I promise I won't tell

“Let me down!” I tried to get the werewolf to put me down, but it seemed like his ears were having a hard time listening to my pleas.

He carried me on his shoulder until he reached one of the doors I was warned never to enter.

The werewolf knocked on the door before he opened it.

And when I thought I have gotten enough of this mistreatment, he threw me to the ground and locked the door behind him.

“Hey!” I rose from the ground and rushed to the door.

However, it was too late as he had already locked the door from outside.

“Hey! This is bullying, you know that, right?” I knocked on the door, hoping he might hear my pleas and come over to help me.

However, no one came to my rescue.

It's certain now, aside from my specie, none of the others can be trusted.

“Hey! If you don't open the door right this instant, I'm going to kill you!” I growled in anger.

This is the time when I wish I have my powers with me.

At least with them, I won't need to knock on the door.

Just a flick of my fingers, and I'm already out of the room I was thrown into.

“Were you the one listening to my conversation earlier?”

At the sound of the voice, I turned, only to lock eyes with the handsome werewolf whose voice made my blood hot.

“I—” I swallowed as I tried to come up with a good excuse.

It doesn't help that he was putting on a tight shirt, which left nothing to the imagination.

It wasn't fair at all!

How can someone have such a body when there are people who need them?

His hard abs and smooth chest, made me ache to run my hand through them. I bet they will be as smooth as they seemed.

Gods.

How I would have loved to touch them if he will allow me the opportunity to do that.

“You don't have to deny that, vampire. Your scent is still the same.” He came close to where I was standing. “Why were you looking at me? Did you get a kick from watching me?”

My throat went dry at the proximity, and my heart picked up beats. It was so loud, it was almost deafening.

“I—”

“Were you among the newly chosen ones?” He arched a brow at me.

“Yes, I was!” I stood up straighter. The proximity was affecting my nose.

It doesn't help the fact that his scent was taking over my senses.

Gods.

I'm dead.

Not only am I fantasizing about his body, but it seemed like his scent was almost killing me.

“You don't strike me like a guard.” He touched my cheeks, “how did you come here? Who chose you?”

“You.”

I breathed out before I can stop the words from escaping.

“What?” He frowned.

“I wasn't willing to come here. But now that I've seen you, I guess I know why I was brought to this place.”

“What are you talking about?” He took a step back.

“I don't even know what I'm talking about.”

And that was the truth. It seemed like another entity took hold of me, and I couldn't control it.

I wanted to feel his hand on me as he runs it down my body.

How I ache for him to grab my waist, and—

Shit!

What's wrong with me?

How can I—

“Who are you?” The king narrowed his eyes at me. “What are you doing—”.

“I don't— No, I think I know why I came here. I came for you, my darling.” I closed the distance between us, “I ache to have you touch me, my king.”

“Don't come any closer!” The werewolf king growled as his eyes changed colours.

The yellow of his eyes was so bright, it looked enchanting.

“Why?”

I took hold of the hem of my shirt and tore it without a moment of hesitation.

“Get out of my room!” He growled as he tried not to look at my naked chest.

“Do you mean that, my king? What's the harm of touching me for one night? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about it. I will let you do whatever you want with me, my king.

I promise I won't tell anyone,” I lick my lips.

Truthfully, I can't tell why I felt this way, but there was no way I could stop my hands from reaching out to touch him.

“Do you know what you are doing?” He asked in a lighter tone. “This is a crime—”

“It won't be if it's mutual. Don't worry, I won't say a word of this to any soul. All I need is to feel your touch on me. I promise I won't let anyone know.”

“Who—”

He didn't get to complete his words before I kissed him. I had to bite his lower lip to get him to open his mouth, and when he did, I slid my tongue into his warm, inviting mouth.

All my life, I've never kissed a soul before. Yet, it felt so natural to kiss him.

I wrapped my hand around his neck, and depend on the kiss.

At first, he tried to fight my hold on him, but when I flicked my tongue on his, it felt like his struggles left him.

I smiled when I felt him give up on his struggles.

He wrapped his hand around me and brought me close to him.

It didn't take long for him to take the lead, and I willingly gave it up.

It's not as if I know what next I was going to do.

Aside from the kisses I've seen others exchange, I've never seen people acting intimate before.

It was like a dance.

With his slippery tongue in my mouth and his hands on my waist, it seemed like we were having a slow sensual dance.