Married to the Devil's Son

110 Chapter 50

"No!" Klara shot her eyes wide open and her heart jumped inside her chest.

Quickly, her hand flew to her neck and she let out a sigh of relief when she realized that it was only a dream. In the dream, Roshan had bitten her against her will. Was it maybe because of what happened last night?

Klara had seen Roshan's eyes turn a dark red and his fangs elongate.

"You shouldn't have done that." He told her and then leaned into her neck.

Klara had stiffened in fear. It wasn't that she was scared of him, she was just scared of the bite. She couldn't yet comprehend how someone who looked just like a human could bite another one.

Roshan had sensed her fear pulling back from her and out of the bed. "I don't think I can stay here tonight. I told you. You are safer without me."

Klara couldn't understand what made Roshan suddenly react that way. It couldn't be her kiss, could it?

Still confused she got out of bed. While getting ready for the day Astrid came by.

"Did you know that the king of Trevish declared war against us?" Astrid asked as she made herself comfortable in Klara's bed.

Klara turned in her chair. "No. Why?!"

"Clearly Rasmus threatened to take over their Kingdom so their king got mad and wanted to show his power," Astrid explained.

"Trevish is a powerful kingdom. Why would brother do that?" Klara was confused.

She knew her brother could sometimes get power-hungry but he was always strategic. This seemed like a stupid move.

"I am sure Rasmus has some plan. Like a powerful ally or something." Klara said with hope.

"Trevish has many allies as well and since they declared war first I am sure their King has a secret weapon".

Astrid was right. Klara needed to speak to her brother.

Once the maids finished preparing her she made her way to the throne hall where Rasmus was speaking to some generals.

"Excuse us for a while. I need to speak to His Majesty alone." Klara spoke.

Rasmus motioned for the generals to leave and once they were alone Klara gave her brother a hard glare.

"What have you done now?" She asked accusingly.

"I have done nothing sweet sister. I really don't know why Trevish declared war against us, besides that man always wanted to have my kingdom."

"So he is the one who wants your kingdom and not the other way round?" Klara crossed her arms over her chest.

"Of course it's the other way round as well. Our lands are too close. Sooner or later on of us will rule over the other. So, I have been thinking of taking the first step but I guess I am too late." Rasmus explained.

Klara sighed. She didn't like war. Her people would suffer but she didn't want someone else to rule over them either because then they would suffer even more.

"What do we do now?"

"And where do we get such an ally?"

"That, I am not sure."

Klara spent the rest of the day planning for war and trying to find an ally willing to help. She couldn't say she missed it but she missed her men. What she couldn't understand is why they always seemed excited to go on war. Did they not care about their lives or what would happen to their families if they died?

Tired after a whole day of planning she went back to her room. Her maids helped her change to her nightgown and prepare for sleep. As she lay comfortable on her bed she thought of Roshan. Would he come tonight? Were things alright between them or did something she was unaware of happen last night?

"Roshan." She whispered his name in the darkness as if he would hear her.

Strange she thought. But even stranger was that he actually came just after she called his name.

"Klara." His voice came from behind.

Klara sat up on the bed and turned so that she could face him.

Roshan stood in the dim light, only half of his face visible and the other half was hidden behind the shadows. Klara didn't know why having him in her room, in the dark made her heart race.

All of a sudden she felt as though she could not speak.

Roshan walked slowly toward her bed until she could see his whole face. He gazed at her just the way he did in her dream, eyes filled with lust.

"I am not sure if I should be here at night?" He spoke.

"Why?" She whispered.

"At night, my demon awakens."

Klara wasn't sure what he meant by that but it didn't sound good.

"I almost bit you last night. I told you I wouldn't but I wanted to so badly. If I stay I might break my promise." He continued.

"But you stayed with me many times before without biting me." Klara didn't want him to leave.

"The more I stay with you, the more I want you."

She could relate to that. She wanted him more as well.

His eyes darkened. "Then do you want me to stay?" He asked.

"Will you bite me?"

"I might." He warned. "You should tell me to leave if you aren't ready."

Klara studied him for a while wheighing her options. For some reason, she trusted that he wouldn't bite her if she didn't want to.

"Stay." She whispered.

Roshan watched her for a moment before taking off his coat and crawling into her bed. Klara grabbed the sheets around her tightly, suddenly feeling like prey from the way he looked at her.

Roshan's hands slid under the sheets, grabbing her ankles he pulled her across the bed against him.

Klara gasped as she fell back on the bed and her dress slid above her knees. "Roshan!"

She tried to pull her dress down but Roshan grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands above her head.

"Do you trust so easily even after I told you what I wanted to do to you?" He asked his face close to hers.

"You told me to trust you." She breathed.

"I didn't know you were so obedient." He leaned down burying his face in the crook of her neck.

Klara stiffened feeling every muscle in her body tense.

"Relax. If you are going to trust me then trust me all the way." He spoke next to her ear.

Klara tried to relax but her body refused to listen.

Roshan pulled back and gazed into her eyes. There was no fear in them, which meant that she was only nervous. Letting go of her wrists he let his fingers trail down her arms and to her face.

Klara closed her eyes as Roshan's fingers softly moved across her face, tracing her lips they continued further down her neck.

