Elvira

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I looked at the coquettish man in front of me, who had a sly smirk on his face. It must have been pretty entertaining to watch my jaw drop at his words. However, the smile he had when I said his name, made me feel like all could be forgiven. I wanted to see that smile again, so I let his name roll off my mouth like sweet candy.

“Adelio,” I said, hoping to see his bright smile again.

True to my expectations, his lips broke into a wide smile once more. His now blue eyes were glowing and sparkling with happiness. He looked so fucking beautiful that not even the moonlight could compare. I couldn’t believe that just by saying his name, I was able to incite such a reaction.

He took my hands and kissed the back of it, his feather-like lips brushing against my skin. “I’d like to know the name of my Malacia too,” he said.

I didn’t know what he meant by malacia, but my eyes were transfixed on his sea-blue eyes, that was driving waves of emotions down between my legs. “My name is Elvira,” I replied, and his smile grew wider. However, this time, there was something more sensual in them.

“Elvira” He repeated my name and goddess. It felt like a bolt of lightning ran through my very veins. I gasped and let out a puff of air. Something in me felt like a connection had been made, and it was strong. Is this how he felt when I said his name? Well, that would explain his world-treasure-like smile.

“My precious El,” he said as if he was under a spell, and I shuddered again at the call of my name.

Adelio sniffed the air and when he brought his eyes back down to mine, they were now a golden color. “I smell you darling, and fuck, it’s driving me mad,” he growled

I stiffened. He can smell my arousal. A wave of embarrassment came crashing down on me as I fumbled to pull the bed sheets over me. He was looking at me like that again. Like I was a savory meal that nothing else could compare to.

I quickly tried to change the subject, so I asked “Um, Adelio...?”

“Hm, my El?” he answered almost instantaneously. He was close to me, so close to my lips that at just a little tip of my head, I would be able to taste his red, sensual lips. I wonder if they taste just like cherries. I was musing about what his lips would taste like when I heard a deep groan escape his throat.

“Please El, make this easier on me,” he said, his hands riding up my thighs a little as he continued, “If you keep letting your lovely smell roam wild, I doubt I’d be able to restrain myself any longer.” His palm slid up a little further up my thigh and he squeezed it.

I whimpered at the sensation. Maybe I didn’t want him to hold back, maybe I wanted him to spread my legs wider and -

Okay, what the fuck Elvira?

I bunched up the silk white sheets on my body and jumped off from the other end of the bed. I needed to put a distance between me and him. I really can’t continue like this.

Adelio sighed and brushed his hair backward. “I told you, running away only excites me, love,” he said with a daunting smile. Then he got up and walked to the table where the food was placed, and busied himself with the tray.

I took the opportunity of his diverted attention to scan the room I was in. It was a reasonably large room with expensive-looking types of furniture lining the space. A gray carpet was draped over the hardwood floor and was soft to the feet. The sun peeking in through the red patterned curtains gave the room some type of warmth. Or was it the man in front of me, making my body feel warm?

I returned my gaze to Adelio and watched him work. His triceps were flexing as he cut up what smelled like fruits on the table. My mouth was watering at the sight of the fruit...or him. I didn’t know which was more appealing to me right now.

Suddenly, Adelio turned around, and I quickly averted my gaze. I stuck my eyes on the curtains like they were the secrets to the universe.

“You know you can look, darling. I’m yours after all,” I heard him say.

Mine? My eyes, no doubt, went up in shock. I’ve never had anything to call my own except for my maid dress and a few necessities. Other than that, nothing else was in my name. I own nothing and I was nothing. But here, this man was; a ruler of an entire empire looking me in the eye and saying he was mine. This has to be some cruel prank.

“Why do you keep insisting I am something to you? Better still, what am I to you?” I asked. The gears in my head were spinning, trying to figure out the answers to my questions, but I couldn’t come up with anything. My head was blank, like a clean sheet of paper.

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Adelio walked to the bedside and dropped the tray he was carrying on a small wooden stool that was next to the bed. He then sat on the bed and beckoned to me.

“Come here El,” he said

I shook my head and said “No I’m perfectly fine where I am”

Adelio sighed. “El darling, please listen to me. I’ll give you all the answers you want. I just need you to eat first. Your body is extremely weak and to top it off, you’re covered in bruises. I need to take care of you, so come here.”

His pleading eyes and the smell of the food were causing me to slowly crack. I was incredibly hungry and needed to feed my poor dying stomach, but I still had lots of questions I needed answers to.

Here we go again. I was plunging into a battle of mind and body.

I stared between Adelio and the food, then back at Adelio again for the next couple of minutes, contemplating my next move. How about I listen to him and go get some food? He did say he would explain everything to me once I ate. But what if I get close to him again, and he uses his weird magic on me? The one that’s able to put me out of my senses and have my body calling for him.

