Bite Me Forever

Chapter 15: Torture and Domination

I tried to pull away, but Naran was simply too strong. Her hand gripped my neck firmly as she restrained me. She held me close to her as if she were going to break me in half. I wanted to spit in her face. I wanted to throw up. I wanted to kill her. The more I persevered, the more I was filled with disgust, hatred and dread.

Viktor lunged towards me, but Naran caught him in an invisible grip with just a wave of her hand. His frenzied screams pierced the air as he struggled hopelessly against her overwhelming power. His body quaked and writhed, his eyes locked onto hers as if he was transfixed by her gaze. Helplessness swelled within me, watching him suffer so cruelly at her hands. I desperately wanted to help him yet I was powerless against Naran's control. There was nothing I could do to save him from her clutches.

A few seconds after Queen Naran called for Dario, the door creaked open as he entered the room, his heavy boots thudding on the floor. Dario walked in with an air of superiority. He looked around the room, surveying with eyes like a hawk, his lips pursed.

Dario, a huge black male vampire, was a sight to behold. Standing well over six feet tall, he exuded a raw power and masculinity that was hard to ignore. His chiselled jawline was accentuated by a neatly trimmed goatee, and his full lips were always turned up in a sly grin. His skin was a deep, rich shade of ebony, which only served to enhance his striking features.

His purple trench coat was adorned with intricate design stitching on the lapel and a white undershirt with a bowtie around the collar completed his look. Dario's muscular physique was nothing short of impressive. His broad shoulders and powerful chest tapered down to a slim waist and narrow hips, creating a V-shaped frame that was both athletic and imposing. His piercing eyes were the colour of molten gold, and they seemed to flicker with a dangerous intensity when he stared at my naked body.

"Come here, Dario." Naran commanded. He moved to stand beside her, and she rested a hand on his shoulder. He followed her orders diligently, like a faithful puppy, and I wondered if she had the same power over all men.

"Viktor, dear, allow me to introduce you to my most trusted advisor, Dario." She said mockingly to Viktor. Dario inclined his head slightly, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Dario is my right hand," the Queen continued, her voice low and measured. "My muscle, as it were. He takes care of the things that I can't be bothered with."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Dario said jokingly as he bowed.

Without warning, Naran grabbed Dario's face and kissed him passionately while she locked eyes with Viktor in a seductive gaze as she deepened their kiss.

"Young blood," the Queen added. "Just what I needed after you left."

Naran abruptly let go of my arm, pushing me towards Viktor with a sudden, sharp movement. I stumbled, almost tripping over my own feet.

"Tie them" Queen Naran ordered Dario.

Immediately, he held Victor forcefully by the arm, taking him to one of the chairs in the room. Dario quickly set to work, efficiently binding Viktor's wrists and ankles tightly with rope. His motions were gentle yet deliberate, winding the rope around Victor's neck and chest in a mesmerising fashion. Queen Naran smiled maliciously at Viktor as she watched Dario finish the job. Her eyes sparkled as she admired Viktor's body. His muscles bulged against the ropes, creaking under his struggles, but they held his powerful, chiselled body fixed in place.

Full of hatred and jealousy, I thought for a second of attacking Naran, but I was outnumbered and completely powerless so I could only watch and wait for my turn. As soon as he was done with Viktor, Dario turned sharply, moving towards where I was. I noticed a wicked grin on his face as he moved closer. I was then fully aware of my nakedness and felt ashamed, noticing his intense gaze on my nipples and my ass.