Werewolf

As Theo licks all over my body, I feel like someone else as the pleasure wracks my body. The cold on my skin and air, and the contrasting warmth of his tongue on my body create an enticing combination, until my back arches in resignation. My hands wildly touch his shoulders, his head, and his back — everywhere I can reach. I am already too lost on it, too aroused that when his lips touch my heaving mound, I make a squeal. Light flashes through my vision and my body moves on its own, pleasure coursing through my body.
Theo watches me while my body trembles on my orgasm, his hand gently trailing along my stomach and up again. There are tears in my eyes as if pleading him for something that I don’t know about.
When my back touches the bed again, he asks, “Is this your first time having an orgasm?”
“I don’t know,” I admit. “I forget everything except fifteen years ago when I arrive at the pa

After breakfast and bath, I insist to dress up, thinking that I am going to Harbin later for my studies. But the way the day is going, it seems like Theo has a different plan for me. 
“Theo, it’s Monday, right? Shouldn’t I be with Harbin instead?”
He glowers at me. “You prefer his company more than mine?”
“That’s not it! You said it yourself, there is a certain expectation to a King’s lover.”
“He took your yesterday from me. So today, it’s fair that I will have you all for myself,” he says and his mouth touches mine again. He pushes me down the couch and showers small kisses on my face, while my hands rest on his shoulders. 
When his hands go inside my dress, I squeal and cover my mouth. “Sorry,” I say. Based on Harbin’s lessons, it's unbecoming for a lady to make a sound like that.
“Don’t be,” he says and kisses the side of my cheeks. “The sounds you make guide me on what you like and d

