Xander’s eyebrows rose but he didn’t move to stop me as I took a long swig from the bottle, and then another. “So what do you think he’d want to put me into?”
“I honestly couldn’t say what he would try to put you into, since we don’t know much about why you’re so unique, but I’ll be damned if I see you placed as a pet.”
I took another long swig on the bottle, trying to keep my voice steady. “Why, what happens to a pet?”
His jaw clenched and his eyes flashed nearly crimson. “You will never be a pet. They are treated like animals and made to do and be whatever their master demands them to be. You’re essentially a slave. I’d never allow it.”
My hand gripped hard to the bottle and I took another swig before finally feeling some relief from the warmth filling my insides. He must have noticed because he quietly took the bottle from my hand before reaching to stroke my cheek.
His pale blue gaze had returned as he looked into my eyes, speaking lowly. “I told you I would take care of you here. I will not leave your side tomorrow.”
I had seen the servants jump to attention as we made our way quickly down the hall. I knew his status mattered here, but I wasn’t sure if it was enough to hold off the king if he chose to remove him from me. My stomach clenched as the thought crossed my mind that Xander’s authority might only extend so far.
His forehead pressed against mine and his low voice rumbled in his chest, pulling me out of my dark thoughts. “What is going on in there? Please talk to me.”
I shuddered and tried to push the nagging thoughts away. “It’s just, what if your father says otherwise. Didn’t you say your family rules over all others? Would that not include you? We may not have much of a choice if he decides against you.”
His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me into his his broad chest. I nuzzled my face into him, breathing him in and letting his scent comfort me.
“They will have to kill me before I allow you to become someone’s pet Emma.”
I looked up into his eyes and his stern gaze met mine.
How could someone he’s just met be something he’d willingly defend to his death for against his own family? He can’t possibly mean he’d literally die for me. I feel this crazy strong connection with him, like he’s a magnet pulling me into him, but he couldn’t possibly want that.
I nodded and felt the warm alcohol beginning to rise back into my cheeks. His mouth twitched and I could see the anger and worry beginning to temporarily fade. His lips met mine in a tender kiss and I giggled as I felt him stiffen against me, sensing my flushed skin beneath his lips. He growled against my mouth and the kiss began to turn hungry. Heat began to radiate through the both of us as the warm alcohol began to take full effect. Every touch of skin sent tingles through my entire body.
His hands ran up my ribcage, trailing up my shoulder before gripping into my hair at the base of my neck, pulling me deeper into the kiss. I felt as if my body was on fire and every nerve in my body was firing. His tongue traced my lips, begging for entry and plunged into my mouth as they willingly parted. It was as if we were sharing one breath, and I let the building heat crash over me. A quiet moan escaped my lips and I felt a rumble in his chest in response. His mouth broke from mine as he moved to kiss just below my ear, his warm breath sending chills down my spine. I shifted my head to allow him better access and pressed my body tighter against his. One hand moved down to grip hard onto my hip as his mouth trailed kisses down my neck. In a flash, he had me pushed up onto the desk, seated facing him as he wedged his hips between my legs. His hand gripped into my butt and pulled me tight against him, his hardness pressing against me. His lips moved back to the base of my neck and I felt his fangs tracing my carotid as the heat overwhelmed me from his contact. I gasped and his body immediately stiffened. My hand flew up to grip against the back of his neck and I inclined my head further to grant him complete access. Reading my submissive response, his body relaxed slightly, but I could tell he was still concentrating not to give in to his urge for my blood.
I pulled my mouth to his ear whispered, feeling him shudder at the sensation. “Xander, it’s ok. I’m ok. Whatever happens, I trust you.”
He hesitated and then his body relaxed completely. His hand gripped hard into my hair and shifted my head back to its original position. I was happy to move it as his mouth trailed down to my collarbone and down my chest. Without hesitation, he broke away long enough to yank my dress over my head and reached up to unclasp my bra, tossing it to the side. I reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head in response, reveling in the glorious muscular figure standing in front of me. He pulled me tight against his body, kissing me hungrily. A low growl rumbled through his chest as my breasts rubbed against his bare chest. His mouth broke and moved to my breasts, his hand coming up to caress one as he took the other into his warm mouth. I let out a low moan and my back arched instinctively, pushing my body against him. He switched to the other as his hand continued to pinch my tip, sending electricity through my body.
