Chapter Seventeen: Unwanted Longing

Seraphina POV

Lost the chance.

He dared look me in the eyes and told me that, especially when he had never given me the chance.

I pushed with all my might, trying to get him to get off me, but if my struggles affected him, he didn't show it.

Instead, he added pressure to his hold so I couldn't wiggle around him,

I hated how my body burned down the pits of my stomach and how my thighs were locking with heat.

"Stop struggling." He said with gritted teeth.

"Let me go!" I struggled again, punching him,

"If you keep moving then I might actually fuck you."

That stopped me immediately, and I also noticed the tent in his trousers. This giant tent was shooting up my stomach.

My legs weaken at the feel,

If he felt this big, then how would he ever be able to get it inside me?

Wait what?

"Oh. Unless it's what you want." A proud smirk appeared on his face.

"In your dreams." I hated how unsteady my voice sounded.

"Oh baby I have done more than that in the dreams, though nothing compares to the real thing."

"What.." my words were cut short as his lips slammed into mine, devouring me, owning me.

I pushed at him.

Or more like I tried to, but he deepened the kiss, and I felt so tempted to open my lips, to get lost in his kisses. So I clamped my lips shut.

But when he bit my lips hard, I parted them involuntarily, and he seized the opportunity.

He kissed me as if his life depended on it; his kisses felt strong and hazy and meant to dominate and punish.

I couldn't help the moans that escaped my lips.

And rather than struggling, I held on to him as though the feeling would stop if I didn't.

This needed to be corrected.

I should be fighting him.

I should be mad at him.

And yet I was moaning shamelessly in his arms.

His hands had slipped down to my breasts as he palmed it over his hands, causing me to arch my back,

He circled my nipples and then tugged on it,

"Sttttooopp." I meant that as a warning, but it came out as a plea.

"You sure flower? Your body says otherwise."

I hate him; I hate how he could wrench these feelings from me.

He palmed my sex through the clothes, and suddenly, I hated them, I wanted them out of my body,

And he took the clothes off like he could read my mind.

His eyes darkened at the sight of me in just my undies, and I could see the lust swirling in his eyes.

He leaned in and captured my lips, this time harder; he tugged on my lower lips, biting hard, but this time, I bit harder, and I felt something metal hit my tongue.

Blood, I didn't know if it was his or mine, but the groan escaping his lips said he liked it. And oh, I liked it.

Then, soon, he was getting rid of my bra and pants, and now I lay fully unclothed and Bare for him.

He got rid of his clothes, and oh, my legs heated at the sight of his toned muscles and six-pack, his broad shoulders, and, oh, his cock.

It was so massive that it scared me.

And he didn't even give me any signal as he just slammed into me in a go,

A moan broke out of my lips as a mixture of pleasure and pain enveloped me,

"Shit shit shit." He cursed.

"You're a virgin." A look of possessiveness swirls his eyes.

He moved slowly, trying to get me to adjust to the feel of him,

"Oh fuck. You are so tight." He groaned, his voice doused in pleasure.

He picked up his pace and began moving with rhythm.

"Mine." Thrust.

"Fucking mine."

Thrust

Thrust

Thrust

I was soon reaching that wave; I screamed while Roman moved some more till he pulled out and poured his seed all over my cunt.

We breathed harshly against one another.

"You are mine, every inch of you belongs to me." He whispered in my ears.

In the following days, I tried my hardest to avoid Ronan, and even though I had enjoyed every bit of his claim, I hated the guilt I felt afterward.

More accurately, I hated how closed off Ronan became after it; after our first intimate claiming, he just got up and left.

And now he wasn't even trying to come after me, unlike before when I avoided him; he would always corner me and make me talk to him.

I should feel relieved that he wasn't looking at me. But yet, I couldn't help the disappointment that tugged at my chest.

Maybe it was for the best; after what Lena revealed, I should stay far away from Ronan.

He killed his pack members, or more accurately, he participated in it; if he hadn't saved Kyros or just killed him, he wouldn't have become the beast Kyros became.

He wouldn't have bitten everyone off.

