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-Anastasia- Another trance… I was in another trance as the king fed me the breakfast. He wanted me to constantly do the same to him, and he kept teasing me by licking my fingers or taking them into his mouth, making me feel so fucking warm. I knew what his fingers could do to me, but if just his lips on my fingers felt like this, then what wouldn’t they be able to do to me all over my body? He said when I allowed him close, then he would kiss every inch of it. I turned so warm from just thinking about it. He really knew how to use his powers over me, and they weren’t even evil powers. They made me feel so good. I hadn’t noticed, though that I was calling him by name. I hadn’t realized when I had begun, but then he had told me that was what he wanted me to call him from now on. No, 'Your Highness' or 'my King'. Just his name, and I liked it. I liked to speak it a lot, but I knew it was only allowing him to come one step closer, and that was dangerous. After finishing breakfast though
-Roman- It could be very easy. I could see how easily I got my mate going. She liked what I did to her, and I knew she wanted more, but she wouldn’t allow herself to want it. She could come by grinding herself against me. I knew it wouldn’t take much. I didn’t believe between mates it took a lot. I certainly was ready to exploding in my pants feeling her shift her hips slowly like she had, but she had denied us both how could it could feel. Of course, I would much rather come inside her or at least on her. That would be so fucking hot seeing her covered in my cum and scent. I believed she would enjoy it too, scenting who she belonged to, as I marked her all over as mine. She just wouldn’t allow herself to want it. She called the pleasure a distraction, but a distraction from what? What might be more important to my little mate than being with me? I understood she didn’t trust lycans. I was not shocked after learning about her past that it would take time for her to let a lycan in and
-Anastasia- I liked to hear that he wanted to warm me. I liked to hear how he wanted to chase away the cold, because that was exactly what he was doing every time he touched me. But if I allowed him to, I would lose focus. As the anger disappeared, I would no longer be able to do what I needed to do. I wouldn’t be strong enough to kill the people who had taken everything from me. His hands warmed me, but they also made me forget. They made me forget what was important and what I had waited for 14 years to happen. My revenge couldn’t be forgotten. I couldn’t allow it to. “Maybe I want to stay cold,” I whispered. “Like you want to stay angry?” he asked. I nodded. “Aren’t you tired?” I looked at him, surprised. “What?” “Tired of being angry and cold? Isn’t it lonely?” “I can handle it.” He smiled a little. “I don’t deny your strength, little mate. I see it in you. I see how strong you are, but we can’t fight every battle alone. We need people with us. We need them to stay stron
-Anastasia- I was sure Roman already knew that I had had to watch my family die. He said Jackson had told him, or at least told him, a little of my past, but he had not truly confirmed this happened because I had never truly confirmed it. I had let it slip now, and it scared me, because I had not wanted to let him know this. I had not wanted anyone to know. Roman didn’t seem to want to allow me to pull away, though, and he pulled me down on the couch, getting on top of me as I grew desperate. I tried pushing him away, but he would not move. He was so much stronger than me, and I just grew more desperate and more scared. “Get off!” He shook his head. “Please…” I felt the tears sting in my eyes, and soon they rolled down the side of my face. I moved my hands to it and covered it, but Roman grabbed one of them and pushed it away before he wrapped my arm around his neck and then did the same with the other. He pushed me closer to him and made me hug myself to him. I couldn’t stop myse
-Anastasia- Roman suddenly appeared in the bathroom as I had cleaned up. I had just gone to the nearest one, and after opening the door, he leaned against the doorframe, watching me. I couldn’t quite understand the look in his eyes as he watched me, and I looked at him, confused. “What?” I asked. “Do you want to go for a walk before we see your family?” “Why?” I asked him. “Just to spend some time together. I think it was quite a lot for you what just happened.” I didn’t want to think about what had just happened and I crossed my arms, shaking my head. “I want to go home,” I told him. “Are you sure?” “Yes, I want to go back home. I want to go back to my own room and forget I was even here.” Roman narrowed his eyes, and I watched them shine yellow, as he pressed both hands to the doorframe, leaning a little forward. “This isn’t going to be forgotten, little mate.” I looked at him, surprised. “You understand?” I was stunned for a moment, then shook my head. “No.” “You can
-Roman- It was dark when I opened my eyes, having fallen half asleep, but when my mate let out a little groan, she woke me. I was sitting on a chair by the bed, resting my head in my hand. I lifted my head and looked at Ana, who was slowly waking up. She didn’t look very good, though. It just told me this had been a very bad episode. I reached for the glass of water and her tired eyes focused on me. “Roman?” she whispered in a hoarse voice. “Here, drink a little.” She could barely sit up, and I had to help her drink a little water before she laid down again and sighed deeply. I reached out and stroked her cheek, and she closed her eyes for a moment, just enjoying my touch. I smiled a little, still happy to see my touch could provide her a little relief, but I was still concerned. “So, what happened?” I whispered. Ana opened her eyes and focused on me before looking around. “Where am I?” “In my bedroom, of course.” “Why?” she asked, but too tired to fight and get out of bed. “
-Anastasia- He didn’t get it… No one got it. How could they? They had not been through the same as me… I had been groggy and confused when I woke up. This was a very bad episode. I had not had one since I was 12. It had gotten a little easier, and I didn’t feel as bad, but this one was as bad. Maybe worse than the last one I had had at this level. When I woke up, I didn’t feel as I good as I did this morning. Maybe it had something to do with the king. He was sitting in a chair by the bed instead of being in bed with me. I was not sure what had made him decide that was better this time, but the sight of him did calm me. Until I realized I was still stuck in his house, and then he spoke of healing… healing! The only sort of healing I would do was when I drove the knife into my family’s killers’ hearts. I would drive it so deep, but I would do it so slowly, and they would feel my anger as I did it. They would feel all those years of hatred towards them, and it would heal me. He said it
-Roman- I looked at my mate, seeing so many things going on inside of her that I was not quite sure of. I tried reading her even through the bond we had, but the bond had not had time to grow properly yet. We had been apart and only spent a night and a day together. This was all very new still, and I just felt so many confusing things from her side, I couldn’t tell apart. Even the things I saw pass over her face, I couldn’t quite read. I just waited until it seemed like she might have come to a decision. “Would… Would you really want me to move in?” she suddenly asked. I almost dropped my jaw, because I had not expected the sudden change of subject and certainly not to that. She made it sound like she actually did want to move in, but she had made it very clear she just wanted to go home. Ana had spoken of it just moments ago, and now she was talking about moving in. What had just happened inside of her? “I… yes, of course,” I told her. “Of course I would.” “You do know a lot of p