He pulled away and kissed down my stomach until he got to my lace panties. His eyes shot up to me as his mouth curled into a mischievous grin. I nodded in approval as I felt my heart begin to race inside of my chest. His mouth breathed hot against my sensitive bud before he gently bit it through the lace fabric. I gasped at the sensation and heat pooled in my core. His hand traced the outside of my panties before pushing them to the side, his tongue gently massaging and sucking against my tight bundle of nerves. His fingers traced the outside of my warm center before gently sliding one in. I gasped and pressed my hips harder against him, searching for more friction. He growled at my response and the vibration sent tingles through my body. As his finger slowly massaged through my center in and out, he increased his pressure against my clit, sucking and stroking his tongue around and up and down. Within moments, he inserted another finger, followed slowly by a third. I moaned and leaned back to allow him better access and his hand gripped hard against my hip, locking me in place as I wiggled in his hold. Another moan escaped my lips and I could feel the pleasure building inside of me. My hand flew up to grab hard into his hair as my heart raced. I gasped as his fangs drug against my clit and nibbled gently before his tongue returned in fierce force, applying the perfect pressure and stroke as it flicked in unison as his fingers worked inside me.
“Xander...I don’t think I can last much longer.” My voice came out in a broken whisper as I panted. My breathing was ragged.
I felt another growl against my skin and tingles radiated through me. I felt the wave of pleasure nearly ready to overtake me. My hand locked into his hair as the pleasurable bliss ran through my entire body, tingles radiating from within every cell as my body shuddered and convulsed against Xander’s hold.
His deep mercury eyes stared up at me, watching my response to him as the pleasure ran through me. I relaxed my grip on him as the pleasure slowed and my breathing came back from erratic to shallow. He gently moved my underwear back into place and stood to pull me into a deep kiss. My body felt limp as it was pulled into his strong hold.
He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, allowing me to slowly try and catch my breath. “God, you’re beautiful.”
I smiled and met his gaze, his eyes now back to their normal pale blue color.
I glanced down at his sculpted physique before playfully jumping back to his. “The view’s not so bad from where I’m sitting either.”
His mouth curled into a smirk before fading to a more serious expression. His hand stroked the hair from my face before peering into my eyes, seeming to search for answers. “Are you ok?”
I stared back, holding his questioning gaze. “I’ve never been better.”
And I realized, I was. I hadn’t felt anxious or wanted to resist once. In fact, I wanted more. My hand moved to rest against his chest and I felt him press back against it. I slowly slid it down his stomach to rest on his waistband. He shuddered at my feather light touch. As my fingers moved to unbutton his pants, his hand came down on mine, stopping my movement.
I looked up to see him staring intently at me. “You don’t need to do that Emma. This was about you. I wanted to please you, and for you to want me to touch you. We can take this slow. I’m in no hurry.”
I shook my head and moved beneath his hand, forcing it to fall away. “I want to. I trust you Xander. I want...more.”
His body remained stiff but he let his hand fall away completely, giving me freedom to move as I wished. I unbuttoned his pants and they fell to the floor before he kicked them away. He wore nothing beneath them and my eyes immediately took in his manhood, standing firm and erect below my hand. My fingers twitched, wanting to touch him, feel him. My eyes shot up to him and saw his mercury gaze staring down at me, his face clearly deciding if he should let me continue. His jaw clenched and he gave me a short nod to proceed.
My hand delicately traced down his shaft to the base, slowly stroking back up to the round tip. He twitched beneath my touch and my fingers instinctively wrapped around him. He let out a hiss as my hand stroked up and down slowly, feeling his velvety smooth hardness in my grasp. A small bead of arousal leaked out of his swollen tip and I stroked the pad of my thumb around it. My eyes shot up to his and I could see that his breathing had increased. His hands were clenching and unclenching as my strokes increased. A growl rumbled from the back of his throat, but he did not move. I smirked as his breathing became shallow and his hands twitched, wanting desperately to touch me. I squeezed tighter and stroked him faster, giggling as I heard another growl escape from him. He leaned forward, gripping hard at the desk on either side of me as he began rocking his hips into my hand. My mouth moved to kiss just below his collarbone before trailing up to kiss the base of his neck. His body shuddered against me and suddenly he pulled back, his lips colliding into mine.
Breathlessly, he spoke against my mouth. “I want you to feel what you’re doing to me.”
In a flash, he’d scooped me into his arms and placed me onto the large King sized bed. I scooted back as he climbed onto it, his body hovering over mine. His hips urgently wedged between my legs and they willingly parted this time. His mouth met mine and immediately, his tongue plunged through to tangle with my own. It was as if all of the air in my lungs was being sucked out and replaced with his. His hands slid down to my hips and pulled my underwear lower. I instinctively raised my hips and he slid them the rest of the way off, tossing them aside. He moved back between my legs and his hardness was instantly pressed against my bundle of nerves. I gasped at the skin on skin contact and a jolt of electricity coursed through me. His eyes looked into mine, searching for my approval. My hand reached up to grasp the back of his neck, pulling him down into a deep kiss. My breath was already shallow. His hips began to slowly rock against me, and I moaned as his hard erection slid between my warm center through my lips and pressed against my clit, rocking it up and down, grinding his pelvis against mine. A growl rumbled in the back of his throat as he increased his speed.
