Two Roles

*Chapter 26*
"I don't want it."
"What?" My ears felt like someone hit cymbals inside of my eardrums when I heard a response from him. That made me feel irritated as I grabbed his neck tightly. "Do you think I would ever accept your response?" I asked, gritting my teeth.
Frederick met my eyes, having a determination in his eyes. "My goddess, I am not going to have a duel with you." He looked at me earnestly. "And your proposal is absurd. I cannot accept the terms and there is a low chance that I am not going to serve you in bed. I'd rather stay as your slave because, in that way, I would be able to make you happy in bed," he reasoned. "And I am going to see and watch you while you are sleeping."
I laughed at his reason and released his neck. "Oh, Frederick... I didn't know you were a comedian." I shook my head, laughing one more time.
His lubricious statement was enough to make me laugh at it but Frederick didn't look impressed because his face remained flat.
"If you do not want it, then I shall look for another man who will agree to my terms." I was about to step back when Frederick caught my arm and pulled me towards him. I secretly smiled when he possessively wrapped his arm around my small waist, letting out a low growl.
"You said that I am the answer to your dilemma. Then why do you easily discard me, my goddess?" His voice sounded hurt while his eyes looked pleading.
With his expression right now, my wolf castigated me and was shouting at me already for daring to hurt Frederick. My wolf was making me feel guilty for something trivial. But if it was a trivial matter, why did I feel guilty seeing the melancholy expression of him?
Damn it... Why was I feeling this way? This mate bond... It was really irritating me.
It was always a hindrance to my plans whenever I was purposely hurting him so that he wouldn't like me as his mate. It reminded me about the time he told me that he was behaving yet I was ignoring him. I would only notice him if only he misbehaved.
"My goddess, am I that easy to be discarded?" He bit his lower lip, looking at me like he was about to cry.
I hissed, not liking my heart being constricted for some reason. This slave... It was his fault as to why I was feeling this.
I sighed and tried to remove his hands wrapping around me but Frederick wouldn't budge. "Frederick..." I heed a warning. "Unhand me now," I ordered sternly.
"No." His voice sounded strict and stern. That suddenly made my wolf want to curl up like a kitten.
I squinted my eyes and saw that Frederick would never back down from me. He was being stubborn under my command, acting like a brat who thought that he could dominate me with his overwhelming presence.
I reached for his hair and fisted it so I could lean it backward. "Why are you being stubborn against me? What is it that you want and you kept trying to misbehave with me, Frederick?"
He whimpered under my touch. I squinted my eyes, noticing this kind of behavior with him.
If I was being like this to him... If I was being roughed on him... and if I looked like him as an object, Frederick... Frederick never failed to have a pleasing expression.
His eyes could tell me that he wanted to be stepped on.
That must be it...
This was Frederick's pleasure.
"Why don't you become my slave and knight at the same time?" I asked, gripping his hair tightly.
"My goddess..." Oh, look at him... Frederick was flushing in embarrassment and enjoyment.
"Two roles, Frederick," I pointed out. He looked at me in my eyes, waiting for me to say once again. Like he was anticipating that I would utter more words. "Becoming a slave is a role that you shouldn't refuse no matter if it is humiliating. Perhaps, I should grant you that since you cost a hundred million after all. Am I right, darling?"
His chest rose up and down, having a hard time breathing but if I looked at him closely, Frederick was liking it. He nodded to agree.
"Yes... Yes, my goddess..." He licked his lips. "You can do anything you want from me." He looked at me dreamily.
"Hmm..." I nodded my head before a vicious smile appeared on my lips. "And I believe you have been wanting to protect me because of your possessive traits. Also, your wolf is overprotective when it comes to my welfare. Correct?"
Frederick nodded. "Indeed, you are correct, my goddess." His hands lowered to reach my waist. Then he made me feel the hard metal that was covering his cock which was under his trousers.
