Better that way?

Karina

- Better that way? — he asks, as I finish using a dry towel on hair that I just dipped in hot water in a bathtub.
— It would be better if I could take a real shower, but I think it paid off — I respond with a half smile on my lips, since everything that has happened so far has been completely unreal and I simply can't stop smiling at this idiot.
After showing me off to all those men in the room, he took me to a bathroom where there is a large bathtub ready to remove all his cum stuck to my skin. However, as always, he does the favor of remembering with his every attitude that he is not a human, he is a male.
That's why Klaus and I spent about twenty minutes cleaning myself with towels soaked in warm water that removed most of the cum from my body but still left its scent on me.
This is a smell that I can't even smell, since there were a lot of towels filled with even warm water, however, Persanes swears that now my whole body smells purely like him to anyone of his kind who comes close.
— And you, don't you want to take a shower? — I question, looking at myself in the mirror. with a sweatshirt set offered by the club.
They are incredibly my size and even bigger, with tags and everything, which I found incredible.
— No, I want to have your scent on me — he replies and takes me by the hand to leave the bathroom almost the size of Oliver's entire apartment.
— And what do I smell like?
I've always been curious to know what all these aromas that Klaus can smell are like. I wish I had the privilege of knowing if someone is scared just by my sense of smell.
— Like the best and most expensive perfume in the world — he murmurs, His hand around my waist as we walk down a dark and eerily empty hallway.
We are on the second floor of the mansion, where there are several bedrooms and bathrooms that can be used for the most varied experiments.
—Your smell is also very good.
— Can you feel it? — He finds it strange and without explaining where We're going, he opens a door and puts me inside a room that looks like a Gothic hotel.
The walls are dark, the chandelier is almost a work of crystal art, and there is a large window behind the bed. Some candles are even placed on the sideboard, to be lit if the person wants a less strong light.
— Humans also have a sense of smell, okay? Not so good, but we got it. And you
It smells slightly of mint and something warm that I can't explain so well. But is… — I breathe in his scent now as it sends heat all over my skin. — Wonderful, it makes my mouth water.
— Did you already think this smell was good before drinking the wine?
— Yes, even before the wine I already thought it smelled incredible. Me It even made it a little soft, back in the hotel where we actually met. - Are you sure about that?
I have. — Klaus's face suddenly turns thoughtful and he touches his chest, where a white cotton t-shirt covers his tattoo of a wolf with horns. On the lower part of her body, she chose to wear sweatpants, — Is there something wrong with that?
— No, it's just different, since you're human — he responds, however, I don't know if I believe in Klaus and I suddenly remember something I've been meaning to ask for a while.
— I was talking to Filipi once, at that party where you took me to the forest, and he said you didn't have tattoos like the others. But you do have the wolf in your chest.
There's a difference. — He takes me by the hand and puts it on his chest, which makes me shiver and feel drunk, even without having had a single drop of alcohol.
What's the difference? — I whisper, as if I were hearing a secret.
— My people have “rorani”. — The way he speaks is very seductive, with the his accent being well applied to each syllable. — These are the marks on the body that you see around, we call them tattoos because they are the best translation in your language, but they are not made with needles. — Klaus starts walking to the bed and I follow him, enchanted by his green eyes and the silver particles that seem to swim inside. — Rorani are magical and they can be born for many reasons, when you have a puppy, for example, a Rorani is born around your wrist. A circular line for each child.
This is amazing.
He sits on the edge of the bed and I climb into his lap, still with my legs wobbly from everything we did, but placing one thigh on either side of his waist.
— Yes, it is proof that the Vrunsni are still in our blood, those demons change forms. They were hungry beasts, mon polar, like their werewolves. — Klaus brushes his lips against mine as he hugs me and begins to ignite the flame of desire in me again. — But the rorani are earned throughout life, little by little. This wolf on my chest was born with me, it's a birthmark that no one can know about.
Why not? — My heart beats so fast with the way you talk with me, the hoarseness in his tone, and the determined and lustful look he has now, as if he could eat me.
Klaus seems totally involved, like I'm very important and he can't stop paying attention to me for even a second.
— There are many legends among my people and one of them is about a Persian who was born with a wolf on his chest. This Persian male would find a human female and they would change everything. — He puts his tongue out and I stick it out too, so Klaus licks me.
The sensation of having him curl around my tongue like this, sucking my moisture, makes me gasp, feeling his movements echo in my intimacy.
— How would they change? — I whisper, ceasing to stick out my tongue.
— This is just a bedtime story for puppies. — He shrugs and smiles small, like it was no big deal.
