Erotic Trap

"Nathan was what my mother used to call me. It was the name my parents gave at birth but which disappeared from me as I grew older." Clingy's cold words pierced the air towards Alorea's drunk ears.

"How did it disappear?" She was eager to hear more.

"When I was a child, I used to be favoured by the king of the rising sun. Unlike any other servant child, the alpha looked at me with a smile on his face. He made me sit with his own grandchildren, Scorpio and his brothers. And we learnt together. But as time went on, the joy of being the alpha's favourite disappeared when the alpha slept and did not wake up again, forever."

The breeze blew on the outside, carrying a cold wave across the window into the room.

"The new king, Scorpio's own father, he took the throne. And that was when everything changed. As a child, I had no idea what was going on. I was still behaving the same way I did before the death of the former alpha. I sat where the royal kids sat, I learnt what they learnt, I did what they did, till finally, the royal servants started to push me away. When I did not yield, they decided to punish me whenever they saw me with the royal blood. But that did not stop me, I was so used to being with them. So I got punished, over and over and over again. The palace servants would often ask while punishing me, 'why are you being so clingy?' Scorpio used to be there when they said that, that was where he took the name from. One day, he told me that he would allow me to follow him around if I start answering to the new name he wanted to give me. And that I would be his servant. I was happy. I thought, anything that would make me be with them, I was ready to take it..."

As Alorea listened, her drunken state faded slowly in sadness. Here before her was a boy who wanted company, but only became a pest. She felt for him, even if the feeling was doused by the staggering effect of the wine.

"The day my father died saving the life of Scorpio, he called me to his side and said something crazy. He said, 'I am not your father' and 'you are not their slave'. He called me a prince. After whispering that to my ear, he fell dead. When I asked my mother the meaning of his words, she told me that it was a secret. The only way she would tell me this secret is if I am able to get a princess from another land to be my wife or at least to sleep with me. A princess. But I am just a slave. Mother said only then would she tell me my true birth story."

Was that the end of the story? Alorea did not care. She could only feel herself longing for this man. She longed for his touch. She longed for his feel, but he just remained there beside her, not making a move.

"Well then let us make your mother's wish come true..."

She lingered towards him, holding her irresistible lips in his direction. He had no choice. Even if he did not want to, he could not resist their taste.

Their mouths met in the centre, and their smashing lips grazed one another slowly, moving upwards and down again.

"You're drunk..." He said, trying to back away.

But she was soon sitting above him, taking off the bodily disguise away from her face, away from her body. Her bare skin lay before him, sitting above him. In her full beauty, a temptation to die for. Another cool breeze blew in from behind, sending erotic sparks down Alorea's spine.

Before he could make a decision, her falling breasts tingled down his open lips and while he pressed it away, her body vibrated over his, sliding back and forth to make him harden without choice.

Soon, moans emitted from their room, competing with the humming noise of the breeze outside.

He took control in a blink, turning her around to kneel and bend away from his face. With submission, she waited as he drove his sword through her from the back, hard and strong.

She bit her lips as he went through harder across her hidden world, thrusting with all force.

The night went on and on, receiving sparks of moans and groans of pleasure. By the time he was done with her, Alorea found herself slipping down the hills of slumber and ended up in the land of sleep, totally exhausted by his dominant strikes.

When she woke up, she craved more of him. But the sun was up now and almost in the centre of the sky, how on earth did she sleep for that long? Whatever he had done to her, it was poisonous, she reckoned. At the same time, she wanted more of this poison.

She slid her hands towards the side of her bed, hoping to grab hold of him again. But all she could grab was the scattered lines of fabric which had been destroyed during their sexual race the other night.

When she turned to see, he was not beside her.

"Clingy?" She rolled to the end and stood on her feet. Her clothes were scattered in all directions so grabbed a bed sheet to cover herself as she approached the bell.

When the attendant came in, he was shocked to take one look at her. But Alorea ignored his expressions.

"Where is Clingy?" She asked.

"Clingy? Who is Clingy?"

"My husband. Where is my husband?"

"You don't have an husband. You came here last night on your own, all alone."

No. That did not make sense to Alorea. She knew she had come in with Nathan just a few hours ago.

Wait... Nathan?

"Nathan was what my mother used to call me. It was the name my parents gave at birth but which disappeared from me as I grew older..." She suddenly remembered his words.

Nathan? Was he the same Nathan? But that was not possible?

"Since you still seem drunk, madam. I will leave you to get better." The man left her with a shocked expression still present on his face.

"Drunk?" She was drunk last night. She had sex with him... He was just right there with her. Why are they saying that she came here alone.

Then she remembered. The claws of power.

She rushed to the place where she threw her dress. The claws were tightly sipped on inside of her dress before they came here the other night, but it was not there now. It had disappeared.

"No.. no.. no"

Clingy would not betray her. That was not possible. He would not...

She rushed to check the mirror, princess Alorea was standing right before her. That was why the attendant was in shock to see her. Her disguise was no longer there. That meant she was no longer safe in that place. They would soon come for her.

In a jiffy, she arranged her things and dressed herself in the twinkle of an eye. She had to leave this place as soon as possible and find Clingy or Nathan before he got to the palace with the claws of power. He must be planning to present it to Shereena. This must be the plan all along... To set her up... Flur warned her, how did she not see this coming...?

A knock came from the door.

"Hello, Miss. We would like you to open up".

That voice! She recognized it! It was the scarred leader of the giant foxes!!