14 To leave or to stay
1237 Words
Robin sat on her bed in the dark. She breathed deep trying to calm her nerves and the raging fire of desire that was bent on consuming her. Her body was so hot it felt like she was coming down with a fever. She had been sitting there for the past hour unable to move. Her heart slammed painfully against her breast. She closed and opened her eyes in succession trying to dispel the images of the prince and the other woman to no avail.
Robin pulled at the high neck of her dress. The dress was rough on her skin and too tight around her. She pulled again longing to take it off.
Heat climbed her spine as the thought of being naked, and…
An image of the prince’s glistening c**k sinking into that woman’s dripping p***y filled her mind.
Robin shivered. She felt her body flame up again.
Not again, Robin groaned as another wave of arousal hit. She should be repulsed and turned off by it.
But she wasn’t. She was too horny to care. If the prince was in the room with her, she knew she would beg him to f**k her. f**k her slow and hard – his hips thrusting with those languid and sensual movements that had held her enraptured.
Robin hissed falling back onto the bed, her hand automatically descending to her spread thighs eager to touch her already drenched p***y. She could feel her panties sticking to her throbbing lips.
Tavek, she moaned his name.
She needed him.
No!
She bit her bottom lip wishing for an end to this. She couldn’t desire the prince. He was a monster that lived on her blood! A monster that f****d another woman in a room next to hers.
Robin’s eyes found the door that connected their rooms. She whimpered as everything that happened in that room bombarded her mind without cease. It was like she was watching a movie on repeat and all her focus was on Tavek.
The room became too hot. Sweat dotted her brow and her skin became too sensitive. Robin pulled at her dress. She needed this ugly thing off her. She sat up and pulled it over her head and threw it across the room.
She was going crazy.
She didn’t understand what was happening to her.
Before she could figure it out there was a knock at the door.
Robin gulped. She dove for the dress thinking it was the prince. She shimmied into the dress as fast as she could, moaning all the way as the rough material touched her hard n*****s.
She walked to the door and opened it.
Anna smiled sheepishly as she cast her eyes behind her. Robin’s eyes bulged out. Standing there, behind Anna, was the woman the prince had…had…she couldn’t even finish the thought.
She was stunning, with her blond hair, pale skin and blue eyes. Robin felt queasy just staring at her.
“She insisted on coming,” Anna took her silence to mean the woman wasn’t welcome.
She sure wasn’t. In that moment Robin felt like scratching the other woman’s eyes out even though she knew she didn’t have a claim on the prince.
But somehow that didn’t matter a primal need to snarl at the woman overcame her. Robin turned back into her room before she did something she will regret. Her eyes were already sizing the woman up. And she knew she could take her in a fight.
Goodness. What was wrong with her?
She wasn’t even thinking like herself. She didn’t fight.
“Are you alright?” Anna came to stand behind her. She touched her shoulder. Robin wished that she wouldn’t, she was still sensitive all over. And worse she wished someone else was touching her.
“Yes.”
“I heard you ran away from the prince’s room. I hope he didn’t hurt you.”
Robin tensed at Anna’s words. She wondered what else Anna had heard. She turned around to face the other woman. She stared back with a knowing smile on her face.
“Oh,” Anna stood next to Celeste, “I forgot to introduce you. This is Celeste she was part of the king’s consort.”
“And the lifeblood of the royal family,” Celeste finished for Anna.
Anna sighed and moved to the chairs across the bed.
Celeste sniffed the air and then scrunched her nose. She gave Robin an uncomfortable stare for a few seconds. She followed Anna to the chair and sat down like she owned the place.
“I’m here to help you.” She announced.
“What?”
“If you wish to go home, back to your mother, I can help you.” Celeste stated simply as though what she said wasn’t a monumental thing. Robin turned to Anna, but she wasn’t looking at her. Her eyes were downcast. Robin wanted to ask her what was going on, but Celeste was in the room.
“Do you want to escape, go home and not be a blood slave anymore?”
The answer to her question was yes, but…what was the catch?
“Yes?” Celeste smiled at knowingly, “that’s all I need to know.”
“Yes,” Robin said.
“Okay.” Celeste said and then stared at her again, “but you have to do something about that.”
She pointed her body. Robin zeroed in on her finger. The woman was pointing at her crotch area.
“What?” Robin blushed. She couldn’t know.
“You’re horny, and I can smell it, which means Tavek will too. He would be in here if he wasn’t out there fighting the Forxard,” she said with a slight inflation to her voice. “We’re going to make you disappear so we can’t have that compounding your scent. You’ll be like a beacon out there.”
“I don’t understand…” Robin stared at her shocked.
“Which part, that you’re horny or that your scent is clogging up the air in here?”
“I’m…”
“Think back, when he was taking your blood something happened to leave you feeling this way.”
“You need to come,” he repeated, pulling her onto his lap. “The feeding is affecting you adversely. We need to…”
Robin turned red with embarrassment. How did Celeste know? She couldn’t smell anything in the room.
“Take care of it. And then we will talk.” Celeste got to her feet and walked to the door. “Anna?”
Anna lifted her eyes. She looked almost close to tears.
What was happening with her? Robin asked herself.
She silently got to her feet and came to her stop to Robin.
“Don’t go,” she whispered as she walked out.
Robin stared at the closed door. She didn’t know what she was going to do. Stay or leave?
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