I exit the bathroom, determined to finish what I came for. To learn more about the royal family.
As I exit I'm in such a rush I walk straight into somebody, instantly I pull back to apologise. My eyes meeting a thunderstorm as arms reach out to stabilise me.
"Sorry" I say, freezing as I see who I ran in to. His hands quickly drop to his sides along with his eyes. "I didn't mean to, I'm sorry Armina" his voice shaking as his eyes stay on the ground.
He side steps to go around me, I feel his pain as he moves. My hand moves of it's own accord as I reach for his arm. "Tristan" my mind blanking as he stops and stares at my hand.
Just as I'm about to drop my hand I feel a pull. I'm sucked into a memory. This time awake and I'm inside his mind. I'm not watching it. I am Tristan.
Nate is rambling about the summit. Who we need to talk to, different pack issues to bring up. I'm full of anxiety. I killed my father. They all know that. Yes, he was evil. But he was the alpha. What if they challenge us? What if someone tries to hurt Nate? They don't know it was just me. I always felt Nate felt weak that it was me. But I didn't do it honourably. I attacked him from behind.
He was a bad man, yes. But I still broke every code of honor. The moon goddess knows this and will punish me for it.
As we exit the car I smell it. My wolf going crazy. Our mate. She's here. As I follow the scent I see her. Her long wavy hair, her beautiful light blue eyes, the way her lips move as she speaks. I'm instantly in love. As I approach her I see a man grab her, she recoils from me. No. She doesn't want us. As I learn who she is my heart breaks. Please goddess no. Pick any other punishment. Not our mate please.
The memory blurs to the hotel room. The pure bliss as we kiss; then heartbreak as I say the words to reject him. His mind snaps. Everything blurs to Nate telling him about our experiences, his eyes filled with hope but sadness. The despair that Nate alone has a chance with me; but happiness for Nate that hopefully he hasn't ruined it for him. His been encouraging Nate to take things slow, to earn my trust. To do things the right way.
Our bond was broken but he still cared for me. Longed for me. Remembered the feeling of happiness when he first saw me. I was still in his mind & dreams.
The world comes back into view as I see a very worried pair of dark eyes looking at me. "Do you need me to get Aiden? Or Leo? Armina?" He had clearly been trying to get my attention.
My hand reaches for his cheek, my mind in a haze as I feel everything he feels like we are one. The way my hand feels on his skin. The hope he feels that I'm not scared of him or repulsed by him.
I feel his lust as it slams into me, taking my breath away. My heat blazes stronger than ever as I pull him back into the restroom.
I lock the door and instantly pull his face to mine, the sparks instantly returning stronger than ever. His tongue meets mine with the taste exploding in my mouth. My underwear are soaked in seconds as my body screams for release. The scent of my arousal can not be hidden, I see his eyes darken as he smells it and his mouth goes to my neck kissing along our most sacred place before heading lower. He pulls my dress straps down, his mouth biting along my collar bone as his hand wanders up my leg.
My body is unable to wait any longer, I push his hand up higher, needing him to touch me. He happily oblidges as his hand gently pushes my underwear to the side, his mouth returning to mine as he fingers find my sweet spot instantly.
He gently squeezes my clit before rubbing just right. My body shakes as I moan, unable to keep my pleasure in. My moan encourages him on as his kiss deepens his fingers keeping the perfect pace as I explode all around him.
He doesn't stop. The moment I'm able to breathe he drops to his knees. He looks me in the eyes as he slowly lifts my dress. Giving me time to object. My body shakes in anticipation as his teeth clench my underwear slowly bringing them to my knees as the sight has me beyond turned on.
He inhales deeply, moaning as his lips kiss my inner thigh. His slow pace agonising as he makes his way up. The moment his tongue touches me he loses his slow pace, his body moaning so loud I feel it vibrate against me, driving me crazy.
His tongue works magic as he lifts me against the wall, supporting my weight like it's nothing as his face is buried between my legs. I'm a panting mess of pleasure as I explode on his face, my body reaching new heights of pleasure as I scream his name.
All reasons why this is a bad idea gone as kisses me again, my body still wanting more. I want to taste him.
I push him to the wall, surprising him with my strength as I kiss his neck. His moan loud as I kiss his marking spot, I nip it causing him to shudder as my hands work on his belt. I've never undone a man's pants before, it takes time but he doesn't seem to care. His moans loud from kissing his neck and lips. His hands in my hair, pulling me closer.
As I drop to the ground I realise I don't think he even noticed me undoing them. His mind too lost in the passion. "You don't have too" he says as I pull down his underwear, unleashing his member.
It's huge. His fully erect and my mouth waters.
Unsure how much I'll get in my mouth I don't even care. I open my mouth and the moment it touches my tongue I moan. He tastes amazing.
I push him further into my mouth, sucking and playing with him. I'm surprised how much I enjoy this, his uncontrollable moaning making me feel beautiful, powerful and wanted.
His hands are in my hair, not pulling me closer, just gently touching me. I look up to find him watching me. The moment our eyes meet he cums. His body shaking filling my mouth.
My body was even more worked up, my heat unsatisfied. I wanted him. But I'm not ready. Also I'm not losing my virginity in a bathroom. Sensing my heat he drops to his knees. His mouth back on me, this time his finger circles my hole, waiting for permission. I push myself against his finger as his tongue works it's magic. His finger pushes into me; stinging a little at first. As he moves it in and out gently he tounge working my clit, my hands find his hair. Unlike him I'm not gentle. I pull his face hard against me, his tongue speeding up as I scream in pleasure. The moment the orgasm ends my heat calms down.
My mind finally able to form coherent thoughts.
Aurora instantly chimes in, 'and you thought I was the dirty one'
This one was all me. She just sat back and enjoyed.
YOU ARE READING
Conflicted - Twist Of Fate
Werewolf"I can't" I say breathlessly as Tristan's hand holds my cheek, his lips moving dangerously close to mine. "You're mine" he growls, his hands reaching around me crushing me against his body. I feel his manhood growing and pushing against me as I try...
