The Alpha's Temptation

Eltanin lowered his head to her side and bit her shoulder over her fabric and she stifled a cry. He rubbed her until she was putty in his hands and then suddenly, he pinched her bud. She opened her mouth to let out a loud cry as waves of pleasure undulated inside her, lashing out. He paced his arm right over her mouth and she ended up biting him on his arm as she came hard. He hissed, his erect shaft twitching against her back. She couldn't hold the reins of the horse any longer.

Once the waves of pleasure settled, her head lolled on his chest. From the corner of her vision, she saw that he had got his fingers to his mouth. "Watch me," he whispered and then sucked his fingers. Heat crept in her cheeks at the sight and she gasped. "You taste so good Tania."

She left her laces open as she closed her eyes without a bother in the world. Soon, she drifted in a deep slumber within the protection of his arms.

She didn't know for how long, but when she opened her eyes next, she found herself in a tent. It was a large tent, especially erected for the royals. Her bed was surrounded by curtains. Remembering the last night, she blushed and her eyes snapped to her dress. All her laces were tied and she was covered with furs. It was surely day because a little bit of sunlight leaked inside through a gap in the tent. She got up and peeped outside the curtains. She really needed to refresh and her stomach grumbled.

"If you have woken up, then you can go to a makeshift bathroom at the back of the tent, Lusitania," came Sirrah's voice. "There is food waiting for you on the table. It is already cold now. We will start traveling again in an hour and this time you will stay in the carriage."

Surprised, Tania wondered how she came over here. She was with Eltanin. She saw Morava was sitting at the table and eating her food along with Sirrah. Tania pursed her lips to suppress her surprise and then without a word went to the bathroom. When she came back, Morava was grumbling about how pathetic the food was. The rabbit stew was cold, but it was tasty. Used to eating the leftovers all the time, she didn't mind the cold food. She ate it all, greedily.

"I will send someone to help you get ready," Sirrah said. "You can leave the plates. The servant will pick it up."

Tania nodded. She was eager to get ready and meet Eltanin. Even though Sirrah had ordered her to sit in the carriage, Tania wasn't even bothered about her orders. She was again going to sit with Eltanin. Or if that was going to be too much, she would ride a separate horse but she would ride side by side to Eltanin. She chuckled at the thought when a girl came in with her dress. It was a pale-yellow gown with small gold beads on the neck of the bodice. The girl sponged her and then helped her dress. She let her hair open. After making her wear a cloak with a hood, the girl bowed to her and then walked out of the tent.

Tania's head reeled the moment she got up from the bed. She sat down with her head in her hands. Shaking her head of the weird feeling, she rose to her feet again. However, she felt as if the ground beneath her was shaking. She fell down, bile rising in her throat. Stars blasted in her vision. Eerie voices came as if from a hollow tunnel. "Piiicckkk herrrr uppp."

Two strong hands picked her up and started carrying her out of the tent. Tania wanted to shout and kick her limbs or maybe use her magic but her tongue was swollen, her mind was numb just like her limbs. All she could do was watch men through her blurry vision. The eerie voice sounded again.

"Taakkke herrr fasssttt."

Something black was slid over her head and then Tania slipped into darkness that surrounded her like a shroud.

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"Where is Tania?" Morava hissed at her mother when they were about to start.

Sirrah smiled. She glanced at King Eltanin who was impatiently waiting near his tent that was being packed by his soldiers. In the morning, he had picked her up in his arms and brought her to the tent that was erected for the queen and her daughters. He had tied all her laces and covered her with fur before leaving. He would have taken her to his tent had Sirrah not been shouting and making apparent to everyone around that Lusitania be moved in her tent.

"She is already in the carriage, Morava," Sirrah said and hurried. "Now you better hurry up too." She pointed at the guard who opened the carriage for. Tania was stepping inside, her yellow gown fluttering behind her.

Eltanin saw her getting inside the carriage. With a sigh of relief, he walked to where Rigel was and then mounted his horse. He was sure that Tania would get out of the carriage soon enough and join him.

They all started through the Eslam forests towards Draka. Eltanin was behind the carriage and was waiting for Tania to pop her head out and be with him but she never did that. They continued for a few more hours, stopping once to water the horses. Food was distributed to the soldiers and to the ladies inside the carriage. Eltanin sat on a stump as he stared at the carriage, willing Tania to come out. His anxiety increased and he knew it was because of the fact that he hadn't seen or touched his mate. It was impossible for him to eat food unless he saw her even once, so he rose to his feet from the stump he was sitting on with a fillet of fish wrapped in a leaf and strode towards the carriage.

"Eltanin!" Rigel stopped him.

He turned around and growled at him with animal viciousness.

"What are you doing?" he said as he closed the gap between him and Eltanin carefully.

"I am going to get Tania," Eltanin snarled. From the corner of his vision, he saw Sirrah getting down from the carriage.

She stretched her limbs and as soon her gaze met theirs, she smiled and bowed. She sauntered towards them and said, "It is a nice day for traveling. The sun is out most of the day." When Eltanin didn't reply to her, she canted her head. "Oh, the girls are doing fine. Lusitania has been sleeping most of the day and so is Morava. Tania has been terribly exhausted since yesterday. Would you like to see them?"

Eltanin narrowed his eyes on her.

Before he could speak further, Sirrah said, "I had a small request, Your Highness."

"What is it?" he asked gruffly.

"We will be reaching the Draka kingdom late at night. I would like to hurry to the guest chambers rather than getting into the tiring formalities of receiving us. The girls are just too exhausted. They need their sleep for the fire festival tomorrow. Who knows they may just find their mates?" After a brief pause, she added, "Though I would still want Morava to be married to you."