Chapter 55 - Is this what you want?

HADRIAN

I don’t wait for confirmation of my victory. I push my three working paws in the ground and towards the exit. The one advantage of the Blood Moon is that it accelerates the healing process. The guards move away and bow low when I pass.

I follow her scent to the second floor. I push my paws on the marble steps of the central stairway. The sound of her pleas travels through the hallway and makes me sprint.

Marius has her pinned against the wall. His fingers hold her chin when he turns her face to him. Her eyes are dazed, her lips are parted and her face is flushed. The scent of her arousal hangs heavy in the air.

A new level of anger flares and ignites fire in my veins. The physical pain is forgotten and only the emotional pain remains. I growl at them and it bounces off the wall.

I bare my canines and let myself be consumed by the curse of my bloodline and exude the power it holds. I am the crown prince of this kingdom. I am the heir.

I am their future king.

*“Get away from my mate.”*

Marius must feel the command in the air and he won’t be able to disregard it this time. My command is strong and unwavering. Marius falls back and stumbles to the ground. He grinds his teeth and balls his fist, but he cannot ignore my command.

I slowly charge for him. I want him to see the fury. I want him to dread what is coming.

He trembles and fear replaces the lust in his eyes. “Prince Hadrian, this isn’t what it looks like.”

*“It looks like you had your hands on my mate.”* I growl as I charge for him. Nero is ready for the kill. He’ll gladly live up to the expectations of the ruthless prince.

“She was feeling unwell and I just wanted to— Aargh.” Nero bites in his arm and Marius is quick to back away.

“Hadrian?” Emma calls and I growl at her. Her voice turns the fury into agony. It rips a way through my very being.

I reign in my wolf. *“Get out, and don’t show your face here again, ever.”*

Blood seeps down his arm and Marius crawls backwards. He clamors to the floor and runs out of the hall.

I pace through the hall. I’m not ready to face my mate. I’m not ready to have my heart broken too.

“Hadrian, I feel so hot.”

I turn to look at her and the flush is worse than before. Her hair is wild and disheveled. The short sleeve of her dress has fallen down her arm and exposes her scarred shoulder. She looks at me with big hungry eyes and it feeds the devil inside me.

*Is she trying to taunt me?*

I shift to my human form and I stand before her with my cock hard. I could probably fuck a brick wall and find pleasure in it. She shamelessly eyes my body and bites in the pillowy flesh of her bottom lip.

*Does she want to fuck so bad?*

I’m so fucking angry at her. Not only did she disobey my request. She went out and found someone else. I’m enraged and aroused at the same time. A deadly combination.

“Is this what you want?” I gesture for my body. My body is willing and able. It can take her all night if she wants.

“Yes.” She steps forward and rakes her hands over my chest and abdomen.

Her touch is warm and that fact alone should bring me to high alert. Emma is not as shy as she usually is. Her touches are like embers over my skin, hot, blazing and dangerous.

I feel the vigor vibrate in my muscles and that darkness that wants to consume me. It wants to take over and plow through.

Emma kisses me and I’m not prepared for it. She reaches up to her toes and pulls herself up on my shoulders. I automatically lean down to follow her lips, I would follow them anywhere. *The dark depths of hell? I’m coming.*

I let myself devour the flavor of her tongue, but her taste is obscured with a tangy and tart sweetness. I pull away from her and look at her with new eyes. “Have you eaten moongranate?”

Emma looks at me with hooded eyes that are sultry without even trying. That sweet heaviness of her arousal is thick and overabundant. It drives me crazy. My balls are tight and ready to fuck her till dawn. I feel that the animal inside me wants to come out and play. The animal that only sees a needy female, ready to be mated.

I want to believe that she would become this needy with just one kiss or by the sight of my body, but that would be lying to myself.

