Chapter 82. One Night
Ashley
I felt a little light headed watching him stared back at me from his seat. The lights dancing in his brown eyes and when my gaze move down to his red lips which is a little bit moist from the wine, I felt the heat from my throat traveled down to the pit of my stomach.
I don't know how it happened but then all of a sudden I became aware of his face being closer to mine, when a few seconds ago he was a few feet apart from me.
"You look pretty even when your drunk."
His comment in a deep voice is followed by a low chuckle. "No, I am not drunk. I can still feel my face and my hands."
I giggled and put my hands towards his chest in a helpless attempt to push him away, I can smell his breath mixed with the wine and it's making me feel dizzy. But it's like pushing away the thick walls of the palace. He didn't budge.
"Why are you pushing me?"
He whispered huskily. Both of his hands covered my own and then he grab me from the couch pulling me upwards to stand away from it. I became fully conscious of how our height differ from each other when I crane my neck just to meet his gaze.
"You're skin is hot."
I murmured when I felt the smooth texture of his skin against my palm as he pressed my hand in his naked chest keeping me trap in between his legs while standing. Maybe it was the wine but I don't feel shy or felt an impulse to walk away. I just stood there looking up at him expecting something that might happen next.
"Yes, because I am a wolf and not to mention that I am this close to a pretty little thing like you."
"I'm not a thing!"
I pouted my lips and frowned but I know that he is just messing with me. "Yes you are not, I'm sorry about that. Now what am I going to do with you Ash?"
I guessed the question had me confused. I wanted him to start lowering his head and let him press his luscious lips against mine. I wanted to experience my first kiss and if it is from a man as hot as him then it would be like a dream come true. He is a wolf strong and powerful, but he is also a man hot and virile. I wasn't aware that my eyes closed in half dreamily, expecting for my first kiss to happen.
"You should get some sleep now little girl and wait till your parents come and get you soon."
The kiss didn't happen instead I felt my legs being lifted up from the floor as he carries my entire weight walking slowly towards the edge of the bed. There is no objections in my part, I feel warm and comfortable against his strong hold. I could hear his heartbeat in my ears and it's giving me relief.
Then I feel the soft bed behind me when I opened my eyes wide again seeing his handsome face close to mine as he laid me down in the matress. "Sleep here and I'll take the couch, I will stay up and watch you. Do not think of anything else just get some rest and tomorrow your parents will be here."
His voice is like a sleeping pills that is pulling my eyes to close tightly together and it didn't took long before I succumb to the call of the dreamland. However before that I felt a soft feather like texture that presses on top of my forehead followed by his bid goodnight.
"Good night sweet girl, dream of me."
Prince Vincent
The only noise I heard inside my room is the clock ticking followed by her slow and rhythmic breathing. I leaned my back against the soft couch and watch her against the semi darkened light of my room, I envy how she sleeps peacefully like an angel. She is quick to gave her trust, what if the one who made her drink and fell asleep is another wolf in the palace?
I poured myself another goblet of vodka I'm full, after the wine I tried the colorless liquor to make me fall asleep in the couch. But sleep won't come thinking about the fight happening in town which is lead by my own father. I have no doubt that he would win and yet I can't bring myself to relax. I wanted to wait for their return home and hear the good news from them.
While I gulp down the liquid my eyes tried to close and I succeeded in pushing those worries away. But the image of Ashley sleeping in my own bed replaced those thoughts and made me feel suddenly hot all over. My eyes opened wide.
I move my feet on the floor and start getting up from the couch then I walk slowly to the side of the bed where Ashley is sleeping peacefully. I watch her hair spread endlessly against my pillow and her face free of worries. Her eyebrows well defined and her small long nose and a soft red lips that is slightly moist from the red wine.
I wanted to lower myself and taste them, but suddenly she stirred. She must be dreaming of her parents when she started moaning and a sob escape her lips. I was quick to hold her shoulders.
"Shhhhhh. It's just a dream sweetheart, don't cry."
Something stirred in my heart when a tear drop fell on the corner of her eyes.
"Oh shit!"
I cursed myself when I couldn't hold on any longer. I sat down on the bed and pulled her against my chest. Not thinking about the consequences of my act. She started sobbing and wrap her arms around my neck tightly.
Groaning in both worry and pleasure by the feel of her soft breast being pressed tightly against my chest, I had to bit my lips to control the desire to crush her lips and take her right now. My hands are trembling, I ache to touch her some more.
"Stop crying Ashley, I assure you that your parents will be alright. It won't be long and the warriors will come home victorious."
I place my hand against her back while the other one is tightly wrapped around her waist, hoping that she will stop crying. I think it work when I feel her slowly loose her grip around me. When I checked on her face, I then found out that she is back in her sleep.
"Alright, just go back to sleep now everything will be alright."
My heart started pumping loudly when I began to lower her back in the bed, hoping she have overcome a bad dream.
I let out a heavy sigh and pulled the thick comforter to cover her and make her sleep. Since when did I start caring for a human girl? This is the first time I have exerted an effort to help one. I have known humans to be frail and I cared about them but not the same way as I am doing now.
Perhaps it is the order of my father which makes me feel concern towards this human girl in my bed. My bed where I haven't let another soul sleep in it beside myself. This is a first but I am not feeling bad about it, in fact there is this warm feeling in my heart just by looking at her lying there.
It feels as though she belonged in this room and in my bed. I shake my head and turned away from her, I needed a quick nap to ease my mind. I am thinking too much about her and I know this is not good.