THE LYCAN PRINCE AND THE SLAVE

Chapter 6

"Grant me permission, to bed you."

Lizzy bit her lips. Nathaniel shall never know how his words affected her! The raw words from him had her down parts tingling with need. The will to say yes, had never been so strong before. Nathaniel nipped at her neck, breathing down heavily. On reflex, Lizzy was made to offer him more of her body parts by leaning on the chair, trying to get any other form of body contact.

"I will pleasure you."

Lizzy parted her lips to get more oxygen. She needed it. Her middle pulsed with need. At this point, she was a mess. She couldn't hold onto the Prince, so she held the table in front of her with strength.

"Say yes."

Even as Lizzy was high on pleasure, she couldn't bring her head to nod. She still shook her head but this time, her arms went behind her head, blindly searching for the Prince, just anything to have more contact with him. When her fingers touched soft silky curls, she moaned out. Never had she ever touched something so soft in her life. Even hers weren't as soft as the Prince's.

Nathaniel was pleased at this progress. Her reaching out to touch him meant she was enjoying what he was giving her. It took a great amount of restraint for Nathaniel not to lift her up and bend her across the table. He had never done it before, being with a woman, but he was blinded with need and passion, not to know what he would do. His lycan had suffered long without a mate. He needed a release badly and he wanted it with Lizzy. His body responded to her in more ways than she could ever imagine. His heart chose her, for reasons, he couldn't comprehend too. All he knew was that, Elizabeth set him on fire. He hated being touched but with Elizabeth, he wanted her to more than touch him. He wanted her naked skin, against his, as they rode to their passion. He desired her eyes on him, for it made him forget about the little demons whispering things in his mind. All he wanted and needed is her.

"Allow me to give you what you desire." As he said this, he gripped her chin and connected their gazes. This was all so intimate for Lizzy. The ice blue eyes were close enough to her, enough to see the dark specs around it. His lips was close to hers, almost touching. Lizzy moaned lightly, as she writhed in her chair, clearly confused at what she wanted. She wanted him, clearly but was also scared of what the future will hold.

Nathaniel couldn't take her lips in his without her permission. He was many things but he wouldn't take who he desired without her express consent even though she impliedly wanted it. Lizzy hinted that she would allow it but Nathan didn't just want her to allow it, Nathan wanted to see her desire it.

"You scent so sweet. Like roses."

Lizzy nodded her head, as she blindly placed her palms on his face, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the feel of his rough cheeks that were adorned with a days beard growth. She smoothened her palms over it again, deriving utmost pleasure in it.

Nathaniel groaned as he gripped her chin harder. Instead of repulsing it, lizzy loved it. It was just the right amount of control she needed to be exercised on her.

Nathan's hands itched to grip the soft mounds she was offering to him unknowingly. It looked so desirable. The peaks of her breasts penetrated against the bath robe she wore over her body. It looked so alluring..and tantalising.

At this point, they were breathing into each other's mouth, but their lips never met. Nathaniel was waiting for permission, not just to kiss her, but to do so many things to her.

"Nathaniel. " Lizzy whispered.

Never in a million years did she ever think she would call the Prince with his name. But here she was, doing so as passion wrapped her head in a daze. Nathan groaned as he felt his manhood grow thicker against his trousers, wanting to be released. Her voice had this effect on him. The sound of his name on her tongue sounded so sweet, he wanted another dose so quick.

"Say it again. "

Lizzy itched closer, their lips touching occasionally now, but nothing out of the ordinary. Nathan was still bent on her permission. He wasn't going to accept this torture, of taking a bite into the heaven without knowing when next, he was going to have another.

Just like he knew it, her lips were soft. He knew it would be softer, once she opened herself to him, for him to taste her. He had no doubt that she was just as sweet as he thought and desired.

Nathan felt himself grow impossibly thicker. He knew for a fact that if he didn't stop now, his lycan won't be able to stop and he would be forced to have her, against her will. He would enjoy it, anyhow he took her, but he wouldn't be so sure for her. Owing to the fact that she had never had a man in between her legs before.

Even though it took all willpower for Nathan to step away from her, he still did.

Cold air gushed in between them, chilling their skin. Nathan turned around, facing his back to her. He didn't want her seeing just how much she affected him. He closed his eyes as he fought for control. It was difficult especially after hearing how ragged her breathing still was.

"I shall take my leave."

He realised leaving was the best thing to do, because another minute in here with her, he would walk back towards her and spread her legs. It wasn't helping that he knew she was naked under that robe.

He didn't wait for a reply. Immediately he made that statement, he took his leave, agreesively. His famous demeanour coming back. It was like she took away his sorrows, like the wind. This was exactly why he had to have her!

He didn't care that people would know he visited the other quarters. Even if they knew, they would be scared to speak a word of it.

