"For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are those 'It might have been." - John Greenleaf Whittier
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Melrose's POV
"If you don't want me to come in, speak now or forever hold your peace," I whisper from behind the closed door. I couldn't fall asleep during the night and I still have two hours till sunrise. Braeden said his door would always be open so I want to see if he's honest.
I slowly open his door and find it unlocked as promised. The room is very dark except for the slim streak of moonlight coming from the window. I hear light snoring coming from beneath the covers, and I close the door behind me. What am I trying to accomplish by coming into Braeden's room? I don't know, but every time I woke up alone in my bed, my brain was filled with nothing but Braeden.
I pull back at the covers to see Braeden sleeping on his side and shirtless. That's how I imagined he slept too. I resist the temptation to pull the covers back and see Braeden's lower half. I don't think I would be able to control myself if he sleeps nude. I crawl into the bed without waking him and turn to the man causing all my problems. I wasn't even interested in the opposite gender before Braeden showed up, but I can't hate Braeden for that. He only awakened this need for pleasure inside of me
As I trace Braeden's chest lightly, I wonder why he doesn't want to do more with me. Is being pure such a strange thing for him? When Braeden touches me, he's gentle. When Braeden kisses me, it's filled with passion. When he whispers naughty words into my ear, it brings out his manlier side. It seems like Braeden cares about me so why does he also seem scared of me?
I close my eyes and fight down the tears. If I was a Fire Elemental, things would be different. Braeden wouldn't be scarred of me and I wouldn't be scared of people knowing how I feel about him. But why am I even thinking about this? Braeden will be gone tomorrow. I will be nothing more than a little unspoken of fling to him and that should comfort me. If anyone found out that I had any serious feelings other than hate towards our enemy's heir, I would be banished and stripped of all my titles. I have to stop thinking of possible futures for me and Braeden.
Braeden pulls me closer into his arms and I hold my breath. "Misty," he mumbles before growing still again. Is he dreaming about me?
I close my eyes and drift to into a peaceful sleep with a smile on my face. I don't have any dreams in Braeden's arms because my reality is finally better than my dreams, and I awake from my slumber to find Braeden's beautiful amber eyes set on mine.
"Good morning," he says with a grin. I blush before also whispering good morning to him. I hope I didn't say anything in my sleep like someone I know.
I try to put some distance between us, but Braeden pulls me closer. "Is something wrong?" he asks.
I shake my head no and notice Braeden letting his eyes wander. It makes me a little self conscious so I stick my chest out a little more than normal.
"That nightgown looks really great on you," he says. I guess so since I don't sleep with my swimsuit top on.
I lick my lips before asking, "Do you always sleep shirtless?"
Braeden nods and lets his forehead rest on mine before adding, "Sometimes I sleep naked." My face heats up more than I thought possible and Braeden lets out a deep laugh. I'm getting tired of being the one embarrassed.
I manage to push Braeden on his back and I straddle him with confidence. Instead of a form of embarrassment, a mischievous smirk appears on his face and I can't figure out why. My puzzled look must be even more entertaining because he laughs again before saying, "For a virgin, you sure know how to excite a man."
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Conquests within Forfeits. The Hemerwig Series
RomanceWater. I love it. It’s a part of me and when you think of water, you must think of me. You see, I’m Princess Melrose Visico of the Water Elementals and I’m fifteen. I’m the only heir to this throne but with the war approaching, I realize how...