I knew by his smaller lean build that it was Rian before I could see his face or hear his voice.

He walked slowly over to me as I laid on what I assumed was Fiona's side of the bed. Fiona and I had shared a bed before when I knew her as Liv. When Liam left I thought a quick cat nap in her bed would be harmless. I was wrong.

Rian said he wanted to just lay next to me. He even put his hands behind his back, but instead of moving the the other side of the bed he asked me to move over. His eyes are as intense as his brothers but warmer.

"Do you mind? I like my own side of the bed?" So I guess I have to move over.

He laughs while watching me wiggle like a worm to give him room, and distance, between us on the king sized. This man is psychotic.

"Do you...maybe...wanna..." he lifted his eyebrow while his eyes looked down in a way that I knew what he was implying. Sex. With the demon king. No. Hell no!

"I'll take that your silence as a yes, love. By the way, your answer should always be 'yes, King Rian.'"

I panic as he rolls on top of me, straddling and pinning me down just hard enough. I know he can be more powerful but he's playing a game. He's seducing me. How does he know my weakness?

Dominance is a total turn on for me and I'm an like a feral animal in heat. Is this my fae side?

I do get a very dominant vibe from him but that doesn't mean I want to have that happen right now.

My hands move to hit him and he pins them down above my head.

"Now, where was I? Ah yes introductions. I'm Rian, King of the royal pains in my ass, aka the British vampires, the eccentric but hilarious Scottish and Welsh vampires too, as well as those vampires who reside in Ireland."

His breath is hot on mine as I continue to try to get out of his grip on my hips with his pelvis and my wrists above my head in his one hand.

I start to scream but he puts his other hand over my mouth.

"You are nobody. Do you understand? You are an slave until you DROP DEAD! Your life can be long or it can be short, that I leave up to you." He smirks and his eyes start to dilate, turning black as coal.

There is difference between having a sexy dominance about you and then there's this. He's going to kill me. Maybe not today, but one day he will.

"You are making this rather difficult. You see I've been around before the druids, pagans, Romans, Vikings and the Christian church. There is one thing all of these groups have in common, they raped a lot of women younger and prettier than you."

No, no, no this can't be happening. I need to get this corpse off of me.

"I personally like to welcome our new humans by taking the women, by force if necessary, and boxing with the men. You see, all creatures that enter these walls must be approved by me. But how can I approve when I don't know the product."

He starts grinding himself on top of me, which is unfortunate for me since he's basically dry humping me. Unfortunately it feels really good. I give out the tiniest of moans and he hits me across the face.

"Did I say this was your time for pleasure, slave?"

I can't keep up with his mood swings. I feel nauseated by all the things he's saying. Heck just being around him makes me feel sick with darkness, but my body reacts as it would normally when an unbelievable good-looking male wants to dominant me.

I watch him sniff the air and I know my aroused by I need to focus on the fear. I need to mask the scent of feeling so turned on right now. I've learned that anxiety produced sweat is smelly so I'm hoping the fear pumping through me produces a scent stronger than my arousal.

"Let me get a good look at you." My little bit of clothing is torn into pieces.

I scream for help while his eyes rake over my now naked body.

I'm not a model or anything where near as these people look like but I do pride myself on staying fit even though I'm curvy. My "map of Ireland" round face adds a few pounds to each picture and my chest is large, so no matter how thin I want to look, my upper half looks heavy.

"I knew you would try something!" Hearing Oisin's voice makes my eyes burn with tears threatening to become full on waterworks again.

"Get the of her. ." His growl instantly reminds me that I might not want to be saved.

"You really feel that strongly for her?" Rian is off of me in a flash and I try to scramble for a pillow to cover me. "You are a fool with no respect for your king. Let me refresh your memory. You. Are. Not. King. I may take what I like and I am going to have her, right now, while you watch. And you will respect your king. So shall we start the show?" His voice went from deadly to almost adorable. Psychopathic vampire.

He called me over to him like a pet again. I thought back to the first Jurassic Park movie when the T-Rex attacks the cars and the paleontologist says not to move or the T-Rex will see them. I tried this theory out on Rian.

It doesn't work.

Rian is naked and back on the bed. He grabs me by hair and tugs me to the edge of the bed.

I want to cry out for help, but I won't cry. Or scream. No. Because I've been raped and molested before. I know what this sick fuck wants to see. I'm not going to give him the satisfaction.