated with his power. Every breath I sucked into my lungs left me weak and trembling. This was just the echo of the real man. Now I was facing an eternity at his mercy.

The bastard was taking his dear sweet time arriving.

I fiddled with my fingers while I sat on the twin bed that I had been dumped on. The room around me wasn't very big and clearly, it hadn't been meant for keeping a prisoner contained. There was just as little in this room as I'd had in the cell, which left its original purpose a complete mystery. A frustrated groan escaped me. "What the fuck is going on here?"

The soft sound of a door closing chased away the thoughts. I sucked in a sharp breath and immediately scurried back on the bed. I had hoped to avoid attracting any unnecessary attention to myself until it was inevitable, but the goons had left me with the same setup as the club. The sound of the chain brushing against itself echoed off the four walls and I flinched. Although my skin was crawling, I couldn't bring myself to stop until my back hit the headboard.

Every part of me expected the bedroom door to open. I found myself staring at it, with each passing minute building until too much time had passed. My stomach churned at the possibility that maybe the prince didn"t come home. Perhaps someone else had walked through that door, bringing with them a fair chance of foul intentions.

Violent shivers tore through my body at the mere realization that I was screwed no matter who had come in. The angels weren't exactly pleased to see me chained up in the conference room, which didn't eliminate the possibility that they wouldn't have the balls to come take me out.

With so much time passing by without another noise, I'd stumbled down the rabbit hole of my own thoughts. It wasn't until a slight movement out of the side of my eye that I realized the door was now wide open and someone hovered near it. I jolted back against the headboard with a yelp.

"Such a timid little mouse," Asher mused. The edges of his lips had already curled into a pleased smirk while the amusement actually reached his eyes this time.

The carefree nature lurking just under that flawless surface was enough to make my breathing hitch again. That was nothing compared to when I realized he had completely shed his formal attire. He now stood before me in only jeans that were tight enough to hug his ass. There wasn't a shirt in sight to conceal his finely sculpted upper body where every inch of his skin was still covered with scattered water droplets.

So that was the reason for the lengthy time before our paths crossed again. The bastard had come home to take a shower like it was a normal day — which apparently didn't include having a prisoner stashed in an extra room.

As soon as he took a step in my direction, I curled my upper lip. "Don't come near me."

His eyebrow twitched and that grin grew. "Are you, Quinn Rossi…a hybrid female…trying to command me?" He continued his slow approach, every single step shaking the droplets loose and causing them to trail down his chest until they disappeared under the jean material hugging his waist. "I was under the impression that you knew exactly who I was based on that behavior alone. Hybrids don't command a prince."

"I don't answer to you."

A soft chuckle escaped him. "I'm afraid that's not quite how this hierarchy has been established, pet. Humanity has always been beneath someone else. My kind are simply…taking over the angel's assets and I'm afraid that includes you."

Asher was now well within range of the bed. All it would take was a simple charge and he would overpower me. He seemed more content to go idle and to study my reaction.

Every part of me was reacting to the slim amount of distance between us. The original Quinn within me was yearning for something that would be easily summed up as my skin crawling with disgust. The current version couldn't disagree more. While his words did leave me reeling, trapped between rage and shock, the presence of his magic weighing against my aura left me ready to melt like putty. The fact that he had yet to touch me again was the only reason I hadn't succumbed.

Why the fuck isn't he trying to force himself on me yet?

The demon prince had made it clear as day in front of the lords that he wouldn't hesitate to take what he wanted — no matter what he was wanting from me.

When he finally did move, it was not the behavior that I was expecting. Every single part of me anticipated him to behave like a predator closing in on their prey, eager to enjoy before the fight was over and death was inevitable. As soon as his knee eased down onto the bed, his hand lashed out and he yanked me down toward him. It only took a matter of seconds before I was trapped underneath him.

It didn't matter how hard I tried to ensure my silence during the sudden transition. A squeak managed to escape my lips regardless of my best efforts. The way his golden eyes flashed merely elevated how pleased he was by my reaction. That caused my entire body to be thrown into overdrive as I stared up at him.

There was absolutely no way I could miss the growing bulge in his pants with how little distance there was between us now. All it took was a slight shift on Asher's part and he brushed up against me. The contact was so brief that it shouldn't have caused me to react at all. I jolted as that single second sent an electrical spark through the rest of my body. My heart started pounding away in my chest while every inch of my skin felt like it was on fire.