The instant the door closes on our room, Theo touches my lips to his. It is a close-lipped, chaste kiss as if he is trying to make me familiar with him first. 
When he pulls back from the kiss, I feel the need to wind my arms around his neck and ask, “So, what’s the story of the eye bags?”
He unconsciously touches it and groans. “Too much work and I can’t sleep at night.”
“Am I a noisy sleeper?”
“It’s because you sleep so peacefully beside me.”
There’s a knock on the door and we both go to the couch while the servants place our dinner on the table.
“That Harbin. I said tea and snacks.”
“It’s dark now, so it makes sense that they are giving us dinner instead,” I say.
Theo sighs and orders the servant, “Bring in the bath, too.”
Once the servants leave, I sample the dish. It’s delicious, but somehow, something is wrong. I look at it and then at Theo, who’s about to gobble it up. My hand automatically moves and slaps the food from him.
He frowns at me, especially when the meat drops all over the table. “What’s wrong?” he asks.
“Are you hungry?” I ask instead. The food doesn’t seem to be poisoned. Because if it is, something should have already happened to me. Then what’s wrong? Why is my gut instinct warning me against the food?
“I am not. I just eat earlier, but I want to eat with you,” he says.
Someone knocks on the door again and announces the bath. I look at the food, at the door, and then at Theo, who is looking confused at me. And I did the most unexpected thing. I straddle him on the couch and kiss him full in the mouth.
When I pull back, there is delight on his face. I pull on his collar and kiss him again. Before long, his arms wind around my waist and the other on my neck. He pulls me closer to deepen the kiss.
I pull back and whisper, “Lay me down on the table,” I breathe. “Now.”
“But the food…”
“Lay me down, please!”
With no hesitation, he swipes the food and glasses from the table. It makes a crashing sound as he places me on the table and smashes his mouth to mine. I pull him closer to me and I wind my legs around his waist. With both his arms on either side of my head, he pries my mouth open. I let him in, and when his tongue touches mine, I forgot all reasons, including the reason why I am forcing him to kiss me like this.
“Your majesty—”
The door opens and the servants squeal at the way we are wrapped in each other arms. As if woken up, I push at his chest and go from under him. In my panic, I slip on one plate and I come tumbling on the ground, together with the food, earning me a couple of wounds on my shoulders.
Theo gets up and lifts me from the floor, and my arms automatically wind around his neck.
“Sorry,” I say.
He looks at the servants and says, “Clean up this mess and leave.”
In just a few minutes, the servants take the messed up food and I find myself being undressed in front of the bath. Feeling ashamed of my blunder and my insistence for him to take me on the table, I keep quiet—even when he lifts me and puts me down on the tub. I even kept quiet when he bares himself and joins me in the tub of water.
However, my silence did not last long. I moan when he starts to massage my shoulders, my waist, and then my chest. I stiffen, especially when he whispers, “Be honest, do you have a fetish for rough sex?”
“No! Of course not!” I vehemently deny.
He laughs. “Got it. Because earlier, your actions prove otherwise.”
I submerge my head in the water. I have no excuse for what I asked for earlier. Then his hands continue exploring my body until it returns to my chest. I jerk at the sensation.
“Wait, Theo, ah! Not there,” I say, as his fingers brush over my nipple.
Suddenly, he cups my chest, and before I let out a moan; he lifts my chin and kisses me. It’s a hot kiss. It didn’t take long before I open my mouth and let him in, our tongues dancing with each other. I turn to face him so we can deepen the kiss. He lifts my butt and when I feel his erect manhood, my eyes open wide. I touch his shoulder and gently push at him.
“Wait!” I say, panicked. “Can we start slow?”
“That was my plan, but after your request earlier, I thought it was fine with you.”
“I didn’t know what got into me. I just feel the urge to kiss and touch you earlier.”
Theo smiles. “And right now, I feel the urge to kiss you,” he says and touches my lips again. I try to pull back, but he imprisons my waist with his arms. When his fingers trail along my spine, I can feel it again, the desire to do more. But we are too fast! 
So, I pull away and take a brush from the side of the tub. “I will brush your back,” I offer.
He sighs and turns his back on me. “There you go.”
I swipe his hair to the side while gently running my fingers over his broad back. I feel him shiver, so I use the brush instead. And with each stroke, I move closer and closer to him. He really smells like lavender. Is this the mate bond, too? Nonetheless, I love his smell. 
“Uhm, Kaiya, stop sniffing me. You’re just making it worse,” Theo whispers in a guttural voice.
Realizing that I am too close to him, I jump back. “I’m sorry, it’s just, ahm, it’s a werewolf thing.”
He turns towards me and takes the brush from my trembling hand. Then he gestures for me to turn around. I did, and he returns the favor of brushing my back.
“What’s a werewolf thing?” he asks. “Smelling your mate?”
“No, it’s about liking the smell of our mate.”
“Hmmm,” he mutters and asks, “What’s my smell like?”
“Lavender.”
He freezes. He leans his head on the back of my head and whispers, “I don’t think I can control myself anymore.”
“What?”
Suddenly, he lifts me from the bath and carries me to the bed. Then his mouth descends on my neck then nibbles along my chin.
“Wait, the bed will get wet!” I complain. “I need to dry up first!”
“Don’t worry, I will dry you up.”
Before I can understand what he meant, he starts to lick the water all over my body.

As Theo licks all over my body, I feel like someone else as the pleasure wracks my body. The cold on my skin and air, and the contrasting warmth of his tongue on my body create an enticing combination, until my back arches in resignation. My hands wildly touch his shoulders, his head, and his back — everywhere I can reach. I am already too lost on it, too aroused that when his lips touch my heaving mound, I make a squeal. Light flashes through my vision and my body moves on its own, pleasure coursing through my body.
Theo watches me while my body trembles on my orgasm, his hand gently trailing along my stomach and up again. There are tears in my eyes as if pleading him for something that I don’t know about.
When my back touches the bed again, he asks, “Is this your first time having an orgasm?”
“I don’t know,” I admit. “I forget everything except fifteen years ago when I arrive at the park.”
Theo moves up and kisses my cheeks.
“Why are you asking?” I ask.
“Because I am planning to give

Chapter 006 - Poison