Bound To Three Alphas

Chapter 2

Scarlet shadows

Rheya’s Point of View

By the time the wedding celebrations were over and it was time to go home, the rain came down heavily. I was grateful to finally be leaving.

Yes, I dreaded going to this monster’s home but between my mother's practiced smiles and the guests looking over at me from time to time, I was beginning to lose it.

Dominik had not spoken to me since his whispered words at the altar. He had not even looked at me.

Now as the limousine idled down the road to my new home, I couldn't help but think about what awaited me. For all I knew, I was Dominik’s prisoner. I imagined cold halls and locked doors and eyes watching my every move. Where would I sleep? A cell? A coffin?

Dominik on his own part paid me no attention. It was like I was not there with him. His gaze was fixed on the rain streaked windscreen, like there was something of interest there that I couldn't see. His expression was unreadable and I longed to know what was going on in his mind.

Was he plotting ways to make me suffer like his first wife?

Eventually, the limousine slowed and when I looked out of the blurry window, I saw that we were going down and empty road, with huge trees on either side.

Dominik's edifice loomed ahead, a monstrosity in the middle of nowhere.

The car stopped at the entrance and two men in dark suits approached. One opened the door on my side and helped me out, while Dominik exited without a glance at me.

In silence, we all walked into the grand room, a stunning space despite the rain outside. It was huge with a very high ceiling and a massive chandelier hanging in the center.

Tall windows with stained glasses lined the side and at the far left, a wide staircase stretched upward.

The room smelled like polished wood and a faint hint of something I couldn't quite place.

I was still admiring the place when two young women entered. One, with sharp cheekbones and hair swept up in a tight burn I was sure hurt looked a bit older than the other, with loose auburn curls.

The older one stopped right before me and spoke without waiting for Dominik who was staring out of a window, his back turned to us.

“I’m Emma.” Her voice was firm but kind. “I'll be in charge of your overall affairs, Mrs DeLuca.”

Mrs DeLuca. I had to get used to that.

“Lottie here,” She gestured to the younger woman who bent slightly for a moment. “will handle your beauty needs. Your hair, makeup, outfits, anything to keep you looking perfect for Mr. DeLuca.”

I gave a polite smile followed by an awkward nod.

Emma motioned at me to follow her, and I fell into step behind her. But as we left the grand room, I turned back to find Dominik staring at me, intently, like he was trying to unravel something about me.

His expression was unreadable but it sent a chill down my spine. Wanting to disappear, I quickly turned away and followed the women.

We walked down a long hallway, with several portraits on the wall. One thing I had already noticed was that there was no sign that he had been married before. No feminine touches, no trace, no keepsakes, absolutely nothing that hinted at the existence of another woman’s presence in the house.

Emma opened a door by her left, revealing an exquisite bedroom - the walls were pale taupe with midnight blue curtains and gold highlights. A king size canopy bed that was heaped with soft linens stood in the middle of the room and a chandelier hung from the centre of the ceiling.

The women helped me out of my wedding dress and made me strip completely then led me to an even more stunning bathroom. It had soft pink marble tiles, and a gold clawfoot tub stood in the middle of the room. The walls were filled with hand painted murals and a wide full length mirror stood just opposite the tub.

The tub was filled with steaming water with vibrant rose petals floating on top, its floral scent filling the room. It was like a feminine haven and my inner child squealed at its beauty, even though my fears lingered.

Lottie held my hand as I stepped into the bathtub and relaxed into it, the roses brushing against my skin. My muscles instantly loosened up and all the tension seemed to disappear into the water.

“You like that, don't you?” She giggled.

“I appreciate it.” I said as I rubbed my shoulders.

Lottie simply nodded and stepped out of the room with Emma. I was grateful for the solitude. It was just what I needed at this moment.

I sank deeper into the bath till it was only my face above the water.

About thirty minutes later, when the water had cooled and I was finally ready to get out of the tub, Lottie walked in with towels. She quickly dried my body with one and then wrapped the other around me and the slightly smaller one on my head.

Then she led me back to the room and made me sit on the dressing table while she applied sweet smelling oil on my body.

When she was done and I shone like a polished surface, she pulled a red silk sheer nightgown out of the wardrobe.

“Red’s the master's favourite colour.” Lottie said with a smile that I wanted to wipe off her face

What made her think that I was interested in what the master wanted?

I didn't even want to be married to him.

Once I had slipped into it, she brushed my hair till my scalp hurt then she put it up with a pin.

Then she told me to get into bed.

She watched me till I was comfortably tucked under the sheets, then she gave a satisfied smile and left.

I was awake when he entered. My husband, Dominik. Since the room was almost dark, I could only make out his huge frame as he walked towards the bed.

My heart beat faster as he got into the bed beside me, smelling of black currant and wood spice.

Wrapping his strong arm around my waist, he pulled me closer until my face was only an inch away from his, then he stared into my eyes as if reading my soul.

Then he held my hand and kissed my palm.

“Kiss me, Rheya.”

Bracing myself, I moved closer and picked his lips. He laughed, “that's not a kiss.”

Then he grabbed my jaw and pulled my face closer, guiding me into a deeper and wetter kiss. It started slowly but took on a hungry edge soon enough. The kiss lingered until we were both breathless then he pulled away momentarily.

He sat up and made me sit up, then he took my nightdress off and I sat naked in front of him.

His eyes roamed my face, my breasts, everywhere else he could see.

He leaned in closer and kissed me again. Then he took a hardened n****e in his thumb and index finger and flicked it. Then his lips moved from my lips to my neck. He lingered there for some time, biting and sucking, then he kissed my collarbones, my chest and slowly took the n****e in his mouth.

My mouth formed a little o as I threw my head back.

I was a virgin, of course, new to the experience but definitely not new to the knowledge, thanks to the rudely erotic books I stole from Elara’s closet back at home.

I don't know what I was expecting but it felt really good, what he was doing. I was hopelessly aroused. I could feel myself moistening. And soon, I found myself clutching his head to keep him in place.

But he eventually freed himself from my grip and went back to searing kisses around my neck like a brand.

I shivered. I gasped.

I got bolder with each kiss and I played my fingers through his hair,

Then with his fingers, he traced down to the top of my mound and down till his fingers were plunged into my wetness. He stroked the tenderest part of me while his thumb worked on my c**t.

I gasped and jerked back a little. His fingers worked gently for a while, then he pulled them out, soaked, and pushed me down on the bed.

He pulled a pillow and placed it under my ass to lift it up a bit then he pushed my legs up and apart.

He stopped for a moment and looked at me, to make sure I was comfortable, I guessed. I looked away, embarrassed.

He kissed his way from my abdomen to my cunt and then began probing with his tongue.