Thread: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows & Periodical)

Hey, Tatiana's voice was soft as Aubrey pulled her head away, her hand rising to cup her lover's face and bring it back, staring worriedly into her eyes, What's wrong? What is that beautiful brain thinking my Aubrey? Her words had made no sense. Forbid what? Tatiana was unsure what Aubrey did not want of Tatiana. Was it the kissing? They had gone much further than kissing before. Tatiana had seen the beautiful body hidden under the furs, as had Aubrey seen what lay under the dresses. There were no secrets between them. Not after how long they had known each other. Talk to me Aubrey, she sighed, taking her hands as she leaned into the shelf, staring at the redhead, Please. Upon hearing the approaching footsteps, Aeri had paled, her small body shaking as she stood near the bed, naked and afraid. The maids had left her, no one had given her clothes, and now he was approaching. She could smell him in the air, the scent getting stronger as he walked down the hall. When the doors opened she did her best not to jump, her wide grey eyes staring at him nervously. Sit. It was an easy command, and her knees practically buckled underneath her as she sat down on the bed, hoping that would be alright. She wanted to pull her knees up to cover her body but she didn't, remaining stock still as only her eyes moved with him, wondering what was to come. Would he beat her now? Rape her and take her virginity? Instead he surprised her with a glass of mead, the smell so strong as she sniffed that it made her choke. All senses in a werewolf were heightened to that of wolves, scent being their strongest. And the scent of this alcohol was too strong for the young innocent girl who'd never smelt it before, gagging as she held the glass to her lips, not wanting to anger him. Aeri had never had alcohol before, being only sixteen. She took the tiniest sip and grimaced, making a face that looked rather adorable on her as she pulled the glass away. Thank you, she squeaked out, looking over to him. For a second she forgot herself, staring at his handsome body sprawled out on the bed. In any other circumstance this would be a dream for a girl. A wealthy prince, an Alpha to be, with a gorgeous body. She was sure plenty of girls drooled over the idea, she wouldn't be surprised if there were many in his clan. But she wasn't free like them. She hadn't chosen this, she had been forced. Without expecting it he suddenly scooped her up by the waist and dragged her in, sitting her on his lap as he drank. Her eyes were wide as she held her tongue, staring at the mead in the glass, not wanting another sip. Fortunately he took the glass before he forced her to drink the rest, his attentions turning to her. And suddenly, she wished he'd go back to his drink, and ignore her. But instead he sat up and pushed her down into the bed, pining her there as his nose ran along her neck and into her hair. His hot breath ran along her skin, making it rise with goosebumps as she shivered. Her eyes squeezed shut, her heart pounding with what she feared was about to come. Yet at first his hands didn't move, only his mouth. His lips ran down to her shoulder and there he bit lightly, almost playfully, as his sharp teeth broke skin. She let out a squeak as he did, cutting it off short with a gritting of her teeth. Her body remained still and alert, feeling his tongue run down her soft tanned skin, licking the blood droplets as they fell. To her surprise it didn't feel horrible, neither the bite nor the licking, and it confused her as she wondered why she had liked it. As his lips grew busy at their task, so did his hands as they began to roam. They ran along her sides the up her belly, one softly cupping a breast. She gasped as he did, her eyes remaining squeezed shut as he pinched her nipple between her fingers. No one had ever touched her this way, had ever grasped her breasts over fondled her body. It all felt new, and terrifying, and somehow...somehow pleasurable. She hated to admit it to herself, and bile filled her throat at the thought that she could even feel a sliver of enjoyment from this prince that owned her. Owned her. Like she was nothing more than an object. So wrapped up in the fact he was cupping her breast, Aeri had forgot he'd been kissing and licking at her shoulder, suddenly feeling his tongue as he lapped at her neck, tasting the oil scented skin. She quivered at it, yet again confused about her mixed emotions as she lay under him, dwarfed by his size. She was a tiny girl, barely reaching five feet tall. Her mother had always said what she lacked in height she made up in beauty and brains. Not that it really had helped her in the end. As his tongue continued to lap at her neck, she was highly aware when his hand released her breast and started roaming south, her body tensing as it dipped lower and lower. She squeezed her legs shut on instinct as his hand past her navel, fear creeping into her. However he was much bigger than her and with one hand alone he forced her legs back open, his hand slipping between, feeling giant and foriegn between her legs. Tears pricked her eyes as she held her breath, trying hard not to shake and upset the prince. Please, she begged, her voice no more than a whisper, Please don't. She felt one finger slide along there, touching a part of her body no one had ever touched before, not even Aeri except when she was bathing. Her whole body shuddered as his finger ran along her overly sensitive folds. It wasn't a shudder of pleasure or want. It was a shudder of fear and understanding of his clear intentions. Whether she wanted it or not, he would take what wasn't rightfully his. He would take her virginity, enjoy and use her body, and there was so little she could do.