The Viking Alpha

love and war

MATURE CONTENT

(James POV)

She seemed quieter now. The anger was still in her eyes but her body language was impassive. Switching his look to the uneaten plate of food his brow furrowed. She needed to eat. She needed her strength. The growing cub inside her needed strength. How long had it been since she had a proper meal?
'You should eat.'
He saw her eyes glance at the tray then her face went almost completely white before she quickly looked away.
'Are you-'
Before he could finish the question she turned and vomited on the floor.
James rushed forward and picked the cloth napkin from the tray and handed it to her. Careful to give her her space. Even though every cell in his body was dying to comfort her.
She stood coughing. She suddenly shoved past him and grabbed the small plate of sliced cake before opening the door and sliding it out.
'Not a fan of sweets right now, I see.' The weak attempt of humor from him earned him a look from her. One that questioned his intelligence.
'Bring the queen a toothbrush and toothpaste from her bathroom. Quickly.' He mind linked to one of the maids.
'Well besides from the trauma, how have you been feeling? I'd like- I need to know, Cassandra. Please?'
A maid appeared and handed him the supplies. Her hand quivered. She then left quickly.
Shutting the door, he watched as Cassandra sat on the couch. Folding her arms over her stomach she bent her head back and stared blankly at the ceiling. Ignoring him.
'Silent treatment. Really, Cassandra? That's a bit childish, don't you think?'
Her response was her giving him the middle finger while still staring up.
He sighed trying to keep his temper cool.
'Cassandra. We have to talk. We need to try and at least be civil for our son.'
That seemed to have caught her attention.
He walked over to her. Her eyes never left him. Tracking his every step. She stayed, statue still, as he kneeled on the floor in front of her. He heard the broken debris crunch under his knees but he ignored it.
'Yes.' Gently he placed his hand on her stomach. 'Our son.'
He felt her stiffen at his touch but didn't push him away.
'What makes you so sure?'
He smiled softly. Happy he got her to talk even if her tone was frigid.
'You. After I bit you, you had a fever. You became delirious. You said you saw something. He was beautiful. You wanted him. You said I'd love him too.'
Her glare would have made Medusa proud.
'But you couldn't have known who I was talking about at the time. So let me guess. This was just more evidence of my adultery. Am I right?'
He bent his head as shame spread through him.
'Yes. I admit I did think that.'
She blinked rapidly and looked back up at the ceiling. The silence that came from her unnerved him. He was about to make her look at him when her voice sounded. Full of despair and lacking any hope.
'Don't you think you've done enough to me? Don't you think I deserve some peace now?' A silent lone tear slid down her cheek.
She scoffed and went to brush him off and move away. Placing his hand on her chest he kept her still.
'I beg you, Cassandra. Forgive me? Please.' Thinking he had nothing left to lose, but be rejected again, he became bold. He wrapped her arms around her waist and burrowed his face gently in her stomach. 'Please? I love you so much. I need you.'
Her heart rate sped up when he embraced her.
He felt her hands slowly move to his head. He felt as she gripped his hair. Then to his surprise and relief she was stroking it.
'I need to leave here. To go back where I belong. Don't you see that?'
'Away from me?' His head snapped up. The thought alone made his wolf go into a frenzy. To lose her just when he found her again.
A whimper then a snarl made it way out of his throat.
'I just need to think.' She ignored the snarl. Her hand tightened again on his hair.
'What's wrong with here? I'll give you space. Whatever you want. Your father won't be in any harm. Just please, Cassandra. Stay with me.'
She breathed deep.
'I can't think with you around. In captivity. I think at the very least you owe me that much.'
'Around me?'
'Yes. And could you please get up.'
Her face lost the hostile look. Now her cheeks were flushed. She stood swiftly and took the toothbrush and paste. He sat still on the floor for a moment as she brushed her teeth. Giving her a moment to clean herself up. As soon as he saw she was finished he stood again. She was leaning against the desk. Her small plump ass propped up on the front. Her arms folded and legs crossed at the ankles.
Walking over standing right in front of her again he made her look him in the eye. After all her bravado earlier, now she refused to look him in the eye.
'What's wrong?'
'Nothing. Everything.' She sounded flustered.
Confusion had his mind going in different directions. His wolf then started panting. He felt the heat coming from between her legs.
Really? She wasn't so immune to him after all. Now that they had been reunited the bond was back. At this thought his body turned hard as stone.
'Are you sure that's what you want Cassandra? For me to leave right now?'
His hands smoothed up her thighs. Slowly pushing her dress up her legs.
'Stop it.' Her hands tried to slap his away.
'Mmmm. Your body is saying something else right now.'
'Hormones...stupid fucking mate bond-I'm sure.' Her voice was now turning from firm to breathless.
'James, no. Don't. Sex is not the answer.'
A groan ascended from him.
'No Cassandra. Sex is not. But love-making can be a reminder of what we once had.' He nuzzled her throat and slowly worked down to her breast. His eyes looked up at her as he went. 'What we can still have, if you allow it.'
'You once offered me a deal. Do you remember?' Her words came quickly. As if she was trying really hard to work something out fast. 'You would return me for a visit to the human world as long as I came back with you.'
