Chapter 168
Prince Deacon rolled onto his side, leaning on one elbow, looking at her, “I am not so sure I want to share you anymore.”
Sanura chuckled.
“What does a vampire have that a werewolf doesn’t?” Prince Deacon asked.
“Youth and the feeling, when they bite,” she smiled looking at him.
“That’s it?” Prince Deacon asked.
“Yes. I never thought I can reach cl*max without the toxins of a vampire bite, but you have proved wrong,” she smiled.
“If it is youth you want then I can arrange it,” Prince Deacon said, taking in her beauty, her golden-brown eyes clear with the bed lamp shining on her.
“What do you mean?” Sanura asked, interested.
Prince Deacon caressed her skin, starting from her lips and tracing his fingers down to her bre@st, to her navel and slipping his fingers between the folds of her womanhood, stroking her cl*toris, “I merely have to ask a vampire to let you drink from them and they will gladly let you without even expecting to drink from you. If it is the intoxication, you are after then I will ask Wynn to bite you.”
Sanura started to moan in pleasure again as prince Deacon made his way down her body with his mouth all the while he kept a good rhythm with his fingers on her cl*toris.
“Oh, my word!” Sanura exclaimed when he started to suck her cl*toris.
Sanura grabbed a pillow and put it over her face to muffle her screams of pleasure. Her legs started to shake right before she org@smed, her cl*toris beating against his tongue.
“You are better than my former sister-wives,” Sanura said after removing the pillow from her face.
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Arriving at his room, Prince Vasili opened the door for Chione, thinking she was so petite, ‘Hopefully, I don’t accidentally break her.’
Chione walked over to the bed and started to undo her Egyptian robes before dropping them to the floor and crawling onto the bed. Prince Vasili caught sight of her rear end, ‘Guess I won’t be able to take her in that position?’ Prince Vasili felt himself grow stiff in his pants and started to take off his clothes, before awkwardly getting onto the bed.
He started to kiss her and even though she kissed him back he noticed that she was stiff and not really responsive, not even touching him, “I would say we don’t have to do this, but my parents expect me to consummate the marriage tonight.”
“I understand,” Chione said, parting her legs obediently.
Prince Vasili traced his hand over her bre@st, to her belly before finding the folds of her womanhood, gently parting the lips to have better access to her clitoris.
“Please let us just have s*x, no need for all that,” Chione said, tensing up.
“Are you sure? I know how to please you,” Prince Vasili said, his fingers still on her clitoris.
“I am sure,” Chione said, closing her eyes.
‘I wish I didn’t have to do this, she does not want it,’ Prince Vasili mind linked his parents.
‘Just get it done. I am definitely not in the mood for another Emily situation!’ Queen Lana’s voice rings in his head.
Prince Vasili could feel that he has lost his erecti0n at Chione’s unwillingness and his mother's voice in his head so he reached out and started to stroke himself so that he can get an erecti0n again. After trying for a while, he gave up and fell next to her, “F*ck.”
“What’s wrong?” Chione asked, opening her eyes.
“I can't do it if you don’t really want it,” Prince Vasili said, frustrated, after blocking out his parents and the elites of their pack.
“I am sorry,” Chione said, putting her hands over her exposed bre@st.
“Why do you cover yourself?” Prince Vasili looked over at her.
“Sorry,” she said again, dropping her hands to her side.
“No, I don’t mean it like that. I mean you are beautiful; your body is beautiful,” Prince Vasili said.
“Oh, thank you,” she puts her hands over her body again.
Prince Vasili took the bed cover that has been neatly folded open before they got to the room and pulled it over her body before getting up and putting on sleep pants.
“Will your parents not punish you?” Chione asked, conflicted.
“What do you think we are? We are grown-ass men,” Prince Vasili laughed at her silliness.
“But they punished Prince Deacon. I don’t want to die,” Chione said, filled with a hint of fear.
“My parents might be ruthless sometimes, but they won't dare break the treaty they have with prince Ra,” prince Vasili assured her.
“If you are sure,” Chione said.
“Get some sleep and don’t worry your pretty little head,” Prince Vasili said, turning to his side, putting his bedside lamp off.
“Will you grow old with me now?” Chione asked, not ready to sleep as she has so many questions.
“What do you mean?” Prince Vasili asked, turning around to face her, still able to see her clearly with his wolf night vision.
“You are a lycan, and I am human,” she said.
“Oh, that. Well, yes. Not so long ago I looked like a sixty-year-old, but the supernatural war had us in our wolf forms for the most part of it to ensure that we are the stronger species. When my claimed fated mate and our children and grandchildren got killed, I wanted to never shift again, I wanted the aging process to take its course and end me.”
“What happened?” Chione asked, feeling sad that he lost his family.
“Well, the fortress where we kept our loved ones safe got attacked due to an inside traitor giving away their location. My brothers, father, and I was away to sign a peace treaty but returned to burned-down ruins and the corps of our families. My mother and queen Amirah were saved by prince Andrew, queen Amirah’s son.”
“I know of them,” she said. “Those two queens don’t seem to like each other very much,” Chione said.
“They use to be best friends but I think queen Amirah blames my family for the disappearance of her claimed fated mate,” Prince Vasili enlightened her.
“So, all were-species has this fated mate thing going on?” Chione asked, wondering about it as queen Amirah was a were-owl species.
“Yes,” Prince Vasili said, bringing himself onto his elbow to see her better.
“Is it true that if a human drinks from a vampire, they will stay young?” Chione asked.
“Yes,” Prince Vasili answered, wondering if that was what she wanted but does not ask.
“Am I allowed to drink from them?” Chione asked.
“You are asking permission to drink from the Vampires?” Prince Vasili asked, a smile on his face.
“Well, you are my husband,” Chione reminded him.
“I will make the arrangements but with the treaty, my parents have with your former husband no vampire is allowed to drink from you,” Prince Vasili told her.
“I wonder why,” Chione said.
“To keep prince Ra’s secrets sealed inside your pretty heads, I guess,” Prince Vasili said, laughing.
After a few more questions and answers they fell asleep. Prince Vasili was the first to wake up the next morning, daylight streaming into the room as the curtains were never closed the night before.
Prince Vasili’s eyes fell on Chione’s naked bre@st, the sheets no longer covering her. Her face was peaceful as she slept. Prince Vasili felt his already erected manhood throb, “Damn I need to go relief myself.”
His words startle Chione, making her eyes fling open.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake up,” Prince Vasili said, pulling the sheets over his erecti0n. Chione stretched herself out, not realizing that she was still naked.
“Sorry,” she said, grabbing the sheets and pulling them over her body when she realized that she was not covered.
“You are going to be the end of me. I will have to arrange for another bed with drapes if I intend to stay sane,” he chuckled before gathering the bed sheet around himself and standing up, part of it being held by Chione.
Chione lets go slowly, exposing her naked body to prince Vasili’s eyes again, “I don’t want us to have separate beds, I intend to be a good wife and will do my best to satisfy your needs. Besides if I ever hope to have children then we will have to eventually consummate this marriage so better sooner than later.”
Prince Vasili let go of the bedsheet, making Chione gulp at the bulge in his sleep pants.
He took his pants off and re-joined her on the bed, pressing his naked body against hers, exploring her bre@st and lips with his mouth. “I am going to enter you now,” he warned her before pushing his erecti0n inside of her, making her gasp in pain.
