Ileus: The Dark Prince

"Where could he have gone?" she asked loudly. 

"I don't know." the girl replied. "I hope they find him soon. It's not that you get married everyday!"

Anastasia appeared flustered. She pursed her lips and her usual happy demeanor plummeted. 

"Princess, you are feeling tired, and we have a long way to go. Don't worry about Prince Ileus. I am sure he must be in the palace already. It would be better that you take some rest before we take you for the next custom," the girl suggested. All the other girls agreed with her. 

Anastasia stretched her limbs. Her eyes were droopy and she gave them a lazy smile. "Yes, it had been a long day for me," she replied as she stifled a yawn. "I would love to sleep." 

"Come," the girl waved her hand in the direction of her bedroom. 

As Anastasia walked, the wolf pup followed her. He was right on her trail. As soon as she opened the door of the room, the pup squeezed his way in. 

"Hey!" The girl following Anastasia shouted. "Come back!" Fear flashed through her eyes. She ran after it, but the pup darted under the bed and growled from there. 

Anastasia chuckled. "Leave him. I don't think he will harm me." 

"Are you sure?" asked the girl. "He is not a pet and must have come from the wilderness." 

"I am pretty sure," said Anastasia. 

Assured, the girl left after admonishing the wolf pup. "Don't you dare scratch our princess, otherwise our prince is not going to leave you!" 

As soon as she left, Anastasia closed the door, rushed around to draw all the curtains and then she leaned against the last window. With her hands on her hips and narrowed eyes, she looked at the wolf pup. "Come out Ileus!" she said. "That's just too mischievous of you." 

The little wolf pup yelped and walked out from under the bed. Shadows rose around him and when they dissipated, Ileus was standing there with a broad smile on his lips. "Did you miss me, Ana?" He looked at her with his amber eyes and locked her gaze. Slowly, very slowly, he walked to her. 

Anastasia found herself pressing against the drapes of the window, feeling the heat rising in her belly. She couldn't remove her eyes from his. The man was too hot for the world, and she was melting in that heated gaze. Her heart pounded against her ribcage. "No, I didn't have the time to miss you," she replied in a low husky voice. 

Ileus came and stood right in front of her. He wedged his leg between her thighs, pinning her against the glass window. Brushing his fingers down her neck, to shoulders and then to her arms, he said, "But I missed you… a lot." His fingers grazed the side of her belly and her breath hitched. They trailed up to the lower swells of her breasts. He brushed them lightly and Anastasia clutched her thighs around his leg. With his other hand, he traced her neckline and then curled it beneath her chin. He tipped her face up and brushed his lips against hers. "I will fight with you for not missing me, but later…" 

Anastasia's lips curled up. "You must go back, Al," she said in a sexy voice. 

Her dress was too much of a distraction. He picked up her right leg and she instinctively curled it around his waist. He placed his hand on her hip and hissed a curse as he dug his fingers in her flesh. "I came here to see whether you are alright or not." He licked the outer lines of her lips, and when she clenched her thighs again, he didn't let her. He knew that she wanted him to kiss her, but he had to punish her for making him want her so... badly. His hand went to her other hip and grabbing them tightly, he picked her up. She wrapped both her legs around him and curled her arms around his neck. 

"Now that you have seen that I am doing pretty well, you can leave," she replied as she parted her lips. The two could play the game of lure. 

His eyes focused on her lips. His mind thinking of a thousand things those lips could do, he took her to the bed. "But I know you want me." He could smell her arousal. 

"Correction. You want me more. I am just playing along." 

"Ah!" He set her on the bed and she lied down. He crawled over her and opened the belt on her waist with which the dress was tied in its place. The dress fell on both the sides revealing her creamy skin on her breasts right up to her navel and sex. "Fuck!" he said and without another word latched on to her breasts. "I lose," he groaned. "I can't stay without you." Slowly, he dipped further, kissing all the way down until he reached her sex. He parted her folds with his fingers and dipped his nose in between. "Ah! You smell divine," he rasped. 

She squirmed beneath him. "Was this the reason you came here?" she asked as she watched him. 

He opened her folds more and then licked her from her core to her clit. "I came here because I missed you," he said, not looking at her. Her tiny bud was calling him. It was throbbing for him. It needed him. And so he wrapped his lips around it. 

Anastasia cried. "Ah!" Her body arched and she pressed herself into his mouth. 

"My lusty female!" he groaned and sucked on her clit savagely. He flicked it with his tongue. 

The muscles in her belly had coiled and coiled and she wanted to release. She thrashed her head on the pillow, moaning sweet nothings. "I want—" Gods, this man was going to make her crazy. 

He knew that she was about to come, so he grazed his fangs over there and she cried. Just as she was about to come, he removed himself. 

"Wh— why did—?"

Game on. He looked up and with his glossy lips he asked, "Did you not think about me even once?"