Chapter 8: Secrets Behind Closed Doors

𖤐••{AZRÆL’S POV}••⛧

"Oh, fuck!" Delilah whispers breathlessly.

I spread her lips wider, digging my tongue deeper into her wet cunt and drawing filthy moans out of her.

"Gods," I growl against her flesh, slowly slipping my fingers inside her. "I could never get tired of feasting on this beautiful cunt."

"Come, my love," she murmurs. "Kiss me, let me taste myself on your tongue."

A small smile curves my lips.

I rise to my feet, slowly climbing over her until my face hovers just a breath away from hers. For a few heartbeats, I do nothing but gaze into her violet eyes, half-open and dazed with lust. Then she makes the first move, capturing my lips with hers.

She runs her fingers through my hair as we lock lips, pulling at the strands as the kiss grows rough and the air between us burns hotter. She bites my bottom lip and I bite back, groaning as the rich, metallic tang of our blood mixes on our tongues as they dance together in a fight for dominance. We devour each other’s lips until the need for air forces us apart.

I rest my forehead against hers as we catch our breath.

"Your lips..." I breathe, "belong to me."

I grab one of her tits, giving it a gentle squeeze before lowering my head to take the nipple in my mouth.

"These breasts..." I mutter as I suckle her tit, "belong to me."

Very slowly, I trace my fingers from her stomach down to her cunt, slipping three fingers into her wet folds. A soft whimper immediately escapes Delilah as she throws her head back.

"And this fucking cunt..." I rasp, slowly thrusting my fingers in and out her, "is mine to use as I please."

"Please... ruin my cunt," she moans. "Ravage me till the entire castle hears my screams."

Without another word, I rise above her again, spreading her legs wide. Then I wrap my hand around my erect, throbbing member, slowly rubbing it against her slick entrance.

"Please, Azræl," she begs. "I need you inside me now."

I wrap one of my hands around her throat, gripping with just enough force that I feel her pulse thrumming wildly against my palm. Slowly, I push my cock through her folds, watching as it slowly disappears inside her. Then I pull out until only the tip remains, before slamming my entire shaft back inside her cunt with a single thrust.

"Fuck," she whimpers, throwing her head against the pillows.

I begin moving my hips, setting a wicked pace and watching her tits jiggle every time I thrust into her. The room fills with nothing but sounds of skin slapping against skin, the bed creaking, the frame hitting the wall, and the desperate moans and pleas that leave Delilah’s mouth as I fuck her mercilessly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she cries. "Fuck me! Ruin me—"

My chamber doors suddenly burst open.

Immediately, my head snaps toward the entrance and the moment I lock eyes with my mother and sister, my whole body turns rigid.

For a heartbeat, everyone in the room remains wide-eyed and frozen until Delilah scrambles to cover her body with the sheets.

"Mother, what is the meaning of this?!" I bark.

"Mother Empress, Princess Azeria," Delilah says quickly, lowering her gaze. "My apologies. We weren’t expecting you—"

"Get out," Mother cuts her off.

"As you wish, Your Majesty," Delilah says, scurrying out of bed and picking her clothes from the floor.

She quickly slips on her clothes, and once she’s fully dressed, she hurries out of the room, closing the door behind her.

My blood boils with anger and embarrassment as I walk over to a chair and snatch my robe.

"The door is right there for a reason, Mother. You could’ve at least knocked," I growl, shooting her a glare as I slip on the robe.

"Oh, I did knock," she says, planting her hands on her hips. "But clearly," she adds, gesturing to my bed, "you were too distracted to hear me."

I nearly roll my eyes as a sigh leaves my lips.

"Alright, what is the matter?" I ask.

Mother’s golden eyes narrow and she stares at me for a brief moment before she speaks.

"When were you planning on telling me that you captured a human princess and brought her into Darkholme?"

My brows immediately furrow. "How did you find out about that?"

Azeria casually struts over to a chair and sits, crossing one leg over the other.

"While you were busy with your mistress," she says, "your captive princess killed eight of our servants. It was immediately brought to my attention before I told Mother."

"What is this, Azræl?" Mother asks, tilting her head. "Explain yourself."

"It’s none of your business," I mutter under my breath.

Her face immediately crumples into a frown.

"I am your mother," she says sharply. "I deserve to know who this girl is and why she is in our home."

"I said no!" I snap, hardening my voice. "When the time comes, you’ll know what I want you to know. Until then—enough."

Azeria rises from the chair and crosses her arms. "I suppose I’ll just have to find out for myself then."

I storm toward her, closing the space between us in a heartbeat.

"As your emperor, I order you not to even breathe in the direction of her chambers," I say, my tone low and dangerous. "Do you understand me?"

Azeria doesn’t say a word.

She only raises her chin but still holds my gaze.

"And mother," I say, turning to face her. "If you respect me and my authority as ruler, you will do the same."

Mother narrows her eyes, pressing her lips into a thin line. After a moment, she slowly walks toward me until we’re standing face to face.

"Fine," she says finally. "But you brought this princess here so she’s your responsibility," she adds, jabbing a finger into my chest. "Get her under control before she goes on another rampage and murders all the servants in the castle."

I give her a nod.

Then without another word, Mother and Azeria leave my chambers.

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𖤐••{DELILAH’S POV}••⛧

Right before Seraphine and Azeria open the doors to leave Azræl’s chambers, I back away from it and bolt down the corridor, hiding behind a wall.

A human princess? Captured and brought to Darkholme?

My mind begins racing with a thousand questions.

Azræl doesn’t act without reason. And yet, he went out of his way to bring a human here?

Why? And what does he plan to do with her?

I’ve been his lover for years. He has never hidden anything this important from me before. Not even his own mother or sister knew beforehand, and Azræl’s secrecy is never aimless.

This is really strange.

But whatever secret Azræl is hiding... I’m going to find out.