This was nothing like how things had gone down with Beau. I'd been a horny mess that didn't even get relief while he got his release. That didn't mean it caused electricity like this.

Asher's eyes narrowed slightly. It was not the reaction I expected from the physical contact and it was impossible to tell if he was pleased. He stared down at me for a moment before he started to pull away.

The absence I felt now was nothing compared to the interaction we'd shared at the prison — or the club. A soft whine escaped me. The noise coming from my mouth left me stunned. What the fuck had happened to the bastard child with a never-ending rage against the royal family? I was acting like a pup in heat.

This wasn't normal.

I'd been taken once and the interaction was something that I would prefer to erase from my mind. While Beau had essentially betrayed me by leaving me to face the demons alone, he was still human. I couldn't blame him for the fear that had been built into all of us against these creatures. That still didn't change the breathtaking desire that oozed through me right now.

Asher surprised me by not retreating off the bed. Instead, he simply paused once he had reached my legs. Those golden eyes flickered back up to me as he tugged the waist of my leggings down. The edges of his lips twitched when the resisting material prompted me to raise my hips, granting him an easy removal. While he tossed them aside and worked on doing the same to the rough boxer shorts underneath, he never severed eye contact.

The second that I was completely exposed to him and the coolness of the air raised goosebumps along my skin, I couldn't overlook the way his expression changed. The heat was still dominant in those stunning irises, yet the hunger was quickly taken over by something else. I stiffened as he drew close to my pussy and took a deep breath. What the fuck is he doing?

The emotions that tore through me weren't ones that someone with common sense would be feeling right now. It was absolutely terrifying that he would find one reason or another to change his mind about keeping me in his possession. Perhaps my pussy didn't carry the scent he was looking for — or I hadn't cleaned up thoroughly enough at the facility and now he was disgusted.

A hint of rage leaked into my veins at the idea that I wasn't clean. Hot water wasn't a guaranteed piece of survival. It was a luxury that most humankind couldn't afford to have. I absolutely despised the cold showers, but that didn't mean it kept me from taking them. I'd only gone one night without maintaining my nightly ritual simply because my own mother had locked me out of the house.

Asher's golden eyes returned to my face. "You are no longer a virgin."

It should've appalled me how much weight those words had. The desire to avert my gaze was overwhelming, yet the prince managed to keep me imprisoned in a whole new way.

"Answer me, pet."

Guilt haunted every fiber of my being. "No… I'm not." My voice was so soft that it could barely count as a whisper. I wasn't sure if he even heard me until he cocked his head to the side.

"So be it."

My jaw dropped. "I-I'm sorry, what?" Is that what he's going to say? So be it?

Shock overwhelmed every single emotion within me when those lips curled into a coy smile. "That is what I said. There's a critical fact about me that was kept from the prying ears of mankind. My family oversees the demonic empire for a reason. We are all incubi with a special gift. All it takes is a simple feeding from us to…correct…a being."

The haze that took over me was so dominant that I found it extremely difficult to process any of his words. "I don't understand," I rasped.

The smirk simply grew. "You will." He nudged my legs apart and latched onto my inner thigh. The contact was painful from the start, yet it carried a breathtaking edge that completely took away my desire to jerk free from his grasp. With an iron grip on my lower body and his chest pinning my left leg down, he had full control while he sucked on the delicate skin.

It was nothing compared to the searing pain that followed when he pierced the surface with two sets of sharp fangs. It intensified immediately, growing so strong that it scattered red dots in my vision and left me unable to breathe. Although I had no idea how long it truly lasted, by the time it passed and I was able to take control of my body again, I felt weak.

Asher hummed softly and ran his tongue along the raw wound. "It's simple, pet. Someone decided to take you before you came to be in my possession and I am rather fond of… taking my pets first. All it takes is a simple bite on my behalf to erase their actions."

I reeled as the room continued spinning around me. "You…I'm…"

"An undying virgin again, yes." Asher's face shifted and his warm breath brushed against my exposed pussy. He closed his eyes, sucking in another deep breath. This time, his expression didn't shift into annoyance and he seemed genuinely pleased by what he smelled. "Ah…summer rain and mint. Reminds me of a mature willow."

Did he just compare my pussy to a tree?