Lena told me about how Ronan had been searching for Kyros after he ran away from the pack, and when he found Kyros, he tried to convince him to return to the pack.

And then Kyros, being Kyros, drugged him and made him drink the potion that would turn him into a beast,

Kyros deceived him that he was ready to change and return to the pack.

And when they did return back to the pack, the potion had taken its effects, and Ronan hurt his people,

They screamed, and instead of helping them, he tore at them; Lena said it was like he had become another person.

A monster.

When he eventually regained his senses, Kyros and he had already massacred the whole pack.

"Hey," A petite girl called for my attention. She had her hair dyed in a pink bob,

"Hey."

"where is Ms Lena office."

"Uhm… it's two turns to your left."

She was biting and trembling her lower lip, which showed nervousness.

Now, looking at her face, I realized I hadn't seen her around; seems as though she was a new student,

"Do you need help?"

"Uhm… I wouldn't want to bother you."

"It's no bother." I remembered my first day, how shitty it was, and how I needed someone to help me; Emma had ditched me after she found out that I was a lobizona.

Someone I didn't want that fate on her.

"Walk with me and I'll show you, what is your name."

"April van doren." A small smile spread on her face as we walked to the office,

"I'm Seraphina Blackwood."

"The mutant?"

I would be trendy if the new students knew me. Not a good thing, though.

I forced a smile.

"Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude."

"It's okay, I'm used to it, so you must be new here, what is your creature? Vamp, wolf or witch?"

"Vamp. My parents just moved into town, and they thought this school would be great, though I wish we could just go back home." Sadness pooled her eyes at the mention of home,

"Hey. I understand how hard it can be, and if you need my help, I'll be happy to give it."

"You're so sweet. Thanks."

After that encounter with April in the hallways, we started hanging out, and immediately, it felt like we had been destined to be friends,

She spoke a lot about her family, ex-boyfriend, and how he was a cheater, and then she told me about her best friend back in her hometown. And I felt a bit jealous. And when I told her that, jokingly. she told me that I was officially her best friend.

She was that sweet.

Now we were in my room, talking and giggling.

"I can't believe you were that naughty as a child." April's laughter echoed in my room.

"I wasn't, I just loved being free."

"Uh Hun, speaking of free, would you be free to come to the academy ball? Wait do you have a date already?"

Oh, Ronan.

"I wouldn't call it a date. As a matter of fact I wouldn't like to go."

"Why not?"

"The students hates me, the teachers also, in-fact I'm not wanted, so isn't it better to stay out of their vicinity?"

"Nonsense, no one gives a damn about these entitled snobs, we are going, and we are going to have the best time of our life."

I have always loved April's positivity and never cared what people thought of her.

Being with her always helped shut out the rest of the world.

"Fine."

"Yess!"

I chuckled,

"Alright we have to find a new dress, ASAP,"

"Argh." I faked and groaned. "You mean shopping?"

"Damn right."

On the day of the ball, I was dressed in a night blue dress that had slit to the side and had a C neckline. My hair was packed up to accentuate my neckline.

April wore a black sleeveless dress; she looked like dark Barbie.

We danced independently, and we could shut everyone out true to her words.

We were now standing at the edge of the ballroom giggling; April was telling me the gossip she gathered from being here.

But I had been sneaking gazes to look for Ronan; he wasn't at the ball.

So much for asking me out about it.

"Hello cupcake, you look beautiful," Ciaran asked as he approached us if I mentioned that he had been trying to get my attention.

"Likewise." I said in a cold tone.

"Would you like to dance?"

"I did a while back with April."

"Hey don't be rude, Of course she would love to dance." April chipped in.

I glared at her,

"He's hot, and he's also the vampire prince, getting in his favor is a good thing for me." She whispered in my ears,

"Well why don't you dance with him,"

"He wants you, now shoo."

She pushed me into Ciaran's arm, who seemed happy to have April play the wingman.

We got on the dance floor, and since it was a slow romantic song, we had to slow dance as Ciaran held my waist and pulled me close to him.

However, the moment got halted cause one moment I was in his arms, the next I was being tugged away from his arms to another warm and familiar ones,

"Hello flower, missed me?"