Chapter 11

Nalya

He scoffed; "Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you? You want every man's attention on you!"

"I- No!"

"You look so innocent and timid, but you're no better than the attention-seeking girls who use their beauty to get men,"

"Stop saying that... Y- you're hurting my feelings,"

"Just leave me alone, and don't follow me anymore," he said. Tears welled in my eyes, and a lump formed in my throat. Why would he say that? I stood up and ran to my room, crying. The only friend I had hated me, and I didn't know why.

I fell asleep, and when I woke up late at night. I got out of bed and opened the door. Loud music was playing outside. The party already started, and everyone was drinking and having fun.

I was still scanning the area when someone hugged me from behind. I turned around to find Azura.

"Hello!"

Azura looked drunk already.

"The party started hours ago, I came to find you in your room, but you were sleeping like a baby," she slurred, pinching my cheeks.

"I was tired," I said.

"Let's go by the campfire, guys," Zac said, and we followed him a little deeper into the forest. He offered me a bottle of beer, but I shook my head.

"I don't drink,"

He frowned and gave me a soft drink that I happily took.

Their friends joined us and were all lovely. Most of them were drunk and dancing. My stomach growled, so I excused myself to find some food in the kitchen. One of the chefs made me a chicken burger that I ate slowly. It was so good.

I stopped suddenly when the smell of summer rain caught my nose. It was the most intoxicating fragrance. I read in books that werewolves know their mates by their scent. It was different from others because it is the smell we love most.

My wolf was excited, chanting mate, mate, mate.

I was in a trance as I searched for him. I went to the fourth floor and stopped at the Alpha Prince's bedroom door. What was I doing? He couldn't be my mate! I was a rogue, and he was a prince to an entire werewolf race. I turned around to leave, but the door swung open. His eyes were dark with lust, and before I could comprehend a thing; the words that escaped me were,

"Mate,"

Our lips crashed against each other fiercely. Rhaegar carried me, and my legs wrapped around his waist. A sigh of relief escaped my lips. I didn't know I could have wanted someone so much. My mind was in a haze, and my core was throbbing. There was a fire around my body that only he could stop.

"Oh god, you're beautiful," he sighed, pulling away from me a second. His lips found my neck again and sucked it.

Embarrassing sounds escaped me. I wanted so much from him. His hard erection pressed against my skin, and pressure grew between my legs.

"Oh, Nalya,"

"Hmm,"

I experienced many emotions, excitement, nervousness, and desire. I touched his chiseled face, and sparks ran through my body.

"I want you," he whispered. I wanted him to, but I couldn't construct the words. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my body closer to him. He looked at me intensely with dark eyes.

"Do you want me, baby?" I blush at his question. I smiled and nodded. He kissed me again and took me to his bed, placing me gently against the sheets. He brushed his fingers against my skin softly, and I shivered. Prince Rhaegar slowly took off my dress and then my underwear.

"You're gorgeous," he whispered, cupping my breasts.

He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it. It was so gentle that it took my breath away. My eyes were on his insanely attractive body, like a timeless work of art.

When he was fully naked, he hovered over me and kissed my lips gently,

"Have you done this before?" he asked.

"No," he seemed pleased to hear my answer and kissed my jawline. His fingers trailed down to my wet pussy, and I squeaked. He chuckled.

"Relax, okay. I won't hurt you," Rhaegar inserted one finger inside me and moved out while his thumb rubbed my clit. My legs automatically widened as he pushed the fingers in and out of me his movements became rapid, and the pleasure was unbearable. He was sucking on my nipples gently as his fingers worked. I couldn't hold back my moans.

"Aah, ah,"

His mouth on my skin was driving me crazy! My hips were compelling me to move, and slowly I obeyed. His eyes were concentrated on me, observing my expressions, and blood rushed to my cheeks and ears, so I focused on the pleasure I felt. I held his shoulders tighter as I felt something about to combust.

"A- aah- hmm," the sensations drove me crazy, and liquid gushed out of my pussy. My legs were trembling terribly, and I struggled to breathe. I was embarrassed and attempted to move, disappear somewhere. Rhaegar held me in place.

"Running away?"

"I'm so ashamed," I covered my face with my hands.

"Don't be, it's called an orgasm, and it is only the beginning," he said. I didn't think I could endure more. Rhaegar kissed me again, and I kissed him back more fiercely than I intended.

My finger ran on his chest when we parted from the kiss, and he aligned himself between my legs. I whimpered in pain when I felt his length in me.

"Breathe," he said softly. I wasn't expecting him to be rough.

"It- it's painful," I cried.

"I'm sorry. I thought it would hurt less if I did it once," Rhaegar's hot breath was against my lips. He stayed inside my pussy, unmoving for a long time, and slowly he did, he pushed deeper into me, and I gripped his shoulder tighter.

He kissed my forehead. I was breathing heavily.

"Oh, my god,"