I didn't get a chance to let those words influence my emotions before he latched on with everything he had. My hips bucked against him as he unleashed torment upon my clit. It didn't matter if I had almost no experience in the sexual field, I could tell that he had curved his lips to cover his teeth so he could create his own little suction cup. It wasn't long until he squeezed the first groan from my lips.

He chuckled softly and continued the method until the orgasm hit me hard enough to stop my breathing cold. "Such a raw emotion…" he murmured. "That boy never thought to please you a little before he took you, hm?"

My fingers throbbed in agony, warning that I had dug them into the mattress until the sheets had started to tear. "N-No," I managed.

The prince snorted. "Typical human."

I lowered my gaze to him and glared. "It's kind of hard to have foreplay when we're constantly fighting to prolong our own survival."

"Which included stealing from my family," he countered.

The rage that leaked into my veins was powerful, but short lived. Still, I put every ounce of it into the glare until I noticed his eyebrow twitching again. "I'm willing to bet that the wealth came from preying upon my kind. Gambling, strippers — everything illegal under the goddamn sun."

My boldness was sudden and, once the rage started dying, I was slammed with the horror that he would react to it with a rage of his own. He surprised me by delivering one hell of a nip to my clit that caused me to jerk against him with a gasp. "I'm going to have to remind you that you are not completely mortal, pet. There's demon blood running through your veins."

I shook against him. "So you want to remind me that I'm a bastard child?"

"Far from it, pet." His voice was soft. "I am a demon. Just because your mother was ashamed to have birthed you does not mean I give a damn about your mixed bloodline."

"I don't believe you."

The words managed to escape my lips before I had a chance to completely think that route through. Chills trickled down my spine when the prince went still once again, those piercing eyes locked on me. I was completely torn between the desire to keep my eyes rooted on the ceiling and the overwhelming urge to meet his intense gaze. It didn't take long for the latter to win.

It wasn't long after we locked gazes that he snorted softly. "Aren't you a curious thing? I own you — from your body all the way down to that innocent soul within — and you have absolutely no hesitation with challenging me. You wish for me to prove that your status doesn't mean a thing in my eyes? Very well."

My lips parted, but he didn't give me the chance to stammer out an explanation. He was back on my clit with a vengeance and the pleasure ripped through my body. A loud whine escaped as I dug my head back into the pillow. My fingers sank further into the mattress, tearing straight through the blanket until my nails were working on the mattress itself. The shrinking resistance simply sealed how much I was digging into it.

Asher took me from one orgasm to the next, occasionally switching methods that were being unleashed upon my clit. He would swap out the suction sensation with gentle nips and licks that were enough to bring my hips against him. It was nothing compared to the moment when he finally abandoned the clit and delivered another bite to my inner thigh.

I gasped, jerking against him. His teeth didn't pierce the surface this time. Instead, he merely started sucking again. It was a heavy mixture of pain with raw, hot pleasure that it snapped me right back onto the roller coaster. The orgasm ripped through me and squeezed the air from my lungs.

I didn't realize the prince had raised himself up and brought his face close to mine until he murmured, "Breathe, pet."

My body shook. It took far too long for my lungs to inflate and draw fresh air in. I was reeling from how much he could affect me when he stood for everything I despised. Humans were nothing more than toys to grow filthy rich from. Those of us that wanted a change had to cave and use illegal methods, which would only lead to the inevitable of eternal punishment.

His golden eyes flashed as that grin grew. "I'm afraid I can't be surprised with how your body is responding to me. I am an incubus. However, it seems you are causing a reaction of your own…" He brought his hips against me.

The air caught in my throat. He had strolled into the room with a nice sized bulge already, but this was beyond any size I had expected from him. It was borderline heavenly — heavenly damned. This man was sex on two feet and the cock hidden within those jeans would simply confirm that. "Y-You're an incubus," I stammered.

"Yes." The prince studied me. "But that doesn't mean you should cause a reaction to me…unless you happen to have some succubus in you."

It didn't matter how hazy my thoughts were. That statement came through with so much clarity that I immediately shook my head. "There's no way in hell that I do."

"I must disagree." Asher pushed against me until the rough material rubbed against my clit and squeezed another groan from me. He was quick to slam his lips against mine, flooding my senses with the same scents he had pointed out only moments prior. While I was quickly overwhelmed with my own aroma, he launched an attack on my mouth.