— So tell me — I ask and suddenly Klaus turns me on his lap and He makes me lie on my back on the bed, then puts himself on top of me, between my legs, while my head is supported by very soft pillows.
— They say that one day, a Persian male was born with a wolf on his chest, he will find a soul mate and then he will be able to transform into a beast like the Vrunsni, and if he knows how to overcome his inner animal he will awaken the Persians to a new era.
- A new era? — I arch my eyebrows.
Klaus lowers his lips onto mine and I can't resist not opening up to him and letting him kiss me languidly, so deep with his
tongue circling throughout my mouth. He really is my personal demon.
— A new era, my love — he says in my mouth and I almost take my breath away. AND
the first time he uses the word “love” with me. I can't even reason straight. — Where more Persians will transform. This is an old legend, but many believe it and would even kill me just because I have a wolf on my chest, which is just a silly coincidence.
— Why would they kill?
Now I don't like this story anymore and I feel bad, with a strong tightness in my chest. What if I had accidentally told someone about his tattoo? I could have killed Klaus!
— Many Persians live like your rich humans, Karina, giving
I value money more than life. They are old men behind big tables, exploiting people, gathering riches like gold and precious stones from Cosmos Island and enjoying that, being the powerful ones. — While he speaks softly, Klaus strokes my head, as if he wants to put me to sleep. —But if we turn into beasts again, then their money would no longer be of any use, everything would change. All.
His words send shivers down my spine.
— You really don't believe in this legend?
What if Klaus finds another woman after me and she is his soulmate?
Just thinking about it makes me want to cry.
— I don't really know... but I know that you would be even more beautiful with some roranis and nipple piercings... — He lifts my hoodie and leaves my belly and breasts exposed.
— Nipple piercings are painful — I complain and Klaus puts a nipple on.
of my breasts in his mouth and takes a light bite. I writhe beneath him and moan loudly.
— Just imagine, your two breasts pierced with jewels studded with rubis... — He puts his hands together my breasts and this time puts both nipples in his mouth, nibbling, leaving a lot of saliva on my skin, until I'm panting. — I would bring you and make you walk around this entire club naked covered only in precious stones, bites and my cum. I would fuck you in front of everyone.
— Klaus... — I'm speechless and suddenly we both hear a scream.
— You are a hypocrite! You can't pretend you didn't like it — a woman speaks, probably in the corridor we passed to get here.
— That's Crystal's voice... — he says, already getting off of me, who I sit down, arranging my clothes in place. — She sure got into some shit, what the fuck! He must have gone after Vladimir. The Persian stands and starts walking barefoot to the door.
- What will you do? I ask, following him closely. I don't want you to leave your room to go after some beautiful, rich human. — I'll see what's going on before she says anything else.
wrong, Crystal is clueless. She is obsessed with Vladimir and goes to great lengths to tempt him.
— Do you like this woman that much, Klaus? — I question quickly, before Go away and leave me here like a fool.
— Do I like Crystal? — She arches her eyebrows in surprise. — Are you jealous, Karina? I already said she is a friend.
— I'm not jealous — I say quickly and look away. - I only want know if you've been having sex with other women out there...
— When would I do that? — He moves away from the door and comes towards me. — At what point would I fuck other women if when you're not right in front of me, you're in my thoughts?
I don't know. — I'm even more embarrassed by the way you speak.
— Female… Persian males never cheat. I would vomit in disgust if someone else tried to touch me, because no one else smells like you. — Grab me by the chin. — You're here, Karina. — He touches his own chest again, only this time referring to his heart. — And it will stay here forever, no matter how dangerous it is for my plans.
Dangerous for your plans?
You can not do that! — Crystal screams again, this time even louder.
desperate.
— Now I have to go, stay here waiting for me, I'll be right back. — Leave one He kisses my forehead quickly and leaves the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts, but not for long.
After about ten minutes the bedroom door opens again and I hope it is Klaus returning, as shortly after he leaves Crystal has already stopped screaming,
However, the man in the room is not my Persian, even though looking at it now he looks a little like Klaus.
—Niflin? — I arch my eyebrows, feeling nervous about being alone in the same room as this strange redhead, too vulnerable. - What are you doing here? Klaus will be back soon, you better leave or he will be very angry with you! — I warn, wanting to keep him away.
Why would Niflin enter the same room as me? There just might be something wrong.
— Do you still remember me, then? — he says and starts taking steps threatening in my direction.
The Persian, whose eyes are completely green, with no division of pupils and sclera, dresses completely in black and exudes a strong smell of men's perfume, just like many others around here, who do this to disguise themselves, according to Klaus.
— From dinner at the Dark Elf mansion — I stammer, turning away from him with caution.
