Ileus: The Dark Prince

Soaked in hot lavender infused steam and water, Olivia rested her head at the back and closed her eyes. Images of Kaizan kissing her only a while back flashed across her mind every now and then. A coiling heat wrapped around her body and she moaned in the sheer pleasure of reveling in that primal kiss. It was her first kiss and she didn't know that the first kiss could be so… scorching hot. 

She didn't know why but her breasts felt heavy. Her fingers brushed her inner thighs and traveled up to her sex. Suddenly something rattled loudly in the room outside and she jerked opened her eyes, her reverie broken. She quickly finished taking a bath and towel dried herself. After wrapping herself in a towel, she rushed outside only to find that the room was upside down. It was as if a storm had passed through it. In the midst of it, Kaizan was sitting on the bed with his elbows on his knees and fingers below his chin, his expressions strained, yet a tight smile lingered on his lips. 

Eyes wide like a dinner plate, Olivia asked, "What happened?" She was bewildered. What could have happened between her going to the bathroom and his going to fetch food? 

"Nothing," he said tightly as he stared at her in nothing but just a towel. His already swollen cock pulsed and his balls tightened. He wondered if they were already blue. The moment he smelled her arousal, his beast wanted to take over and it did. He struggled with his beast to not go and mark the female and in the process the room was brought down. Thankfully, the bed remained. Kaizan never remembered to ever be in this kind of a situation before in his life. The girl made him feel like a randy lad around. "Now that you've taken a bath, I will," he said and rose up. He disappeared in the bathroom as if he ran away. 

Olivia raised her eyebrows and blinked at him as he raced to the bathroom. She put her hands on her hips to scan the room when suddenly the bathroom door opened again, his head popped out and he said, "Just leave it all. The servants will arrange it tomorrow morning." And he was gone. She narrowed her eyes and exhaled heavily. Too many things were strewn on the floor. She started picking one by one in order to keep them nicely. She didn't know how much time had passed, but when she straightened next, her back hit Kaizan's chest. 

Wrapped in a towel across his waist, he was standing as stiff as a ramrod. "Oh, I am sorry," she said, when he grasped her arm and steadied her on her feet. 

"I told you that the servants are going to take care," he growled, as he caught her tightly against his chest. When he had opened the door of the bathroom, the first sight that came in front of him was Olivia bent over on the floor, picking up something. And her towel was just a little below her sex, showing the lower swells of her hips. Could it get any worse? He groaned as his cock shot north in a second. He had taken a cold shower to suppress his lust and now this. He pressed his hand over his cock as he walked towards her. 

Right now, Olivia was standing against his chest, his shaft cradled behind her back. There was so much heat between them that Kaizan was surely going to lose his mind. He bent down and buried his face in her neck and inhaled her smell. "You must be tired Olivia," he murmured. "You need rest." He grazed the skin of the pulse point where he would mark her and she cried. 

"I—I—" she was trying to stay coherent. 

Kaizan took the quill stand from her hand, tossed it to the back and nudged her to the bed. 

"I haven't changed," she said in a soft voice. 

"It's fine. Sleep in this towel," he replied and made her lie on the bed. He tucked them in the blanket and then slipped right beside her. 

Olivia's skin flushed when he traced his finger over her arm while staring at her intensely. As if not able to resist her, he crawled above her. With his thighs wedged between her thighs and his elbows around her, he curled a finger beneath her chin and tipped it up. 

When he drew closer, his breath tickled her cheeks with a whisper of his breath. She knew that if he kissed her as intensely as he did back then, she would surely surrender. Her desire for him was at the moment amplified by at least a hundred times. It overpowered any modicum of commonsense. She knew that she might help him toss the two towels between them and let him take her as he pleased—standing by the window, on the floor or on the bed. Whatever he wished, she would do. 

His fangs grazed her lips and then he brushed his soft and firm bottom lip. It was so sensuous that Olivia thrust her hips into him. 

"What are you people doing?" Those words came out of nowhere. Crunching of food followed—loud crunching. 

Olivia snapped her head towards the source of the voice which was right beside them and she squealed seeing two golden hued wide eyes watching them intently without blinking. 

"Ileus!" Kaizan growled. "What the fuck?" He pressed Olivia's flushed face into his neck and pressed her body with his. Thankfully the towel was still on. 

Ileus was lying on his side with his elbow propped up and head resting on the hand. He was eating dried sesame banana chips out of a plate while watching them with a raised eyebrow. "You both need rest. This is not the right time," he said, picking up yet another chip. "I got food for you." 

Olivia burst into a giggle, as Kaizan grunted. "You have a death wish, Aly?"