My back arched as the pleasure ignited in my core. I instinctively tilted my hips up, causing him to stop, hesitating at the new angle. It was the best access for him to enter me, and for the first time, I genuinely wanted him to. His body stiffened against me and I could feel his mind trying to reel in his body.
“I’m ok Xander. I trust you. Please, I want all of you.”
After a moment, he slowly slid into my warm center and I gasped. He pulled away stopping to gauge my reaction. I met his eyes fiercely and arched my hips further, sliding more of him into me. He shuddered against me and began to slowly slide in and out of me, letting out a pleasurable groan. As he built a slow rhythm, I began to move in tandem with him, moaning against his mouth as I did. I loved the feeling of being joined with him.
His lips broke and furiously kissed down my neck, and I instantly felt his fangs scrape against my skin. My head immediately fell to the side, allowing him better access as I gripped hard into his hair, panting. I felt his muscles tighten as he fought the urge to bite.
“It’s ok Xander.”
After a second’s hesitation, I felt his body relax as he rocked harder into me, shooting pleasurable jolts through my body with every stroke. I moaned in pleasure and matched his movements, earning me a growl as it radiated through his chest.
“Xander...” His name left my lips in a whisper.
He growled and rocked his hips into me faster. “Are you ready my inger?”
I panted and moved with him. “Yes...I can’t...”
He thrust into me two more times and I was there. A wave of pleasure crashed over me for the second time and I felt as if I was going to float away. Suddenly, I felt two sharp pricks into my neck, feeling a dull quick pain. I inhaled sharply but it quickly faded, replaced by something completely new. I felt him growl against me as he came, spilling his warm liquid into me. His mouth was still hot against my neck and the sharp pain was now replaced with a feeling of completeness, pure bliss.
My hands reached up to gently stroke his back and I felt him shudder against me, our bodies convulsing together. His fangs slowly retracted from my neck and I winced as the dull pain returned. His tongue traced over the two tiny wounds before leaning up and biting down on his wrist, giving it to me to drink as he’d done before. I looked into his deep mercury eyes and took his wrist in my hands, placing it to my mouth and forcing the warm thick liquid down my throat. I took three long pulls and he pulled it away.
He leaned down to kiss me, our mouths tasting of a medley of the two of us. His hand wrapped into my hair, cupping my head in his hand and he pressed his forehead against mine, breathing deeply to calm himself. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. It was like it was calling to me. Like if I didn’t, I’d be missing a part of you. I only took two sips, but it was more than enough. You taste unlike anything I’ve ever had before.”
I smirked up at him, meeting his eyes. “I told you I trusted you. I know the struggle you have around me, and I know you can control it. You won’t hurt me.”
He shook his head against mine and sighed. “I didn’t want to stop. I could have bathed in it, but I knew I had to. I told you I will never hurt you, and I meant it.”
His eyes looked deep into mine and I knew he meant every word. He would only go as far as I was willing to let him, and I knew I held every ounce of control as far as what happened between us. I had felt no resistance to him this time, which was a huge improvement.
A thought popped into my head, reminding me of something he’d said before. “What was it that you called me earlier? Inger?”
He smiled and let out a small laugh. “I’m sorry. It means angel in Romanian. It just slipped out.”
I shook my head and smiled. “No, I liked it. I just didn’t know what it meant. Why do you say I’m your angel then?”
He pulled his face away from mine as his hand reached up to stroke my cheek. “Because your beauty far exceeds anything that could ever be meant for this earth alone. It radiates from within you and I felt like you needed to know that someone sees it.”
I shuddered at his words and leaned into his hands, smiling and breaking his gaze. He leaned down, his lips meeting mine in a tender kiss. My heart swelled and my stomach fluttered, knowing that I was finally safe and cared for, the first time in my life, even though it was still new and fragile.
He pulled away from my body and rolled to the side. I pulled the sheet out from under us and slid it up to wrap around me before lying back onto the bed. His arm was waiting beneath me and pulled me flush against him, holding me securely at my shoulders. I rolled to my side and let my arm drape across his chest before snaking my leg over his, pressing my body completely into his. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he gripped hard against my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine. I nuzzled my face against his chest and inhaled his warm scent, cedar and spice. I let out a content hum before letting the warmth begin to wash over me.
He kissed the top of my head and whispered against my hair, “Sleep well my inger.”
I smiled softly and nuzzled deeper before fading into peaceful darkness.
*A/N: Whew! That was the longest one yet! But I wanted to let the story flow and it didn’t feel right cutting off somewhere in the middle. I hope you all enjoyed!