“Then why am I still having these nightmares?” He growled.
His expression was frightening, she’d never seen him like this before, at least not towards her.
“I don’t know. The spirit was not supposed to return. The nightmares were not supposed to return!”
“Do you know how it feels each night for me? Do you know that for the last six months, I have not slept like a normal man?!!! Do you know how it feels thinking that you are finally liberated from something after all your efforts to get rid of it, only for it to come back at you, like it never even left?”
“Walden, please calm down. I would never lie to you, especially not after how much you’ve helped me. I would never deceive you. That spirit is gone. I don’t know what it is you saw again, but I assure you there’s no way it could have come back.”
He suddenly let out a sarcastic laugh which surprised her.
“So now, you’re insinuating that I’m crazy. I don’t know what it is I saw?”
“You are not crazy, Walden. You are only an alpha king who is being troubled by some of his mistakes. Everyone goes through that at some point in their lives, but you sire, I’ve never seen anyone like you. I’ve never seen anyone with so much strength and power to battle such a spirit for a long time.”
“What are you talking about?”
“There were a lot of things I didn’t mention before the ritual, because I didn’t feel they were necessary, but now I think I’ll let you know. While being with my guardian, I came across many cases similar to yours. Many have died right from the first encounters with the spirits they’ve offended, and the longest I’ve ever seen didn’t even hold on for up to a month before losing sanity, some were lucky, but not all. But you, sire…, it surprises me with how much time you held on. It surprises me how much you still but on a brave face despite all your worries.”
He didn’t know what it was about her words that seemed to calm him down, but then he suddenly felt all his previous anger vanish suddenly.
“You are so strong, I’ve never seen anyone like you, sire.”
He suddenly forgot all about what troubled him, forgetting what it was that brought him here, and then realized he was standing in front of her. His mind stopped paying attention to the things she was saying, and then began to focus on her body. The silk nightdress she wore didn’t seem to cover much, giving him the visible outline of her curves, realizing he had never looked at her this way before. She truly was a beautiful woman.
“Sire. Sire?”
Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts. She’d been calling him after noticing he was no longer paying attention to her words.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t get what you were saying,” he answered in a much lower tone.
“You’re not crazy, Sire. No matter what you say, I will never see you as crazy. You might have challenges, lots of them, but that doesn’t make you any less of a sane person.”
“No, Maggie. You’re wrong. I am crazy.”
“You are not, Sire.”
“Yes, I am.”
“Please, don’t see yourself like that, Sire. I’m begging you,” she pleaded.
“I am crazy, and now I know that the only person who’s been causing it is you, Maggie.”
His words suddenly began to confuse her. “I don’t understand what you mean, sire.”
“I said I am crazy. Ever since the first day I met you. The day I rescued you from those killers was the day my insanity began, Maggie. Every time I see you, every time I come close to you drives me crazy, Maggie.”
His words were beginning to make her feel uncomfortable, only that this was the kind of discomfort she yearned for. Stop it, Maggie! What is wrong with you?
He took slow steps towards her, she moved backwards as he did, but he didn’t stop, until she reached the wall, not being able to go any further, he came closer and closer, until he closed the distance between them.
She took a deep breath as he pressed against her, casting his gaze on her.
“Sire, I… I… ” She stammered, not knowing what to say.
He then brought his mouth to her ear, Whispering, “I want you, Maggie. You’re the one that’s been driving me crazy. The way your body calls me, drives me crazy.”
Her nose wrinkled as she found the courage to gaze into his eyes, realizing her needs too then, “kiss me, Walden.” She whispered.
He drew her against his body, and she wrapped her arms around him. Excitement snaked through his body as she clung to him. He gasped slightly, and when she looked at him in question, he kissed her. She stiffened in his embrace, so he kept on kissing her until her body finally relaxed.
“Can I touch you?” he asked. He wouldn’t really mind if she slapped him at this point, but he didn’t want to push her if she wasn’t ready.
“You can touch me anywhere you want.”
His breath caught. “Anywhere?”
“Anywhere.”
“And can I kiss you anywhere?”
She shuddered against him. “Yes.”
As he moved his lips to her jaw, throat, and ear, he cupped her cheek. In response to his probing mouth, she sighed. When her hands probed into his chest, they discovered bruises he was unaware he possessed, which sent him into an odd state of tension between pain and pleasure. She took a breath when his hand touched her breast and immediately withdrew. He was taken aback when she pulled her T-shirt over her head and then released the clasp on her bra at the back. She took in his face. Her neck was vibrating quickly and forcefully, and he could see it.