As soon as my lips parted further, he managed to trap my tongue between his teeth. All it took was a quick suck and he had it trapped. He sucked on it for a moment, causing me to jolt against him with muffled moans. I reeled from the intense sensation.

"Taste yourself, pet." Asher's voice was ragged.

Intense chills trickled down my spine as my own aroma continued to haunt my senses. There was no way I could escape from it now that he'd intertwined our tongues and left it everywhere he could in my mouth.

The prince released a pleased noise and pulled away, retreating back down my body. He nudged my legs further apart and kept them pinned against the ruffled sheets. He didn't say another word as he returned to my pussy. As I bucked against him, he was quick to latch onto my clit and use the same sucking sensation to drive me into another orgasm. He released it and pierced inside with his tongue as I rode it out against him.

My pussy vibrated from his pleased hum as he kept me pinned against him. Any sign of common sense had completely gone out the window. My hands had managed to find their way down to the prince and had tangled in his hair. Fear sparked within me when he broke away from my pussy to hiss. Fuck.

This is it. The prince had been interested until I managed to cross an unspoken barrier.

Asher rose from the mattress, letting his nails drag along my skin and leave thin, red lines in their wake. His golden eyes never left me as he straightened his back to tower over me. "Do you know why I restored your virginity, pet?" His voice was ragged.

Swallowing, I shook my head frantically. Every part of me expected for him to shove me away and be done with me. When he simply pulled the button loose from his pants, the fear was quickly consumed by pure lust. My eyes dropped as he eased off the bed to shed them entirely. The bulge that was now exposed couldn't be compared to anything the men in my life had.

The prince was on another level entirely and he knew it.

Although the heat within his eyes mirrored what tore through my body, Asher took his time nudging his boxers down. The cock that sprang loose couldn't be tagged with any description tied to a mortal man. He was far thicker and longer with strange ridges along the shaft, leaving my body aching with an intense hunger. Even the tip held a unique appearance that left me curious.

Asher came back onto the bed and took his place in between my legs. "I've taken many women during my existence, pet. From sirens to my own kind and they've never triggered this reaction from me. An incubus' cock only takes its true form in the presence of a succubus. Which means you…" He plopped down with a hand on each side of my face. "...are a succubus."

He was so close to the entrance that it made my entire body quiver with anticipation. Every single fiber of my being expected for the prince to take me just as he'd promised. When he simply leaned down to brush his lips against my jaw, I tensed. This wasn't a man acting like he could claim anything he wanted. The entire approach was wrong.

Aside from the damn chain around my neck.

Seizing my shirt, he nudged the material up until it was bunched up against the collar. "Tell me what you want, pet. I can smell the desire within your aura, but I want to hear you say it," he murmured. After delivering a harsh nip to my jawline, he pulled down and latched onto my nipple.

I arched my back with a cry. "Y-You," I forced out.

Those golden eyes returned to my face. "You'll have to give me a lot more than that. Don't let that tongue fail you now, not when you've been so vocal."

Goosebumps danced along my skin as his warm breath washed against the delicate skin still centimeters from his teeth. I didn't get much of a chance to gather my thoughts before the intense haze returned in full force. My fingers tangled in his hair while he switched between nibbles and sucks. "I want your cock inside me." Now.

A pleased hum rumbled from his chest. He cupped my other breast with his hand, trapping it within his rough palm while he continued to tease me. His free hand had strayed down to guide his cock right to my entrance. When he spoke again, the tips of his fangs brushed against my breast, "So you want me to take your virginity…again and again."

My back was crying out in agony from how much I was arching against him and digging my head into the bed in the process. My nails were already digging into his scalp, although the prince had yet to react to the pain. "Yes! God, please…"

Asher chuckled and finally strayed from my breast, releasing it with a loud pop. Nuzzling my jaw and prompting me to turn my head away, he growled, "I'm afraid God has nothing to do with this, pet. He hasn't played a role in quite some time. The only thing I want to hear from your lips is ‘my prince'. Is that understood?"

"Y-Yes." I clung to him with everything I had. There was a part of me that was absolutely terrified that if I loosened my hold in any way, he would turn on me. This lust that was oozing from his body to match my own hunger would dissolve into disgust. All it would take from him was one order before I found a bullet in my brain.

The sound of soft "tsks" in my ear jolted me from my thoughts. Asher's face was so close to my own that those golden eyes were at eye level with mine. "Chase away those doubtful thoughts. They hold no place for you now."

