I’m putting the last pillow on the bed when I hear Taran behind me. Since there is no door, he’s making it known that he’s there. “Lay down and raise your skirt.” Before facing him, I bite my lower lip. Getting back into character, I turn towards him but don’t move towards the bed. “I’m not a patient king, little dove. Lay down; I want to make sure you’re truly a virgin.”
I lay across the bed and slowly pull the skirt of my dress up, along with my shift. Taran’s eyes stare at my sex. He licks his lips. I can see his struggle; this must be affecting him as much as it’s affecting me.
He pushes my legs up and further apart. “It looks like you are indeed a virgin.” Taran’s fingers lightly move over my sex, causing me to tense. He chuckles and begins to rub my inner thighs, “You are fortunate, little dove. Many maidens wish for me to take their virginity. This is an honor for you
I sit up and begin fixing my dress. I don’t bother retying the laces, but I lay the fabric in its correct place. Taran comes in with two glasses of water. I gladly accept the one he offers me and down it. My legs shake as I stand. Placing my glass on the nightstand, I turn towards the wardrobe where I put my clothes. Just as I reach for the door, I hear Taran’s low voice, “Where are you going, little dove?” I pause and take a moment to get the smile off my face. Turning back towards Taran, I say, “I’m sorry, your grace, I just needed to move around.” “Why did you cover yourself, little dove?” “I-I thought we finished.” Grabbing the back of my hair, Taran forces me to look at him. His blue eyes pierce into mine. “Did I say we finished?” “No, your grace,” I responded breathlessly. Taran smirks, “You must be punished now, little dove.” Grabbing the top of the dress and shift, he easily tears it down the middle. Once it’s low enoug
My mind jumps from one thought to the next without completing anything. I’m brought out of my thoughts by Taran’s voice, “Is everything okay? You look upset.” I look up at him and shrug, “It’s a long and boring story.” Giving me a reassuring smile, he sits in front of me and says, “Tell me the story.” My eyes wander over Taran’s naked body. I want to run my hands all over him, kiss all his bulging muscles, and feel him shudder from the pleasure I bring him. “Tru, are you alright?” I blink a few times and nod, “Yeah, so the story. I’m not sure where to begin. My father’s birthday is next month, and my middle brother David is planning a party for him. David asked me to make the food and prep what Dad plans to grill. I don’t have an issue with any of this, but I’m not too fond of David’s wife, Cindy. She makes underhanded comments about my family, and it gets to me. It’s caused a rift between David and me, so I feel that everyone is telling me last minut
TaranTru seems to be relaxing around me. I’m not sure why she tensed when I teased her about the notebooks. I was more hoping she would explain why she’s keeping them.I know what she was afraid of me seeing, but I thought she knew I would see it. To keep Tru from feeling embarrassed, I lie and tell her that I didn’t see anything outside of her character and past. I need Tru to stay loyal, so I keep what I know about her a secret.Once we find the stone and I free the dragons, I will force her to be mine. Just to make sure she understands that I own her, I’m going to keep her in my room. Tru will be my pet companion. Instead of using her for energy, I will use her for my pleasure.Tru makes me feel things I’ve never experienced. I’ve had countless women in my ninety years, and none compare to Tru. She’s responsive and confident; dark and submissive; loyal and mischievous.Once she finishes explaining thing
Taran stands close to me as we walk the museum tour. I see Bryan with another girl, and I feel my heartbreaking. After treating me the way he did, I shouldn’t want him, but I do. Bryan was the first man I ever saw past a fling. We were serious, and I willingly gave him my heart. Tears sting my eyes as I watch him with her. For the entire tour, all I can do is watch Bryan. Does it hurt him as much to see me with Taran as it does to see him with another woman? There is free time to look around before lunch. Taran walks beside me without saying a word. My chest aches after watching Bryan with that girl. I’m trying to focus on the assignment to find a painting or sculpture that speaks to us, but I can’t find anything so far. I turn the corner and find Bryan and the girl kissing. He has her pushed against a wall, and their hands are roaming over each other. I turn and run towards the bathroom, I hear Taran call after me, but I don’t stop. Tears are already falling
Bryan and I sit in a park. He bought us lunch and got us a blanket to have a picnic. Though I don’t understand everything, Bryan explains all about werewolves.“Why didn’t you tell me about being a werewolf?” I ask.Bryan looks slightly embarrassed, “I wanted us to commit to one another. Like either living together or married. I know it sounds bad, but I knew if I waited, you would stay with me.” He lets out a sigh, “That’s why I gave you an ultimatum about moving in together. Tru, I’m taking over as alpha when we return home. It’s a stressful job, and I need a strong luna beside me. I need someone smart, kind, and that won’t put up with anyone’s bullshit. I need you.” He doesn’t look at me when he says, “My destine mate rejected me. She didn’t want me. She was in a relationship with someone else and had no intention of leaving them. It was humiliating.” Bryan’s
Taran I’m beyond angry and have no one but myself to blame. Tru almost lost her life today. I swore to protect her and failed. Then that mutt rushed to her aide and now seems like the hero. The wolf saved her, not me. The moment Tru ran to the bathroom, I noticed the vampires began leaving. I knew they were planning to do something to Tru, probably scare her or go into her mind. Either way, I knew that I needed to stop them. I followed one at a safe distance and covered my scent. They lead me to a large open room with twenty vampires. It was a large clan. Knowing Tru would be overpowered, I felt the best course of action was to kill the entire clan before the vampire bringing her arrived. I made my presence known when the leader began speaking. I made sure to kill all twenty. Using my natural magic, I set them on fire. The only fire source was a lighter I took from the hotel. To keep them from escaping, I barricaded the door. The flame I started with was smal
I stare at Taran. I’m not sure how I feel about everything. Taran won’t tell me what he was doing when the vampire attacked me, but I get the impression he tried to help me. He decided not to go into my mind to find out what happened and instead accepts what I said as the truth.Why did he change his mind? What changed from when we left North Berwick to now? Taran still seems angry, but I don’t feel as though it’s towards me.It’s only four in the afternoon, but the events of today make it seem far later. I sit on the bed and stare out the window for a while. Feeling restless, I go to take a shower. When I come out of the bathroom, Taran is gone. Maybe he needed more space than being on opposite sides of the room. It hurts that he just left without telling me that he was leaving or when he will return.I lay down in bed and pull an extra pillow to my chest. Thinking about the events of today, I begin to cry. I hear the door unlockin
I wake up around four to Taran walking through the door. He looks tired. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” He says. I move over to give him room to lay down. Taran removes his clothes. I’m sure he’s cold since his clothes are wet from being in the rain. “I made you something,” He says with a smile. I look at him curiously, “You made me something?” Taran nods and pulls something out of the pocket of his pants. He holds out a necklace with a pink crystal in the shape of a dove. I reach for it and smile. “It’s beautiful,” I tell him. Taran looks slightly embarrassed, “I’m glad you like it. It’s a charm to protect you from evil spells.” “Why a dove?” I ask curiously. Taran turns away from me before answering. I don’t mind. It allows me to admire the defined lines of his back. “It was easy to make. I felt a bird represented you better than anything else I could make.” I put on the necklace and smile. It hits low enough that my shirts will