Revelation - Chapter 16 (Patreon)

It’s strange. In the time I’ve been here, Remus has barely touched me. But now he’s probably had ahold of my arm the longest time since we’ve been here. He has a tight grip on my arm as he drags me through the halls. He’s obviously angry. I try and pry his hand loose and continually stumble over my feet trying to keep up.

We finally reach Remus’ room, and he throws me in. He faces me with a murderously angry expression.

“What the hell were you thinking?” He shouts. I hold my ground though, lifting my chin in defiance. I open my mouth to speak but Remus interrupts.

“No. Not tonight, Iris.” He snaps. He walks away from me.

“Do you have any idea what could have happened had the wrong person saw you?” He says.

“You never learn! You never listen, must I beat it out of you is that it? Do I need to take away your free will and have you a mindless slave like the rest of your people?” He shouts. I open my mouth again but he faces me so fast, a surge of energy rushes through the room causing me to stumble backward.

“No! Not tonight. You do not speak here!” He shouts at me. He’s so angry. I’ve only ever seen him so upset once. And he wasn’t even this mad. He wasn’t shouting this bad at me. I can feel my anger trying to disappear from the intimidation I’m feeling.

He walks towards me and I immediately step back out of reaction.

“If one of the servants or worse my father had seen you attack Ezra, you would have been put to death on the spot!” He shouts. “You don’t ever think of the consequences your actions will incur!” I take a deep breath.

“You mean, the inevitable death that awaits me the longer I stay here?” I ask. Remus grows still. And I find I would rather him be yelling at me, than this still. His gaze burns into mine.

“What are you talking about?” He says. His voice is cold. I take a shuddering breath.

“I know why Ezra did what he did to Sky. If he hadn’t she would have died. Because she’s human… and this place isn’t meant for us.” I say. I try and stay strong, but the closer Remus gets the more I want to shrink into the shadows. He stands over me like he stood over the humans he hated.

“You were always going to let me die here. Why do you care what would have happened if your father saw me?” I say gaining some confidence back.

“If anything, you should just send me back to Earth. You and I both know that this can’t-“

I’m cut off as Remus’ lips crash over mine. My body immediately lights up and I feel as though I'm on fire. The heat and lust that rockets through me are high. I open my mouth to take a breath, and Remus takes the chance to push his tongue into my mouth. He tastes sweet. He lifts me up into his arms and carries me over to the bed, dropping me. I immediately sit up as I realize what I am doing.

Remus stands over me pulling his shirt off.

“I never would have let you die.” He growls. He crawls over me, pushing me on my back and locking my arms over my head as he begins to kiss my throat. Heat pools between my legs from the sensation coursing through me. It’s been so long since I felt anything like this. So long since Remus even touched me this way.

“I wanted to do things your way. I wanted to gain your trust and your love. But now I can see that will never happen.” He places his hands over the collar of the dress I’m wearing and tears it open in one swift motion. A gasp escapes me and cool air hits my now warm skin. Remus is over me with his bright purple eyes glowing like fire as he stares down at me with so much lust and primal need.

“I’m done doing things your way, Iris. Now I take what is mine.” He growls.

“Wait-“

Remus' hands are on me. They cup my breasts perfectly and with each touch sense a tingle of warmth straight to my core. His mouth comes down over my nipple, and I feel his tongue flicking over it. With each motion, I grow wetter and moans of pleasure are soon ripped from my lips.

Remus’ hands roam over me, and he slowly kisses his way down my torso, placing one kiss on my leg, then my inner thigh, and without warning, he delves his tongue deep inside of me. I arch my back as pleasure rockets through me. Warm surges of energy pulse through my pussy causing me to quiver in pleasure. I feel like I’m melting. Remus doesn’t stop though. He latches on to my sensitive bud and out of reflex I squeeze my thigs closed. But Remus is prepared. His hands hold my legs open spreading me for him.

I feel like a puddle of nerves and heat when he finally decides he’s done. He keeps me on the edge but never lets me go over. He kisses my inner thigh, slowly bringing his tongue over it and sucking really hard. I’m helpless to resist. Even now when I know what I should do and how I should feel, I want nothing more than for him to do exactly what it is he said. Take me.

He moves so that he is over me, and I can feel his hard erection positioned at my entrance. He pushes inside of me maddeningly slow. I feel a bit of pain from the intrusion as I’m not used to him since it’s been so long since we’ve been together. He keeps pushing until he is pressed against me. My mouth opens and a shaky sigh escapes me.

“Look at me, Iris.” His voice cuts through my mind, and I open my eyes. He is right over me, staring down at me.

“As long as you live, you belong to me.” He says as he slowly pulls out of me only to push back in. His fingers thread through my hair, and he pulls causing me to arch my neck.

“No matter what you see or who speaks to you, you will always be mine. My one and only. Mine.” He growls. He begins thrusting, and I wrap my legs around his waist as pleasure rockets through me.

“what I say, you do. What I command is your only desire.” He growls. I know his words should piss me off. But they do nothing but spurn me on more. I feel myself climbing higher and higher.

“You belong to me. Every breath you take is mine. Every beat your heart makes is mine. Every day you wake up is me, Iris. You live to be mine.” He growls. His thrusts become more violent, and I hear myself crying out with every jolt. Finally, my climax hits me. I open my mouth as I spasm around him, my muscles contracting.

To my shock and utter horror, I feel Remus’ tongue over my throat, and in the next instance, he’s biting down. His sharp teeth easily pierce my flesh. It’s like a bucket of cold water has been thrown on me. My eyes open, and my hands immediately fly to his shoulders trying to push him off. My cries go from pleasure to pain as it rips through me. Remus grabs my hands pinning them above my head easily. He bites down so hard I feel like my bone is about to snap.

I can’t breathe as white-hot pain shoots through me. A scream of terror rips from my throat echoing off the walls of his room. Remus finally climaxes, pouring his seed inside of me. My body is insanely hot all over, and I can do nothing but writhe in pain under him.

Remus

In seven days, I will be leaving the castle to finally begin my conversion. Meaning I will go to the place this world draws itself from and convert any and all energy to keep this world alive. I will be there for a month at the least, and that’s only if things go according to plan. Meaning I can do it.

I planned on spending as much time as I could with Iris before I left. But with the coming of my new bride and her staying here in the castle, all of those plans went out the window. Iris wouldn’t be able to leave her wing any longer because if she ran into my bride to be, things could get ugly real fast.

Leaving the banquet my irritation was at an all-time high, and to make matters worse, I happened upon Iris losing her temper and attacking Ezra. He and I both know she couldn’t have done any real damage, but the courtyard is visible to those in the right places. Even though the servants know of Iris’ existence and have been instructed not to say anything to Nira about it, I just know one of them would be looking for a perfect reason to report Iris’ actions to my father.

I got careless and scared. Had anyone else seen what she had done they would have subdued her and killed her. Especially my father. Then she revealed she knew about the atmosphere. And that sent me over the edge. And now she is laying in my bed with my crest beginning to engrave itself in her flesh. My venom is surging through her system, coding her DNA to fit mine. Something she is going to hate me for when she awakens.

Not that I care at this point.

I crawl back into bed, cupping her breasts in my hand and placing kisses along her throat to wake her up. She stirs slightly. I move my hand down her front and between her legs. She’s still wet. I play with her clit, eliciting a moan from her.

I’m done trying things her way. It’s back to my way. A soft laugh escapes me.

And if she doesn’t like it, well I can always beat it out of her.