Chapter 12 "I belong to you"
"Your Majesty!" The man bows to Conrad.
"You're back." I say, walking quickly towards him.
I embrace his body, feeling that warming and intoxicating heat. I missed him madly, just like my she-wolf who howled happily. I feel his lips on my forehead, placing a loving kiss.
"What are you doing in this part of the castle, Richard?" Conrad's voice is deep and serious.
I feel his body stiff. I keep my arms around his waist, but now I stand sideways, facing his expression. It was still King Conrad there, and possibly a brave companion.
"I was asked to take care of the largest in the castle, Your Majesty," Richard asks.
I focus my attention on him. The blond man stares at us confused, especially at my arms around his king.
"Is she your mate?" Richard asks, looking only at me.
Another growl escapes Conrad, even more violent than the first. I am quickly pushed behind Conrad's body, as if great danger lay ahead. I am caught off guard, stunned by the swift and unexpected movement.
"If you dare look at her again, I'll tear your eyes out!" Conrad's cry seems to echo throughout the castle.
I stare at him in astonishment, as does Richard. The poor man was red-faced, fearing for his life.
"I beg your pardon, Your Majesty. I swear I wouldn't dare look at your Luna that way!" Richard says, kneeling.
I stare at Conrad, who looks at Richard without any pity. This wasn't right.
"Get out of here!" Conrad says arrogantly.
Richard gets up quickly, extremely frightened. The man rushes away, as if he fears Conrad intensely. Conrad turns towards me, his gaze calmer, but still firm.
"What happened here?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.
It's my turn to raise an eyebrow and look at him ironically.
"What happened here?" I repeat his question ironically. "I should be asking that!" I reply firmly.
"How?" He asks, confused.
"What kind of nonsense was that? Is this how you use your elevated position? Make others kneel and beg for mercy?" I ask loudly, showing how furious I am.
"You are mine, Luna! Mine! No man, not even the soldiers I trust, can touch you!" He says firmly, moving closer to me.
"That doesn't give you the right to act this way, Conrad! It was just a coincidence, and you acted as if he wanted to steal me." I ask furiously.
"You really can't see the obvious, Maya. He was desiring you, I saw it in your eyes. Especially the disappointment at knowing you are my Luna. Do you really think I would forgive the desire that had passed through your eyes?" "He questions, crossing his arms.
I huff and leave, walking quickly through the castle. Soon we are the target of everyone's stares, who seem to observe us with curiosity. I was walking fast and with a stressed expression. Conrad was following me. Somehow, I knew he wasn't stressed anymore.
I test my thoughts when, before entering the room, I look back. I see Conrad staring at my body, with a smirk. I shake my head, entering the room. I hear his laugh and it makes me look at him, crossing my arms.
Conrad walks towards me, still with a smile on his lips. His arms wrap around my waist and his lips try to reach mine, but I turn away.
"I can't apologize for protecting what belongs to me," he says firmly, moving towards my neck.
Conrad begins to distribute small kisses around my neck, almost as if he were trying to discover the dependence my body had on him." My whole body shivers and I let out an involuntary sigh, and then I feel Conrad's smile on my skin.
"No one can look at you with desire, much less believe they can have you. You are mine! Every part of your body belongs to me."
When he finishes speaking, Conrad quickly lifts me onto his body. I wrap my legs around his waist and press our bodies together. His hand roams possessively over my body; he seems to want to mark every part of me.
"Say you belong to me, Maya," he commands while kissing my breasts, still hidden by my clothes. "Say you will never again let any man touch what belongs to your king."
His rough hand goes to my hair, pulling it back. I moan at his brutality, feeling my center become wet and sensitive.
"Say it, Maya!" His order becomes more rigorous.
I moan again, unable to control my own body or mind.
"I belong to you, Conrad. You are the only one I want to touch me," I say breathlessly, beginning to feel an almost painful need.
I see the expression of possessiveness and desire etched on Conrad's face. Our lips meet in another rough, needy kiss. I feel him placing me on a table and distancing our bodies further, as if he wanted to limit the intimacy.
I take advantage of having more space and slide my hand to his pants. I go straight for his bulge and squeeze. I interrupt the kiss, too surprised to continue. I didn't know what size it should be, but something told me that it wasn't normal.
I squeeze again, trying to feel the outline properly. I ignore the touch and start to unbuckle his belt, needing to understand it with my eyes.
"Hey, hey! We can't do this yet." Conrad tries to hold my hands, but I dodge.
I completely ignored him, too curious to understand 'that'.
I take off his belt and can already see part of his underwear. The beginning of his 'instrument'.
The 'head', as I've heard some women express it, was prominent and thick. It looked like a mushroom. But the size, it couldn't be normal.
"Please, Maya. Stop it." Conrad seems to be pleading. Conrad tries to zip up his pants and I push his hands away, ignoring his hoarse, pained voice. Instead, I pull down his pants, getting a full view.
It was quite noticeable and, impressively, it was moving too. It was making little jumps, as if begging me to finish pulling the fabric down. But the size still bothered me. Was this normal? I wonder, should it really be that big?