The Vampire King – The Immortal Crown Saga Read Online Kenya Wright

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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 85552 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
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“So you say,” I teased and forced myself to not turn around or gaze at my house again. I even avoided the huge statue of me and hurried to our horses. “I want to get out of here as soon as possible.”

“Yes, my love.”

I snorted as he assisted me with getting on the horse’s back. “You just keep changing my names. When you first met me, I was a murdering and lying domina, then I was a blood wench that you needed to consume, later I was your queen, and now I’m your love?”

“You could be,” Xander confessed. “One day.”

He got behind me and patted the horse’s back.

Our horse trotted several feet and sped into a steady gallop as we left the town I’d only known as home.

Bye. . .old life.

I would have to figure out a way to still watch my girls grow and eventually I would have to find a new place to call home.

“I’ll help you see your daughters again and wherever this new place that you call home is, I’ll also be there.” Xander kissed my shoulder. “It will be okay, Camille.”

New tears streamed down my cheeks.

My voice shook. “You promise?”

“Yes.”

I really wanted to glance over my shoulder and see Zumaya for the last time. But I wouldn’t let myself.

Don’t look. Don’t do it.

The sharp point of Xander’s fangs slid up against the curve of my neck. “In the meantime, have I ever shown you the many things I can do on a horse?”

I swallowed down my sorrow. “Show me now. . .”

“Yes, my queen.” Xander’s fangs pierced my neck.

An unbearable pleasure surged through my body, causing me to cry out in ecstasy.

I let my head fall back. My breathing grew unsteady. I closed my eyes, hoping that the horse knew where it was going because I would not be guiding him.

Groaning, Xander slipped his right hand under my shirt and dove his left hand into my pants.

“Oh!”

He sank his fangs deeper into me and the area exploded with hunger as if I’d been starved for days. My broken soul set on fire, promising healing one day in the future.

“Thank you,” I whispered as his fingers stroked the swollen bud between my thighs. I closed my eyes while that familiar drugged-out daze from his fangs washed over my body.

Chapter 13

My Queen

Xander

Daylight had come. A dust storm blew outside. The fierce wind whipped the tent’s leather walls.

I hope the horses have found cover.

It all should have worried me, but how could I care?

I gazed down at Camille.

My pulse raced. The emotions playing through me were a heady mixture of fear and fascination.

You finally did it, mother. You found a domina that I could not resist drinking from.

I should have been outraged and pissed. She had been taunting me with domina after domina, trying to get me to trigger my transformation with strong blood.

None of the other dominas made my blood so wild or my fangs vibrate with yearning to pierce them.

She’s different. The hair says it. The blood confirms it.

Now my transformation was imminent. I could already feel the impending shift from prince to king.

Any other time, the very thought would have had rage boiling through my veins.

Instead. . .I couldn’t stop grinning as I gazed at my queen—the beauty who saved me from an eternity of darkness.

My heart flamed with a passion I had never felt before. My hunger for her burned brighter than a thousand suns, and my joy expanded beyond measure as I gazed upon her beauty.

Camille lay on the fur blanket. That unusual auburn hair stuck to her damp face. I dabbed a cool, wet cloth on her brown skin, trying my best not to wake her.

Dear, Ambi. She loves my cock.

She’d collapsed after I brought her to her fourth orgasm.

And I love giving it to her.

Camille’s lips parted as she remained in a deep slumber, unaware of me watching.

Oh, Camille. The cruel irony.

I helped her escape an oppressive vampire king and averted a selfish human husband, just to possess her myself. Because the truth was that if Ethan had not moved on, I would have sliced his throat and taken her with me regardless. There was never a moment I planned to let her stay there.

Would she flee if she knew the thoughts I kept in my mind?

My hands went to her flat stomach.

Never had I wanted kids. The very idea was foreign.

But now. . .

My fingers sank in the soft brown flesh. One day her belly would be full of my children and her mind would only be focused on me.

“Ethan,” Camille whispered.

Even though she was dreaming, a tear leaked out from her closed eye.

It had been two days since we left Zumaya, yet this ingrate’s name was still on her tongue every time she fell asleep. If he didn’t have Camille’s daughters, I would have killed him.



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