I ran inside my room, closing the door behind me. I released a hard breath with my hands placed on my chest, my heart kept heaving up and down. What just happened in there? Why was Ryan sniffing and hugging me from behind? I asked myself with confusion in my tone.
He even went to the extent of telling me to wait for him, I am afraid. Not like I don’t want him, my whole body craves his touch. The sudden retreating of his hand makes my body feel cold. I yearned to be beside him which is still strange to me. He is the only thing that I got to think about every damn time. The image of him engraved on my head is too impossible to erase. I want his hand all over me, his warm breath tickling me, and his luscious plump lips on my body. Smooching and leaving hot sensitive kisses from my neck down to my breasts, nipping and sucking them.
I want him quietly spanking and pinching my ass, then slowly moving his blessed hand upwards, stopping at my breast, and taking my hard nipple into his savory mouth. Sucking hard and leaving a sensitive bite with his other hand working on the left nipple by folding and squeezing it till my legs grow weaker and weaker. I want to hear his sensual words, I want him to whisper some dirty words inside my ear. Slightly biting and sucking on them.
I want him teasing me with the tip of his dick, causing me to plead and ask for more before he will roughly shove it inside with a force tearing my clit. But so bad he is a king! A person of a higher class, so it is impossible.
I am lusting for him but I couldn’t be near him. I can admire him from afar and nothing else. I know that it won’t be a pleasant one if Queen Rebecca finds out about my silly feelings for his son. Queen Rebecca is the type that will have us separated in an instant with my head cut off and have it dangling at the pack front gate………. The black storm pack!!! Only the name of the pack sends a terrifying chill to the bone. Though it has not been long since I have stayed in this pack, I could say that people see Ryan as a fierce, ruthless, brutal, and cruel king but I don’t think that I could say the same. I think he is not what people describe him to be.
I feel that those were what he pulls on in publicity to be feared and all because I feel this peaceful around him. He has this aura around him that I couldn’t resist no matter what. I could count how many times I have met him since my arrival here but every single moment spent together feels special to me and couldn’t be easily forgotten.
“What the hell? Which time and moment were spent together? I asked myself
” What’s wrong with me?” I murmured confused with a disturbed brow.
“Have I lost it already?” I thought.
He is the king, in case I have forgotten. A KING!!! He is not good for me, that guy can lead me to trouble. My instinct never lies to me but I still feel a force and longing to be with him or have him around me. I don’t know what I feel for him, I don’t know if it is just lust. What’s wrong with me because I am losing it quietly? I instantly peeped down as I felt liquid moisture dripping down from my pussy wetting my panties.
Not again!! I clamored with a perplexed voice. I haven’t felt like this before with a man, not even with Lucien, so tell me what is wrong with me? Just a mere thought of him had me all wet already, what will now happen if we had skin contact?
“Why won’t you feel wet when you are having an erotic thought about him?” My subconscious taunts me.
“It was just a mere thought,” I defended. But wait, oh! Why should I be having salacious images of us in my head? Is not proper, that is a disrespect to the king. I can’t allow Ryan to dim my sense of reasoning.
Is this guy playing with my emotions? All this hasn’t happened to me before so why now!!!
Moving to a shabby bathroom in my room, as Queen Rebecca instructed, is the worst among others. I can’t call theirs the worst because their room looks nice and well decorated, not like your normal average omegas.
My room had no bed in them, I do sleep on the cold floor. The only thing there is my servant uniform, nothing much, and my bathroom is awful. There is no longer a door in it, it is too small that it could hardly fit a thing. The toilet seat has now turned yellow instead of white coloration, the white sink there has rusted and looks like it did fall apart when touched. The cover of my toilet seat has pulled off.
Succeeding entering inside my washroom, I used the scraps of soap that I stole from the other omegas’ room to wash my hands before using water to wash my pussy to clean out the dripping juice off me. I think that I have to avoid him and stop all this imaginary intimacy with him, it doesn’t make sense. Though I was doing a better job by resisting him till Magaret had me assigned to his place to work on. Drying myself up, I stride out of my room. I didn’t even feel bad about this room because I am used to being isolated. Leaving in the dungeon and being trapped in the basement without food for days.
Eating scraps of food around the waste bin, stealing from the kitchen, and all that….. I have been through a lot lately, and I don’t want anything bothering me. I just wanted to enjoy this moment to know how it feels without those cursed gifts of mine. I want to enjoy it without any mate or anybody dear to me. I know that I won’t keep this profile forever, and once they find out my real identity they will all disappear leaving me broken again.
I don’t need anything that will break or shatter this tiny hope in me. I thought changing is going to be incredible, I thought that it was going to be fascinating but hell no! I am still as lonely as ever. I felt a dampness on my cheeks and that’s when it dawned on me that I was crying. Using the back of my hand I sniffed before wiping away my tears but more continued flowing down. The pain was still there, which is hard to forget. I needed someone but I was afraid that they would still walk out of my life leaving me forlorn once again.
Still, in pain and tears, I walked inside within a flash and took little from the content the old witch gave to me. I open the bottle and gulp in the desired range inside my throat, it burns me immediately after it passes by my throat. The skin in between my eyes was caressed in a frown due to the bitterness caused by the liquid. I have to keep taking it to suppress Heaven and the cursed power.