Filed to story: The Rejected Werewolf Princess (Camilla & Tyson) by Didi Adeyemi >>
“If anyone is ever going to use the tunnels without our knowledge, we might as well make sure that they don’t succeed. Can you do this?”
She nodded and gently took it out of my hands. “I will make sure no one but me knows where it is.”
Once that was done, I left in search of Ryker. I made my way towards the dungeons but was told that he had already left. I was confused as to why he would leave and not come looking for me. The confusion got even worse when I realized that he was not in our room. I began to worry when I tried his mind link and realized that I could not reach him.
I went out searching for him making sure to ask the guards but nob*dy had seen him. It was like he had disappeared from the surface of the earth. I forced myself to keep calm as I walked through the halls of the palace in vain. It took almost one hour before I felt a tug in the mate bond. It felt like confusion and worry but I knew it wasn’t mine. I allowed it consume me and lead me out of the palace doors.
I found myself walking through the gardens until I got to the edge of the forest. It led me to a small stream and that was where I found Ryker. He was shirtless with his back to me and I saw his shirt lying on the floor stained with blood. I took slow steps towards him and he didn’t notice _my presence until I accidentally stepped on a twig. His head turned in an instant and for a split second, I saw a flash of the predator that everyone was terrified of before his eyes softened upon realizing who I was.
“I was searching for you,” I spoke softly as I took the spot next to him. I reached out for his hand but he wouldn’t let me hold it and I realized that it was because although he had tried to wash off the blood, his palms were still red. “I don’t mind.”
“I do.”
“What’s wrong, Ryker?” I asked and he shrugged. There was a look in his eyes that I couldn’t decipher. “You could at least try talking to me.”
“It’s been a while since I have had to hurt anyone,” he sounded like he was speaking more into the wind than to me. “I forgot how powerful it could feel. There is a rush that comes from having someone’s life in your hands. It is addictive.”
I didn’t quite understand the appeal so I just listened.
“It brings a rush with it, your blood is rushing in your ears and you feel untouchable.”
“So what’s the problem?”
He turned to me. “Nothing, I just needed a second to calm myself before coming to you. If I didn’t-”
He trailed off and that was when I realized what the expression in his eyes was- want. It was so intense that it threatened to knock me off my feet. All I could do was stare and swallow deeply. Ryker reached out and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ears. He grimaced when he looked down at his hands on my skin and tried to pull it away but I stopped him by grabbing it.
“Camilla,” his voice was hoarse. “I don’t think you should be touching me right now.”
“Why not?” he tried to pull away again.
“I can’t be gentle with you right now.”
“I don’t want gentle.”
CAMILLA’S P.O.V
He let out a groan and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like ‘thank the goddess’ as he k*ssed me- claimed was a more appropriate term for what he did. His hand cupped the back of my head to angle it just the way he wanted. I was practically helpless against him because I couldn’t keep up with the pace he was setting. It was different but it was exhilarating at the same time.
He pulled me into his lap so I was straddling him. I landed directly over his erection and I let out a strangled moan which Ryker swallowed by sl*pping his tongue into my mouth. He devoured every inch of my mouth as his tongue explored me. His hand moved from my head to grip my hips and roll it directly over his in slow and torturous strokes. I was a moaning mess in his lap but I wanted more. My dress was too thick and it didn’t allow for me to feel every inch of him.
As if he were thinking the same thing, he reached down for the n*eckline of my dress and ripped it apart in one clean move. I let out a gasp and pulled back to look down at my exposed chest. Ryker pushed my dress off my shoulders leaving me in just my corset and under skirt. It was not the most sensual thing but he looked at me as if I were his favorite treat. Before I could speak, he reached out and ripped my corset the same way he did with my dress.
This time, he didn’t push it off my b*dy before he leaned down and took my n*pple into his mouth. His mouth was warm and it had my head titling back especially when he grazed his teeth over it and bit down hard enough to make my vision blur. There was something erotic about the boundary between pain and pleasure. It was exhilarating and it stuck a cord in me that I didn’t know existed.
I didn’t notice when he lay me on the ground and pulled down my skirt in one quick move. He sat on his knees and began working the buttons on his shirt. “I want to taste you so bad and I want your mouth on my co ck but I feel like I am going to die if I don’t get inside of you right now.”
“I want you too,” I moaned unable to keep the pleasure out of my voice. I was already wet, I didn’t need him to do anything else but get inside of me.
I watched him shed his clothes and he settled between my thighs. He leaned down to press a soft k*ss to my n*eck. The bite from the grass was at contrast with the softness of his k*ss. He ran his hands down my b*dy before coming to settle at my waist.
“You know that I love you right,” he began and I hummed not knowing why he suddenly said it. “Good, I want you to remember that because for a second, it might feel like I don’t.”
I was about to ask what he meant by that but he suddenly fl*pped me over and ran his hands down my spine so he could position me just the way he wanted. It wasn’t the most comfortable position to be arched down against the grass but when I felt the head of his co ck tease my entrance, all my discomfort was forgotten and I pushed my a*s back into him.
Ryker moaned and gripped my hips tight. “Do that again, f**k.” I repeated the action swallowing the head of his co ck but he pulled out. “Not yet, baby, I need to know that you want it.”