Nadia's POV

Kael's lower body is naked and exposed. I can feel the wind passing through his separated legs and hitting my face.


He makes no show of resistance as I fully unclothed him. I can hear him take sharp uncontrollable breaths at irregular intervals.

His body is moving to the rhythm of the breeze, a sound that no one else could feel or hear but him.

'Don't…" He starts to say something which I don't let him finish before taking his girth into my moist hands.


I ride my hands up and down his waist guiding him through the rhythm I wanted him to follow.

Expectedly but a little surprisingly, he follows and moves along. The motion is set. The breezy dark night, the cold breeze and a hot sexy alpha blooded male here with me.


The corners of his lips curl up and his eyes close in raw, pure ecstasy.

He looks at me like he wants to yank my head off and for my mouth into places he wants it to be.

He puts his hands together at the back reminding me of how sometimes Landon bound me when he wants to have sex with me.

For a minute I feel turned off and uninterested, but the urge to inflict what Landon inflicts on me, his fellow male, especially one of royal blood, sends the blood rushing back to everywhere but my head.

I can feel my nioples harden and my breasts feel sore and heavy.

Karl is struggling to keep his hands at the back, probably challenging himself to see how long he could hold out the temptation.

I breathe softly, making sure my warm breaths blow against him sensitive areas causing him to gasp and contort his face in pleasure.

I can imagine him imagining that he was making love to me already.

I take his hands from his back and firstly put them on my button.

He opened his eyes and stared me straight in the eyes for the first time since this started.

'I don't want to do this." He says to me in a husky voice, even though he was already fully erect and passing sex exhales.

'Doesn't that make it all the more worth it?" I knew to challenge his ability to fight against things, like himself, I knew that I would want to push him, you dare himself. 'Tell me what you think when one day while Landon meets with your brother, you tell them that you saw the birthmark on Landons mates breasts when you sucked it under the moonlight and you made her scream for more?" I succeed in painting graphic pictures in his head and word by word I see it take effect.

My hands are on his thighs and I see him flexing his thigh muscles probably for some strength to resist me, and I'm determined not to let it happen, definitely not a possibility. I've come too far to back down. It would both be very embarrassing and hurtful to let him reject me.

'You know we shouldn't be doing this." Kael says. I feel a wetness drop on my face and I know what it is. He's out of control and would bend to whatever I want him to do now.

'We don't follow rules, do we?" I asked him, looking in his eyes.

As he looks down on me, I feel his who's who ripple in size and it comes as no shock that he takes my hair in his hands.

He is about to ram his hardness into me, and force me to bend to his whims and caprices, I love the fire I see in his eyes.

Even in the dark I can see his eyes turn full black with green circles meaning he is extremely aroused.

I feel the moisture between my legs too and all this waiting is looking unnecessary and like we are just both stressing ourselves when we know what we want to do.

Something suddenly struck me and made me ask something I later regretted blurting.

'What about your mate?" I asked him in a voice clear enough so I don't go through the embarrassment of him not hearing me well and asking me to repeat what it was I said.

It starts with him being still and not moving. I can't hear the gasps, the sex exhales, the heaves, the silenced moans. I can no longer feel all the blood rushing to the core of his body.

His arms make involuntary twitching movements after which he shuts his eyes and remains still. Lastly but not least important, his erection starts to fall.

I feel like a failed person. Landon always makes me feel this way. Now, I did this to myself.

'I'm sorry." I say to him as soon as he opens his eyes. I can see the embarrassment in his face as he looks down at his naked self. The moisture and already drying marks which leave a white trail on his thighs.

Without any more words, Kael picks his clothes from the floor and puts them on, albeit slowly.

'It's not you." he said finally after straightening out a non-existent crease.

'That's hard to believe as we are just two here." I replied to him.

'You are going to have to choose what you believe, but I am saying my truth." Kael's tone makes it clear that it's left to me to decide what I wanted to believe, he couldn't care less.

'You were about to say something else." I spur him on to continue his narrative. It's one I don't want to miss mainly because I might never see Kael again. Suddenly, I feel like a child trying to hold their favourite thing back from leaving them.

It reminds me of how I held on to the remains of my dead mom and dad's body after they were massacred.

The tears uncontrollably started rolling down my eyes.

Kael is fully clothed now, but he feels bad for the tears rolling down my eyes and my silenced sobs. I'm trying so hard to hold it in, as I did when Vance started having sex with me behind Talia, like I did when Talia first told me of the pains she felt and I lied, like I did when Vance told me on the night if he and Talia's wedding that I was a whore he doesn't want to see ever again, like I did when Landon had sex with me, like I did when Landon always told me I was worthless.

'I'm sorry." Kael says to me for lack of words to say.

'It's not you." I replied to him.

Suddenly we both start laughing because this conversation is deja vu, the same conversation we had when I asked about his mate.