Their Princess

Chapter 45

Warm breath touches my forehead, pulling me out of deep slumber. A hand is caressing the back of my head, and another is on my back. The scent is pretty familiar, but I can't remember who it belongs to.

“ You awake, baby?” 

How does he know I'm awake? Should I keep my eyes closed? Yes, that will work, and then he will leave me alone. I'm still too tired to move my body, so I keep laying over his muscular form. 

The good thing is his body is keeping me warm, and I love his scent. Is it possible to eat him?

I know I shouldn't be thinking such thoughts, but I swear he smells so yummy. I take a small whiff of his scent and bury my nose in his chest. Yum. Definitely eating him later.

“ Are we playing pretend now, baby?” His chest vibrates with his chuckle. For some reason, I let go of my fears and focus on his breathing and heartbeat.

“ Aren't you going to talk to me, sweetheart?”

Sweetheart? Why is he calling me sweetheart? And did he just kiss my head? What should I do? Should I say something? Or stay quiet? 

Almost reluctantly, I open my eyes to peer at him and then shut them immediately. 

He was staring at me. Creep. He is a creep.

He chuckles again. “ I won't eat you, baby. Yet. Come on, talk to me.” Eat? Is he planning to eat me? Oh God. I should run, but where? It's too cold out there, and his body is perfectly warm. Maybe I should postpone running to a warmer day.

Clearing my throat, I open my mouth to move, but no voice comes out, only a huff of air. I try again, moving my mouth to form words, still nothing. I whine frustrated. 

“ Shh… it's okay. One day at a time. You did good.” He shushes me when I whimper. Cradling me in his arms, he gets up. I press my face in his neck while he takes me to another room.

I think I'm trusting him a lot, but then again, it's not like he is hurting me. What is the worst thing he can do? Eat me? I will tell him I'm not tasty. Simple.

He turns on the water in the tub while he moves around, carrying me on his hip. 

“ Alright, sweetheart. Let's get you cleaned up.” I look down at myself and notice that I'm clean already. I was about to deny him, but then I saw him adding bath bombs into the tub. 

One bath won't hurt anyone. Right?

Keeping his eyes on my face, he undresses me and puts me in the tub. My muscles instantly start to relax under the warm water. 

“ Let's wash your hair first. Eyes close.” He instructs me while I follow him like a puppy. I should defy him, but let's also postpone that for another bath.

Once I'm all clean, he wraps me in a huge towel and carries me to the bedroom. 

“ Which one do you want to wear?” I blush at his collection of nightwear. Why does he have them in the first place? They are a little……revealing and sensual. I'm very conscious of wearing such things.

But I need clothes so I choose the less sensual one. It's a knee-length nightgown with straps. He helps me wear it but I realize late that he forgot something important. 

He forgot the underwear. 

Although I don't want to wear them still, he should have asked at least. Rude. 

“ Can you stay here while I bring you some food or do you want to come with me?” I point toward him immediately, not wanting to stay alone in this room. 

Smiling, he presses his lips to my cheek. I blush. Am I the awkward one, or is he too touchy? 

“ That's what I wanted. Let's go and get some food into your little belly.”

The house is eerily silent at this hour. It's oddly familiar but unknown at the same time. When we reach what looks like a kitchen, I freeze in his arms. 

There's a woman there, a very pretty one with a cute looking guy.

“ What are you doing here?” My guy asks, glaring. 

“ I….I….umm….” 

“ She was having nightmares, so she came for help.” Cute guy replies, almost looking guilty.

“ And how are you helping her at this time, Zed?”

“ Brother, please. She has suffered too because of us, and I can't just withdraw from my duties. Father taught us better.” 

“ I will leave soon. I promise. I didn't want to disturb you guys, but I just…..couldn't help it. I needed someone by my side. I'm sorry.” Pretty girl is trying to look sorry, but I don't think she is trying enough. She can do better.

“ I don't care what your reasons were. You were out of that cell within three days, so I don't know what kind of trauma you are still having.” My guy is also trying to speak low, but he is definitely not hiding his anger. 

When the room goes uncomfortably silent, my stomach decides it's the perfect time to growl, drawing all attention toward me. I mentally facepalm myself.

“ Out. Both of you. I have a girl to feed.” Both of them get up and start to leave.

“ Hey…..you okay now?” Cute guy stops to ask me.

“ Zed! Later” He nods at my guy and leaves us with an apology. 

Why is he sorry? We were the one who disturbed them and made them leave. But it looks like my guy really knows how to make people feel sorry. My guy is definitely a bad guy. 

“ Alright. Let's put you on the counter while I prepare your meal, okay?” Before he can place me on the counter, I tighten my legs and arms around him, making him chuckle.

“ Okay. Okay. I don't mind you in my arms either.” 

While he prepared the food, I rested on his left hip. Occasionally, he would let me taste it. And to my surprise the food tasted good. So he smells delicious and cooks delicious. Perfect.

I was worried about the excess quantity he made, but I still managed to inhale it all in one go. Sh*t. I didn't even wait for him. His plate is untouched while mine is wiped clean with my fingers.

When I looked up at him, he was already staring at me with tender eyes. Cupping my face, he kisses my forehead and cheeks.

“ I'm so happy.” I was about to ask him why, but he pulled me in his lap and started to eat his food in silence. Occasionally, he would try to feed me, but I refused. 

While eating with one hand, he rubbed my back soothingly with another. The gentle motion was enough to make me feel drowsy. I yawn and rub my eyes with my palm.

“ Let's get my baby to bed.” I hum in reply, nuzzling my face on his chest. I wonder when he will get tired of carrying me. I should definitely enjoy it as long as it lasts.

Settling me on the bed, he spoons me in his arms. It should be enough, but unfortunately, it's not. Something is missing. 

Minutes turned into an hour, but I still couldn't fall asleep. “ Can't sleep?” His gruff voice asks. I kicked his leg for disturbing me. I was trying to fall asleep, sir.

“ Ouch. That's rude, baby.” I can sense amusement in his voice so I stay put and don't move. “ I can help you fall asleep. You just have to let me hold you.” 

What does that even mean? He is already holding me. How can he hold me more when he is practically squishing my body with his.

“ Come here.” Picking me up, he pulls me on his chest and presses my face in his neck. 

The moment his scent hit my senses, I sighed in relief. “ That's right, baby. You can sleep now. I will be here when you wake up. I'm never leaving you.” Kissing the side of my head, he starts to pat my butt.

I should swat his hand away, but it feels so good. Like really, really good. I put the task of ‘swatting his hand away’ for tomorrow while I fall into deep slumber.