Seeing us near, Dallah steps forward. “Oh look at you, I knew this dress would triumph the others,” She tells me with a knowing smile.
“I love it Dallah, thank you. How was your day?” I ask with a mischievous smile, now bringing the blush to her cheeks.
“Perfect,” She tells me while sharing a shy look with Julian.
I smile at the both of them, that is until Richard walks up to us with Den still at his side, but looking like he would rather be anywhere but there.
“Dallah, where have you been? You were meant to be here hours ago,” He tells her angrily before he looks straight at me with a look of... sympathy! WHAT THE...
“I was busy. Let’s get this over with Richard,” She tells him while reluctantly taking his arm to do the routine of meeting and greeting.
Ruk gives Richard a low growl of warning due to his eyes lingering on me for too long, which he sneers at us and pulls Dallah away.
“Zara, come sit with me and have a drink,” Julian asks, giving me a wink.
I take his hand and sit with him at the table and soon were laughing and joking just as we did back home. Ruk sits opposite us at the table, soon surrounded by five beautiful women, that I think are also werewolves as they flirt with him and ask him to dance with them. I know from my time with Sallack that werewolves have a hard time finding their true mate, which gives me a pang of jealousy as one of them sits on his lap brushing her fingers through his hair. The thought hits me, what if she is his mate. He continues smiling and laughing with them, while I feel like jumping up and ripping him away from them. I know it is wrong of me to feel that way, but the heart wants what the heart wants after all.
“Zara, you alright?” Julian asks me tenderly.
“Shit, sorry, what were you saying?” I ask him, but again, my eyes land on the women surrounding Ruk.
“Why are you looking at Ruk in that way Zara?” Julian asks me with a knowing tone.
“Just making sure he doesn’t need help,” I lie.
“Yeah, looks that way, why don’t you go over and join in the conversation.”
I look back at him with a sigh, and smile up at him.
“No, he’s having fun; it’s nice to see him smile.”
“It's good to see you smile, he makes you smile?” He asks me with a look of understanding.
“He does, yeah.” I tell him sadly, and then look back in Ruk’s direction instantly catching his gaze, as he stands up brushing them all aside, which they don’t look too happy about. He heads towards me with a determined look on his face, which makes my heart hitch up a beat.
“Julian, give us a moment,” Ruk asks as he comes to stand beside us.
“Yeah, no worries.” He tells us with a grin as he walks over to join the Brothers’ and Theo, whom stand in a circle, and most likely plotting something.
Ruk takes Julian’s seat and looks at me with a smile while tilting his head to the side.
“You’re happy? I haven’t seen you smile like that in a while,” He asks as he brings a strand of my hair forward and lays it over my shoulder.
“I was thinking the same thing about you,” I tell him, as my breath hitches when his eyes glow faintly, but no longer the brown shade his eyes are, but the purple shade they turned when we connected.
“Why are you looking at me like that beautiful?”
“It’s your eyes, they’re glowing purple, you look amazing,” I tell him while gazing at him in awe.
“Yeah? And every time you look at me like that, your eyes do the same thing,”
“No way! Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask before looking down shyly.
“Because I didn’t want it to burn out,” He tells me with his intense eyes searching mine.
Now I know this I have to be careful around Ruk in public, but I can’t help but look at him like he‘s the hottest man alive, so it will take some practice.
“Hey Ruk, you wanna come up to my room with a few of my girls, we could have a lot of fun?” One of the women he was just speaking to blatantly asks, as she stands in front of him thrusting her chest out.
“No he doesn’t!” I tell her with an angry sneer, not giving him a chance to reply.
“Didn’t realize you had a girlfriend, my bad!” She laughs as she walks over to the Brothers’, now followed by her girlfriends.
“Sorry, but you could do much better than them,” I tell him apologetically, as I now feel bad for speaking for him.
“Yeah, I think you’re right,” He tells me with the largest grin on his face.
