Chapter 41
Prince Reagan
Tales Of The Demoness I canât express the amount of joy I feel when I see the crestfallen look on Janetâs face as she realizes Reagan and I are leaving. I had packed up some clothes and necessities to take along, but Reagan hadnât even picked a thing along with him. I was guessing he had planned this earlier on, or his things were already where weâre going.
He hasnât told me anything about our ânew home, nor has he talked much since the ride here. He must still be mad at me or pissed even, as he hasnât glanced at me that much. But Iâm not worried. Heâll come around, so for now, Iâm just excited Iâll have him all to myself. Though, thereâs still the fact that heâll still be working with Janet.
âWhere are you guys going?â Speaking of the devil, she has her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she watches Adrian take my duffel bag out.
Lexi wasnât around as it seems she isnât back yet, but Danny is also in the sitting room, staring at us in question.
âEllie and I will be staying somewhere else. Iâll see you tomorrow at the next meeting.â
Reagan briefly narrates before we left through the elevator.
With a smirk on my lips, I wiggle my fingers in a wave, before the doors slides close, at a devastated Janet who was glaring daggers at me. And beside her is Danny, who rolls his eyes at us before walking away.
I turn to look at Reagan only to see his scowl still on as he stares ahead. I hate his distant behavior. Before, he couldnât even rip his eyes away from me even when mine clashes with his.
I wrap my hands around his bicep so he would look down at me, where I was pouting and fluttering my eyelids up at him, innocently.
âWhatâs wrong?â I softly asked as he stares down at me with hooded eyes. Even though not smiling, he still looked nothing less to an Adonis. And he smells divine like always.
âWould you have given that guy your number if I wasnât there to stop you?â He suddenly asks, and I try as much as possible to hide my amused smile. I had suspected that had caused his foul mood, and itâs a breath of fresh air to see he really wanted me all to himself.
âOf course not.â I place a kiss on his bicep, even with the leather jacket he has on. âI mean, he was cute and all that... A low warning growl resonates from him, and I bite my lip this time to hide the smile. âBut, why would I need someone cute when Iâve got a tasty knockout all to myselfâ I say, trying to inflate his ego. But Iâm sure he already knows what he is.
He smirks in satisfaction before leaning down to whisperinto my ear.âNice. But youâre still in a whole lot of trouble when we get back.â
That wasnât what I was expecting.
âWhat did I do?!â I can only ask before the doors slide open and he walks out. I huff before following after to his parked car. And as we hop in behind, Adrian drives off to a location still unknown to me.
Idrop my duffel bag, staring at the dimly lit room. Another penthouse, it seems, as this oneâs located at the top of a hotel, but itâs not as large as the one we came from. And when! look out the window, the view here isnât as grand. Either way, I love it since no one else was here. And by no one, I mean a dark-haired demoness.
When I walk into the wardrobe, I already see menâs clothing on one side, and they smell like my mate.
âYou already had this planned before, didnât you?â I ask, turning around to find Reagan pulling out his shoe as he sits on the bed.
âWell, considering how much youâve been whining lately, I decided to get prepared.â He shrugs, causing me to narrow my eyes at him.
âOh, Iâm sorry if I have been annoying you with all my whining.â I glare at him, hating how he made me sound like an irritating girlfriend.
He sighs as he stands up and walks over to me. I just donât get why you hate Janet so much when sheâs been nothing but sweet towards you.â
Sweet?!â I utter the word with venom dripping in my voice. Balling both my fists beside me, I walk up to him, keeping eye contact and letting my anger show fort. âShe promised to make me watch as she snatched you from me,â I announce, and his eyebrows droop in surprise. âSo tell me, Your Highness, how was that sweet?â
I feel my wolfâs wrath as I remember vividly, how she had boldly promised to take Reagan from me. I shouldnât have let her walked out that day without scratching her face off.
âWhat?â I can see the shock register on his face as he looks into my unwavering eyes.
âThatâs right. Your sweet friend is nothing but a jealous b***h out to have you to herself.â His face contorts into a scowl with his displeasure evident on his face. He seems to be mulling over something for a while before he walks up to me and places both his hands on my arms. Leaning down, he asks, âWhat else did she say?â His voice sounds chilly, while his demeanor turns suddenly menacing. I can see him gritting his fine set of teeth in anger as his grip on my arms tighten.
