I wake to find Arora cuddled up to me. Her scent is intoxicating, she smells like vanilla and strawberries. I start rubbing her arm and she stirs a little.
“Mmm that feels nice.” She murmurs not fully awake yet
“Good morning Princess, did you sleep well?” I place a kiss on her shoulder
“Like a baby, you?” She rolls over giving me a sleepy smile
“Never better, do you want to get dressed and have some breakfast?” I would love to have her for breakfast
“Yes but I need a shower first and my stuff isn’t in here.” She groans
“I’ll have someone bring you something to wear up” She nods before sliding out of bed
I would give anything to shower with her. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, that kiss we shared was the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced. She disappears into the bathroom and I realize I am insanely hard. I try to think about other things but it’s no use.
I mind linked Helena and asked her to bring Arora up some clothes. She was pleased to hear that Arora ended up sleeping in here last and had a huge smile on her face when I answered the door. I knock on the bathroom letting Arora know I’m gonna put her clothes in there only opening the door enough to set them on the counter.
When she comes out she’s in a tight T-shirt and skinny jeans. Everything clings to her body and I can see the outline of her perfectly. She has large breasts and a perfect round a**. I get up to go to the bathroom because I need to take care of this before I explode. When Arora looks over at me I see her mouth fall open and eyes go wide.
“It’s morning.” I shrug. I could tell the truth and let know that she’s the cause for this but I don’t want to make her uncomfortable.
“It’s huge.” Her eyes go wide again like she can’t believe she just said that
I laugh and continue to the bathroom. I turn the shower on hot and slide in. I start thinking about Arora, her perfect lips. How they taste, and how they would feel wrapped around me. I grab my d**k and start stroking, I picture Arora down on her knees in front of me with her lips wrapped around my d**k. I finish after only a few strokes. I can’t even last just thinking about her I’ll never last actually being with her.
When I come out Arora is sitting on the couch, I have my towel wrapped around my waist and she’s looking at me like she’s hungry and I’m her food.
“Arora, stop looking at me like that or we won’t make it to breakfast.” She might think I’m joking but I’m very serious
“Sorry.. I just.. you’re very nice to look at.” Her cheeks flush red, she’s adorable.
I walk over and plant a kiss on her perfect lips.
“Thank you, Princess. You are very nice to look at too.” Should I tell her I just jerked off thinking about her in the shower? No, probably not.
I go in the closet and put on a grey T-shirt, jeans and boots. When I walk out I see her checking me out again.
“Ready for breakfast?”
“Mmhmm.” She licks her lips
I walk over and pull her up to me.
“Arora, I’m really trying to practice self control here but you are making it very difficult.” I try to breathe
“I’m sorry, since you kissed me last night I’m finding it harder to fight the bond. My body is reacting before I can stop it.” She’s embarrassed
I pull her in for a kiss. I only planned on giving her a quick one but she wraps her arms around me pushing herself further into me he. She runs her fingers in my hair and moans into my mouth. I gently pull away.
“Let’s go get some food in you.” I want her so bad but I know she’s not ready for that. Soon though.
“Ok” she pouts making me laugh.
We walk hand in hand down to the dining room. My sister, her mate, Clark, and my mom and dad are already there. We all eat breakfast together every morning, to some that would be considered a nice family thing but they would be wrong.
“Arora I’m so glad you could join us this morning.” Helena smiles brightly at Arora
“Me too, I’m starving.” She laughs
“Arora this is my mate, Grayson. I haven’t gotten the chance to introduce the two of you.” Arora smiles and waves at Grayson
“It’s nice to meet you Grayson, I’m Arora, Damon’s mate.” She squeezes my hand when she says it
“I understand you weren’t very pleased when you found out you were mated to my son.” My dad says to Arora
“Um, honestly no I wasn’t. The stories I had heard about him were horrid. But I’m learning he’s not the person he was made out to be and I was wrong in judging him so quickly.” Well, she’s not liar at least.
“Haha well, it’s not like your family is perfect.” My fathers snide comment makes Arora snap her head up cutting her eyes at him
“Excuse me? I don’t recall ever saying my family was perfect” She’s spits back
“I’m just saying your father is a no good cheater. You should think about that before judging anyone.” He scoffs
“Mhm well since I have no idea what you are talking I’m going to choose not to start an argument over it and ruin everyone’s breakfast. But for future reference you should be careful before you slander the kings name to his daughter.” I want to tell her to stop but then she would just end up fighting with both of us
“You will not disrespect me in my home!” He yells slamming his hands down on the table
“Dad! That’s enough, you are speaking ill of her father to her you can’t expect her to not defend him.” I have never, not once, talked back to my father
He looks at me in pure disappointment. I can tell he’s angry, I can feel it radiating from him. He gets up and leaves the table. Everyone eats in silence, except Arora. She picks at her plate until everyone else is done.
“Come with me I want to show you my office.”
When we get into my office she takes a couple seconds to take it in before she says anything.
“Damon what was that? Your father seems to have a strong dislike for my family.” She crosses her arms over her chest
“I didn’t know if you knew but judging by your reaction you don’t.” I sigh. “My father and yours fought for the throne when they were young. Your father beat mine and he has hated him ever since. He says he cheated and stole the throne from him. He’s never been able to let it go”
“Has he always been like this? So angry?” She steps towards me seeming to be able to tell the change in my attitude
“Yes, he was strict my whole life. If I messed up I was beat for it and my father liked to try various different methods. I’ve been afraid of him most of my life. He instilled it in me to fear him.” I look down at the floor suddenly feeling small
“I’m so sorry Damon” she steps towards me and cups my face in her hands. “I will make you into a Lycan and you will never have to fear anyone again.”
Aksara