His bodyguard, Reynolds an ever loyal man, appeared by his side as he walked back to the main side of the castle. He had other matters to take care of. These days, the king made it a habit to alienate other duties to him to take care of..and by alienating, he alienated a lot. He knew it was to keep him busy, so he wouldn't create another havoc again. Only if the king knew.. that the havoc he wanted to create, was right under his nose.

"Have her transferred to the main castle. "

"Sire?" Reynolds asked, clearly confused at what he was saying. He had never had a situation where a maid has been elevated to the main Palace. Only people with class or blood relatives to the crown were allowed to have rooms in the main Palace.

"I said..make the necessary arrangements to have Elizabeth moved to the main Palace. Preferably, a room close to mine. Any questions?"

At that point, Nathaniel had stopped to look Reynolds in the eye, daring him to argue with him. Of course Reynolds couldn't. Even though Nathaniel and him were very close, he knew the times he wasn't to use their relationship to voice out in matters he had no jurisdiction. So, he simply nodded his head. "Yes, sire."

"Good."

Nathaniel continued his pace till he reached his study. "That will be all Reynolds. "

Reynolds understood that the Prince was back in his shell. And during times like this, he was unapproachable. Therefore, Reynolds left to start making plans of having Lizzy transferred to the main castle. He had to do it in a quiet way. The crown could not hear of this. It will be considered an abomination, especially to the king.

..........

Lizzy was still in a state of shock after the Prince left. She knew for a fact that if he hadn't stopped, she would have conceded into his charms and pleasure. She would be lying if she said she wasn't curious about how he would make her feel, owing to the fact that just his words and breath, made her cream her thighs.

Her palms itched to touch him again. His chin was rough and she enjoyed it so much. It tickled her soft ones.

Her revenge for her uncle was the last thing on her mind these days. All she could think about was how the Prince would feel against her. If his chin was this rough and so..sensational, how would the rest of his body feel against hers?

Lizzy dressed slowly before slipping into the covers, warming herself. A knock sounded on the door before it swung open. A maid stepped in with a large tray in her arms. She neither spoke to Lizzy nor looked at her. She simply arranged the tray on the dresser before she left.

Was it cassy, that asked she be sent breakfast? But when did she become entitled to this luxurious breakfast? But anyway, Lizzy still didn't waste time in munching the bread, chicken, soup and fruits.

Another knock sounded on the door before Reynolds appeared by the doorway. As usual, he avoided any form of eye contact with her. He went straightforward to pass his information.

" I've been ordered to relocate you, ma'am." He simply said.

Lizzy's heartbeat increased. She knew it was Nathaniel's doing without him stating it.

"Why?" She asked.

"Apologies ma'am. I haven't been provided with a reason for that."

Lizzy bit her lips in thought. This was the last thing she wanted to do. She was comfortable here. She knew the relocation was going to be somewhere she wasn't comfortable with. Nathaniel certainly wasn't going to demote her back to the maids quarters.

"I am comfortable here. Please relay that to the Prince."

Reynolds looked shocked. Certainly, no one had ever denied the Prince of anything and judging by his expression, she was the first.

"I am sorry but I can't relate that to the Prince."

Lizzy rolled her eyes. " Well, I can. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to meet the Queen for lunch, to discuss tomorrow's ball."

With that, Lizzy stood up and walked past the shocked guard by the doorway, making her way to the main castle. She knew she wasn't due to see the Queen just yet, for she was still with the Annalise lady, but Lizzy needed to be given orders fast, so she would start preparations. She baked a hundred cupcakes this morning, but it still wouldn't suffice. She needed to bake more.

"I am here to see the Queen." Lizzy stated to the guards that guarded the Queen's drawing room. The guard by the left nodded at her before knocking on the door. When the sweet voice of the Queen answered, Lizzy was let through.

"My Queen." Lizzy curtsied.

"Elizabeth. I enjoyed your cakes so very much this morning. Come, have a seat. We have a lot to discuss." The Queen ushered.

Lizzy carefully took a seat on one of the soft pillows placed on the ground. She couldn't sit on the chairs, because her doing so would mean she was a lady of rank and class.

"I want a large cake to be baked. Large enough to capture the attention of the guests, at first instance. Yes. Can you do that?"

Lizzy smiled, keeping her eyes downcast. "Yes, my Queen."

The Queen clapped her hands. "Very good! You're skilled in the kitchen. I want you to make any sweet thing you can, with no limits. The cooks should provide you with all you need. I want it to be exquisite and grand."

"Yes, my Queen. "

"You are also welcome to join the ball. A gown will be provided for you, for I would want you to serve my important guests, my dear."

"Yes, my Queen."

"I trust you would impress me. I would hate to disappoint my in-laws."

In-laws?

Lizzy didn't realized she had asked it aloud, till the Queen provided an answer for her.

"Yes, dear. Nathaniel's in-laws. Annalise parents."