Chapter 408 - A Story
Chapter 408 – A Story
"Hey! This is my revenge!" Anastasia shoved more tasteless bread in her husband's mouth. "You made me eat such horrible stuff over there. I won't leave an opportunity to return the favor." Cold cheese went in his mouth.
"I didn't know you have this dirty side also," he mumbled.
"Well, I am too dirty."
His eyes became heavy lidded. "How dirty, exactly?"
She poked her finger on his forehead. "Put that wild imagination of yours on a leash, Ileus Volkov," she said, gritting her teeth. "I am talking about being dirty in revenge!"
"Well, you can take your revenge bodily. Exploit me, love. I am ready." He gulped the bread down as his hand moved in between her thighs right over her sex. He cupped her over there as a rumble formed in his chest.
"Aren't you the most shameless werewolf in the Lore?" she said as she held his hand to stop him, but the man was just brute force.
He looked at her hooded eyes. "Am I now?" His voice was hoarse. His thumb went to her clit, which he pressed slightly. "Why aren't you wearing panties? You really are inviting me, aren't you?"
"You are mad," she said and chewed her bottom lip. "What if someone comes in?"
He started circling his hand over her slacks and in no time, she was wet as hell. She stifled a cry and then curled her hands around his neck. "Let them come in. They will see us and leave."
Her husband had no grace when it came to touching her. Her body became tight like a bow string. She tried to jump out of his lap, but he caught her. With a rumble that vibrated in his chest, he scooped her up in his arms and then walked out of the kitchen with his mouth covering hers.
She heard several m'lords, Kaizan grunting near them and girls giggling at them as they passed the narrow passageways, corridors and reached their room. She opened the door and he walked in with her, ducking his head through the doorway. He kicked the door close and set her on her feet. In the next few minutes, their clothes were all piled up aside, and she had straddled him over his thigh as he had pulled his knee up. Her lips were wrapped around his rock-hard shaft as her wet sex rubbed his stomach. She nuzzled in his hair and sucked him hard, the way he liked. He hissed and grabbed her buttocks only to pull them to his mouth. Anastasia cried the moment his tongue found her core and he delved it in. He lapped up her honey hungrily.
He was so swollen and hard in her mouth that he knew that he wouldn't last long. But he wanted to give pleasure to his female. He pushed his finger inside her and she moaned against his shaft. He pumped his fingers inside her core until she could hold no more and she came around them. He followed her and came with a bellow.
They slumped beside each other, wrapped in after-sex glow. She drew lazy circles on the hair of his chest and traced them to his navel. "How was the day today?" she asked finally.
"Too tiresome," he said and narrated her the events. "I wonder if we can use Caleb's magic again or he would even extend his help. Eydrm's magic is ancient, dark and he has grown too powerful. I was surprised that Caleb could even hold it for so long…" He picked up her finger and intertwined with hers.
"You know when I was young, my nanny used to tell me a story about a fae prince and a demoness." Ileus turned to look at her with a frown. "In that story, the demoness had fallen in love with a fae prince and she had abandoned her home to follow him. She wasn't allowed to get out of her kingdom, so she asked her father to help her reach the prince. Her father allowed her to go, but on a condition. If she didn't return in a year, she would die."
He cradled his head on his arm and closed his eyes. "And then what happened?"
"The demoness left the kingdom, happy that she would meet the fae prince… her love of life." Anastasia sighed as she curled against the side of his body. "When she reached to meet her prince, he received her happily. They spent a lot of time together and passionate nights followed. The prince knew that her family would never accept her as his wife. So, when she asked him to marry her, he refused. Heartbroken, the demoness left him and left his kingdom. She walked through Sgiath Biò to reach her realm somehow, but she got lost and entered the human realm. Over there she was stoned and attacked by humans seeing those horns on her head. They thought she was evil. She ran in the forest where she was spotted by a kind man, who took her home. The demoness gave birth to a baby girl, whom she had to abandon because she had to go back to her kingdom."
Ileus tucked his wife in the fur and turned to her. Her story was so interesting, yet full of sadness. "Why didn't she take her baby back?"
"Because she was half fae," said Anastasia. "And she knew that the king hated fae so much that if he saw the child, he would kill her. Her father never allowed her to return."
"Gods!" Ileus rasped.
"She left the baby girl with the man who had helped her and returned to her kingdom never to come back."
"That's horrible!" said Ileus. He kissed her knuckles and asked, "But why are you telling this story?"
"My nanny said that the demoness is looking to avenge her father for what he did to her, and also wants to take revenge from the fae prince. Try to find that demoness, Aly. She will help you all. Ask Rolfe if he knows about that demoness."
Ileus gave her a sweet smile. "You are so naïve, sweetheart," he said. "It's just a story and nothing else. Don't get so carried away in the emotions."
Anastasia took a deep breath in. "I know it's just a story, but there is no smoke without fire. There must be some reality to it…"
Ileus let out a low laugh. "Sleep, love," he said as he pulled her closer to him. "You are just too tired."
Anastasia curled next to him and closed her eyes. Perhaps she was too tired. She drew a fae symbol on his heart lazily and then went off to sleep. That night Ileus dreamt of a beautiful demoness with intense green eyes, whose face was too blurry in the fog that surrounded her. She was singing a lullaby to make her baby sleep. His eyes jolted open, as shock flitted through his body. Swiveling his head to Anastasia, he found that she was still sleeping soundly. He got up, rubbed his face and then shoved the remnants of dream out of his mind. Without waking her up, he got up and went to see how Caleb was doing. When he reached his room, he was too stunned to react to what he saw.