The singer who’s been entertaining us all night with her beautiful voice, stops and speaks into the microphone, I have no idea what she said, all I know is that every pair of eyes in the room are on me. However, as my eyes linger on Ruk, I tense up noticeably and look around the stilled room.
“Zara Carter, come to the stage please,” She asks politely.
“Why?” I shout out, making the Brothers’ laugh.
“Zara, guest of Princess Dallah, come please,” She repeats, looking annoyed that I haven’t yet made a move.
Standing to my feet with a frown in place, I make my way over to her, whilst I climb the few steps up to the stage; she takes my arm and whispers to me,
“You have to sing, do you have a song, or shall I get the band to play something random,” She whispers then looks me in the eye.
“Are you being serious?” I screech at her, and curse this night for the rest of my life. I cannot walk away now that I am on the fucking stage, I will look scared, and that is something I don’t want.
“Fine, random it is,” I tell her with a sign.
Taking the microphone from her hand, my heart thunders in my chest, I do not want to do this. As they play the intro, I instantly recognized the song, Shayne Ward; Promises. It is without doubt the most beautiful song I have ever heard. And heard it a lot I have, as it was the song I used to have on repeat when I was going through my heartache over Den, at the emotional age of 16.
“I can’t sing this!” I tell her in a whispered plea, but she ignores me and walks of the stage, the bitch!
Locking eyes with Den across the room, taking a deep breathe through my nose, I hold on to the microphone for dear life. I cannot remember the last time I was this scared. I look at him angrily for doing this, because I know that this was his idea, there is no way in hell that this was random.
Trying to fight off the tears and fear, I don’t start to sing until the chorus kicks in.
The song is about a person being so desperately in love that they feel in heaven when around them, the need to have that special person with them tonight, wanting to die in your lover's arms. Needing that person, with no promises. Wanting to stay with that person forever, never to run away and be alone.
It is a song that was meant for Den, now bringing up bad memories.
As the song comes to an end, I breathe heavily, while trying to keep a hold of my emotions. I’m so angry for Den doing this to me; I now have a hundred speechless men and woman looking at me in a different light, that is what I didn’t want. Slowly they start to clap and whisper, while I hear Mickey give me a Wolf whistle and a few fist pumps, which makes me laugh, until I see the look on Den’s, Sallack’s and Ruk’s face’s.
As I walk off the stage, careful not to fall on my face, I get hands come out to me, to touch me as they praise me for my voice.
Dallah appears in front of me with a look of unconditional love.
“Don’t Dallah, please don’t!” I tell her through the tears in my eyes. I can feel how overwhelmed she is, and her wanting to tell me so, but I don’t want that, I want to find that little fucker Den and kill him!
“Zara, he’s gone, he left out the back,” She tells me knowing that I’m scanning the room for Den.
Walking through the masses of people, I make my way into the gardens, followed by Dallah close behind. I see Den sitting on a bench by the water fountain, with his head in his hands.
“Den! What the fuck was
that? I know that was you! How could you put me through that?” I scream at him enraged.
He knows that I don’t sing in front of people because they go all starry eyed and hypnotic. Moreover, that song was so personal to me; it had so many hidden messages in it.
“I needed to hear you sing it again. You used to sing that for me didn’t you?” He asks with a tear running down his cheek.
“Don’t do this to me Den, don’t make me relive that time again!” I beg him as he steps up to me.
“Why didn’t you tell me babe?”
“Don’t you dare! I loved you Den, so what? It makes no difference if you know now or then, it could never be! You are not the Den I love, my Den would not have treated me the way you have, all the vile things you have said to me! You are no better than Richard! Me loving you years ago does not change ANYTHING!” I shout at him with my anger boiling to a dangerous level.
“Who do you love Zara, you were singing it to someone tonight?” He asks me with attitude, as he stands straighter and lifts his head high.
Looking at him from head to toe, I frown at him when landing on his eyes.
