Foreign Beginnings
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::Sarah's POV::
''Listen... I'm not going to force you to love me, but I'm also not going to waste more time not getting to know you.'' he murmured. He then offered me some Champaign or wine. I needed something to help me keep calm so why not. I drank a few glasses, before I began to feel hot. I was extremely weak to alcohol, maybe because I don't normally take them.
''You okay love?'' he questioned.
''Hell yeah!'' I slurred, ''I feel wonderful''.
I felt my instincts control my body and I found myself tugging at his shirt. Surprised, Drake stared at me. I formed a smile that seemed to drive his mind crazy. It clearly shown in that gaze he gave me. I saw it in his eyes, he was fighting off a certain demon, or wolf's vile intentions. I wanted to see his limits. That was the alcohol talking at this point.
''Sarah'' I heard him say before I shut him up with a kiss.
It felt as if I was my wolf in the back of my thoughts, because this behavior definitely wasn't m- JEN!
''I'm not going to miss this opportunity to get to know our mate either'' she objected.
He's not our mate! How many times do I have to tell yo- Oh! my thought trailed off as my body received the most extravagant sensation ever. I had my lips on his, I felt him begin to kiss me back. Slowly, softly, and damn did it feel good. Soon I felt his palm rest on my cheek while he began to deepen the kiss.
I never thought I'd say this, but I was seeing fireworks! At this point we were french kissing. Our tongues overlapping each other, and our hands cupping each other's faces. His kisses were so needy, as if lacking but now finding its purpose. I couldn't help it I felt my n*****s begin to harden, and a special place began to become unusually moist. Drake's eyes widened in pleasure as he caught my scent of arousal. He left my lips and began kissing my neck. while his now freed hands began exploring my skin.
He began gliding his fingers down my curves. Every inch he dominated my body rushed with heat and pleasure. He continued to tease me as he nipped at my ear lobe. His other hand wrapped around my body and brought me closer to him, on top in fact. I felt it, his hard friend, bulging against my thighs. He moaned out loud and it was damn sexy. I went back to kissing his lips and I felt his hands caressing my butt and then smacking both cheeks at the same time.
I winced excitedly and this seemed to please him more. He then lifted my shirt and exposed my breasts from my bra. He gently rubbed his bottom lip against my n*****s. It was as gentle as a feather. I moaned out crying for more. He looked up at me before giving me what I wanted. He gently sucked on my breasts. Gently squeezing and caressing them. Hot breaths escaped my mouth, but I couldn't help it it was damn euphoric.
Then there was a knock.
I froze. I damn near forgot I was in a limousine, about to get it on with a man I don't know? I began to feel disgusted with myself. I scuffled around for my shirt and bra. Drake sighed in disappointment as well and began to slouch on the chair. His irritant and dismay in his eyes was evident.
I managed to get everything in order and that included my wolf. I locked her up real good while I tried to collect my thoughts. What the actual f**k?
''Sir, we have arrived'' Gerald announced.
Irritated, he began rubbing his temples, ''Thanks Gerald'' and then turned to me. He didn't say anything but he did give that smirk I secretly adored.
The doors opened and I was lead to see a huge mansion! It was almost big enough to be a castle at this point. The building was gorgeous, and although it screamed out foreign beginnings, I couldn't help but to be in awe. I was awe-mazed (Get it?). Anyways, I made my way up the steps to the grand entrance. I thought the outside was impressive but inside we was definitely the better slice of the cake. Six maids cued with their heads bowed. An obvious path was made for us to walk pass.
It was as though I was in some corny fairy-tale setting. The decorations were very well tasted.
''Welcome home master!'' The staff greeted.
''We have dinner waiting for you'' another added.
''Good, I'd like one of you to escort her to her room'' Drake ordered.
''Oh, one of the rooms in the east wing?'' one suggested.
''No. Mine'' he smiled.
The maids blushed at this request and a red head with shoulder length hair stepped forward, ''This way ma'am''.
Did he just say my room was to be with his? I nervously thought.
''Roouunnnddd twoooo!'' I head that pervert howl.
Goddess shut this wolf up just for a second. I prayed.