Blushing, she let the undergarment fall free, leaving her perfect breasts naked to his eager gaze. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. He traced one pink nipple with his fingertip, fascinated by the response of her flesh as her nipple grew harder with each stroke.
“Walden.”
He lowered his head and flicked his tongue over the pebbled peak. She shuddered and buried her fingers in his hair. God. Only she could make him feel this way, she unknowingly inflicted and fueled his fire. He eased her toward the sofa. When she tried to remove his shirt, he pulled away and shook his head. “This is for you,” he said
“Walden?” she whispered uncertainly.
“It’s okay. I want to make you feel good.” He didn’t care about his own enjoyment. By praising her body, he hoped to convey to her how deeply he felt about her. He knew he couldn’t say it, so he’d have to demonstrate it to her. Above the waist, he stroked, kissed, and suckled every inch of her silky skin, watching her reactions and looking for the locations that gave her the most pleasure. He moved out of her reach and took off her jeans and sandals when she pulled at his shirt. He left her pants on to give her time to get used to his touch while her body stiffened from nervousness. He found kissing the insides of her legs made her moan and writhe in delight. He caressed the backs of her knees while he suckled the flesh of her inner thighs.
“Walden, please…”
Please what? Was she ready for him to remove her panties? He covered her mound with his mouth and blew a hot breath through her last scrap of clothing.
“Ah God,” she gasped and grabbed his right wrist, squeezing the studded bracelet in a solid grip.
He grabbed her wrist and forced her to release her hold on him.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Her black lace panties joined the rest of her clothes on the floor. Walden knew the names of her female parts, knew what they did, how they looked. Nothing had prepared him for her scent, however. He inhaled deeply, his eyes drifting closed. His cock protested its neglect, and his balls ached. He wanted to bury his face between her legs and breathe her essence, but he didn’t think she was quite ready for that, so he stroked the slick, swollen flesh of her inner folds with two fingertips.
The texture of her exposed flesh fascinated him. It was smoother than regular skin. Slippery. Hot. He watched her swell and redden and moisten beneath his persistent touch. Her hips rocked, and she called to him in her excitement. He sought her clit, having heard that a woman’s greatest pleasure was centered in that tiny spot. He found it hard to believe until his fingers brushed the small, swollen bit of flesh, Maggie cried out in delight. Her back arched off the sofa.
“Oh yes, Walden. Right there.”
He hesitated and then lowered his head to suck her clit into his mouth. She screamed, startling him as her body convulsed unexpectedly. Had she had an orgasm? He wasn’t sure, but he loved knowing that he was drawing this response from her body. That he could give her this much pleasure. That he could do this for her. That he could bring her pleasure. He flicked her clit with his tongue while he sucked it. Her motions grew exaggerated, needy.
His fingers stroked the slick, hot flesh of her inner lips.
“Oh, God. Put your fingers inside me, Walden. Please don’t tease me anymore.”
She thought he was teasing her? He shifted his hand and slowly inserted one finger into her tight, little pussy. She was so small inside. How would her body accommodate his cock? He needed to open her so he would fit inside. He rotated his finger in a wide circle, stretching her until he could slide a second finger inside.
Her breath caught. “I’m ready. Put it in now.”
It? He went still and leaned back slightly, releasing her clit from his mouth.
He swallowed hard. “Now?”
“Yes, yes. Now.”
His trembling hand moved to his fly. He wanted her. Wanted to shove his throbbing cock into that hot pussy, but what if he embarrassed himself? What if he came as soon as he put it in?
“Hurry, Walden.”
He released his fly, and his cock sprang free. He was over-excited, and he knew it. She fumbled under the sofa pillow
“Oh God, you’re huge,” Maggie said as she watched him. “Go slow, okay?”
“Okay.”
As soon as he had removed his trousers and was stark naked, he climbed on top of her and settled between her thighs. He used his hand to guide the head of his cock into her body. Oh God, it felt so good. He sank deeper. Her body struggled to accept him. He pushed forward. She sucked a pained breath through her teeth.
He’d never felt anything so wonderful in his life. He pushed deeper. Her flesh inviting him.
“Oh my God Walden.”
He was trying to go as slow as he could, but her snug little cunt was pure bliss, and all rational thought left his mind. Unable to control the urge to bury himself deeply, he surged forward. Her flesh opened up more to accommodate him.
He gave her no time to recover, but pulled back and thrust into her body again.
“Please don’t stop,” she moaned.
He couldn’t think, could only feel. His urgency building, he fucked her harder. Harder. Faster. Oh God, harder. Take it, Maggie. He just needed to possess her. That’s all. He pounded his cock into her body.
This much pleasure couldn’t be right. He wasn’t used to so much pleasure.