Pausing, he remembered. It was her first night here. Right after he took her.
'I want our child to have a stable life. Even if it's not a conventional one.' She pressed further.
'Go on.' His wolf was even silent.
'I'd say I'm about close to two months pregnant. If not a little more. You give me time to go back to the human world. With Lucas. Let me finish school. Give me time to think about things. In exchange, in about four or five months we work out an arrangement for the future. I'll come back when I'm close to giving birth. I'll give birth right here in this very room if you'd like. But as long as you promise to not do anything that will make me regret this little truce. Deal?'
The thought of her away again brought agony to his heart. His wolf was snapping his teeth in defiance.
He was in a panic. He wanted to give her what she wanted. He did owe her. But how could he stay away from her? Or his unborn cub?
Then a loophole to the deal came to him. As long as he worded the deal correctly.
Smirking he continued to kiss her body.
'I'll give you that. But I have a couple conditions. ' He conceded as his mouth now went in reverse and trailed back up her chest. He bit her hardened nipple through the fabric of her dress.
'What's that?' Her voice now was whispered.
Reaching up he played with the straps on her shoulders as he moved to kiss her neck.
'I'll let you go.' He breathed in her scent. His nose skimming the delicate skin below her ear. 'If you give me a few days here. That means each night you're with me. In our bed. I also get to see you every full moon. My wolf is most restless then.' Gently suckling at the place where he marked her before continuing. 'Give me that with your return to deliver here, and I give you my word. You'll never see me otherwise.'
Her head was back. Her eyes half closed. Finally giving himself what he craved since she was taken, he took her lips. Her mouth was as eager as his. Their tongues overlapped and tangoed. While his mouth had her mouth his hand went up her thigh. Inching closer and closer to her warm center.
'What do you say, Cassandra? Do we have a deal?' He husked in her ear.
He felt her hands rip open the front of his pants.
'Deal.' She sighed. He quickly picked her up and turned. While he held her up with one hand, he swept the desk with the other of supplies. Placing her back down he then pulled off her dress. He nearly came then. Just seeing her naked body again with the new changes had his body reacting like an adolescent school boy. With her he was always insatiable. But being starved for so long mixed with the joy of her being here again only added to the frenzy.
The fire glowed brightly behind them in the fireplace. Mimicking the metaphorical flame he felt now. Taking his time he traced every inch of her. She squirmed impatiently. While kissing her he pulled his shirt over his head. She pulled his pants down, releasing him. Her hands went to reach for him before he clamped his hands around her wrists.
'No. Too close.' He'd be damned if he'd be denied being inside her as he spilled.
Standing up straight he quickly stripped everything else off. Leaning back down he hoisted her up so she was straddling him and he was laying on the hard mahogany desktop. Holding her hips he guided her on to him. She cried out as he growled. Her nails of her right hand dug into his shoulder as she moved up and down. Her left hand gripped the edge of the desk by his head.
'Slowly, love. Make it last.' He instructed gutterly.
Moaning, she obeyed. Her eyes glowing into his as she rocked.
He held her thighs firmly to keep them far apart as she moved. Cupping her nape he brought her head down to kiss her.
The feel of her inner walls convulsing around him was paradise.
She cried out again and hissed in a breath when he played with her breasts.
'Am I hurting you?' He heaved. Sweat starting to coat both of them.
'Sensitive.' Her breaths were panting. It was the only sound in the room next to his groans and the desk creaking underneath their weight.
He could tell she was holding back, like him, as long as they dared before finally shattering in eachothers arms. Cassandra landed on his chest with a gasp.
He stroked her long hair and the smooth skin of her back as she caught her breath.
Mind blowing would be an almost accurate term to describe it. His wolf was content and pacified. At last.
He held her tightly in his arms. Loving the feel of her there. This was where she belonged. He would regret everyday for the rest of his life what he did to her. But he'd always forever try and earn her trust and forgiveness.
Lifting her up he moved back on the couch. Using his body to cushion her as they laid there cocooned around each other with the throw blanket from the back of the sofa. He fed her some fruit in the afterglow of their love-making. Just elated, she was letting him take care of her again. Later he then watched as she absently played with his chest in the quiet of the room. Lightly drawing patterns on his flesh.
Both in deep thought.
'Is it true?' Her voice was quiet and sedated.
'Is what true?' He asked, kissing the crown of her head while running his fingers through her hair.
'What you did to your brother? Did you really seal his eyes and throw him in the dungeons?'
He felt a sense of brooding as he remembered that day.
'Yes. And only you can decide his true fate.'
'Me?' She looked up at him.
'Yes. He still lives. But only if you say otherwise.'
She looked at him before laying her head back down on his chest.
'Is the rest true? That you went feral?'
'Yes, Cassandra. It will happen again if I don't have you. It's in the literal sense that I'll tear this world and the next looking for you.'
Neither spoke after that. They quietly enjoyed the silence while the crackling of the fire lulled them to sleep. Only waking throughout the night to make-love again and again.