*She’s been drugged.*

I need to get her away from these halls and away from any delirious males, including myself. I pull her over my shoulder and haul my naked body to the third floor. I growl at the guards wandering the hall who are ridden with lust when they inhale the scent of a ready female. *Mine.*

I bring her back to our rooms and step away when I set her down on the ground.

She brings her arms around my neck and leans against me. “Why are you moving away?” She kisses me again.

I wrap her thighs around my waist and push her against the door. I allow myself to revel in her closeness for a second, but the taste of moongranate is a harsh reminder of reality.

Her lips are red and plush from the hard kiss. “Don’t stop, I need you to kiss me everywhere.”

I growl at her seductive words. I move away her short sleeve and reveal my mark on her shoulder. I move my lips over her mark. “Here?”

She nods and I suck hard. She moans loudly and I bite lightly at the skin.

She grinds her clothed pussy against my bare dick. “Yes, yes!” Her chest heaves and the flush intensifies on her chest. She moves in unrefined and strenuous movements.

I blink as I take her in. “Did you just come?”

She has her eyes closed and nods while biting her lower lip. When her eyes open, they are filled with fervor, hunger and greed. “I need more.”

No, no more. My willing mate is unhinged in a way that I only dare to dream about, but this will be my undoing and I will lose it. The animal in me screams to show her exactly what more means. It wants to get down on her roughly and plow into that tight pussy.

I move her ass to the bedroom and turn to the door to create a barrier between us.

“Hadrian.” She moans. My name on her seductive lips is a vice. It’s sinful and carnal and it lures me to her.

“I feel so hot.”

My mind realizes that I should walk through that door, but my body wants to take her needs away. “It will pass,” I tell her.

My soul wants her to feel good. It wants to take away her suffering. When I turn around she has already discarded her dress and is squirming around the bed in her underwear. “Your sheets are so soft.” She moans.

*Fucking hell.*

I stand rooted as I watch the vision that is my mate.

She strokes the smooth expanse of her thighs and stomach. “I saw people having sex at the festival.” She says.

I clench my fists tight. I already figured that out. “I told you to go straight back to the palace. You didn’t listen to me.”

The animal inside me needs me to teach her a lesson. My hand is aching to spank that ass of hers until she’s flushed everywhere.

She moves her hand to her chest and gasps when she finds pleasure in it. *Has she ever touched herself? Would she if I watched?*

“One man had his head between a woman’s legs.” Her big gray eyes usually have an innocence in them regarding sex, but now they’re defiled by sin. The words coming from her mouth would have her burning in shame on any other day.

“She seemed to like what he was doing, do you think I would like it?”

Emma is taunting me and it’s working. The thought of her spread bare before me with her thighs over my shoulders sounds like a fucking dream.

“Yes, you would.” I saunter over to her and climb on the bed.

She’s wearing a white lace bra and matching panties. And it’s fucking see-through. I take two hard breaths to reign in my control, but my eyes zero in on the apex of her thighs.

“You got your pussy waxed?” I groan. Through the fabric, I can see the bare arch over her pubic bone

“Paulina suggested it.”

The girl doesn’t realize what kind of grenade she just threw my way. It explodes and breaks down my wall of restraint.

“Spread wider for me, little mate.” I kneel down to the floor by the bed.

Her innocence returns momentarily, but she does what I say. “Like this?” She spread those luscious thighs wider for me and that animal in me takes over.

“Yes, like this.” I rumble and pull her towards me by her knees. I place my hand on her knees and spread her even wider. I bite at the inside of her thigh and tear the piece of fabric with my teeth.

Emma is squirming, but I don’t relent. I dive in with my tongue along the length of her sweetness. She doesn’t need much, because when I suck on her bundle of nerves she shrieks and sits up. She holds one elbow on the bed and with her free hand she tangles her fingers through my hair. She neither pulls me away nor pulls me closer.

I increase the assault of my tongue on her. She begs me for something and I release one of her thighs to slide my index finger into her soaking wet pussy. I continue to sink in and out of her until she explodes before me.