His slave [A vampire love story]

His slave [A vampire love story]

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She bit her lip feeling him teasingly nibble her skin. Something about being tied up, something about being controlled by him, just something about this made her feel pleasure and she wanted more. He smirked. "Tell me..what is it that you really want?" ● Even though it was modern time, slaves were still aloud in some places and unfortunately 17 year old, Clare has just suffered her parents murder. She had been taking to a place all slaves go. She was now in the hands of her new owner, except He wasn't just any ordinary man. Clare had a dream of becoming a dancer, a ballerina. But how was she supposed to reach her dream when a blood thirsty being was blocking her path? . This story will contain some foul language, abuse, and sexual content including BDSM. If any of these displease you, then this story is not for you.
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"What are you thinking?" I asked before I could stop myself. He didn't reply immediately. His lips slowly curled into a smirk. "Are you sure you want to know?" He then asked. I bit my lip. Did I want to know? Come on, be brave. Just this once. I lifted my chin. "Yes." There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It made me strangely proud to have impressed him with my daring. He leant forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "I was thinking about taking you over my knee." He spoke slowly, each word perfectly understandable. "I was imagining what it would feel like to hold your small body over my lap and give you a firm spanking. Just in the right way to make you feel owned and loved and cared for." Book TWO of the Westminster Academy series :) *the whole book is available as an ebook on Patreon* (it's not necessary to have read part one, but it's more fun that way!)

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