When Red Meets Blue: A Werewolf's Embrace

CHAPTER THREE

Diana:

I woke up to the quiet sounds of the night, moonlight painting the room.

I slowly sat up, I rubbed my eyes, my gaze fell on the man beside me. I was surprised as I quickly checked myself for any signs of what had possible happened during I was fell asleep.

He was lying there, naked except for a towel loosely around his waist. His physique was striking, a well-defined six-pack, strong biceps, tanned skin, and the faint pink of his n*****s visible against his skin tone. His face, too, was handsome, a pointed nose and full, pinkish lips.

I quickly looked away when he suddenly moved. I bit my lip, I was afraid he might catch me staring. My heart felt strange and started to beat fast.

Then, my stomach growled, a stark reminder of my hunger. I stood up and I left the bedroom, I went to the kitchen, hoping to find something to eat.

I felt disappointed as there was no food I found. I felt him moving closer.

"Can you cook?" he asked, rummaging through the refrigerator and cabinets.

"Yes, I learned when I was little," I replied, keeping my back to him.

A moment later, I saw him from the corner of my eye, putting down ingredients. He was still shirtless, only a towel covering his lower half.

"Good. As long as you're staying here, you'll be preparing my meals. Cook me something delicious, okay?" he said, looking at me. I stared straight ahead, unable to meet his gaze.

What?! You're going to make me your maid?! If only you knew who you're dealing with!

"If you don't want to, you can leave—"

"O-Okay, I'll prepare the food," I quickly responded.

"Good. That's what I like," he said, settling onto the sofa.

I quickly prepared a meal and I served it on the small dining table.

"Dinner's ready," I announced to him.

He rose and joined me at the table, two chairs facing each other. He sat first, and I followed, my gaze fixed on the food. I couldn't bear to look at him. His near-nakedness was making me nauseous.

Couldn't he at least put on a shirt first?!

He looked at me and then he let out a dismissive, "Tss!" he stood, and went to his room.

He returned moments later, dressed in a shirt and pajama pants, and he sat down.

"Do you feel comfortable now? Tss!" he asked, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

We began to eat, my glances toward him unavoidable. The awkward silence hung heavy between us, underscored by the fact that we still hadn't exchanged names.

Suddenly, he spoke. "We should probably get to know each other," he said.

My gaze dropped, the situation felt intensely awkward.

Can he read my mind?

"I'm Franksen," he continued, seemingly oblivious to my discomfort. "My parents died when I was young, so as you can see, I live alone."

I just looked up at him.

"And you?" he asked, "anything you want to share?"

"I'm Diana, an only princ— uhm— daughter. I am—"

He cut me off. " Enough. I'm not interested in your life story. Just remember, you're serving me in exchange for saving you, okay?"

Are you serious?! You're unbelievable!

I gripped my cutlery tightly and continued eating.

"And tonight, choose where you want to sleep. Do you want to sleep next to me, or just on the sofa? But fair warning, I sleep naked, and you might not be able to control yourself." he said with laugh.

You're so rude!

I slammed my fist on the table. "How dare you! What do you think I am?!" I shouted, my anger flaring.

He continued eating, finishing calmly. He looked at me, he smirked, and he went outside.

I want to kill you! If I could, you'd be my first victim!

After finishing my meal, I took a break in the living room.

Franksen soon entered and sat down next to me.

I moved away, trying to create some distance, but he kept inching closer.

What is wrong with this guy?!

"What?!" I shouted at him. My head was like boiling.

He smiled and whispered in my ear, "Drive me crazy!"

I frowned and glared at him.

I'll kill you if you won't stop!

He just smiled and stood up, then he went into his room.

Fine, sleep alone in your room then!

The chill in the air had lessened, and I felt I could manage sleeping on the sofa.

I adjusted my position and lay down. I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, as I wasn't used to this situation. The air started to get colder, and I felt my body shivering. I tried to figure out what to do.

Maybe nothing bad will happen if I sleep next to him? He's probably asleep anyway. I'll just keep my eyes closed so I don't have to look at him.

I quietly went to the bedroom, I closed my eyes, and I slowly walked towards the bed. Once I reached it, I quickly lay down, I grabbed the blanket, and turned my back to him.

I was startled when he suddenly pulled me towards him. His eyes, bright and white, held a strange intensity that captivated me.

I tried to move away, but I was frozen. He pressed his weight onto me, leaning in close. His masculine scent, a powerful and intoxicating aroma, filled my senses.

I wanted to push him away, but I couldn't. He stared at my lips, then gently pressed his against mine. My eyes widened, and a strange sensation, a tingling excitement, coursed through me. I found myself strangely enjoying the contact of our lips.

His kisses grew bolder, his lips nibbling on mine, his tongue exploring my mouth. I couldn't fight back. The unfamiliar sensations, a mixture of surprise and pleasure, overwhelmed me, and I succumbed.

He held my hands tightly, then moved his lips down to my neck, licking and teasing my skin. I couldn't help but moan, the pleasure intensifying.

His tongue traced a path down my body, each touch sending shivers of delight through me. I was sweating, a mixture of anticipation and arousal.

I felt him move towards my most intimate area, and I couldn't suppress another moan, overwhelmed by the sensations.

After a while, I felt exhausted. I pleaded with him to stop.

He obeyed, lying back down on the bed.

I was out of breath and felt really tired. I touched myself and realized I was all sweaty. I looked at him, but he was facing away, I could only see his back, and still naked. He was sweaty too.

I grabbed a towel and I went to take a shower.