“You think you’re so great Den, the big bad Wolf, who can have any girl he wants, cos you’re so fucking gorgeous, well guess what, I don’t care if you fuck every girl in here tonight, not any more. I was fucking deluded to ever think of you in that way! Looks like we are the same, both whores that will never feel real love!” I spit out at him angrily.
“When did you become such a bitch?”
“When you let me go!” I scream at him with raw emotion, before walking away from him with the little dignity I have left. When I get away from Dallah and Den, who are now speaking in raises voices, I close my eyes and imagine myself anywhere but here.
Transporting myself to Ruk’s bedroom, I flop on to his bed with a sigh. This is such bullshit, why did Den decide to be a prick now, when Dallah needs us at her side as a solid family, when I need to put my all in to cursing Richard with the ancient words from the book.
“Thought you might be here,” Ruk tells me as he walks through the door, removing his jacket, and working at his shirt buttons.
“Yeah sorry I left like that; Den is...ah it doesn’t matter.”
“Wanna talk about it?” He asks throwing his shirt to the floor.
“No,” I tell him, and just watch him while his hands run through his hair.
He stands in only trousers, his wide chest, narrowing at the waist, the soft light from the lamp highlights his defined abs, as his hands go to open his trouser button I tear my eyes away. Oh god! I need to get out of here. Standing up quickly, before he senses my desire, I practically run into the bathroom, but not before looking back over my shoulder for one more peak, this time at his back, which is ripped with muscle, just as delicious at the front.
“Thanks for always being there for me Ruk, I’m going jump in your shower, can I borrow a shirt?
“Yeah, here,” He passes me a t-shirt from his neat pile of clothes, and as I take it from his hand, I look up at him as he looks down at me.
“You alright Zara?” He asks me in a rough tone, as he lifts his hand to rub his cheek, looking like he doesn’t know what to do with his hands.
“I’m ok, I’ll be back in a sec, I need to get out of this dress,”
“Yeah,” He tells me as if he agrees.
Pulling myself away from him and his amazing scent of what I can only describe as a fresh summers morning with what I think is a hint of mint.
Stepping under the shower, I try to wash away the hunger that builds in my every part of my body that longs for Ruk’s touch. It doesn’t work, the more I try to forget about the way he talks, walks, looks at me with that twinkle in his eye, the more I yearn for him.
I want to just give in and let myself feel what it craves, but I can’t be sure he feels the same way anymore, there are still the looks and the little flirty comments he makes, but he is holding back. He probably feels it is too soon, and doesn't want to step on Sallack’s toes. I should feel the same, but when we're together, I forget about every bad thing in my life, every worry and fear.
God, I wish I had something a little more flattering to wear, rather than an oversized shirt.
“Whoa!”
“What’s wrong?” Ruk asks through the door worriedly.
“Oh no I’m ok, just a spider.”
I hear him laugh as he walks away from the door. Really, I screeched because I have just discovered a new power, and man is this the best one so far, much like the Brothers’ when they change from wolf form back to the men and their clothes just appear back on them by thought. However, this is much better as I have dressed myself in the sexiest, but prettiest bra and knickers, they are patterned with different colored flowers, and it looks more like an amazing 2-piece swimsuit. Building my courage up at the door, with deep breaths, I swing open the door.
Ruk is standing with his back to me as I enter the room. He turns to me in what seems like slow motion, and finally his eyes land on me, he releases a soft sexy growl.
“Where did that come from,” He asks before turning away from my gaze.
“Looks like I can dress myself with magic,” I tell him trying to work out why he will not look at me.
“Why did you choose that,” He asks with his back facing me.
Walking to him slowly I wrap an arm around his muscular waist and with my other hand, I run my fingers up his back, he tenses against my touch, while trying to suppress a growl.
“We can’t,” He tells me regrettably.
“Why?”
“We aren’t meant for each other in this way Zara.”
