19

Nineteen
*Freya*
I wished Connor hadn’t left. As soon as he walked out of my room, the feeling of depression came rushing back. Even though he had promised to come back and check on me tomorrow, I couldn’t shake the overwhelming loneliness that consumed me like a bucket of cold water. As I was about to lie down, I removed my gown with a gentle tug. Suddenly, the door of my room swung open with such force that it made me scream in terror.
Before I could make sense of what was happening, I was roughly pulled out of my bed and shoved to the wall with such a force that I felt the breath knock out of my lungs. “Let me fucking go you animal!” I screamed, feeling impossible anger rise up within me.
“You have 10 seconds to confess to me. What are you doing with Connor? What is between you and him!”As his breath brushed against my ear, I felt chills run down my spine and goosebumps rise on my skin. The instant he pulled me out of bed, I knew it was him. Only he had the audacity to enter my room without my consent. After all, he was the Alpha.
“What the hell are you talking about?? And do you not knock?!”
“Answer me!”
I felt the tears trying to make their way and fought hard to push it back. As Rafe pressed his body against mine, I felt my head spin and my breath become shallow. He pushed me up against the wall, trapping me with his strong arms. Every inch of his body pressed into my back, and despite my efforts to resist, I couldn’t help but feel aroused by him. It was wrong, but I couldn’t control it.
“I am going to ask you one more time. What was Connor doing in your room?” He whispered so silently that I almost missed it over the ringing in my ears. He was upset about Connor again? God!
“I was not doing anything with him! He only came to cheer me up after you grounded me for 3 days. Connor is the only friend I can truly rely on and if you have a problem with that, maybe you should just banish me from the palace and let me go.” I explained, my voice coming out in breathless pants.
We both went silent, his body still flush against mine. Then slowly and reluctantly, he turned me around to face him. I studied his extremely handsome face. His eyes bore into mine, searching for something I couldn’t quite decipher. A million emotions flickered across his features before settling on a look of resignation. Without a word, he reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, his touch sending shivers down my spine.
“I shouldn’t have done that,” he finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t let myself get attached to you.” His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken truths and forbidden desires. But even as he spoke them, I saw the indecision in his eyes, the silent battle raging within him. And in that moment, I knew that despite his best efforts to push me away, we were already in too deep.
“What is your problem exactly my king?”
“Rafe.”
“What?”
He paused, staring at me. “This is the last time you call me your king. Call me Rafe.”
“You can’t tell me what to call you.”
He raised his eyebrows at me amusingly and brushed my cheek with his finger again. “I like how you talk back at me, you know? It fills me with this excitement that I cannot fathom. You drive me crazy and I don’t know how you do it.”
I sucked in a deep breath at his words. my stomach churned with excitement and I tried my best to not let it show.
“Why Rafe? we both know that I am not your type. You don’t even like me. Why do you act as if you do? why do you act jealous?” I asked, frustrated.
He went silent for a minute, then without another word, he pulled me even closer to him. His forehead touched mine and I could smell his fresh, minty breath. His fresh manly smell too. what was he doing to me?
“You… think I act? You think if I had choice, I would be going insane over you?” His lips touched the spot just above my lips. I gasped at the intimacy.
“What are you doing, Rafe? Why are you in my room when you should be spending your time with Jessica? What do you want from me?” I whispered, my voice barely audible beneath the passionate fervor we were caught in. But I wasn’t ready for this. My rational mind screamed at me to push him away, to resist, but my body was betraying me.
He didn’t answer, merely capturing my lips in a searing kiss that stole my breath away. His lips were warm, his touch electric, and my body responded without my permission. My muscles relaxed as my mind retreated, surrendering to the storm of emotions that threatened to consume me.
I let out a small gasp, and Rafe took it as an invitation. His hands roamed my body, touching every inch of my skin as if he was memorizing each curve. I wanted to pull away, to stop him, but my body refused to listen. Instead, I found myself arching into his touch, needing more of his attention.
He seemed to sense my desire, and his own body responded in kind. His erection pressed against me, leaving no doubt about how I made him feel. My heart pounded in my chest, and I knew that I had been playing with fire, risking everything for a fleeting moment of passion. His hand reached out and grabbed my ass hard against him.
“Tell me what you want, Kitten.” He whispered softly in between kisses.
“I… cant…”
“Tell me.”
“I… I want you.”
I was lost in his essence as he picked me up and dropped me on my bed. We stared at each other for a moment, he looked as if he was considering going ahead with this. I gulped down the nerves trying to swallow me up.
Then he came down on me with another heart-stopping kiss, his tongue moving within my mouth so perfectly that I arched into him. His hand came down on my breast and squeezed ever so lightly, I moaned out loud. Then he did the same to other one.
Rafe pulled away from our passionate kiss, causing me to whine in protest. But then I felt his lips start to move down my body, inching closer and closer to the edge of my panties. A mix of excitement and nerves filled me as I realized what he was about to do. With a gentle tug, Rafe moved my panties to the side, giving him access to me.
I couldn’t help but let out a small gasp, feeling the warm air of the room swirling around me as his fingers gently grazed the inside of my thighs. His fingers were steady and strong, gently parting my pussy lips to reveal the glistening wetness that he wanted to taste. A rush of anticipation coursed through me as I felt his tongue flick against my clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.
“Oh God!”
Rafe knew exactly what he was doing, his experienced touch and kisses sending me into overdrive. My breaths became ragged, my moans growing louder as his tongue danced around my sensitive flesh, teasing me to the edge of ecstasy. Each touch, each kiss, every caress was building up to something incredible. As I gripped the sheets tightly, trying to hold onto the sensations coursing through me, Rafe slowly inserted a finger inside me, pushing deeper and deeper until I was almost begging him to stop. But I knew he wouldn’t, and I didn’t want him to. His tongue and fingers were expertly stoking the flames within me, building me up to a climax that I couldn’t even begin to comprehend. Then the sparks burst, sending me into waves of shock as the orgasm coursed through my body, making me vibrate helplessly as I moaned his name out loud.
When I came back to the real world, I found him watching me with an unreadable expression on his face. My head was still dizzy from what had just transpired and I didn’t quickly notice the change in his demeanor.
“Tell me, Has Connor ever made you moan out his name like this?”
My mouth hung open in shock. I stared at him, speechless.
“I thought so too. I will leave you to yourself now. But remember, you’re mine and mine alone.”
And with that, he walked out of my room, closing the door with a click that sounded louder than it should. I was left alone with my thoughts and feeling like the biggest fool ever after what had just happened. He had done all that just to humiliate me. That was all it was to him.
A game.
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