Her body grew hot under his touch and her muscles slowly relaxed. She opened her eyes and found him staring at her with admiration. She knew very well that she was beautiful but she never felt more desirable than at this moment. The way he undressed her with his eyes made her body flush.

Roshan's hands slide to her shoulders, pulling her nightgown off each shoulder and down her arms slowly. Klara shut her eyes tightly this time as she felt her gown sliding down her breasts. She had never been naked in front of a man before.

Roshan stopped when he felt her tense again. Instead, he leaned down and pressed soft kisses across her collarbone and up her neck and jaw until he could feel her relax again. Then he captured her mouth with his in a gentle kiss.

Klara sighed into his mouth, her hands instinctively moving to the back of his head as he deepened the kiss. She pulled him closer, feeling his hard body against hers. Roshan trailed kisses down her jaw and nipped at her throat. His hands slid under her gown caressing her thighs while pulling her dress up.

He kissed a path down her chest and stomach and even though it was through the thin fabric of her gown, Klara could feel the heat of his lips, making her body ache for his.

Roshan moved further down, prying her legs apart he kissed the tender skin of her inner thighs. Klara???s muscles tensed again but not in an uncomfortable way. Her back arched as his lips sensually played over the sensitive skin.

She held onto his hair as he slowly moved up and kissed her hip and then further up to her stomach. Klara felt shy being half-naked but she was so inflamed by his touches and kisses that she ignored every other feeling.

Roshan paused and drew back. He knew she wasn't very comfortable being naked so he thought of undressing first.

Unbuttoning his shirt swiftly, he tossed it aside. Klara's mouth fell open as her gaze fell on his torso. This man was perfection and she wanted to feel his body with her hands. She knew she was staring but she couldn't stop until he began to unbutton his pants. Klara averted her gaze quickly, looking up at the ceiling instead while her cheeks burned.

She heard Roshan chuckle softly before he grabbed her hands and placed them on his chest.

"I thought you wanted to touch me." He spoke.

Klara felt the heat of his body under her palm and the way his muscles flexed as he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She felt his bare skin against her thighs and his hardness pressed against her stomach. Panic and excitement bubbled inside her while her hands still rested hesitantly on his chest.

"Don't hold back, because I won't." He captured her lower lip and sucked on it.

Klara moaned into his mouth, her hands sliding to the back of his head to pull him down. Just like he said he didn't hold back. He kissed her until her lips felt sore, and her skin burned and her body ached in places she could never imagine. She found herself curling her toes and wanting to clasp her thighs together to stop the throbbing between her legs.

This time she let him take her gown off and her undergarment. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. She wanted to be touched everywhere, kissed everywhere.

"Oh, I am planning on doing that and more." He promised with a grin.

Roshan moved his gaze swiftly of her bare body. She was more beautiful then he imagined and he already ached to be inside of her. But it was her first time, so he wanted to be gentle. He had to control himself even though his demon was howling like a beast.

You will have her forever. She is yours now so calm down. He told his demon.

It was true. He didn't need to rush things. He wanted to make her first time to feel safe and comfortable. But after that, he would show her his sinister ways.

"Roshan?"

He looked into her concerned eyes and saw a reflection of himself. His eyes had turned red and his fangs had elongated even more. His body was telling him to claim her.

"Don't be afraid." He told her as if being sure he could control himself.

What if he didn't? She would begin to fear him or maybe she would never trust him again.

"I am not. I am just...nervous."

Did that mean she was embracing herself to get bitten?

"Do you want me to bite you?" He asked.

"If you can't control it then it's alright."

Roshan caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. Klara didn't know why this gesture and his gaze made her suddenly feel loved instead of desired. Slowly his eyes returned to their normal color but his fangs remained the same. Klara got curious as to why?

"Can I touch them?" She asked.

Roshan was taken aback by her question. Women had touched him on many places but never his fangs.

"Yes."

Slowly she lifted her hand and traced a finger over his fangs. A strange sensation went through Roshan's body, intensifying the hunger he already felt for her.

Klara continued to play with her finger around his mouth. He had very kissable lips, a beautiful yet masculine face, and his neck. Her hands trailed down his neck. She never thought she would find a man's neck inviting.

Her hands continued further to his strong shoulders, grabbing them she pulled him down on her. His bare chest pressing against her bare breasts, creating a friction that made a moan escape her lips.

Rosha devoured her mouth, while his hand slowly and teasingly slid between her legs, touching her where she ached the most. Klara moaned against his lips and her back arched. She was embarrassed yet she didn't want him to stop. She had never experienced such sweet torture before.

Roshan's mouth made a path down her neck and between her breasts before he captured a peek between his lips. Klara gasped and squirmed. She knew she had to keep it quiet but she couldn't.

Her body shuddered with want as his fingers worked between her legs and his mouth over her breasts. It burned, flushed, tingled and ached until she couldn't control the sounds that came out of her mouth.

Roshan grabbed her legs and pulled her closer adjusting himself between them. Klara's heart skipped a beat, embracing herself for the pain to come.

Roshan leaned down and kissed her belly. "Relax." He spoked against her skin. "I'll take it slow."

He kept kissing and caressing every inch of her until her body begged for his. As if he knew he leaned into her and then gently pushed himself inside. Klara gasped at the intrusion but it didn't hurt as she had expected. It was only uncomfortable.

But Roshan was slow and gentle and her body adjusted quickly to his.

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