- Sneak Into His Room II
Kier
Slowly, Jessamine Everhart gets out of my bed, rising with a grace that surprises. She is in a long pink chemise that reveals nothing, but she looks…I swallow.
She yanks my favourite robe off its hangar and wraps it around her body. Her audacity baffles me. “I thought I’d come by to apologize for my behaviour, but you weren’t in when I got here. I waited and… well, your bed is more comfortable than the mattresses in the servants. quarters. I fell asleep.”
“And you thought to fall asleep in MY bed?!”
She looks up at me, violet eyes searching mine. “You will wed me soon with the Moon Goddess’s blessings. It’ll be OUR bed soon. I thought I’d start getting used to it as well.”
If I had any doubts before, they have been erased. Jessamine Everhart has more than a few screws loose in her head. No matter that it’s a very beautiful head.
She turns around, walking to my closet and prying it open. “Surely, you do not have a problem with that. The same way I did not just see you fool around with a contender and almost take her to bed.”
I pause, brows furrowing. “Are you threatening me?”
She turns from where she picks at my shirts and tunics, and a nasty smile graces her cheeks, revealing those dimples that do something to me. Though, I am unsure what. “No, Alpha, but we wouldn’t want the other Alphas finding out that their daughters have been brought here only to be ridiculed by their King.”
I storm over to where the woman stand, breaths harsh and fast as I
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grab her arm and spin her around to look at me. “I will have you thrown in the dungeons for your insolence. You will learn to respect-”
She giggles. It’s a sultry sound. “And what will they say when they see me in your robe, coming out of your room at night? Shall I tell you what they will say?” She leans in, standing on her toes, smile widening as her hot breath tickles my skin. “They will s., Alpha Kier is sleeping with the maid.”
Heavens. She smells so good, and her lips are this close…
I blink, step away from her quickly. My thoughts are going haywire from standing this close to her. My lips peel back in a feral snarl. “Get out. Right now, or I’ll peel your skin off your bones.”
She doesn’t look scared. She’s smiling again, and when her lips start moving again, I find that I can’t concentrate. I’m staring at them. Her bottom lip is fuller than the top and I have the sudden urge to bite it, just to find out if they are as soft and luscious as they look. “You’d need to start peeling off my clothes first, Alpha.”
Damn me. A very vivid image evades my thoughts and I growl, ripping the vile thought from my head. “Get out.”
She grins, holding up my favourite blue shirt and she sniffs in deeply.” I’ll be keeping this.”
And then she walks out of my room in a proud strut like she owns it, leaving me growling in annoyance.
Right. If I’d called for the guards, it would have spread like wildfire that she was in my room. In my robe and her nightdress. It didn’t help that Moira had seen her in my bed either.
It’d cause an uproar, and now is not the time for that.
1 pace about my room, hands folded behind my back. How, in the Goddess’s name, do I handle Jessamine Everhart and get her off my
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back? She’s become a pain in my neck, my tormentor. She torments me with her eyes, her lips, her smile, her hair, her voice, and…her very
existence torments me.
Her words are nasty, and her face innocent. Her lips beg to be kissed everytime she parts her mouth that say the vilest thing, yet, there is an inexperienced look to her. In the way she walks and moves. I do not smell a male on her. I smell purity when she comes close.
How can a virgin be so…callous?
How can an Omega stand up to me, An Alpha, and speak words that make me shiver with fear and…Goddess forbid it that I feel need.
It is Zephyr wanting things he should not. Only nine more tasks and I will have her gone from my castle. Only nine more. That is a terribly long time to have an insane woman roaming the walls of your home.
Only Goddess knows what demented plans she might have up her
sleeve.
I yank off my bedsheets and duvet, tossing them out the window. It still doesn’t get rid of her scent in my bed, in my room and in my nose.
I sleep on the cold hard floor, with my doors and windows shut.
Yet, when I wake up the next morning, I find my robe neatly folded on my bed and the deranged woman’s scent is everywhere in my room.
What else did she do? She placed a blanket over me and somehow tucked a pillow under my head. She did all that and I didn’t wake up. I’m an extremely light sleeper, and at the slightest creak of my door, I am on my feet, a dagger in my hand.
With constant rogue attacks, you tend to learn how to sleep with an eye
open.
Yet, somehow, Jessamine Everhart had slipped into my room and
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touched me without waking me.
What does this make me feel?
Scared.