"Then become my knight." I took the cutter that was settled in the pen holder. I showed its blade and pointed it to his cheek to slide it down, oozing blood on it. Frederick hissed but looked so pleased right now. "However, if you wish to become my knight, you need to duel with me while you are... naked."
He inhaled a sharp breath. His eyes widened in surprise. There was a look of astonishment and surprising behavior in him.
"N-Naked, you say?" I nodded. He shivered at that. "I don't think I can do that..." He looked hesitant.
"No... Tsk, tsk..." I drew out blood from his neck when I ran the blade on it. "You are a slave. You want to be my slave. You want to remain a lowly creature. A slave must obey his master no matter what. Don't you want me to look down on you? Don't you want me to treat you like a piece of garbage? Isn't that... your pleasure, Frederick?" I looked into his eyes and smiled a little.
His hot breath fanned against my skin. His hands were slowly reaching out for my breasts, starting to feel my nipples under my nightgown. I moved my legs so I could hover his thigh and started moving my hips back and forth.
That made Frederick's breath become uneven with my movement.
I secretly smiled triumphantly. This was the reaction I wanted to see from him.
"But... But if I become your knight as well, c-can I still call you in a different endearment? For instance, sweetheart?"
I moaned softly at his words while my cunt was brushing to his thigh.
Sweetheart... I knew I must have heard it back then. I wasn't certain where
He leaned more to the desk so he could let me hover over him. That allowed me to make my cunt collide with his knee which bestowed good friction to my clit that was already throbbing for his touch.
My wolf already wanted me to feel at ease and pleasure having Frederick with us.
"No," I replied coldly, focusing myself on his bent knee and to his eyes. "Why would I allow it if I have already given you what you need to hear? If only you want to become a knight only, then I shall allow that. But since you have two roles to execute, then there is no way I shall allow it. You want to have pathetic roles, right? Then you must rejoice that I have been so considerate with you..."
I pressed the blade to his cheek one more time that had already healed because of his healing process as a werewolf. Frederick looked at me with those mesmerizing olive eyes who looked impressed and pleased at the same time.
"What must you say then to your goddess, my darling Frederick?" I asked in my sultry pitch.
"Thank you, my goddess, for being considerate with a lowly creature like me." His short stubble grazed my wrist when he held it to rub himself. "I will do my best to make you feel pleased in bed and at the same time, I will protect you."
"Do not be at ease yet, darling." I moaned a little when the friction of my clit and his knee was bestowing enough pressure to make it feel good. "You still have to grant me a duel with you. I need to test your strength and your skills. Do you understand?"
He took my wrist with his hand and kissed it which sent shivers down my spine. "I am an excellent warrior. I can attest to that." He pierced his gaze on me. "If you wish to be protected by someone..." He reached for my nape to draw me closer to him while I was still fisting his hair. He leaned a little, slightly grazing his lips to my chin. "...you have come to the right person, my goddess. I will never fail you. I swear."
He sounded confident and arrogant. He also sounded that choosing him was the right thing to do.
I halted humping him which earned him a groan of disapproval. I tapped his cheek. "Get back to work. I want it done before the sun rises." I ignored his piercing stare when I returned to my seat, feeling victory that I was feeling wet down there.
Frederick sighed and returned to his seat so he could continue the work that he needed to finish. I was silently looking at him while I was contemplating on how to escape from his grasp once I divorce my marriage with Reginald.
To stop his madness... I must tame his wolf first and earn his trust.
I already have plans to get away from the Sowinski Kingdom and go abroad. My problem was Frederick. I couldn't take him with me.
I planned to leave all things behind and ran away. Even... leaving Frederick.
My wolf was already shouting at me angrily because she knew what I was planning. She wouldn't allow it...
She wouldn't allow me to decide to reject Frederick as our mate.
I chastised her. I told her that I am already worn out from entering into any relationship. From father and daughter, arranged marriage, marriage relationship, master and slave, being the motherly figure of the pack, employer and employee relationship, and lastly... mate bond.
