The Alpha's Temptation

Without saying a word, Eltanin withdrew his aura and turned to leave. He was surprised how fast Morava cut ties with the sisters who accompanied her to his kingdom. He wondered how his father would react to his reaction towards Morava and her friends, but Eltanin was sure that even though the old man would chide him a little, he would never go against his son. And the matter of slaves was close to Alrakis's heart as well.

He halted after a few steps. Over his shoulder he warned, "This cannot happen again." He had to keep Tania away from her. Because of his father's insistence, he had to bear Morava, but not for long. He had to devise a way to send her packing home in a way that she never returned.

"Yes, Your Highness," Morava replied in a low, submissive voice.

Eltanin ordered a servant to send food to his chamber. He wanted to feed his mate, he was sure that even if she was hungry, she would never ask him for food. She was very sleepy when he left her. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. What if she went to sleep without eating any food? He almost ran back to his chamber with his bewildered guards chasing after him to keep up. They had never seen their Alpha to be so anxious that he would run back to his bedchamber.

Eltanin opened the door and banged it closed on their face, skeptical that a guard would decide to enter, even though none of the guards had the gall to enter the king's bedchamber unless allowed. He rushed to the door to the chamber where she was and took two stairs at a time, hoping that she hadn't gone to sleep on an empty stomach. His wolf was angry for not being able to tend to their mate. However, when he arrived in the room, it was empty, her citrusy scent lingering in the air. He broke into a cold sweat that she had run away again. Thorns of wild panic prickled him until he heard a gurgle of water in the bathroom.

Eltanin grabbed a chair next to him, allowing his panic to ebb. The girl would be the death of him. She was taking a bath.

A bath.

A BATH?

That meant that she was naked. Without clothes. As naked as the day she was born?

The king's skin heated up. Blood rushed to his groin and his cock swelled. His balls squeezed to the point that it was painful. His mate was in the bathroom, naked. Every dirty thought bounced around in his mind. Eltanin was no saint, but he hadn't been like this for any woman. It was as if he was revisiting his teenage years when every little provocation was amplified. Then also, he wasn't this randy. Tania was like a stimulator to his desire. A single thought about her would pour a thousand heightened emotions in his mind and stir his body and soul. Right now, the emotion that he was feeling was strong desire and lust. The problem was that even his wolf was feeling the same. His world shrank to that little bird of desire who was in the bathroom.

He took a step forward, wondering what her breasts looked like, how her hips curved, how would she taste when he suckled her, claim her and then mark her. At those thoughts, his fangs lengthened. His venom pooled in his mouth. He needed to sink them into his mate. He needed to sink his cock between her thighs. He rubbed himself over the top of his pants as his chest rumbled for a different reason. He took another step closer, contemplating tearing the door to the bathroom down.

He would pick her up from the tub and impale her on his cock, fucking her so hard that she would scream his name so loud that the entire palace would hear who she belonged to. His wolf scented her citrusy smell and wanted nothing more than to be with his mate.

Eltanin was about to open the door when Tania suddenly stepped out. Wrapped in a towel. Like a gift.

His knees became wobbly seeing her like this. Her damp hair clung to her neck and shoulder. Her skin was a peach complexion and so soft that he was sure that if he touched it, he would leave marks. He looked at her left upper arm which was devoid of her birth tattoo. His gaze roamed to the chain on her neck that disappeared into the middle of her plump breasts, then to her thighs. A shudder passed through him. How would Tania taste on his tongue? Even though he didn't want to, he licked his fangs, coating them with his venom. Gods! He wanted to sink them into her tender flesh right now.

"Your Highness!" Tania almost shrieked. "Please, I need to change."

Eltanin jerked his head back, his reverie broken, his fantasies remaining. "Wh— what?" he asked. Was she asking him to leave? Mates changed in front of each other, or rather, stayed naked.

Tania hid herself behind the door, peeping her head out and said, "I have to change."

Eltanin narrowed his eyes a little. So, she really wanted him to leave. He ambled to a chair beside the table, sat down on it and crossed his ankle over the top of his knee on the other leg. He waved at the baby pink, silk nightgown on the bed and said, "You are most welcome to change." Completely forgetting his purpose for rushing here.

Tania couldn't believe that the king would be such a pervert. He was asking her to change in front of him. She worried her lips. She had never faced a situation like this before. She had two options: One, stay inside the bathroom, or two, to change in front of him. What if she grabbed the dress and brought it into the bathroom and changed there? But she was afraid that he would break the door down and come in. On top of that, she was hungry and sleepy. The way he was sitting stubbornly on the chair, watching her like a hawk, she was in quite a dilemma. Her mission as a scribe was turning out to be a mission to keep the king away.

Suddenly, her stomach growled.

Eltanin shot up, his eyes wide, as if he remembered something. "Are you hungry?"

She nodded slowly as her cheeks flushed.

Eltanin clenched his jaw at forgetting about the most basic need of his mate. The girl was hungry and his wolf wanted to come out, hunt a rabbit for her and drop it at her feet as a way of worshiping her. "I will be right back after hunting a rabbit!" He rushed out of the room to fetch food for her, all the while berating himself for not attending to his mate's hunger.

Tania came out. Rabbit? Why would he hunt a rabbit when he had so much food in the kitchen?

Suddenly, Eltanin rushed back, panting. She squealed and ran inside again. He corrected, "Not a rabbit. I mean I will hunt for food and come back!" He gritted his teeth for uttering nonsense and then left. He really didn't have any experience in this area. He was worried that he was going to be a terrible mate.