Conquered Love (Love Series: Book 1) FREE READ

Chapter 8: Patience

::Dom's POV::

I couldn't believe it! She said she wanted me!

It may seem a bit childish, but I felt like a kid in the sweets shop. I can't believe we also locked lips. She was a definite emotion of an unstable matter, but here she is, snoozing on my lap.

I continued to caress her hair and looked out the window.

Angelica huh? I wonder if I am able to dismiss her first before they try to take what's now mine!

These thoughts were not to be said around Ryanna, I know that she is her sister, but something is off. I have never heard Ryanna speak about her. Were they on good terms? Why did that bastard want Ryanna back anyway? He obviously wished to dispose of her for me.

There is no way I'd allow that while I breathe.

Tyrion's crow flapped through the window and delivered me a note. It was stamped by him, and he urged that I release Ryanna to the northern borders as the threats being made could falter our plan.

Hell no!

Not after I just got her to trust in me, I'd burn the whole nation if they thought they could touch my woman. I shredded the note in half as a response to his request. I gave back the crow who quietly cawed out the window.

All I need is half a year, I know I can protect her. I have to!

We arrived at my tribal village, Renekville. We weren't as developed as Fardon City, but that was how we liked it. I expressed being under the radar as a tactic to cause uninterest with the enemy. The smaller the city, the easier it is to maintain as well. I nudged Ryanna to wake up as we came to a halt near my abode. We got down and went on inside.

"So is there a room for me to sleep in?" Ryanna asked.

"Yes," I said and then scooped her up, "Mine."

I carefully carried her into my bedroom and lay her down. She still had on the hide clothing and I was going to rip it off until she said.

"I need to bathe."

I looked at her and blinked twice, but she repeated herself, "Can I bathe?"

"Of course you can," I reluctantly pulled away.

"Thank you," she slowly propped herself back up and headed to the restroom.

God, you're so stupid! I silently growled at myself.

You can't possibly just make yourself look more idiotic than you already have!

I truly griped on the fact that I have failed multiple times to resist the urge to bed her. I know I heard her when she said she wanted me, I know we kissed, and I will marry her. But, I have to respect that she probably sees a side that I can't just yet. It got me thinking....

And all this curiosity has made me so f*****g hard!

::Ryanna's POV::

This is only a temporary tactic. But, I've never laid with a man before!

I could feel my heart beating in my throat. I tried to gulp in the air that failed because I was filled with anxiety.

Husbands and wives do share a bed. I know that we are not yet wedded, but even those who weren't married still share bonds...

I thought long and hard while I poured a warm bucket of water over my bare body.

Dom has been nothing but protective of me, I couldn't deny that my body yearned for his. When he kissed me, I felt my body buckle. I wanted to feel every inch of warm he had to offer. Especially after seeing what he had that night!

I felt myself turn red, not because of the hot water.

What if he thinks I am a freak? What if I mess up and he doesn't like me after? Why am I so scared when I actually crave him?

I heard a sudden knock on the door.

"Who is it?" I answered.

"It's Keneff," Dom joked, "Can we talk?"

Can we talk? Oh no! Has he already changed his mind?!

"I'll be out in a minute!" I answered and began shuffling for a nearby towel.

There were no further interaction.

I had my towel wrapped around my body and slowly creaked through the door, "Uhhh, Dom?"

"Yes?" he was in another room.

"Do you happen to have any clothing for me?" I asked.

"Well... I only have like 50 more hide clothing," he laughed.

"This is serious! I didn't have any under garments wearing that!" I exclaimed.

I saw him walk into the room with a neatly folded stack of clothing.

"Don't worry," he tossed the clothes to me, "I already asked a servant to retrieve these for you."

I gladly took the clothing and headed into the bathroom. But I froze. I looked down at this neat and clean dress and frowned.

If I get dressed, then that'll let him know that I wasn't interested in his advance. But I am... but but but...

I was battling with my inner thoughts. I was extremely shy and afraid that someone who seemed more experience would ravage my poor little soul. But a part of me blazed for that passion. I can't stand myself!

It's now or never!

I burst through the door and caught Dom by surprise. I stood there for a minute not saying anything and before he could open his mouth, I reluctantly dropped my towel. His eyes grew wider as the towel made its complete stop on the floor. His eyes slowly traveled up my body, sending cold shivers every time his focus escalated.

"You dropped your towel," he said coolly.

"Whoops?" that was meant to sound more seductive!

"Are you going to pick it up or shall I do it for you?" he asked.

"It's dirty, I don't re-wear filthy things remember?" God I hate myself!

Dom didn't say anything but instead waltzed over and bent down to pick up the towel. He made himself stand halfway and then suddenly stopped. His head was just a few inches away from my pelvis!

