Sonia's POV I lay on my bed, my heart racing as Michael's words echoed in my mind. "Prepare yourself for me, Sonia. You have a week to heal." His eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. I could not help but wonder what he meant by "prepare myself." Was it a warning, a threat, or a promise?I knew he wanted me, and if my thoughts hadn't been so damn sentimental a few moments ago, if I didn't look so damn helpless right now, he would seduce me. After some minutes I thought Michael must have left the room, I whirled, on my feet, and saw him. my immediate surprise faded. I stared. The way I was looking at him made him become very still.He edged his shoulder against the door. His riveted gaze made me forget all my saintly intentions; I was destined for hell anyway. "Look at me," he commanded softly.He was the last person I would have ordered me around, but the night was magical, the moment deeply intimate, and he compelled obedience. I obeyed ac
Sonia's POV I was still in shock. All the time he had been flirting with me, he had a woman, this woman, here, waiting for him. I was frozen in a spot, unable to move an inch.I was placing flatware on the dining room table when Michael came in. Earlier on I had told the maid to allow me set the table, hoping it will take my mind off a lot of things. Of Michael. I froze in the act, not lifting my head, although every sense I possessed was intently attuned to him. I knew he had stopped in the hallway, and I had felt him watching me. My heart was thudding heavily.What if Laura was his mistress?I wet my lips nervously and straightened. My glance met his. For a long moment we just stared at each other. It became unbearably, thickly hot in the room.Laura came through the front door in her new dress. "Tell me I looked gorgeous." She turned around, showing off her gown.I turned away as Michael complimented her dress. Laura wasn't satisfied so she went in to change the dress for the fift
Sonia's POVI got down from my bed and laid on the cold, wooden floor, my stomach growling with hunger. It had been days since I last ate, and I could feel my body weakening. But I refused to give in. I refused to eat, to be treated as nothing. I wanted to send a message, to show Michael that I wouldn't be treated like a prisoner, like a mere breeder.The door to my door creaked open, and instantly Michael strode in, his eyes fixed on me. "Sonia, you need to eat," he said, and that was when I noticed Laura behind him.Laura scowled at his back. But Michael gave her a signal to excuse us, and then she left. My anger grew, and I didn't question why."Feel better?" Laura mocked. "Oh, thank you!" I stomped after us and locked my door.Michael was seated comfortably by my fire side and he was stoking the fire when I returned. That sight annoyed me, too. He rocked back onto his heels, squinting at me. Hands on my hips, I stared back. He reached into a little bag and tossed a can at me. I ju
Sonia's POV I was bored, so I wandered through Michael's library, my fingers trailing over the spines of the books that lined the shelves. I had always loved getting lost in the musty scent and quiet atmosphere of a library, and Michael's was no exception. I got a glimpse of a golden coloured book, and instantly it caught my attention. I reached out to flip through its pages, but just as my fingers made contact with the cover, I heard the door behind me open.Michael leaned against the door frame with his thumbs stuck in the loops of his garment. His teeth, so white shine even brighter in his wide grin.I was already trembling in a spot. I was standing only a few steps from him, and the library, which was large, seemed close and confined. Suddenly the two of us were very alone. It was awkwardly intimate and highly disturbing.For a moment I forgot what I was doing here in the very first place, forgot why I had come, and wanted to flee.Why was he not putting on his shirt?It was very
Sonia's POV Control seemed to be the last thing on my mind when his mouth enveloped mine. All Michael was concerned about was taking off my clothes, jerking the material off me in strips, exposing the shape of my breasts, the tight beckoning nipples, the globes of my buttocks and the invitation glistening at the junction of my legs.He kissed his way from my lips to my breast, his mouth clamping greedily over my breast, teeth scraping and teasing while his tongue laved and soothed. I cried out, stunned pleasure written all over my face. His hand caressed my belly, touched my small golden hoop, and moved lower. The moment his fingers brushed my wetness, my entire body shuddered, a low moan escaping my mouth."You're so wet, Sonia." His fingers plunged deep into me, felt the contraction of my tight muscles, hot and moist and so velvet soft. And then he knew this was my first. His erection became heavy and thick, pulsed with the need to be buried deep inside of me.I rose my hip against
Sonia's POV I was barely awake, and just for an instant I thought I was in my father's house in my big bed. When her elbow made contact with a metal and the king's curtains, reality came rushing back to jar me. I recalled the heat of last night, and remembered instantly what I and Michael had done.I smiled.No one had ever bothered to tell me that being with the opposite gender was the height of pleasure. No one had even hinted it could be so wonderful and crazy at the same time. Michael's image assailed me forcefully. Hard, powerful, his broad chest wet and slick, his thighs braced hard in the tight shots. He was every woman's dream or maybe just mine his. He is the most arrogant bastard but last night he was utterly compelling. Delicious feelings were washing over my entire blood stream just thinking about last night.I sobered. I was wrapped in his bedroll, Michael, and I had shared it last night with him. Oh, God! I didn't even know if he enjoyed every moment just like I did.I
Sonia's POV I grew used to the heat.Several days passed. I rose just after the sun, spent the entire day in the kitchen with the chief maid except for a siesta, I did all I could to get Michael off my head . The past few nights I had been too exhausted to do anything other than sink into bed and fall instantly, deeply asleep.Today I wasn't exhausted, although I was tired. I slipped outside to sit by the river, hoping to find the day cooler and less oppressive by the water's edge. It wasn't. There was no breeze, just the still, wet heat. But then I detected different sounds by listening intently. The faint whirring of an annoying mosquito, the whickering of a horse in the remuda, and farther away, maybe, just maybe, I heard a lone wolf howl. I counted the days.Three days had passed since Michael had spoken to me like some piece of shit. I wondered what he was up to.What did I care about that, anyway?I stroked a blade of grass and thought about the dream—-the very disturbing dream
Micheal’S POVOne of my guards said, "Alpha, we have got an intruder."I was taken aback by the unexpected news. "What?" I exclaimed, my eyes widening in shock. "Give me a moment," I requested, watching as the guard closed the door behind him.Turning back to Sonia, I noticed her condition had worsened. Leaving her alone was the last thing I wanted to do, but duty calls."Sonia," I began gently, "I truly wish I could stay by your side right now, but my pack needs my attention. I'm sure you understand, being a fellow Alpha."She nodded slightly, her eyes reflecting understanding. "Yes, I understand."I looked at her one last time as I made for the door, Sonia’s expression was unreadable. I wondered if it was from the sickness or because she genuinely wished I could spend more time with her. It would be better if it was the latter because I do not want to leave her side either. In my office, I found Xena and another of my trusted guards already present. A quick survey revealed the cha