The Cold She-wolf

Chapter Eighty-six: oh right, roleplay

Krystal's POV

   This roleplay thing is hard and intolerable. After I agreed to his suggestion, he whipped out something and tied it around my eyes. I nervously touched the fabric for the umpteenth time as he led me up some flight of stairs. He held my shoulders firmly, guiding me to his bedroom or somewhere other than his bedroom. I wasn't sure where I was going since I haven't been in the house before.

   "Why are we doing this again?" I questioned irritably.

   "Lesson of pleasure and trust. Remember, you promised you won't take it off unless I tell you to," I don't remember making that promise but since he says so, it has become so. Damn this man and telling me what to do.

   I felt him stop pushing me and stopped walking. I felt the air, looking for any solid object to help detect where I was. I couldn't feel anything.

   He suddenly kissed me on the back of my neck, his grip on my shoulders slackening. "Relax and trust me." He should know by now that I do trust him, more than I'd like to admit. What I was feeling had more to do with uncertainty and anticipation. I was uncertain because I was about to embark on something I knew nothing about and I wasn't in control of my vision. I was anticipating what he was going to do because I was horny.

   "Wait here," and he vanished. I stood there, my hands stretched out as if waiting for something solid to reach my grasp and excitement buzzing through me. He returned a few seconds later and I felt his fingers pushing my lips apart. "Swallow it," I trustingly took the item into my mouth and felt it with my tongue. It was an oval pill, a slightly robust one that felt like ice on my tongue. I dryly swallowed the pill and felt a glass against my lips. I drank some water and instantly reeled backward with a gasp as a similar reaction of electricity surged through me. However, it wasn't painful.

   Merlynn left for three seconds and was back. "I'm going to undress you," he announced and I felt his hand on the silver button on my top. I worriedly looked around in the darkness. I could feel a lot of guards outside, parading the perimeter and of course, the two fools that have been following us around all day. I still couldn't see them but I could feel their presence quite well. Why in the world did they follow us into the room? Lenius, what sort of cruel threat did you give them for them to keep following us?

   "Stop worrying about the audience and focus on the thrill of this scandalous adventure," what's so scandalous about what we were… and it clicked. His sweet words, his contact mention of me being his mate, and the fact that we were in his pack. He wanted his father to hear that he brought a woman into the pack and not just any woman, his mate. He wanted to show off. It wasn't part of my plans and I still felt wary of the listeners, but that didn't mean I would turn down his request. I'm sure he had it planned out from the moment I told him I would sleep with him.

   "Don't worry, no one will enter the building," except those two.

   My legs were still unsteady from the pill so I leaned on him for support. He started with my accessories, then released my hair from the ponytail. My breathing became ragged as he started undressing me. I was easily stripped down to my underwear; a red silky lingerie with black lace. It matched my bra only that the bra was beaded around the hem. He took off my shoes and disappeared for a few seconds then returned. "Just for my pleasure, put these on," I felt his hand on my foot and raised my brow in confusion.

   "What am I putting on?"

   "Sexy stockings and high fuck me heels," why in the world will I wear these when he's going to take them off? I shrugged and let him guide the items into my body. "You know, red and black compliment your skin," he commented with satisfaction in his voice. I could tell he stepped back to observe his ‘masterpiece’.