I can't scream or run if I don't want him to come after me as if I were prey. I just need to hold out until Klaus comes back and puts an end to this strange male.
- Good memory,mon polar.
He says “mon polar” as if it were a joke and laughs in a strange, dark way.
— How do you know that-that Klaus calls me that? — I frown,
Certainly giving off a lot of the smell of fear, as the redhead licks his lower lip.
— Because I watched your performance downstairs until the end and Klaus,
Lost in the pheromones, he didn't even notice anything. It was very beautiful, maybe I'll do something like that with you today. — Your words make me even more shocked and nauseated. Klaus needs to get here soon or I don't know what will happen. — He's so obsessed with you, he didn't notice how I brought him here today, lying that Dante would be here. Klaus is a dumb macho, Dante isn't even in Red Town anymore!
—What are you talking about, Niflin? — I question because I know that this will waste more time.
I look around, looking for something to defend myself, but I find nothing. At most there is a candlestick with unlit candles, which is really shit.
At least if they were lit, I could do something crazy like set the sheets on fire and attract attention.
— Has he ever really told you what mon polar means? — asks me I shake my head.I hope it's a very long story.—Mon polar means “my destined moon”, it is a cute nickname that mated males use with their mates. — Niflin comes more and more towards me and I'm trapped. If I take a step to the right, he does the same and so it goes, like a dance. — Mon polar is like a declaration of love, for you humans.
I always thought Klaus was really lying about the meaning of mon polar being “little human”. However, this is not the time to try to analyze why he calls me that.
— Maybe I should make you my mon polar, before I finish with Klaus — he says maliciously, wanting to make me more scared.
— You're not going to do anything to him! — I exclaim, feeling drops and more
beads of sweat running down my back. - Help! He's trying to kill me! Help! — I shout, giving up trying to inflame Niflin, when he is already obviously crazy.
But the problem is that I'm too slow for a Persian and I know it, and before I can even try to run to the door, the redhead has already grabbed me by force. — Let go of me, you freak! Let me go!
— There's no point in shouting! Everyone here does a lot of horrible things in the past behind these doors, they'll think this is all just a joke — he growls in my ear and starts dragging me to the window.
- Leave me alone!
I shake myself, but Niflin is twice my size and strength, and has no problem using her against me. He squeezes me so tight, with his startattooed hands and claws, that it makes tears well up in my eyes.
— No, you're coming with me, sister-in-law. — I laughed loudly, a terrifying sound, and open the window while holding me with one hand.
Why did that son of a bitch have to be so strong?!
Sister-in-law?! — I scream and I really feel like vomiting, I'm so angry.
fear.
— Klaus can pretend he doesn't remember, but I'm the older brother, the older brother.
true heir of all Dark Elves! — he exclaims and suddenly a wind comes in, because he managed to open the window.
What is this guy trying to do, my God?!
You are lying! — In his madness, Niflin could speak anything thing. Maybe he's even high on that Nyn guy and is hallucinating.
Lying?! Klaus' father got my mother pregnant and then left her in the gutter, without giving him a dime! — He grabs me by the arms, holding them to my body so I don't move and suddenly lifts me off the ground.
What are you doing? — I widen my eyes and in the blink of an eye eyes we're both off the ground.
It all happens in seconds and my stomach turns. With a single jump, like a cat, he passes through the high window and we land on the roof of the large house, on a sloping and very dangerous part.
— A few years later, she pretended she never had a child and got pregnant. rich bride selected by the family! That's because my mother wasn't pure blood, she was the daughter of a human and a Persian! — His voice echoes through the darkness of the night.
From here I can see the entire mansion, the pools and the trees below, while Niflin simply throws me on his shoulders, as if I were a doll.
— Get me out of here, I'm afraid of heights! — I exclaim, kicking and wanting to go back to the room.
Who can guarantee me that his plan isn't to throw me from up here?
— Stop kicking or you'll fall! — he warns me and I immediately freeze. — Collaborate with me and I can think about letting you live.
— Please return me to my room and leave me there. — Then I begin
crying with so much despair, while Niflin descends the roof. — Please, don't do anything to me. Let me go, I d-don't know anything about what you're talking about.
I can't see where he's stepping and if this crazy person slips, I'll fall for more than twenty meters to the ground, until I crash somewhere. I start to punch Niflin's back, but instead of saying anything, he just shakes me angrily and makes a strange pain appear in my arm, which burns like fire on my skin.
I don't understand why it hurts so much, but with the help of the moonlight I look at my wrist and notice something very strange, something that wasn't there until seconds ago.
There's a black line on my right wrist, as if it were a bracelet made in tattoo.