We Are Under Attack!

Dragana POV

So Roman knew he had a mate and still decided to marry somebody else???? Still decided to follow whatever fake bond that was!! He had likely learned about the prophecy too – and nothing. He did NOTHING! There was only one possible explanation for this. He did not want me. I do not know why I should be surprised about this, as for many years, while I lived in the pack, he never showed any interest in me until recently. And even that was not about me. He was not interested in me, but in the fact that I could be his breeder. I felt like a fool!! Who did he think he was?!



I held onto the memory of that morning kiss as something precious to me – some type of indication that when he kissed me it mattered, that it was real, and that he cared for me. For a moment, I allowed myself to feel, to believe – even if I thought we could never be, even when I thought that his mate-bond was real! I remember wanting to turn back to admit my feelings and agree to anything, but based on this, he would just have laughed at me – that much was obvious. Or worse, taken advantage of me and tossed me to the side to marry this person he has committed himself to, a person he obviously loves. Tears prickled my eyes. I missed him and carried this pain with me, but now I knew I was naïve to focus on that one kiss. It was his pride, he could not let me go without confirming to his ego that even I wanted him, that his reputation of a heartthrob was still intact. I scolded myself internally for thinking that a kiss meant something. It obviously meant nothing to him, just as I did not. I felt used. Used and discarded. Images of him holding me close, kissing me, flashed before my eyes and, instead of the feeling of longing, I now felt nothing but disgust. Have your fake mate – have your wedding, Alpha King – see if I care!!!



Lost in my thoughts, I did not hear Art come in. His strong scent calmed me down but he noticed tears in my eyes. “Why are you crying???”, he asked, pulling me close to him, holding me. I inhaled his strong scent and rested my head on his chest. He felt safe. I did not know what to say to him or even if I should say anything at all. My silence was the answer. “We do not have to talk about it if you do not want to, I just want to remind you that I am here no matter what”, he said softly, kissing me on the forehead and rubbing my back gently. The sparks from his touch ignited again and I decided to explore this connection, this feeling. I decided to allow Art to get closer, to give this relationship a chance. He was a man worthy of my devotion and love and going forward, that is what I was going to do, regardless of who is my fated mate! Aisha whined in my head and I made a mental note to discuss this with her and Vasilla later.



For now, I had this delicious, handsome man holding me in his arms and I looked up and pulled him into a kiss. He responded eagerly, kissing me at first softly, his tongue dancing with mine gently. His heart rate started increasing, his hands now on my ass squeezing it tightly, and then he lifted me up. I was getting excited, my nipples were becoming hard, I was wet and wanted him. I started taking his shirt off, wanting to feel his skin on mine, wanting the heat of his body on me.“Are you sure???”, he asked between the moans. I simply nodded and continued unbuttoning his shirt. He joined me and quickly pulled my dress over my head, leaving me in a pair of white lacy underwear and bra. Our bodies pressed together heatedly against each other, his heartbeat was faster and faster and mine was picking up the same rhythm. His large hand slid into my underwear, his finger gently rubbing my clit. I was seeing stars, my legs becoming total mush.



“Art.. I want you.. “I whispered. His dark eyes were flickering gold, his wolf clearly excited about it all, wanting to come forward. He continued to kiss me, carrying me towards the large bed in the center of my room. Everything was spinning. I had this feeling of euphoria, my body felt as if I was on fire. The pulsating sensation of Art's finger on my pussy was taking me to the heights I never experienced before with swift intensity that made me cling to him even more, wanting to taste him, to bite him, wanting him inside me, wanting to feel his hard dick pound me and ravage me. I did not know where these thoughts were coming from, but I did not care. My whole being ached for him, ached to be loved. We were both trembling and moaning into each other’s mouths.



He broke the kiss for a second after he laid me down and started to take his pants off. His impressive sized dick was already hard as a rock, and I recalled its massive size from seeing it earlier. “Art.. I .. I have.. never…” He stopped for the second, and a huge smile flashed over his face. “It will hurt… but I promise to be very gentle”, he said in a sexy whisper which sent shivers down my spine, causing my pussy to be soaked even more. In one swift move, he ended up on top of me, quickly undoing my bra. I did not really know what I was doing, I was operating solely on instinct at that point. His kisses intensified, and he started peppering them over my neck, while I had my hands on his round firm ass. When he took my nipple into his mouth, I just about screamed out of pleasure, when he bit me gently, pulling at it. It put me over the edge and my orgasm exploded all over. He was purring satisfied… “You are so wet for me baby.." his husky voice was murmuring while his lips found their way to my clit. Oh Goddess, I thought about grabbing his hair, trying to guide him, but he moved his hand to grab my arms away and started kissing my pussy and licking it in an agonizingly slow way.



I was getting heated up even more, I wanted him so bad. His tongue slipped inside me twirling and I felt the familiar sensation build up. He sped up his assault and massaged my clit with his large finger, while his other hand flicked my nipple, driving me insane. I was screaming his name at this point, and when he nibbled on my clit I came undone completely soaking his face with my juices. “Art.. please.. I need you!”, I screamed. Let me guide you, he said, kissing me again…. Both of us moaning, he pressed his hard long thick cock next to my wet, warm, opening.. I nearly exploded again, from a simple tip touch… Easy, he said, his lips crushing mine. This will hurt, let me know if you want me to stop, he said again gently. I never knew something could feel so amazing and I wanted to experience all of it. I wanted all of him. I moaned, pulling him closer, raising my hips up, my pussy glistening on full display, ready for him, wanting him to fill me.



A huge explosion broke us both from that moment. The glass windows shattered completely and before I could react, Art shielded me with his body, several glass fragments sticking into his back. Cybela was roaring in the background and Jasmine mind linked me, screaming: “WE ARE UNDER ATTACK! WHERE ARE YOU???!!!”