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“I want to show you that you and I Julia...” the prince placed his nose in the crook of her neck and inhaled her intoxicating fragrance, “..are not merely friends.” Gods he loved how she smelled, so much so that he wished he could squeeze out her essence and wear it like perfume.

“Clovis wait I-” her words were muffled by the prince’s lips that had captured hers. His kiss always managed to get her heart racing and her little knees shaking no matter how many times he did it.

When he pulled away, Julia was gasping for air and her reddened face brought a smile to Clovis’ face. Julia also noticed that Clovis’ teeth, particularly his fangs had lengthened a great deal and it made her spine tingle. Was this how lycans were like when aroused?

“You still feel like we’re just friends?” Clovis mumbled while trailing his nose for her face, down her neck and to the soft mounds safely tucked away behind the top of her dress. His deep smooth voice was heavily infused with primal desire and it both scared and excited the small green eyed woman.

“You misunderstood me Clovis..” Julia spoke between strained breaths. The prince had her caged with his arms and by some sort of sorcery, was flicking the buttons of her dress open with his teeth. “I was trying to say that you and I are not mar.. aaah!”

Clovis pulled back slightly and marveled at the soft mounds that slowly jounced up and down after being released from their confines. Julia quickly drew her arms to her chest but Clovis was even faster and stopped them mid air. “Don’t stop talking I’m listening,” Clovis mumbled and locked her arms on her sides. “You were trying to say that you and I are what?”

“Clovis, I didn’t mean- aah what are you doing?”

Clovis gently kissed the lower swell of Julia’s left breast before gently placing her nipple between his fanged teeth. Julia heard him growl slightly and she gasped in response, the dwarve Princess had a whole soirée of emotions bubbling up within her. She felt anxious, hot, a little scared and mostly...oh gods she was so aroused.

.....

The lycan prince peeked up at Julia with his alluring pools of honey and flashed a very seductive side smile, “go on Julia.. tell me more about how we’re merely friends.”

He was taunting her and she was embarrassed to admit that she was enjoying it. “Clovis...”

He relinquished her arms and placed his hands on the cuffs of her legs before sliding them up to her soft warm thighs, in the process pushing up her dress and leaving her smooth legs and intimate fabrics exposed to him.

Clovis firmed his hold on her thighs and pulled her towards him. Now her back lay flat on the bed and the man was position between her legs. Even though he was fully clothed, the stance he was in evoked a reaction from Julia’s body she never knew possible.

“Julia..” Clovis whispered as he drew closer to the woman who was looking away with her lips pursed and eyes tightly shut, “look at me.”

Her emerald green eyes treacherously opened and gazed upon the man’s immaculate face.

“Don’t you ever refer to me as your friend,” Clovis instructed before grabbing her knickers and ripping them in half.

*

Theodara materialized in front of the old cottage where Renly was being held and drew in a breath before gazing at it. What had happened when she was last here had been on repeat in her head the whole night, both the conversation they had, and how he had saved her from falling flat onto the stone floor.

‘How do you know you love prince Aiden?’ Those were the words that bothered her the most, what was he talking about of course she loved the prince! How could she not? He was her everything! But she couldn’t ignore the fact that she really had never been in love before, so she really didn’t have a reference to how the feeing felt. But if what she felt for Aiden wasn’t love then what was it? Loyalty? Indebtedness?

Theodora pushed the thoughts aside, why was she letting the words of a mere human get to her anyway? All the humans knew was hate, why would she let a creature like that lecture her on matters of love.

The woman walked slowly towards the door of the cottage, unlocked it and pushed it open. When she walked in, Theodora froze in place and her eyes enlarged at the sight in front of her. There in the loomy darkness of the cottage Renly stood in only his pants, he had no shirt on and was drying his hair with a towel that Theodora had brought earlier that morning. His torsal, which was surprisingly very chiseled, was fully exposed and the dewiness from the bath seemed to only accentuate the deep grooves of his chest and abdominal muscles.

“Hello Theodora, you’re here early today.” Renly spoke while wiping himself dry.

Theodora turned away hastily to hide the blush that threatened to accessorize her cheeks, “why the hell are you walking around naked?! Could you please have some decency and get dressed!”

The man looked down at his body and then back at Theodora feeling a bit confused. He was only missing a shirt, while he could practically see through Theodora’s dress, if the room they were in was properly lit, he would probably be able to see the color of her knickers and bra. And he was the one who was dressed indecently?

“like I said,” Renly explained as he picked up his shirt and threw it over his shoulders, “you’re early today, I wasn’t expecting you till later today hence my ‘indecent’ state as you may call it. Forgive me.”

“Yes yes whatever, can you please just cover up! Who walks around naked in broad daylight anyway?!”

“Theodora I’m alone here,” Renly pointed out and sat down on a chair, “even if I stripped every piece of clothing on my body it would affect no one.”

“Don’t you dare!” Theodora yelled as she hesitantly turned to check if the man had put a shirt on. When she saw that he was fully dressed she gasped in relief, though she had to admit that seeing him shirtless before was a bit of a treat. She walked to the bed where she sat down and pouted. Why had she gotten so worked up over seeing Renly shirtless? It’s not like she had never seen a man naked before, in fact she had seen the prince, who was much more attractive by the way, in nothing but a towel on several occasions, and never had she reacted this way.

“Are you here to warn me of Aiden’s various plans to torture me?” The dark haired man questioned the nosferatu woman whose mind seemed to be far away.

Theodora looked up at Aiden and wheezed. His dark hair was still damp from his bath and was tasseled carelessly over his face, his greyish eyes peered at her thought through the strands while his pink lips moved slowly as he spoke.

“And I hope he tortures you in the worst way possible for being so stubborn!” Theodora pouted and averted Renly’s gaze. Why couldn’t this idiot of a man see that Theodora was only trying to protect him?!

Renly ran his hand through his dampened hair and pushed it back over his head before studying Theodora. “You don’t mean that,” he spoke calmly.

The nosferatu woman whipped her head back towards Renly and huffed, “what are you talking about? Of course I mean it.” With his hair out of the way she couldn’t help but notice his defined cheekbones and squared jawline.

“When you say something untrue Theodora, you turn away and close your eyes.”

Did she? How did he know that? He had only know her for a few days so how could he possibly be able to tell when she was lying?

“Are you comfortable with telling me your story now?” Renly asked the woman who was still pouting. He was this woman and the prince’s prisoner, but he actually looked forward to the times Theodora would come and bring him food, a change of clothes and some water to bathe. He enjoyed talking with her even though most of the time she was threatening him or yelling at him.

“What story?”

“I want to know what the humans put you through,” Renly responded, “you in particular. And before you say anything, no I do not want to gloat about it. I just want to understanding a few things, maybe see this world from your perspective.”

Theodora twirled her fingers nervously on her lap, she didn’t like talking about her experience with the humans, but for some reason she wasn’t totally against the idea of sharing her experience with Renly. I mean it’s not like he would go around telling anybody else about what Theodora had gone through. And also, Theodora did find some sort of solace in speaking with this particular human, it made the reality of her loss and suffering hurt a little less because she knew he had gone through something similar.

“Alright fine,” Theodora responded, “but my words are not free, so for every piece of information I give you, I need to get something in return. Got that?!”

“Yes ma’am..”