“I want you Ruk, screw Destiny, I want to be with you tonight,” I tell him, while pressing my lips to his skin and kissing him seductively over his back. He inhales before he turns to me and runs his fingers down my cheek with hunger in his eyes.
“Why do you want me Zara?” He asks almost suspiciously.
“I want you because I haven’t been able to take my eyes of you all night, I want you Ruk,” I tell him, running my fingers over his wide chest.
“Not because of what happened with Den?”
“No, I have wanted to feel you against me since the last time we kissed, only now I want more, I want to give you more,” I tell him, my voice laced with desire.
“But we can’t be Zara, we are not meant to be together.”
“You don’t want me?”
“I want you more than my next breath,” He almost whispers, losing his inner fight as his hand stokes my breast, pulling my bra cups down, my breasts tumble into his hands, as his thumb strokes my nipple.
“Then take me, I want to give myself to you, even if for only this night Ruk.”
“Are you sure? Because I won’t be able to stop?” He asks me a little out of breath, giving me a final chance to change my mind.
My legs start to shake as a feeling of excitement rushes through my blood, and my panties moisten. Pressing my body against his, my fingers run over his hardness, I unbutton his trousers and watch them fall to the floor.
“Take me Ruk,” I tell him almost in a plea.
Months ago I would have never of had the confidence to speak to a man in this way, but after what has happened in those miserable two months, I now feel strong, powerful, and I am now the Charmer that I want to be. This feels right, to be here with Ruk.
Ruk lifts me off the floor, wrapping my legs around him to draw him closer; he walks us to his bed. As he lays me down softly on the bed, I smile up at him as his lips come down on mine, his tongue seeking entrance as I part my lips as mine joins him. Removing my bra skillfully and so fast he has my breast in his hand treasuring it, then his warm lips are upon it drawing my aching nipple into his mouth. I’m automatically thrusting my breasts towards him seeking more, which he delivers wildly taking each tight bud in turn to total ecstasy.
He growls as his fingers brush over my glistening sex. Thrusting my hips to press my sex against his ere
ction, causing him to moan.
“Ruk, I need you inside me,” I tell him in a gasp.
“You will be the death of me beautiful, but be patient, I’ve waited this long for you, I’m going to taste you first.”
As he backs off me a whimper escapes me at the loss, he stands at the foot of the bed, his eyes not leaving mine, full of passion. Going to sit up, he grabs my ankles and drags me to the end of the bed so fast I’m a little afraid and feeling helpless at his mercy, but very turned on as he pulls my panties slowly off. His eyes taking in my expression as he smiles wickedly at me before he looks hungrily to his prize. My hearts beating rapidly as his laving me with his wicked tongue, and just as I thought I can’t take any more he thrust a finger inside me, then two. My body uncontrollably bucking off the bed as the best orgasm I’ve ever had ripples through me, and just as I start to come back to earth Ruk whispers his voice full of lust,
“You are amazing, so beautiful watching you release.”
Then he leans over me, supporting his weight on his forearms, he surprises me by thrusting his hardness fully into me with a moan of pleasure.
“I’m sorry, I wanted to enter you slowly, but you made it impossible with your sexy little moans,” He says breathlessly.
“I don’t care as long as you’re inside me...Ruk.” I scream in pleasure, the feeling of his impressive size filling me sends rippling waves through me to my core.
Pulling his head down to mine, hungrily mashing our lips together in a fierce passion fuelled kiss. My fingers pulling at his hair when his movements quicken as he demands control, which I give willingly. Moaning out his name again, he takes hold of my face in his hand, and looking him in the eye, a tear of pure pleasure runs down my cheek, which he licks away erotically. My nails bite into his back, leaving deep cuts as every nerve in my body tightens. Taking me by the waist, he flips me onto my front and lifts my stomach so that my buttocks are in the air and my weight is on my elbows and knees. While he hammers inside of me, with everything he has to give. I scream through the waves of ecstasy as another orgasm hits me fast.
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