CHAPTER 17 Bedroom Visit

She knew that the sounds of their wild mating were disturbing the silent and peaceful night but that was what she wanted.

Everyone should know that the prince has chosen to mate with me…

"What's wrong my prince?" Claudia asked softly with concern.

She was so close to her climax that she wanted to scream at Prince Florian for stopping; however, she knew that he would probably kill her if she did that. Minding her place, all she could afford to do was ask her question softly and politely. For some reason that she couldn't phantom, the prince's attention was no longer on her and their passionate tryst. Although his large cock was still buried deeply inside of her wet hole, he had stopped moving inside of her completely.

"Nothing. I smelled something sweet…very sweet…" Florian replied after looking away for a moment.

Claudia was frankly confused at what the prince was saying. What could the prince be referring to? She couldn't see or smell anything sweet at all. Was he referring to the smell of roses in the garden below?

"Ahh…" she moaned softly as she felt his cock sliding out of her hole.

He wasn't going to finish?

Her pussy clenched wildly as it misses the feel of the prince's thick cock. There was nothing but emptiness inside of her and she felt utterly disappointed and dissatisfied. This had never happened before when she gave herself to the prince. She had always been able to satisfy his needs, so she didn't understand what she did wrong this time around.

"My prince…" she whispered seductively.

It had taken her a lot of effort to make it onto Prince Florian's list of lovers and she wasn't about to lose her spot because he got distracted by some sweet smell that she couldn't even sense. The sound of the prince zipping up his pants and straightening his jacket told her that she didn't have a chance to redeem herself. At least, not for tonight.

"We're done. Go wherever you have to go," Florian said dismissively.

"But…" she murmured hesitantly as she tried to think of a way to make him stay.

"Go! Go now!" Prince Florian shouted to chase her off.

Claudia's hands flew to her mouth in her shock as the color quickly faded from her face. She gulped before curtseying politely and then she quickly turned to leave.

Later that night

Alone in my bedroom, I quickly took a shower, shut the window, and laid down on my bed with my blanket covering my entire body and head. Even after the shower, my heart was still racing, and I was on edge.

What did I just see?

I looked down at my hands and discovered that they were still shaking from shock. The sounds of that maid moaning and crying as her lover pleasured her from behind still echoed in my ears along with the man's animalistic growls. His eyes when they met mine didn't look or feel human.

Green eyes that shone with raw desire and hunger. Those were the eyes of some wild beast.

A shiver ran through my body as I laid all alone on my bed. The night was strangely silent despite the scene that I had just witnessed. I couldn't see the maid's face clearly and had no idea who she was. Perhaps it was better this way. I kept telling myself that it was none of my business as I shut my eyes tight.

With my eyes closed, my thoughts started wandering and soon it landed on another dark topic that didn't escape my mind. Now that I was alone, all of my suppressed emotions and thoughts came bursting forth.

"It's impossible. They would never sell me…would they?" I whispered to myself.

Although the answer was right in front of me it was still hard for me to believe it. If they didn't sell me, then how did I end up here so far away from home?

Alone in the silent room, tears stung the back of my eyes, and it wasn't long before they spilled over and trialed slowly down my cheeks. I miss everyone back at the orphanage. I just want to go back home…

Was that place really my home?

That night I cried myself to sleep. I had no recollection of when or how I fell asleep, but I knew that I had fallen asleep and entered the land of dreams when I saw him and felt his presence close to me. Just like the dream that I had before, this dream felt so real. The man wore a black mask but now I knew that he had a name.

Why am I seeing Prince Leonard in my dreams?

I opened my eyes, and a surprised cry escaped my lips. Immediately, I sat up in bed as my eyes widened in astonishment. Prince Leonard was sitting on the side of my bed and his captivating blue eyes were observing me closely. My heart skipped a beat before it started racing dangerously fast in my chest. Immediately, I backed away until my back pressed against the headboard of my own bed.

The prince did not move, and I couldn't read his emotions with the mask that he was wearing. How did he get in here? How long has he been here?

"Your name?" he spoke up softly after a moment.

My body froze and my mouth hung open as my mind struggled to process the reality of what was going on. Not a word or a single sound escaped my lips. I was utterly speechless.

His intense blue gaze held mine as the bed shifted under his weight. My heart raced so hard in my chest that it hurt as my breath came in short bursts. My throat and lips felt dry, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from his. Like a prey cornered by a wild beast, my body trembled as I tried to back further away into the headboard. His large black frame approached me, his large hand planted itself on the headboard right next to my face and my eyes widened even further.