The Gentle Maiden and Five Lustful Brothers-Chapter 143: She tasted like a poison apple

***AUTHOR’S NOTE: Back to our third person pov***

Queen Violet had just murdered someone in cold front in front of everyone. Everyone stared in disbelief. Their gentle and kind queen looked twisted and deranged. Her movements were chaotic and unpredictable.

She looked the same, but she felt different, her scent had also changed.

Being around her felt like standing next to a thick cloud of miasma, it was exhausting and painful.

When she moved, death seemed moved alongside her, like a shadow.

She became as terrifying as she was bewitching.

After what Ash saw he was certain he wanted to go home, bend her over the bed and fuck her. They needed to regroup and discuss a plan.

Lilith was just enthralled with her darling, the sheer pleasure she took in ripping that wolfs eye from its socket, it was pure delight.

Violet reminded Lilith of herself after he heart break with Adam and her sister Eve. After Adam stole Valoria from him and hid her, she too went mad after losing her daughter. History does have a habit of repeating itself.

Doesn’t it?

Lilith remained at the scene while Ash took Violet home.

The drive was filled with an unspoken tension between them, there was so much to say, but no words were the right words. It was like the silence had its own way of speaking.

When they arrived home Rosa, Jeremy and Delilah were there along with Roland, Arya, and Kalvin. They’d all left immediately to start tracking Odette, investigating.

Gabriel, Oliver, and Lilith stayed behind. Everyone was pulling their resources.

Arya and Kalvin scried for her but found nothing. It was as if she had disappeared entirely, no trace of her on the entire planet.

Kalvin was working on a spell to track magic, powerful magic. But the problem with that was because he didn’t know exactly what to look for, his spell would be vague, giving him mixed results, it would still narrow it down. But not enough, and every second away from her was a second of control lost. He was going insane from the loss, but he kept his cool acting like just a worried boyfriend, and not someone who just lost his means for securing power and love.

He was determined to make her fall in love with him, to get her to change him into a vampire, so he could rule beside her, forever. He his abilities would be unmatched by most, a witch vampire, that was a rare thing. Surely vampire society would accept a Changeling vampire. He just needed more time to convince Odette to change him. She told him no, every time he brought it up, she shot him down, now with her gone, all of that has gone out the window. He needed her home, he needed her by his side, he would do whatever it takes to find her and get her back.

Jeremy and Rosa had cleaned up already. Arya and Roland had not a spot of red on them. Using their ranged ability attacks. Roland harnessing lightning, and Arya with her psychic and earth attacks. Raising the ground and swallowing wolves whole.

Jeremy killed 15 wolves. Rosa killed 6. Arya and Roland didn’t count; they just attacked.

Kalvin was out searching for Odette with Delilah; word hadn’t spread of Violet’s recent change.

So, when Violet walked through the door with a new confidence and with a dark threatening aura, every turned their heads sharply.

"Woah, is it me or did it just cold in here." Olive tried to joke, feeling uncomfortable with new version of his close friend and sister-in-law.

Ash shot Oliver a hardened stare reminding Oliver of his place, and how now is not the time for his casual laid back attitude.

Oliver acted like his usual self because if he didn’t, he’d tear the house apart in anguish over his missing niece.

"I’m bringing Violet to the room to clean up. we’ll be back to make a plan. I’m getting my daughter back." Ash growled, giving a warning to not be disturbed without using those words.

Violet was quiet, but her silence was deafening. She moved across the floor like she was untouchable.

Everyone felt the shift, and wondered what exactly happened with their gentle queen.

The minute Ash shut the door he grabbed Violet and through her on the bed. His fangs flashed and Violet matched the energy. She showed her newly lengthened fangs and hissed.

Ash sped across the room with unimaginable speed. Pinning Violet, but Violet fought, she was angry, she was broken, she was deranged and unhinged. Somehow Ash new what she needed, she needed a fight, a fight she could lose and like it.

It became a hissing and growling match, they wrestled on the bed, him pinning her. Violet kicking him off her and launching on to his shoulders ready to bite down, but Ash pulled her off and threw her into the headboard. She released a raging roar, one that shook the windows. Ash matched it with a dangerous and dominating snarl. He approached her slowly and she was on all fours in a defensive position, ready to attack.

She was breathing heavy and her eyes glowed, they glowed a fierce and violent magenta.

Ash jumped on to the bed, quickly flipping her on to her back, she clawed at him and snarled, but he pinned her hands above her head and held her firm against the bed. She trashed ferociously.

Ash grabbed her face with one hand hard and pressed his lips to her hard, claiming her mouth like it belonged to him, but she still trashed. She screamed into his mouth with boiling hatred. She bit his lip hard. The taste of his blood flooded her senses, it called to her, setting her insides on fire. She felt an all knew intense desire. Ash could feel it in her too. Violet gave into the pleasure. Submitting to him, to her king. He took that control, he took all of her in. Her chest falling and rising rapidly with her breathing. He let go of her mouth and kissed down her neck and then he nips her before sinking his teeth into the crook of her neck, she winced from the sharp pain that quickly faded away making space for the hot pleasure that filled her veins. He drank from her, she tasted different, like a poisoned apple, delicious and deadly. He growled from his arousal, releasing her hands from his grip She gripped his hair holding his mouth to her neck. Pressing him in further, her actions were begging him for a rough bite. She rolled her hips on his pelvis, grinding her womanhood on his bulge.

His moan vibrated her skin sending heat straight to her core fueling a wanting ache that was getting out of control.

Releasing his hair and grabbing his throat "Fuck me" She growled aggressively.

Her grip on his throat made his dick so hard it was almost ripping through his pants.

He pulled his pants down freeing himself, never letting her neck go. Ash pulled up her dress and ripped her panties off her. She moaned loudly.

Holding himself firmly in place he touches her opening with the tip, feeling her wetness drench his phallus, she purred at his teasing, but quickly it turned into a growl, "Put it in Asher." She used his real first name, showing the seriousness in her demand.

He grinned pulling away from the neck he once held hostage.

"I’m going to fuck you so hard. You have no idea how the way you look right now has me so aroused. I’m going to fuck you over the side of this bed after I stretch you out."

And that was it, Violet was being undone by his threat. She wanted his dominating and his control. She wanted him to hurt her.

"Do it."