CHAPTER 27

CHAPTER 27
VALERIA POV

His hands rested on my lower back and my knees buckled, almost turning jelly. I was more aware of his scent now when he stepped closer and I wish I could just ignore him but he smells so good.

“All done.” He said and I could finally breathe.

I stepped back and parted my lips. I knew better than anyone that I can't change in the room so I made my way to the bathroom quickly and locked the door from the back. My back pressed against the door. When I shift forward, my hand lazily touches where he touched and I curse in a murmur.

The bathtub was designed with soap bubbles and petals of flowers with a vanilla scent. The maids actually did a good job and I wonder what will happen if we are actually married. They will do more than this then.

I took my bath and changed into a towel. I tried to look for a bathrobe to wear to sleep but there was none.

“Ah. He clearly said he prefers sleeping naked Val..how could you forget that?” I asked my voice in a low tone before making my way back to the room.

Closing the door gently, I tiptoed slowly towards where my clothes were when my head hit the wall of a hard muscle. I raised my head instantly and came face to face with Lycan king Xyrus.

“Is there something you are looking for?” He asked and I gripped the towel tightly around my chest.

If it all falls off, I swear I won't forgive myself. He was putting on black pants now with his chest bare and the moon cast its glow on it for me to see the tiny hairs.

He asked me a question and I couldn't believe I almost forgot that.

“I am looking for a bathrobe but I didn't see any,” I told him without stuttering.

It will be bad if I suddenly start fidgeting. He will see it as cowardice.

“You can wear my shirt.” Lycan king Xyrus said and went to his closet. When he came back he was holding a white shirt with long sleeves.

I looked at it, sceptical of taking it because I am not sure if this is actually the best decision.

“You can forget about it.” He said with a click of his tongue and I quickly blocked his way.

I will have to swallow my pride. He said the maid will be watching us so there is no point in going out right now.

“I will wear it,” I said, holding on to the dress as if my life depended on it.

He is sleeping naked and I can't risk doing the same.

“Thank you. I will be comfortable in it” I said and he released the shirt.

I took it and ran back inside the bathroom. The shirt actually smells of him and I doubt he has even worn this shirt.

I get rid of the towel and wear the shirt. The sleeves were actually longer than my hand but that is not actually what I am concerned about. The shirt barely covers my thighs.

“Just breathe and act just like the way you always do,” I said and got out of the bathroom.

When I stepped outside, he was holding his iPad in his hand, standing just beside the curtains of the window and I wondered what he was actually planning to do.

“Thank you for the shirt,” I said when he suddenly raised his hand.

What?

Is he seriously telling me to stop talking when I was actually trying to thank him?

“There is no point in shutting me up when…” He dropped the iPad on the desk and walked towards me at an inhuman speed.

His hand caught my waist and I went still. For two fucking seconds, I couldn't breathe and he pressed a finger to my lips.

I realised something was actually wrong so I kept quiet and tried to listen instead. It was one of the maids and the elders talking.

“Did you make sure to do everything I told you to do?” the elder asked. I know they are not even anywhere near this vicinity but I could hear them because I am not just a normal werewolf.

“Yes. As long as she inhaled the scent, they wouldn't be able to avoid it tonight” The maid replied.

“Good. They need to produce an heir. Good work.” The elder said and then we heard their retreating footsteps.

Lycan king Xyrus let go of my waist and looked at me.

Are you okay?” He asked and I nodded.

“I don't think the scent is that potent to…” My words were cut short when I felt my senses heightened.

I don't…”

“What is wrong?” He asked, coming to my side and that was the first mistake.

My hands involuntarily moved towards him and pressed on the tattoo on his shirt. He went still as if his entire being froze under my touch.

I stepped closer, closing the distance between us and tiptoed. My mouth parted and I licked his chest with my tongue.

“Shit!” he cursed and I giggled like a drunk woman. I am half conscious and I don't know if this is my desire acting up or the scent which somehow mirrors what I needed.

There is no way in hell, I am doing that when I am sober but the scent fucking works and I want him to satisfy the aching need between my thighs.

When I tried to go for his nipple this time, he carried me in his arms and I yelped in excitement.

“Where are you taking me huh? You don't like me?” I asked him.

“As much as I want to fuck you Valeria, we will do it when you are sober.” He said and my ears reacted first before goosebumps travelled down my skin.

“God forbid, I will be called a rapist.” He said and I giggled because that actually made me calm a bit. I might actually be in control of this so I let him do whatever he was going to do.

He took me to the bathtub which I had ignored the first time and placed me inside

“Fuck it's cold.” I cussed with coldness.

“It will work like magic. Just sit there quietly.” He cautioned.

“No. I don't want this.” I said, ready to get up but he pressed me down instead and I swallowed, admitting defeat.

I looked at him and he held my gaze.

“Maybe he is not entirely that bad.” I thought to myself and closed my eyes.