We were lead up a staircase, and not going to lie, I was feeling a bit dizzy from the alcohol. The steps felt as if they kept on going forever, 'till we found ourselves in front of a massive double door. The maid turned to me and nodded. I reached out for the handle and cranked it open. When I saw the room I had to dramatically take a step back and began to blink in disbelief.
It was filthy!
I'm talking underwear, dirty laundry, trash everywhere! Though the bedding's seem to be the only thing clean the rest of the room was vile.
''Yeah...'' she muttered, ''Master doesn't let anyone in his room...''
''I don't think anyone would want to be in this room,'' I agreed.
''Well if madam is not feeling so well would you like us to fetch dinner instead?'' she asked politely.
I have yet to see the rest of the house, however, I was feeling the alcohol a little too heavy and decided to take a tour tomorrow. I gave the maid a smile and then turned back to the horrific sight.
''I can fetch you some cleaning supplies -erm madam...'' she awkwardly trailed off.
''Sarah, just call me Sarah'' I introduced.
''Melody'' the maid happily returned.
With introduction out of the way she proceeded down the stairs and there I stood, alone, not really sure to call it OCD but I do not like filth. My own old shack was cleaner than this! How can someone who owns a house like this allow such a vile stench to exist?
No matter, I started off by collecting the heaps of trash, mostly papers and snacks. I'm guessing the gross smell was coming from the over stayed dirty laundry, I was correct. I started sweeping it to one side with my feet. In about ten minutes Melody returned to the room, ''Here you are Lady Sarah''.
''Just call me Sarah'' I cringed at that title.
''Master won't like it, but if you want when it's just us two I can address you formally?''
''Okay that is fine. Can I have the supplies?'' I held out my hand.
She came in with a cart that usually house keepers at hotels possessed. It had bed sheets, duvet covers, pillow cases, chemicals for cleaning, sponged, scrubbers, toiletries, you name it. It looked heavy too, but she pushed it in with ease.
''I'm not allowed to be in here so I must be on my way, hope it works out though,'' she sighed and left the room.
There I was alone again. I snapped on a pair of gloves and hyped myself up to think I was Mrs. Clean.
Mrs.?? Did I ju-
''I don't mind being a Mrs. too'' Jen coughed.
I shook this away and concentrated on my cleaning. My thoughts started to get to me. So it was true, no one ever lain with him. I mean, not that it mattered! But, has he been truthful so far? Can I really trust this dude?
''I mean you were all over him earlier'' scoffed my wolf.
I don't need to hear that coming from you. You started that whole thing! I shot daggers at my thoughts.
''Guilty, but I wasn't the one who continued it,'' Jen countered.
Huh? I tried to process what she just said. I began to feel hot and turned extremely red, did I actually carry on that raunchy scene on my own? I laughed out loud hysterically, ''Hahaha! No way! It was not me, it- it was that stupid bond thing, yea-yeah that was it! That bond thing!'' I continued laughing.
''Did my room really drive you crazy?'' a voice asked behind me.
I turned to see none other than the Alpha himself. Drake. I nervously turned back to my chores, ''Well you could say that, it's filthy!''
Drake was no longer standing by the doorway he took a few strides and ended up right behind me, barely touching. I felt his hands wrap around my waist as he pulled me closer. I had to try my hardest not to hyperventilate because this took me by surprise. He once again lowered his neck and nipped at my sensitive ear lobe.
''Was that a treat for me earlier?'' he whispered.
I felt my body rush with heat. From my toes all the way to my head. My heart pumping wasn't making it any easier. But those words felt like a fresh ocean breeze blowing through out my body. I felt myself giving him more access to my neck. He gently re-positioned his mouth to my neck. Gently smooching on it, the sound that came off, the erotic sparks it gave off, I was becoming addicted! Then he loosened his grip around me and backed away.
''I don't want any excuse for our first time, so for now, you can rest your pretty little head.'' he smiled.
Wha-what? I half thought to myself. In shock I turned to him, ''There is not going to be a first time'' I spat out loud. My pride had taken over, just in time too. I remembered I barely knew him, he basically kidnapped me. Yet tears started to form in my eyes, fighting it back I was confused as to why it was happening.
Did I really enjoy his company?
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