Adelio said nothing as I stood there, still trying to come to a decision. His eyes showed nothing but patience, as if he had all the time in the world for me. Meanwhile, I was still trying to come to a decision. At this point, the option of food was really close to winning. The smell wafting from the hot pastries and fresh fruit was really tempting me. Oh, I know! If I had a full stomach, I’d be able to ward off any magic he cast on me, and if he didn’t provide me answers, I could fight him with my pillow. That was it. It was a genius plan.

I returned my gaze to the ever-so-patient man that was just sitting there smiling at me, like he was watching something beguiling, and said “Fine, I’ll come over there. But only because the food looks too delicious to pass up on, and it’d be a waste.”

Adelio chuckled and asked with a sly smile. “Is the food the only thing that looks delicious?”

You know what? Change of plans. I’m going to smack the hell out of him with a pillow, and then stuff my face right after.

I shuffled sideways to the other side of the room where I had dropped my knight in shining armor; Sir Pillow. I picked him up and cautiously walked over to Adelio, ready to defend against any attack. I paused a bit when I saw his cherry eyes turn blue. He had this look of regalness and affection as he carefully watched my movements.

I was now within a few feet of the beast, and I clutched the pillow tighter. However, it seemed like he had no intention of moving and that made me rest my shoulder a little. Just as I reached out to grab a plate of food, I was suddenly pulled down by strong, powerful hands that wrapped me in a strong embrace.

Adelio touched his lips on my neck, taking in deep breaths of me like he had been deprived of his oxygen minutes prior. “Fuck, how is it that I missed you this much even though you were just a couple of feet away from me”

My heart tumbled in my chest as if it knew exactly what Adelio meant. I was the one who ran away from him in the first place and chose to keep a distance between us, but it felt like someone had cruelly deprived me of his touch. My body relaxed into his hold, as my hands went up around his back. The feeling of his bare body against mine was immaculate. I adjusted my thighs to be on both sides of his legs so that I was straddling him.

One of his hands gripped my butt, and the other massaged my thighs. The touch was so sweet, so sensual that I was forgetting if the hunger in my stomach was for him or the food beside us. The shirt I was wearing rode up, exposing my thin underwear.

His lips were kissing the bruises on my neck, and I whined from the mix of pain and pleasure. Any train of thought I had in my head earlier was beginning to shatter with every contact his skin made with mine.

Then something wet and warm grazed my neck, making me arch my back. Inaudible gasps could be seen coming out of my mouth, but nothing could be heard because I was too star-struck to function right. Adelio was sucking and licking my bruises, giving me sensations I have never felt before.

My core was extremely hot and needy. I wanted some sort of friction down there, so I started to move back and forth, nudging myself against Adelio.

“Shh, Fleur, be calm,” he said as he grabbed my waist and halted it. I grumbled and squeezed my legs tighter to at least release some tension.

Sir Pillow was wedged between me and Adelio from when I had been holding him earlier. He was separating us as if reminding me that I was supposed to be defending myself against this man. I was supposed to be on the other side of the bed, enjoying pastries and listening to the answers to my questions. But I couldn’t be blamed, my resolve fell apart the moment he touched me.

I grabbed the pillow and threw it away. I needed to feel Adelio more. The moment the wall between us was gone, Adelio squeezed my waist tighter and I purred.

His tongue slid from my nape to the front of my neck, then traced my throat, all the way to my jaw. My throat bulged in response, and my hands flew up to grab his hair.

He left a little kiss on my jaw, then broke contact with my skin, causing me to snivel a little at the loss of his lips. As if pained by my sounds of glee, he groaned and rested his face on my chest. I was still high from all the pleasure he had just fed me and I hugged his head closer to me. He and I were panting like animals that just went on a wild chase.

“Seeing these bruises on you is making me lose my sanity. I’m really sorry that I wasn’t there sooner. That you had to go through all the things you did. Sorry, love,” Adelio said, his voice quivering a little. He was massaging the bruises on my thighs and rubbing them in a gentle manner that soothed me.

The apologies he gave were foreign. No one has ever once apologized to me. The freak was always the one in the wrong. After all, others could do no misdeed.

Before I could tell him that there was no need to apologize and that he wasn’t at fault, my stomach growled loudly.

Adelio promptly raised his head and adjusted me sideways so I was sitting on his lap in a bridal style.

“As much as I’d like to fill you up in other ways, let’s feed you actual food first,” he said slyly

I gaped at the mouth these coy words were coming out from. Seriously, if his lips weren’t so lovely I would’ve punched them by now. The lovely lips in question curled up in a smile as a spoon came into view.

“Here, open up,” he said.

He had a spoonful of rice right in front of my mouth, edging me to eat it.

Seriously? he was going to spoon-feed me?!