hoping you wouldnt
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i was feeling sick at the thought of those girls all over him, how could you do that.
"im so very sorry my love" he said searching my face.
"some f*****g wedding day this is" i laughed dryly.
"love"
"no, out of all days you should of told me but no. something always seems to crop up, the girls, kayla, but no, you f****d 3 girls at once, i cant even look at you right now" i start to turn away and felt tingles around my waist i look down and hes on one knee wrapping himself around me. i can tell hes crying because his shoulders are shaking.
"i werent proud of it, please forgive me, i want you and only you" he whimpered.
"i know damien i just wasnt expecting you had a 3 some, thats just gross, i dont want to share my body and my mate wit anyone but each other, how do i know you wont force me or do that to me"
"i wont love. i just want my loving wife, no one and nothing else just you and me and our child, please"
i nodd and he stands wrapping his arms around me and kissing me.
truth be told. it does bother me. but nothing can be done, i sit on my throne pondering through my own head when i notice the bitches all over my mate.
i stare at my mate, waiting for him to do or say something, when he doesnt my thirst flickers in my eyes.
thats it, im feeding on them, i start approaching when my mate looks at me and notices my anger and thirst.
"love, i told them gently leave me alone" he wrapped his arms around me.
"love, you need calm down" he whispers in my ear.
"calm down. you want me calm down after seeing this slags all over whats mine" my eyes flashed red glaring at the girls.
"love, look at me"
i dont, im to focused on these slags. they make a good dinner, im hungry. i listen to their body pumping blood.
"love, look at me" he says.
i look at him, he notices im on edge and ill kill these girls, i hiss at them, then laugh walking out the castle and outside, i walk to the flowers near my garden when i hear his voice.
"love"
"do you have any idea what its like at that level of hunger, no you dont you dont know what its like to crave someones blood so much when angry"
"feed on me"
i froze "dam..."
"no, i heard what your father said, i dont care, its safe with your mate. feed on me, just please, i want you to feel what i feel for you, i want you hear my thoughts, every one of them"
"you stood there letting them touch and flirt with you, 9n our f*****g wedding day no less, goddess, do you know what i want do to those girls hm. they pushed me. mock"
"they pushed you?" he asked.
"yes and mocked me, saying our child" i put my hands on my tummy and smiled "is an abomination, do you have any idea how much i want rip their heads off but i cant because it will start a f*****g war" i felt wetness on my cheek and realised i was crying.
"my king you asked for me?" one of the girls say seductively, when i looked at my mate confused he winked at me.
"yes shelly, you see my queen here" he asked he keeping the grin and amusement of his face.
"yes my king" she walked up to him.
"well" he told me play along in mindlink.
"i just found out something"
"is it about the abomination not being yours my king because our kinds should never mix as i told her earlier when i pushed her, accidentally of course" she smiled.
"so it is f*****g true" he thundered, she stood wide eyed stairing in terror at my mate.
she starts to stutter when my mate called the guards, while waiting my mate was proper digging into her.
"SHE IS YOUR f*****g QUEEN" he shouted in her face while pointing at me.
"She is all you are not, she is beautiful, she is mine, i am hers, she is my wife and mother of my children, YOU WERE SO EASY TO GET THE TRUTH FROM, YOU SEE THIS WOMAN, MY WOMAN, SHE IS THE BEST OF ME AND YOUR NOTHING, YOU HURT YOU f*****g QUEEN"
she starts stuttering again, im trying clench my legs together seeing my mate declare his love and getting in her face like this, its turning me on, im already dripping wet.
my beloved lifted his nose in the air, f**k he can smell me, i whimper.
he looked at me, smirked and wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.
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