Chapter 5 (Can't fucking get her off my head)

I opened the door to find Nadira on her knees, her hands clasped behind, with her eyes blindfolded. Just how I wanted it. But now, for some strange reason, it doesn't excite me anymore like it used to.

Fuck. What is going on with me?

Nadira has a killer body. I always got aroused by the mere look, but now, nothing is happening. My body is feeling irritated instead of excited.

"Mate!" Veleno roared in my head. My face scrunched. I thought I had this beast trapped at the back of my head.

"Fuck you. I am getting her off my mind!" I roared back and pushed him right behind before he could say another word.

My feet moved fast and, in the next few seconds, I was right in front of Nadira. I bent a little and allowed my finger to trace her delicate, flawless cheeks. Her breathing hitched at my touch, and a moan slipped off her parted lips. I bit my lip to stop the irritation her moaning was causing me.

"Get hold of yourself, Vin!" I scolded myself, and out of frustration, I roughly pulled her to her feet.

"You can't fucking allow those golden eyes to mess with your head," I muttered in my head, oblivious to the wincing sound Nadira was making.

I forcefully pushed her to the bed, earning a panicked sound from her. I ignored it and the raging struggle of Veleno. My hand gripped her and flipped her, arching her back up so that her butt would press into my front, with her front turned down.

A sweet position, but rather it prickles my skin.

Shit!

My left hand grabbed a strip of her red pants and, without a second thought, I yanked it out, and she screamed as the fabric bit into her skin. I brought the pants forward and shoved it into her mouth to seal it from any further sound. It disgusts me. I'm just here to get that thing off my mind.

I have thousands of reasons to hate her, but why am I not hating her?

Instead, I crave her and not her blood.

I want her-to feel her touch, to hear her heartbeat, to have her hands run down my body, and those eyes gaze into mine as she moans out my name.

"Damn!!" I growled, my breathing getting heavier. My eyes were shut, and I could feel my cock getting damn rigid at the thought of her. This is crazy!!!

Breathing harder, I managed to part Nadira's legs with the face of my enemy's daughter in my mind. Sneaking my index finger into her clit, I rubbed it, while imagining her back arched up in pleasure, begging for more. My finger slipped deeper and curled before throbbing faster and faster.

I could feel her. I could feel her climax... she is close. Damn close. Before she could release it all, I instantly pulled away and positioned my cock at the entrance.

"Fuck it. Come on, Dom!"

BANG

The voice was more like a wake-up call, and my cock fell. My gaze snapped open to find that it was Nadira, and not her.

The pant has fallen off from her mouth.

I sighed and tried to get myself hard again, but it's not fucking working.

"Damn it!" I snarled in anger and frustratedly pushed her back onto the bed.

And pulled up my trousers.

The forceful jamming of the door had Nadira dragged the blindfold off her face.

"Baby, what's wrong..."

I was already out. My head was banging so bad. How am I going to survive this until she clicks eighteen?

I don't even know how old she is now, to start with.

This is torture. I can't fucking get aroused. Soon, news might even spread that I am impotent.

Fuck it!!!

I slammed my fists into my palm in rage, walking down the corridor in anger.

Of all people to pair me with-an enemy's daughter?

What was the Moon Goddess thinking?

Does she think this is trivial?

"King Vin-" one of the guards tried to greet me, but I quickly stopped him with a raise of my hand in the air.

I strode toward my chamber. I fucking need a cold shower and a long sleep.

I twisted the door and pushed it open, but instantly, I halted in my tracks. My pupils slid up, and my eyes narrowed in confusion.

What's she doing in my room? In my bed?

"What are you doing here?" I closed the door, stepping in further. My gaze sharp and colder.

I watched her scramble out of the bed instantly, as if my presence was a plague. And honestly, that hurts. I fucking want her right there on my bed.

"Oh. Stop that, Vin. She's an enemy."

A daughter of the enemy is also an enemy.

"Why pretend as if you aren't the one that tells your cunts to drag me here!" she lashed out, and I stopped immediately.

My mind reeled at what she just said, and my face hardened. I told those fools to lock her up in the room next to mine, not in my damn room!!

"Watch your tongue, young woman," I snarled through gritted teeth, my tone gruff and harsh.

"And what the fuck are you going to do?" she smirked, and I saw a flicker of hatred glint in her eyes-and that tugged at my heart. "You need me, King Vincenzo," she spat out.

Her words were like mockery. A prickle to my skin. And in the next second, I found myself in front of her. My large palm gripped her neck and slammed her against the wall, trapping her between me and the stony wall. She gasped, her gaze widened.

I wanted to slice her throat off, but the closeness was affecting me too much. I could feel her body heat on me-her heartbeat, which beat like music in my ears-something I would loved to hear every fucking minute. And her scent... it was heavenly.

"SHIT," I growled at myself, irritated.

"Stop fighting it, Vin," Veleno sighed. And my jaw tightened.

"Let me go!"

My sharp gaze snapped back at her, freezing those words and shoving them back down her throat. I felt her trembling under my stony glare.

"You pup of a coward," I hissed, tightening my grip, and she winced at the pain. "Just because I need you doesn't give you the guts to raise that gutter you call a mouth again. If I were you..." I paused, my gaze trailing from her eyes to her parted lips.

The sight caused a blood to rushed through my veins, twitching my cock. Giving me thousands of reasons to claim them-to feel their taste against mine.

Fuck it... I groaned and balled my fists, resting them at her waist level. I could feel her heavy breath as I leaned in close to her ear. Her body's reaction made it hard for me to concentrate.

"Get the fuck away," I snapped, pushing Veleno behind me and hissing in a harsh tone against her ear. "...I am giving you five days. If that coward of a father of yours doesn't show up, then consider yourself dead. So if I were you, I'd use this energy to be thinking-and praying that he shows up on time. His moves will determine if you will see the sixth day."