Roselle's eyes flew wide at Romeo's statement as her cold cheeks suddenly burned hot. She could not quite respond to that and was stunned to her core. And before Roselle could say a word, Romeo reached out and began undoing the front fastenings of her gown. Her heartbeat quickened, and the blood very quickly heated up in the veins she thought were frozen. When his fingers moved rapidly to free the row of buttons, Roselle felt like her heart was going to burst. And yet, no objections came tumbling out of her lips. She was still shivering with cold, and she felt like her toes had gone numb. Maybe, at that moment, her brain had gone numb as well due to the cold and was the only explanation why it was not screaming at her with its endless protests anymore. Romeo's hands paused before looking into her face, regarding her thoughtfully for a moment before finally freeing the last button. Something gleamed in his eyes as her gown loosened but when her shoulders shivered even harder, somethi
"I… I can manage now. Thank… thank you… for your help." She replied, stammering. "I can definitely do it on my own now." "Be careful. If you need help, just call me." He said and when she nodded, he tactfully turned and left the room. The moment the door was closed, Romeo raked his hand through his hair and exhaled shakily while leaning against the bathroom's door, feeling his legs as unsteady as a new-born foal's. His suddenly stiff fingers fumbled with his cloak and yanked it away as if it were causing him to suffocate from heat. A muffled groan escaped his lips followed by a curt curse. His control was barely hanging on by a thread. When she grabbed his hair and he looked up to see those dazed pair of amber eyes, only the devil knew how much he had to draw out his legendary iron control to stop himself from grabbing her legs and parting them wide for him so he could… he could indulge and ravage her there and then. He was always a man of control when it came to women, treating the
Elijah couldn't deny his reasoning, but he also could not agree with his master offering to assist his wife like a maid! "You might be right, but you can't just offer to take over the job of a maid like that. You're not a bloody maid Your Highness! Please think of your position.""I'm her husband. And that is not an issue. Helping my wife out is my responsibility." His gaze sharpened, causing Elijah to sigh, knowing that it won't be a good idea for him to say more. 'Good Lord,' he could only think inside him."Go prepare something for her to eat." He ordered and Elijah immediately moved.A deep sigh escaped Romeo's lips as soon as Elijah was gone. Crossing his arms in front of him, he leaned his head back against the door."Roselle?" he called out a long while later when he thought that his wife had taken too long."Yes. I'm almost done." He heard her soft voice and he finally pushed himself away from the door. He walked towards the foot of the bed and sat there as he waited for her t
"The lady's meal is ready, Your Highness." A knock sounded from the door followed by a voice, breaking the heavy silence that followed Romeo's intimately intense words.He eased back and looked at her hair before giving a satisfied nod and finally letting the strands glide smoothly over his fingers – missing their texture immediately the second they left his grasp. When he lifted his gaze to the mirror, he saw his wife's face burning red and was as pleased as punch. He found her reaction absolutely adorable, and her lips were finally pink again.Since he had awakened her before daybreak, Romeo knew that she must be starving. He had suspected her weakness from earlier until now was mostly caused by starvation. Reason being, last night, as soon as he arrived home, he had dug out from her maids and Elijah that she had not been eating well since he left, and she even skipped her dinner before going to bed last night. He had planned on feeding her but with all the chaos that were occurring
After Roselle was done with her meal, Elijah brought her around to tour the inside of the castle. Elijah did not bring Roselle to venture outside due to the heavy snow. However, Elijah had cut short the tour even before they could have a look at everything, citing the reason that she had to go to bed and rest. The werewolf was obviously regarding her as someone so fragile and weak, looking very alert and uneasy with worry the whole time he accompanied her around, telling her to be careful as they were going up or down the stairs as though she would suddenly trip and fall.Roselle could not blame him though. She knew that to the Werewolves; humans were fragile vases that could be shattered to pieces with just one mistake. For most of the time, this statement would hold true. Compared to them, human life truly was fragile. Even simple accidents could ultimately lead to one's death. But Roselle had also seen so many strong humans who go against the norm. Many of them who break the mould
Roselle pressed her lips together, seeing that he seemed to be enjoying his little teasing game. But she really wanted to know what this piece of good news was."You're… a tease." Though she complained, she stepped closer to Romeo who ended up biting his lower lip again probably to stop himself from chuckling."Closer, wife."She pressed her lips tighter and despite the moment of hesitation, she still obeyed, causing Romeo's eyes to lighten up even more.Roselle steeled herself as she continued to approach Romeo. They were already too close, and their faces were only inches apart! She didn't dare look up at him and just kept her eyes staring straight at his chest while waiting in anticipation. He finally bent over, so close that his lips felt like they lightly brushed past her ear. She knew it didn't, but his cool breath caressed her ear and she couldn't help but feel disoriented. "My wife finally made a move on me."She drew back, looking at him. "What?"He bent again, this time, his
"Let me touch you." The raspy voice that was hot and heavy with want, literally scorched her with the intense heat of his intensions.And Roselle could not speak. Her tongue felt swollen, and her mouth seemed to be glued shut. She was transfixed by his glittering eyes that held her so intensely, making her unable to move. He was doing it again, seducing her, hypnotizing her and she could not help but fall helplessly under this deadly but somehow welcoming spell that was killing every one of her will and thoughts and hesitations."Is that too much for me to ask yet?" his voice came out like a pained groan but a moment later, it became even deeper, hoarser, darker and hungrier than ever before. "Then… how about a kiss? Let me kiss you, Roselle... just a kiss… I won't touch, I promise."His words, his closeness, his electric gaze, and the erotic waft of his cool breath against her lips turned Roselle's mind into mush. She could not even follow the rhythm of her heart anymore. And before
After the deliciously toe-curling kiss, he eased back a little until their lips were barely touching. The steamy puffs of their breaths mingling as she finally opened her intoxicated eyes. But before his glorious face could register in her blurry gaze, his tongue was buried inside her mouth again. Another deep, raw and spine tingling kiss followed. He continued tasting, sucking, and licking the inside of her mouth as though he could not get enough of her.And as he feasted on her mouth, Roselle could not do anything but feel the inexplicable pleasure that was threatening to blot out her consciousness. Something hot and sweet began to swell within her breast and stomach and between her thighs.Another sweet moan escaped from her lips as her trembling hands move on their own and settled lightly against his naked chest. A sound of satisfaction rumbled in Romeo's throat and his mouth was suddenly latched onto her jaw. He kissed and nibbled her there and then slowly travelled down the holl