Ishrug, âJust that sheâs going to have you and that you donât want me, seeing as you havenât marked me yet.â
He blinks at my words as realization dawns on his face. âThatâs why you wanted me to mark you all of a sudden, isnât it?â I look away, guilty at his words. Janet had just gotten into my head and was able to manipulate me easily. And I had been dumbenough to let her.
âLittle wolf, look at me.â Reaganâs smooth voice and hand on my jaw coax me to turn back to him. I can feel the tingles where his skin touches mine, and when I stare into his warm brown eyes, Iâm blown away at how mesmerizing they always seem to be.
âI want you to trust me when I say itâs you that I want, and no one else. I donât have to mark you before letting you know that I love you so much. Not Janet, but you.â My breath hitches in my throat at his words, and my knees suddenly feel boneless. I would have buckled underneath my weight if he wasnât holding me.
âYou love me?â I ask in a tiny voice that I barelyrecognize as mine. My throat is clogged up with so many emotions, itâs hard to breathe. My eyes tear up as I stare at his beautiful face. My heart is swelling with emotions, so much that I think it might burst.
A full-blown smile appears on his lip enough to make me fall at his knees. âOf course, I do. I thought that was obvious already.â
I couldnât help but lean in to smash my lips against him, having a taste of him after a long time.
Yes, thirty hours was a long time. And he wraps his arms around my waist to receive me, taking my breath away with his lips. I dig my fingers into his silky hair, pulling them, and eliciting groans of pleasure from him. The sounds heâs making are enough to make my stomach clenches in need, and my panties feel my excitement. God, I missed him.
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He tastes and feels so good, I couldnât get enough of him. All I wanted at that moment was to let him know how I felt by showing him, making him feel the same. And with the kiss, I did. Sparks fly about us with zaps of electricity zinging through our bodies.
He bites hard on my bottom lip before sucking and soothing it before delving his tongue in once more.
His hands around my waist roam my body before cupping my ass, causing me to moan into the kiss.
When we part, our breaths come out in pants as we inhale each otherâs breath. I didnât want to leave him just yet, and it seems neither did he as we remain glued against each other.
| take my time to input his handsome looks once more into my memory. His blonde hair that my fingers were still threading through his long eyelashes that brush against his cheeks anytime he blinks, and his prominent cheekbones. With his leather jacket, he had this bad boy vibes that only seems to turn me on the more. I feel like caging him in this room so no other female can get her filthy claws on him.
Argh...now you sound insane, insane.
1 âNow tell me, my sweet girl,â he brings his thumb and forefinger up to cup my jaw, âwhy am Tonly hearing now about all this?â
âI was gonna tell you, but then we had that fight.â I shrug, biting my lip as I remember that hideous day. I feel terrible as I had been the one to elicit it by falling into Janetâs trap. I really was stupid.
Thear a groan come from him, only to look up and see his eyes fixed on my lips.
âDonât do that.â He uses his thumb to separate my bottom lip from my teeth.
âWhat?â I tilt my head in question at him.
âBlame yourself. Itâs not your fault. Even I sometimes think Iâm crazy for having not claimed you yet.â He chuckles a light sexy tone that somehow reverberates through me down to my core.
My eyes drift down to where his bulge was straining painfully against his pants. Reagan and I have been together for a few weeks, and never have I been able to help him to relieve himself. He had helped me a couple of times especially when I was in my âheatâ period. But not once had he let me touch him. Isnât he a man with needs?
I reach out my hand down to his waistband, and I feel him go rigid as he moves back to furrow his eyebrows at me.
âWhatâre you doing?â He questions with a curious gaze directed down at me.
âLet me help you.â I motion to his evident bulge. I can see the unsure look on his face as he eyes me warily. He must think this is a tactic for me to get him to mark me. Iâroll my eyes at his absurd thinking.
âI donât want you to mark me orf**k me if thatâs what youâre afraid of. I just wanna help.â He purses his lip as he mulls over it for a while before shaking his head, moving back once more away from me, keeping the distance.
âEllie. Iâm not cautious because I think youâre trying to seduce me. Iâm cautious because I donât think Iâll be able to stop myself if you keep touching me like that. Iâm a beast with a large appetite that you canât handle...for now.â He winks at me before turning to disappear into the bathroom opposite us.