I wasn't granted the chance to acknowledge his words before he shifted his cock slightly. My body tensed, prepared for the sudden intrusion. The last thing I expected was to feel a sucking on my clit once again while the prince was nipping at my neck. It was enough to drive another squeal from me. Although shock leaked into my veins, it didn't take long for the intense pleasure to completely override it. He'd left my clit so sensitive that this new suction set my core on fire. I whimpered against him while my body started to tense, gearing up for another orgasm.

"Say the words, pet." His rough voice was right in my ear. "Say it."

The orgasm ripped through me with so much strength that my legs squeezed against him and kept him pinned. It was astonishing that I was even able to speak at all as it held me prisoner. My mind was determined to utter the very words he had requested. What came out of my mouth was anything but. "Asher!"

The prince froze above me, those piercing eyes swinging back in my direction. His movements ceased so quickly that I quickly found myself engulfed with the same fear that had been haunting me all evening. He was used to getting what he set his mind after, which easily included the requested words screamed out during the middle of sex. Hearing his own name slide from my lips seemed to surprise him just as much as it did me. It only took a moment for him to recover before he shifted and pried the suction from my clit. All it took was a simple push from his hips for him to pierce me.

My hands slid from his scalp and caught on his shoulders. It was a struggle for my lungs to continue to expand with every inch he advanced, leaving me dizzy. I could feel the walls of my pussy stretching to accommodate him. It felt like it was on fire from the struggle to take all of him, yet he still pushed on. Red dots were starting to scatter my vision by the time he started pulling right back out. "Please don't," I whined.

"Who said I was done with you yet?"

The voice that answered me was purely primal. Asher released a wild snarl while he started a rapid pacing while he latched onto my neck and bit hard.

There was so much pain that my vision went white for several seconds. Yet he continued thrusting inside of me, forcing my pussy to take him despite his large size. All while he clung to me like his life depended on it. When he finally released my neck, my blood stained his lips.

The prince didn't give me a moment to process a damn thing before he shifted his upper body slightly and slammed his lips back onto mine. The kiss was so intense and unrelenting that my lungs were screaming for air by the time he released me. "Say my name again, pet."

All it took was a firm thrust on his part to drive me into an orgasm. My legs squeezed against his. "Fuck me harder, Asher! Harder!"

When the moan escaped in the air, it took me far too long to realize it had come from the prince himself. His entire body shook as a war waged inside himself and it quickly became clear that whatever resistance he tried to have completely shattered. The thrusts became sharp and rapid as the lust completely consumed him. He latched onto my right breast, sinking his fangs into the delicate skin.

Despite all the pain interwoven with the intense pleasure, I quickly became aware that the shape of the prince's cock had changed. The base had become wider, which limited how far he could withdraw in between thrusts. That only seemed to enhance the sensations — and his hunger.

Whatever mountain he had dragged me up, we had finally reached the top and I offered no resistance when he flung me over into the fiery abyss below. The orgasm that ripped through me was the strongest I had endured so far and it only seemed to tip the scales for Asher. I clung to him as he delivered a final thrust and succumbed to his own release. Every twitch his cock made while he spilled his seed simply prolonged my orgasm.

By the time he went still, my vision had darkened and I wasn't sure if I was even breathing anymore. All I knew was my entire lower body ached with a pain I'd never endured before — and his cock was locked inside of me.

Asher hovered over me for a minute, panting against the agitated breast that he'd just bitten. Although sweat dripped down his forehead, those golden eyes didn't stray from the mark he'd left behind. When he finally spoke, his voice was ragged, "You're a succubus…"

With the high dying down, the true extent of the pain started setting in. It seemed like every time he drew a breath, it reminded my body of the trauma I had just endured and that I'd enjoyed every second of it. My hands fell away from his shoulders as I closed my eyes and focused on getting my breathing back on track before I fainted. The idea of losing consciousness right after my virginity being taken all over again was certainly enough to kill the mood for me.

That struggle seemed to pale in comparison with whatever war waged on within the prince. A haunted look had formed in his eyes and he seemed oblivious to the fact that I was barely clinging to the real world.

Am I dying?

The thought was enough to send amusement through me, yet the laugh never made it to my lips. I simply watched the prince grow further away while my lungs struggled to maintain the air flow until the darkness seized me. Guess I'm dying happy. With one swift movement, it tore me from his arms and cast me into the abyss.