Bite Me Forever

Chapter 14: A Hateful Lover

My legs almost started to move towards him, but knowing it would be better if I stayed out of sight, I stopped myself. Through the small gap in the door, I watched them make their way across the room and stop at the bed. Viktor trailed after her, Naran never letting go of his hand, and a stab of envy pierced my heart.

Queen Naran stood like a vision of beauty, her milky skin and golden eyes akin to the most gorgeous of sunsets. Her hair was long and silky, like white foam that cascaded down the slope of a waterfall. Her curves were a tempting sight, with a generous bosom, a slender waist, and voluptuous thighs that promised untold delights. She was a goddess incarnate.

The sight of her was almost too tantalising to resist, and it made me wonder what kind of past she had with Viktor... What kind of relationship did they have for her to take his hand so easily and to joke about playing rough? A feeling of sudden self- consciousness filled me. I could never be a match for such a woman.

Queen Naran lounged on the bed and let her hands glide over her body, caressing her skin near her breasts. She was wearing a revealing laced black dress that showed off her cleavage, back and long, lean legs.

"Good boy, Viktor. Now come closer". She spoke softly, lovingly, which was a stark contrast from earlier. She stretched out one of her toned legs, beckoning him closer.

Viktor obeyed and reclined beside her on the bed, still unclothed. Naran explored his body unashamedly with her hands, skimming over his shoulders, tracing the lines of his arms and the bulge of his triceps. She ran a single finger along the edge of his pubis and around the curve of his ass. Viktor didn't budge. I could see every little detail through the slightly ajar closet door and I bit my lip so hard I thought it might start gushing blood.

"It's been ages since you came to Babel, Viktor." She began in a smooth tone. "I must say, I'm hurt that I'm not the first person you came to see when you arrived. I can't believe you picked visiting this horrible place and seeing that abhorrent woman over coming to me." As she said this, she ran her fingers through Viktor's dark locks. "Tell me, what do you see in her?" She asked as she continued to stare at him, waiting for an answer. Viktor shook his head but remained silent. Naran shifted on the bed to be closer to him, so they were seated and facing each other.

"When you quit the Council ten years ago... you kind of left me with a broken heart, you know?" Naran continued.

As the words left her mouth, I realised I knew nothing about Viktor. All he told me during our stay at the inn was just the tip of the iceberg. That is if it was even true. Who was Viktor Volkov, the man I married? He hadn't mentioned a thing about being part of the Vampire Council - and his relationship with Naran seemed far more intimate than just being acquaintances! How could I know if anything he said was true?

Viktor leaned in as if to shush her, resting a finger on her soft lips. But the queen didn't take the gesture seriously and wrapped her full lips around his finger. As she sucked it, she offered him a naughty grin. I watched wide-eyed, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene.

"Oh, you want to play...? I've missed you too, Viktor."

Her tone was laced with desire, and her tongue undulated around his finger. With one hand she pressed several of his fingers deeper into her mouth, eyes half-closed in pleasure as she made guttural noises that mirrored the sounds she would make if it were his cock down her throat.

Her tongue lapped endlessly over his slender fingers as she moaned, yet he barely responded. She had all his fingers in her mouth and spittle running down the sides of her cheek. Her free hand reached out for his chest, caressing and rubbing it.

The entire time he just stood there allowing her to use him to satisfy herself, and even though he barely provided her with a reaction, I felt my face heat up and the bile of envy rise in my throat. She was so sensual and alluring that she was almost making me horny. But there was nothing I wanted more than to leave the closet and make a dash for the bitch, grab her by her long hair and yank her roughly across the room.