Blood Curse (Pulse #8) by Kailin Gow Read Free Book Online Page A

heart breaks for you, really it does. But no daughter of mine will let her feelings get in the way of her mission. You know what you have to do. Be strong.”
              “But what if I can't?”
              “Do it anyway.”
              Max's voice was firm and harsh. But deep down, Kalina knew that she was right. She would have to suffer, have to bear her suffering, have to get through this on her own. Max had survived the world of vampires for so long by putting her own feelings aside. It was the way of the Carrier. Especially one chosen to be the Queen’s equal.
              That night, in bed, alone, Kalina began to dream of Nereti again. Images flitted before her, flickering like old silent films, images of death and destruction, of slaughter and misery, images of the horrors of the past. Kalina could see it all – the birth of Nereti's empire of destruction, the vampiric hordes that would come to swallow them all up...slaughtering their way to world domination. Kalina knew that she was remembering all that Nereti remembered – the good old days, as she called them -when she had slaughtered whole regions of vampires, whole cities of humans, provinces laid to waste and transformed into dust and ash…and blood. That was what she wanted now, Kalina knew. To relive those days, to regain those hours, to rebirth anew that empire of chaos which she had so adored. With Octavius as her consort, Octavius as her prince, Octavius by her side, every bit as wicked as she.
              Kalina's stomach lurched. She was sickened by the thoughts. How could she bear to watch such horrors – watch such atrocities? Children killed and drained dry before their parent's eyes, their screams choking out from the bloody gurgles in their throat. Mothers sobbing as their husbands and family were slaughtered, one by one, their blood dripping from vampire fangs. She wanted to vomit, to wake up from this nightmare and scream, scream, scream aloud. But she knew that she could not. She had to bear this – hope that in the depths of this nightmare she might find the key to Nereti's weakness. She knew that Nereti was indestructible – that she had already drank several Life's Blood Carriers to death, draining their power. She knew that Nereti had nearly drained Kal herself. The effects of Life's Blood on her were even stronger than that which Mal had, or the worst Life's Blood vampire had ever experienced.
              She had to face this.
              But what was worse, still, than the atrocity was the pleasure. As Nereti, she felt Octavius’ body hard against her own, she felt the pleasure Nereti felt when he buried his tongue between her legs, when he licked and nipped at and bit down upon her inner thigh, making her scream with a mix of ecstasy and pain.  She felt the strange satisfaction Nereti felt when she pressed her lips against Octavius’ gleaming manhood, felt the power that lay in making him come violently. And she felt, too, what it felt like to have Octavius thrust deep within her, the intimacy that she could never really experience, transmitted to her through the body of another. She felt herself so full, so violently full, of him; felt every inch of her body screaming with pleasure as Octavius drove himself deep within Nereti's body.
              It was this experience that was the most confusing of all. She felt disgust, anger, rage that Octavius was doing this – servicing another woman, making love to her. And yet she felt such bizarre pleasure, as if it were she experiencing his lips, his hands, his tongue, his cock. In Nereti's body, feeling with Nereti's own nerve endings, she could feel that which she had always longed to feel – feel the force so powerful within her.
              And she had to admit – it felt so unbelievably good.

 
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
     
              K alina found that she could not stop. At first, the idea of