The Russian Alpha's Property

Vices

Natalya's POV

When Stefan spoke the way that he did, I didn't even question on him. He spoke with so much command in his voice that I knew better than to defy him. I smiled at him and went into my closet. I wasn't sure what to wear for our travels and he wouldn't give me any guess as to where I would be going. It took over ten minutes to filter through the closet to find something to wear. Oh this would be the end of me one day. There was no way I knew how to keep a man happy, let alone an Alpha. 

My entire life was spent living in the shadows and making sure not to create a second look at me. For a large portion of my life, I was much larger than the other girls in the pack. No one paid me any mind until Stefan came into the pack lands. 

I wanted to be as special as he thought that I was. I just wasn't sure how to do that or how to be that girl that he deserved. I didn't know much more other than how to be a good friend, cook a decent meal, bake a good apple pie, and how to follow an order. As Luna, I knew that I would have to make orders more than follow them unless it was to follow my husband's lead. I couldn't help but to wonder how being mated now to him would change when I didn't do something exactly to his liking. 

I finally settled on a deep red dress that came just above my knees. I grabbed a black cardigan and placed that on the bed next to it. I left it there while I went into the shower. I assumed that Stefan would be quite some time before he came back from meeting with his advisors before we left. I left the door to the bathroom open because no one would dare step foot into my room that I shared with Stefan. Or at least that's the false sense of security I had already with my mate. 

The warm water cascaded over my shoulders. I had never seen such a shower before. It was a level walk in with a glass sliding door with as much room as the kitchen in the house that I lived in with my siblings. The tile was made out of stone and there were 4 spouts where the water came out of. I had just lathered up my hair and began to rinse out the shampoo when I heard the glass door open, my eyes went large even noticing that it was Stefan. 

"Oh, princess. Let me help you." His tone was soothing. 

I smiled warmly at him but there was something about him that made me so nervous. I nodded to him and turned around to allow him access to my hair. He slowly took his fingertips and massaged the soap out of my hair. Once the soap was completely void from my body he kissed down my my shoulder blades and down my back. It sent goosebumps up and down my back. Without warning, I let out a small moan that I couldn't even stop from leaving my lips if I had wanted to. 

"Do it again, princess." For some reason I couldn't get enough of him calling me his princess. Was that what I was now? From a pest to princess? 

As if on command, when he turned me around and kissed the spot where he had marked me, I let out another low moan. There was something so sensual with his soft lips on the rough spot that he had claimed and his rough hands tangled in my hair. Just after I moaned his pulled my hair down slightly and he looked me right in the eye as his free hand parted my thighs. "I want you to come for me, princess but not until I tell you to. Understand?" I nodded slowly.

His hand parted my thighs even further and ran his fingertips up to my soft mound. There he took his index finger and ran his finger there along my slick folds. He quickly added another finger and the aroma of my arousal filled the air there in the shower. I stifled another moan and tried to cover my mouth. He retreated his hand and pulled it away from my mouth. "Don't... I wanna hear you." 

He took back his hand and flicked my small bud with his thumb and dropped his other hand from my hair. He entered one finger into my core. I was already so wet and he nearly growled when he felt it. "Princess, you're so wet already. Tell me I'm the only one..." He growled with his lips right next to my ear. He had to know he was the only one who ever touched me. 

"You're the only one whose touched me... Stefan..."

He shook his head. "No, tell me I'm the only one who will ever touch you. Tell me I'm the only one who has ever made you this wet..." 

My cheeks flushed bright red at his words. I found it hard to repeat him so I compromised."Stefan, you're the only one.." I whispered. 

He chuckled. "That's a start, princess."

He quickly dipped in another finger into my core and with one hand began to pump it in and out of me. The other hand had his index finger and thumb pinching my bud. I couldn't take it much longer and my moans were getting louder but he said I couldn't come until he told me I could. "Stefan... I... I need to."

He grinned looking down at me. "You need to what, princess?" He asked.

"You know what.."

"Beg me." He asked again.

"Please..." I begged him.

"Good enough. We will work on it." He mentioned. Then he commanded me. "Come for me." He purred in my ear. "Or do I have to punish you?"

I shook my head fast. He did not have to punish me. He continued his motions on my bud and pumping in and out of my core. I dug my nails into his arm and cried out as my entire body shook. Thankfully he held my body up. There was no way that I could stand on my own. He retreated his fingers from my core and sucked on them to taste me. "Oh, princess. You taste so sweet." He lathered himself up with soap and washed himself off in silence. Then turned to me before he left. "Finish here and then get ready. We leave in 20 minutes."

With that he left me alone to my thoughts and my shaky legs.