I was already feeling devastated. I was so jaded that I just wanted to isolate myself from everyone.
All I wanted was to live in a simple house, not minding what to eat because I have my own vegetable and fruit garden in the backyard. Then I would paint the scenery where I was living.
I just wanted to live a simple life. No relationship is involved. I was just tired.
I averted my gaze from Frederick when she asked me if I would be able to live happily once I rejected Frederick. Just by thinking about it, I felt my heart being squeezed if I happened to see the painful expression that I rejected him.
Frederick finished his work by the time it was already four in the morning. He came with me when I went to Reginald's study room to return the ledgers back to their original location. I sniffed the mint leaves left by Philea to use it in hiding our scents for those people who barged in here.
Not only does Philea use this on this certain occasion. She also used this as an air freshener in Reginald's study room.
Before I left, I glanced at the piled-up paperwork on his desk. I glared at it with so much hatred upon finding out about the last and will testament. Reginald thought that I wouldn't rummage around those piled documents because it looked uninteresting. He thought that who would dare to look at such a dull sight.
I looked up at Frederick the moment I closed the door while he was handling a candle holder. His face was being faintly illuminated by the candlelight which added more strong features to his already handsome face.
"What?"
Frederick stared at me before he shook his head. "Nothing, my goddess."
I arched my eyebrow, not convinced. He may have thought that I wasn't a keen observer of his actions. "You do not need to strip your clothes off. Just go to my bed," I told him when we arrived at my chamber and he was about to undress in front of me.
Frederick bowed his head. "As you wish, my goddess."
I went to the lavatory first before I went out to see him looking at the paintings I painted which were set in the corner. I crossed my arms over my chest and watched him looking at one of them in awe.
He was looking at the erotic art I finished last week. It was an image of a woman kneeling on the floor while a man was possessively behind her. His hand was settled across her breasts, groping them tightly while his other hand was on her cunt. The man was blindfolded, turning his face to the crook of the neck of the woman who looked enjoying the man's touch.
"Do you want us to do that?" I asked, grinning.
Frederick gasped and turned his head at me. "M-My goddess..." He immediately stepped back when I took strides in his direction. "I-I am just seeing your... your paintings, my goddess," he said immediately and knelt before me even though I wasn't saying anything.
I used my hand to compel him to look at me. "Are you feeling aroused seeing one of my erotic paintings, darling?" Frederick nodded. I tilted my head a little, seeing him so eager about my question. "Why are you feeling aroused just by seeing it?" I asked in an almost stern yet soft tone.
"Because..." He gulped as he eyed me up and down. "Because I am imagining we are the ones doing that, my goddess. That is why... I am feeling aroused. Because I am desiring my goddess..."
So honest. I wanted to say something but I didn't say anything. More than that, his words made my wolf and I feel tingling.
He was desiring me. I felt the same way, too. I want to tell him that but... I need to halt myself from saying those words because I didn't want to boost Frederick's ego.
"How much do you want me?"
"I want you so bad, my goddess. I want to ravish you. I want to make your legs shake in pleasure. I want to fuck you until dawn... or until I am already enough with you. Or until you beg at me to stop already." His ragged breath filled up the chamber which became a melody to my ears.
"Do you really want me that much?" I asked, teasing him more.
My purpose was to make him feel pain in between his legs. This was to make him not be able to sleep so he would think of me on how he would relieve himself.
"So much, my goddess. I really want you so bad..."
A wicked smile plastered on my lips, feeling satisfied at his answer. "Well..." I paused and caressed his head which Frederick leaned more to my touch. He looked like a lost puppy with the way he looked right now. He even begged at me through his gaze. "We must go to sleep." I tapped his cheek.
On that moment, Frederick growled in disappointment. I chuckled and winked at him.
If he thought that I would do something about his arousal right now, then he was wrong about it.
After all, that wasn’t my pleasure I wanted. All I wanted was to be focused on mine only.