That Slut!!!

Dragana POV

I did not know how to answer Roman’s question unless I revealed Aisha’s identity. I knew from the story she recounted that Caleb would recognize her and I was not ready at this point to reveal the mate bond between us. If he truly loved Alice, which by all accounts I assumed he did, why would I take that from him? I already felt like a failure for not finding his mate for all those years and felt even worse knowing his mate was actually me. So, I tried to divert his attention and his questions.

“Why are you asking me this??? What difference does it make? Is this what you wanted to talk to me about?? I thought we were …” Before I could finish my sentence, Roman moved like lightning and all of a sudden, his statuesque, bulky form was in front of me. Sitting in a chair, I felt even smaller and more vulnerable, looking up at his mesmerizing eyes. “I have my reasons for asking you”, he said, using his hand to lift my face up to look at him, his touch sending electricity jolt straight down to my core. “I do not see how my wolf color, or my wolf in general is relevant to you”, I replied curtly, not breaking an eye contact, trying to slow down my excitement I felt from his touch. A tense silence followed again, his thumb slowly stroking my face, neither of us breaking eye contact. I could see that touching me was affecting him too, his breathing was accelerated. He suddenly decided to crouch down, and meet my eyes on my level, essentially knelling before me. Cupping my face with both his hands, another shot of electricity surged within me, this time making my panties soaked.

“Very well. If you do not want to tell me…. I guess I have to accept that for now”, he said, his hands burning on my skin. “However, tell me … Tell me you feel nothing… Tell me that you feel no connection.. Tell me that you did not just get aroused by me simply touching your face”, he asked, a mischievous smile on his plump lips, fire dancing in his eyes. “Tell me you do not want me”, he continued.

I had to pull myself together. Aisha was no help, as she was melting from her mate’s attention. I tried to think of a spell, of something, some type of an excuse – anything. Vasilla too, was of no help. She was silent when I tried to seek her advice. I was lost in his eyes, his large hands felt like heaven on my cheeks. He slowly caressed my face, brushing his thumb over my lower lip, causing a subtle, yet audible moan. He snickered, self-satisfied, obviously aware of my reaction, obviously happy he was the cause of it. I wanted him, but I was not going to let him know that, not now, not ever. I was not a placeholder, nor an ornament he could play with whenever he wanted to.

A new determination came over me, and I bolted up, backing up and pushing his hands away. I stood up and took a few steps back, scowl on my face. Inside, I was trembling, but I was not going to show him that. “What gives you the right to act this way with me???? Who do you think you are Alpha King Roman??? I am not your toy! Besides, you are ENGAGED! You have a mate!! You have a wedding and a marking ceremony in two weeks if I am not mistaken!”, I spat out, both my anger and my pain evident in my words. He looked as if I had poured a bucket of ice water on him. He was still kneeling, his face looking at me with an indescribable expression. His eyes became darker, his breathing sped up, his brows furrowed as if he was in deep thought. Without moving an inch, still in the same position, I heard his husky voice “Is that what you think you are to me? Is that how little you value yourself????”

Hearing him, I absolutely lost it. “I DO NOT HAVE A PROBLEM UNDERSTANDING MY OWN VALUE, YOU ABSOLUTE EGO MANIAC!!!”, I shouted and I felt the earth beneath us move. I did not know how or why, but the rage I felt at that moment, burned something within me. I felt my magic stir, and stir in a way I never felt before. I was ready to obliterate everything, him included. Who did he think he was???? What audacity!

“Listen to me, very carefully Alpha King”, I said, popping the g out at the end. I was snarling at this point, but I did not care. “YOU DO NOT OWN ME! I FEEL NOTHING! NOTHING FOR YOU!”, I screamed. The moment my words left my lips, a shadow fell over his face, his eyes becoming almost completely black. He looked like a beast, ready to jump at me and kill me. “YOU ARE NOTHING AND NOBODY TO ME! I came here out of obligation, out of respect, yet you think I am some whore or that I am desperate to jump into your arms! YOU ARE WRONG!”, I continued. “Given that you have never loved anyone, nor had a normal relationship, I do not expect you to understand how love works, Alpha King!!! You obviously….” My words were met with a snarl, a dangerous rumbling coming from him. Next thing I knew, he charged at me, his warm body colliding with mine, whilst he grabbed me in his arms and crashed his lips onto mine. He kissed me like a man possessed, a man drowning, devouring my lips as if his life depended on it.

Everything exploded. The room started to spin and I lost myself in his arms. He held me firmly, but gently, one of his arms slowly moving from my back, gently touching my breast. Unwittingly, I not only accepted his kiss, but started responding, deepening the kiss, moaning into his mouth, heat and wetness pooling between my legs, my body having a mind of its own. He grunted satisfied when the scent of my arousal hit him, his body responding in kind, his large cock already fully erect fighting against his pants, trying to break free. In between the kisses, I heard his soft voice “I know I said this before, but it appears you want me”, he chuckled, peppering kisses on my neck. He suckled on the spot between my collar bone and my neck, a spot saved for marking, and another wave of immense pleasure shot up through my body. My whole body was screaming for him, wanting him, and my mind was in a cloud, unable to form a rational thought of any kind.

His large hand found its way to my pussy, which was hot and soaking, begging to be touched, begging for him. Slowly, using one finger, he circled my sensitive nub, almost pushing me over the edge. “Roman….. ahhh.. ahhhh..” I moaned. “You are not a place holder Dragana.. I am sorry… You… I.. You mean a lot to me… You are .. you are.. very important to me.. I.. I had always….”, he started saying in between the moans, while his hand was sliding on my wet folds, my juices dripping everywhere.

Before he could finish or say anything else, a fierce, yet melodic voice screamed, stopping us in our tracks. “Roman!!!!! What are you doing with that slut????” we both heard, only to turn around and meet a very pissed off she-wolf. Alice, his future Luna Queen, was standing at the door, her eyes murderous, her claws out, ready to kill.