Breakfast was brought to my room by Lady Jade.
She didn't say a word when she saw my wrecked state and blistered hands from the fall.
She sat by my side on the bed, dippied a cloth into a bowl of a herbal concotion i supposed, and started cleaning my palms.
"What's your name child" her voice warm.
"Sharon"
"Sharon." she said softly with a smile. "A good name."
Her hands paused as her brows furrow, as if trying to choose her next words carefully.
"Roman" she began. "He has many enemies. Within a week, everyone of them will know that he keeps a woman in his castle, a weak woman with no wolf. You'd be the first thing they'd sought after." She held my gaze.
"So he's protecting me" I sneered with raised brows. "The same man who nearly killed me yesterday?" I laughed bitterly.
"I didn't say he was protecting you." she wrapped a bandage around the herbs she sprinkled on my palm. "But I do know if he wants you dead, you'd still be locked with those women in that cell."
I was stunned. I could remember his fury when he learnt I was locked there, and the maid, her broken neck.
"W-who are those women." I managed to ask, my voice small.
"Eat up, Sharon" She ignored my question.
"Curiosity is dangerous child." she gave my wrapped palm a gentle squeeze and left.
My mind filled with confusion as I ate.
I fell asleep sometime in the afternoon and woke up in darkness, my heart restless,
Opening my eyes, I saw a shadow loomed over me and I screamed in terror.
Or tried to, as his hand clamed my mouth shut, stuffing my scream.
My heart hammered in my chest as I struggled while trying to see who
Roman.
My heart settled a bit as much as that unnerved me. The fact that it's not some unknown man kind of reliefs me a bit.
Though I wonder why he's in my room by this time.
I stopped struggling as he brought his face closer to mine, and it hits me.
The overwhelming smell of alcohol. He's been drinking.
And judging from the strong smell, it's the kind of special wine for Alpha wolves, the kind that gets them drunk. As normal wine is useless to them.
"Mate." he growled.
My eyes widened so much I thought they'd pop out of their sockets.
He called me "MATE"?
He sat on the bed, his hand freeing my mouth, tracing my jaw. He leaned his face closer to mine, buried his face in the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply,
I froze. His breathing on my skin made my toes curl.
Then he licked my neck. HE LICKED ME!
And I swore I didn't intend to like it but a moan escaped my lips before I could stop myself.
He didn't stop, his mouth moved higher on my skin till he found my left ear and he bit it.
My breathing were uneven as I tried to control my emotions. 'Remember who he is Sharon, push him away.'
He adjusted his position in the midst of my inner war, his left hand on my hips, his grip strong and warm as he move up my waist.
"R-roman" I managed to breathe out. My hands on his firm chest hoping to push him off me.
"S-stop, please." His body remained unmoving despite my attempt.
His assault on my neck intensifying. I could feel I was about to lose this mental war. It felt good, so good it made forget he can make me feel worse.
He raised his eyes, his eyes found mine. His lust-filled red eyes glowing in the darkness.
'Mine" he growled. And with a fast movement, he grabbed both my hands on his chest, held them together in his right hand and lifted them above my head.
I panicked as I start squirming for release, I felt vulnerable in that position.
"Roman I...." His mouth claimed mine in a hot, scalding kiss.
I couldn't move, I could feel my bones weaken, my brain foggy as my whole body tingles as if on fire.
As if displeased with my lack of reaction, he growled, and the vibration went straight to my core, my stomach tightened as I tried to pull my legs together, but somehow he had climbed ontop of me, his leg wedged between mine, keeping them apart and open for me.
His tongue broke through my teeth and tangled with mine in a domineering kiss.
His left hand had found his way beneath my loose pyjamas as he grabbed my breast, giving it a gentle squeeze which claimed another moan from me.
His tongue never stopped his relentless pursue of mine, my breathing ragged.
My back arched as he pinched my erect nipple with his thumb and index finger, electricity shot through me as I shook.
In one swift movement, he ripped my dress again, and this time I shamefully didn't backaway in fear.
His tongue released mine as he moved down and claimed my pink erect bud, his hot tongue rolling it in his mouth.
"ahhhh Roman" I squirmed, his grip on my hands unrelenting.
I could feel the wetness gathering between my legs, aching for release.
he released my nipple with a pop as he moved to the other one, his hand squeezing the just released sensitive nipple.
My eyes clamped shut as I give myself away to the pleasure.
He suck, bit, flick and roll my nipples continously till my moans turned to heavy breathing.
His hand went lower to my inner thighs, his touch light and teasing as he inch up slowly to my wetness.
my back arched off the bed as I begged "P-please Roman. please" I didn't even know what I was begging for.
His fingers rubbed against my soaked panties and I maoned out in ecstasy, grinding my hips against his hand.
"You're so wet for me uhnn" His deep husk voice uttered and I opened my eyes.
"Look at me mate" His hot breathe fanning my breast.
I lowered my head to meet his red eyes. Mischief dancing in them.
"You like what I do to you?" he asked as he held my gaze, his fingers shifting my panties and his found my throbbing clit, giving it a flick. "Answer me" he growled.
"O-oh Yes, yes, Roman" my lips parted and eyes shut.
"Keep your eyes on me" he commanded as he bit my nipple, his fingers gliding faster across my slickly fold.
My senses heightened as I watched him pull my nipples in his mouth, rolling his tongue around it while his fingers continuosly flicked my clit.
My legs shook as I let out my moans freely, my vision blurry as I tried to keep my eyes opened, trained on the man wrecking havoc to my body.
Then he pushed a finger in my wet hole. I screamed.
A mix of pleasure and pain, as his thick finger stretched my vagina walls. My leaked juices coating his finger as it glides in and out in fast thrust.
His command thrown to the back of my mind as I closed my eyes, my toes curled as lewd moans spill out of my lips.
I could feel the pressure building in my stomach, then he added a second finger, stretching my virgin hole even further. My legs widened on their own accord, giving him more access to my opening.
Caution thrown into the wind, as I screamed and moan his name loudly in the quiet night.
His fingers picked pace as he thrusts in and out, his thumb rubbing my swollen clit and I felt myself shattered as I experienced my first orgasm.
My walls tightened around his fingers slowing his thrusts as I came undone screaming his name for the whole castle to hear.
His fingers never stopped while I came, his thumb still rubbing my throbbing clit, my hips jerking wildly.
A minute? Twenty? I wasn't sure when I finally left the clouds, I felt him slowly withdrew his dripping fingers from my pussy, I whimper at the release and emptiness.
My eyes opened just in time to watch him stick his fingers coated in my release into his mouth, leaking it with satisfaction, his red eyes never left mine.
My toes curl at the sight and I could feel my exposed nipples hardened the more.
He released my now aching hands, released his fingers from his lips with a satisfied smile and stood up.
I watched him quietly, my chest heaving. His eyes fell briefly on my breasts and I clamped my spread legs shot as I felt pressure building in my belly again.
He fixed his trouser, and my eyes fell to the enormous bulge there. My lips parted in awe.
Before my thoughts could go wild, he turned around and left.
And I lay there, exposed to the night's chill as I came back to my senses.
I blinked, wondering if it was all a dream. but the dampness and ache between my thighs says otherwise.
Roman. Alpha Roman Moscow.
The same man who hated my guts and said I do not deserved pleasure, just spread my legs apart and finger-fucked my pussy while I screamed his name like a banshee, enjoying every part of it.
What have I done? My eyes widened in horror.