"I don't know if you're just trying to tease me, or..." I could hear him as his eyes remained on my p***y.

"I-I'm sorry!" I snatched the towel out of his hands and covered up.

He stood up with a confused look. I can't keep embarrassing myself like this. He had to know.

"I-I'm a virgin..." I squeaked.

There was silence.

See? I knew he wouldn't want someone as inexperienced as me, he is so used to women of lustful nature I couldn't possibly compa-

Then there was a seal to my thoughts. His lips hushed mine. I just stood there, shocked! The only thing between us was a thin half-damped towel. He then slowly pulled away. He looked at me with seriousness in his eyes.

"You are not obligated to give me anything," he whispered into my ear, "It's going to be hard, but I'd like you to teach me to be patient with you," he leaned in and nipped at my earlobe.

His hot breath sent hot shivers down my spine all the way to my toes. He didn't mind at all! He has this power over me. I believe he can control my body's temperature or something, but he never fails to amaze me. If this was any other man, or savage, I would have been ditched or beheaded after being raped. I had to be firmer than this!

"Would you like for your first lesson to begin?" I surprised myself saying those words.

He tilted his head, "Is that a challenge?" he then carefully pulled on the towel, "Or your permission?"

Those words burned through my being! I felt my v****a getting wetter as my body temperature rose just from those bare words. I bit my lip and resisted to moan for him to begin. But, I challenged his gaze with mine.

I pushed the towel into his grip and let go of it, "As long as you manage to keep this towel in contact with my body and listen to my wants, we can begin."

I gulped real hard and hoped he didn't notice. This was a dangerous bluff I was trying to play off. But he didn't barge, instead he then closed in on my neck, "I'll learn something new about you every day if you'd let me," He smooched my neck and slowly made his way down to my chest while he kept the towel covering the rest.

I could feel my n*****s harden at the touch of his soft lips against my skin. He utilized his stubbles on his chin to make sure I felt his intentions every way down. He paused, "Can I taste you?"

I wanted him to throw the whole damn towel away! But, I had to stick through with my word, regardless if it was killing me.

"As long as that towel touches my skin," I reminded him, looking away.

"As you wish, princess," was all he said before he commenced.

His hand pulled the towel on top of one of my breasts, his mouth latched onto the other. He began to suckle gently on my n****e while gently squeezing the other. I lifted my chin to the ceiling and felt his tongue move in a circular motion, barely touching the tip. I looked down and saw that he was looking back at me, testing to see if I was going to give in. I was not!

Dom gently nipped my n****e and gently pulled on it before switching sides. This new sensation was driving me crazy! The way his tongue worked to tease my breasts was better than I expected. The heat of his mouth lingered for a bit then he gave a few kisses while trying to go further south. His trail of kisses made their way to my abdomen where he looked up at me and licked his lips with anticipation, "Can we continue this on the bed?" he questioned dangerously.

"I'm not moving anywhere," I huffed.

"I was hoping you didn't need to," Dom's smirked.

What did he mean by th-

His hands shifted, and he keeled down, he placed the towel along my legs and gently positioned my legs on top of his shoulders! I looked down, and he signaled that the towel was still making contact with my thigh. I was about to say something until he dove in.

I felt his tongue clear its path between my slits. It trailed hungrily from my entrance to my c**t. I heard him grunt in satisfaction as he tasted my juices.

"Do you like the way I taste?" I began to breathe harder.

He did not dare to release his mouth on my p***y, but he looked up at me and gave more gentle licks along my second lips. I felt my legs begin to shake. I looked for something I could support myself with, but he didn't allow me to! Dom bent on a knee, his arms braced my thighs from underneath and I felt my body begin to lift off the ground! Before I knew it, I was sitting on his shoulders while he continued to eat my p***y! My body raged with passion beyond my comprehension.

"Oh my god!" I couldn't help but moan.

He gripped deeper into my thighs at that cue. His tongue soften as his lapse continued between my legs. I couldn't describe this feeling, it was torturous but giving. He was putting his skill at work, and damn was he good!

I grabbed onto his full set of hair while panting in pleasure. I felt him switch potions and turned my back towards the bed. He gently lay me down not allowing his mouth to leave my p***y, the towel still touching my skin. He gently rubbed my inner thighs before slipping his two fingers into his mouth.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I huffed in pleasure.

"I want to taste more of you," he answered.

"Please don't go inside me!" I begged, even though I desperately wanted him to.

He paused, and let me know he understood. He took his fingers and gently spread my lips apart. I flinched at this sudden touch and he bit his lip before sinking his face. His tongue was so generous! He lightly moved the tip around my exposed womanhood and then slid it slowly up and down, from my c**t to my entrance and back. I could feel his eagerness grow and patience wearing thin by the strength in his jaw wanting to claim my body.