COLD (Twisted Forbidden Tales) Book One

Chapter Nine

QUEEN ( Sweet Temptations)

The surprises inside the room for Silas' plan shocked us all indeed. I should have known from the magic used that Ben and Sloane were the least shocked, like the rest of us. After sifting through everything and putting each step into play with my strategies, we all left with a sound mind ready to set things right and completely exhausted but in a good way.

I dragged myself to my chambers after bidding the Seven goodnight. My bed was calling me something fierce. A familiar tingle made my heart skip a beat as I reached my door. Was Snow in my room? I smiled and sighed. She should still be grieving and in need of comfort. Silas was my best friend, but to her, he was her father. She should have read his letter by now. I knew this because in my letter he mentioned she would come to me.

I have to be cool, calm, and collected moving forward. Silas and I had a talk a long time ago right after her sixteenth birthday banquet. When I realized and felt what Snow was to me. We were finally able to put the missing piece into place on my early awakening. Snow was my Souls mate, I would live and breathe for her. I wanted to wait for her and, when she was ready, so I kept myself away and tamed my desires by taking students. Who knew that little minx would spy on me, so I made sure she got one hell of a show that night?

I entered my room to find Snow asleep on my bed. She is eighteen now and so f*****g beautiful. Every inch of me hungered to be with her, but I would never force her or be selfish. My past was an all too real, scarred, and deep reminder of what greed turns a person into. I made sure my movements were quiet so as to not wake her while getting ready for bed. Sleeping naked wasn't an option tonight, so I wore a short blue silk sleeping robe.

Sliding into my bed next to her, I moved her limbs lightly to tuck her under the blanket to keep warm. Shutting off the bedside lamp, I lay down to sleep. A few minutes later, soft, but very audible moans reached my hearing. The moonlight shone in the night sky tonight, so I didn't need my lamp on to see. Snow was still sleeping and appeared to be dreaming.

"Mmmmm Yes, don't stop." she moaned out the words in her sleep.

A grin reached my lips as I propped my head on my hand to watch her. What exactly was she dreaming about?

She began to move seductively on the bed, her moans soft and still so audible. I arched my left eyebrow up as I continued to watch. This naughty princess.

I lifted the blanket a bit and looked down. Licking my lips as I spotted where her hand was. Her sweet scent tantalized my senses as I fisted the blanket tightly so as to not help her masturbate. f**k this was torture!

Her moans became louder, the closer she got. How many times had she done this? And who was the bastard that made her this hot to do so? Jealousy stemmed in me at the thought and quickly doused down when my name left her lips as she reached her c****x.

"Snow?" I whispered as I found my hand caressing her cheek, and she calmed down afterward.

"Mmmmm" she answered in response. A smile spread across her face as she took slow breaths, her eyes slowly opening from her sleep as she focused those f**k me eyes straight on me.

"Snow?" I asked again, not sure if she was awake.

"Hannah? Am I dreaming," she asked a bit confused, still half asleep.

"Are you?" I asked, not sure how to answer.

She then gripped the back of my head, pulling me down toward her for a kiss. I stilled for a moment, but then Snow's lips began to move. I was amused at her actions. Her kissing skills needed work. After all, she was still so pure.

This was the perfect moment to teach her. I began to guide her in our kiss and boy did she catch on quickly. Her tongue entangled with mine as our lips moved in sync. The kiss alone was explosive. I needed to come to my senses or she would not leave this room unscathed.

"Snow" I called her name more firmly. I heard her breath hitch as she woke fully and realized where she was.

"Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!" she cried as she held her face in her hands clearly in panic. She sat up in my bed and held her knees close to her chest. I could feel the many emotions she was feeling roll off her in waves. I sat up as well taking both her hands in mine.

"Snow, it's okay." I softly rubbed her hands in mine to keep them warm while kissing her knuckles softly.

She looked up at me after I did this, her eyes slightly watery but she hadn't let her tears fall.

"I'm not embarrassed Hannah," she said, surprising me. "Then " I was confused, she was so emotional just now.

"Um, how do I say this," Snow said, taking a deep breath as if deciding something. Removing her hands from mine. She leaned forward to kiss me again. It was soft and sweet but the impact still stunned me.

The too-familiar grin she had when up to her many mischievous schemes throughout the palace was displayed on her face as she looked at me.

"I want to be your student, Hannah. Will you teach me?"

I looked her over before answering. I needed to know if she was serious and truly ready. A smile crossed my lips as I saw no falters or doubts in her presence. She was seriously deadlocked. I untied my sleeping robe slowly, letting it fall down my arms while watching her expression.

Snow balled her hands into fists, tightly gripping the bed sheet. Her eyes took their fill as she viewed every inch of my body. Her breathing picked up as she stared and when she licked her lips in anticipation I pounced.

I now lay atop her, our eyes never leaving each other. Her legs spread wide as I lay between them. I reached my hand down between us and found her even wetter. She was turned on by this alone and I couldn't wait to open her up to my world.

"Snow, Snow, Snow." I made sure she watched as I removed my fingers from her and slowly licked and then sucked my fingers. We both moaned at the same time, realizing this was something we were both waiting for. I leaned down to whisper in her ear. Snow nearly came apart at my words.

"Then, tonight your first lesson begins "