Damiano picked me up by my waist and pulled himself out of me. Then he set me gently on the floor.
“Get dressed. We need to leave here immediately,” he was cold in his response. “Pack some clothes for traveling by sea.”
CHAPTER FOUR
“Sea?” I asked.
“Yes,” he went into action and threw my clothes at me that were on the floor. Then he started packing for me. I went after him.
“Wait, slow down. I don’t understand what is happening. Where are you taking me?”
“There’s no time. We must go now.”
“No, I’m not moving until you tell me. I can’t just leave here. I have my aunt and uncle here.”
“We will run away together where we can live together and raise our child. If I stay here, my father the king will come look for me. He will send you away and take me back home to rule. I know him.”
I had to make a fast decision. I could stay here and raise this bastard child on my own in the ridicule of society. Or I could go live with my prince in some far off land where he would pretend not to be a prince.
“I will go.” I grabbed my stuff. Then we snuck out of the townhouse and we were off to his place. When I walked in I almost forgot what a stark contrast his place was to mine. His place was like from another time period and it was very dark.
“Lock the door behind me. I’m just going out to grab a few things, and I will be back in a few minutes, but I don’t want to take any chances. Don’t open this door unless you hear my voice. If you hear any other noises do not open it.”
“Yes, I understand.”
His words had me on edge. He walked out and I locked the large bolt on the door. I sat on the bed and fidgeted the whole time I wanted to get comfortable and take my clothes off but I left everything on, even my boots. I knew I needed to be ready for anything and any time.
An hour later Damiano was at the door, “Emerald it’s me Damiano. You can open the lock.”
I opened the door and he came in. I hugged him tightly. He closed the door and locked it behind us.
“What were you doing?”
“Locking up and getting all our travel in order. I don’t want to take any chances.”
“Now will you tell me what’s going on?”
Damiano sat on the bed and looked exhausted.
“There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you but I was struggling with whether I should or if it would make a difference.”
“Okay, I’m listening,” I sat on the edge of the bed and listened as he told me a very long story. It was a princess that he is betrothed too and is suppose to marry upon his return. I listened and cried. His father is so strict that he does not allow his sons to marry ladies of the court, they must be princesses, which made my case hopeless. His father had a man here in Assisi that looked after the prince and news of him fleeing would be out in a few hours. So we had to go now.
Damiano sat next to me on the bed and was silent for a few seconds. I tried to take it all in. Then he said, “That’s it. That’s all of it Emerald.”
“I see. I’m in shock. I had no idea.”
He grabbed my hand in his and continued, “There’s only one way I know of to protect you, but we have to go now. I want to be with you. I want to go down that path. A romantic path with you to explore it and see what could be, but he won’t allow it. I don’t want any harm to come to you; I know what he’s capable of. That’s why I need to get you out of here and could keep an eye on you. I’m very sorry that you have to endure this. I hope that one day you will forgive me.”
“I forgive you Damiano.”
When he talked to me like that, so honest and genuine, I melted. I wanted him, all of him, period.
He leaned over and kissed me. Now with this one woman he was betrothed too everything was shattered. We kissed passionately and slowly. Earlier by my bedroom door we had sex in a lustful and aggressive way turned on by the danger of the situation. Now we looked at each other like it was the last time we could be together. The way he looked at me was like a silent promise to himself to not let that happen again. Damiano stood me up and stripped my clothes off my body in such a rapid haste I went from clothed to naked in a flash. Then he stripped his clothes off the same way. He kissed me and we fell back on the bed together.
He climbed on top of me and rubbed his body against mine. I spread open my legs and arms and received him in my envelope of a warm embrace. I wanted him, and I wanted him now. I wanted to absorb him in everyway possible. I reached down and put his big cock in my hand and stroked it. Damiano moaned. Then he moved his hips and put the tip of his rock hard shaft inside me, and slowly pushed it in. I cried out. It was so thick and long. I wrapped my hands around his back and held on tightly. The sheer force of his body moving on mine moved me far up and down the bed. He was a strong creature and my tiny body was like the wind under him going with his every movement.
He explored my soft skin with his tongue running it down my shoulder and arm as though he were tasting it. The thought sent chills up my back and goose bumps appeared all over my body. Damiano sat me on top of him straddling him. He put his strong hands on my waist and moved me slowly on top of him. His hands roamed from my waist to my nipples and he pinched them lightly. Then he moved them back down to my hips controlling me with his hands and his eyes. I was hypnotized. He arched up his back slamming himself inside me as he rose like a wild buck stallion. He was so long the went deeper inside me in this crashing of bodies motion. I was so wet he slid in and out so fast and easily.
“I like to look at you Emerald, my Emerald” he said.
I moaned at the lust in his voice when he spoke to me. I was on the brink and my whole body pulsated. I exploded suddenly into orgasm. It was an uncontrollable thing that I was unaware was happening until it just was.
Damiano rolled over on top of me. Now my back was flat against the bed. He got between my thighs and positioned himself, grabbed his cock and inserted the tip inside me. He locked eyes with me. Those unnatural blue eyes that pierced me. Then he pushed deep in me and started pounding me fast. Damiano was going hard and fast. Damiano unleashed an animal sound from deep within his throat as he climaxed. I was excited and scared by the noise and what I seeing and feeling inside me as his warm juices flowed in me. Then he collapsed on the bed breathing a raspy heavy breath. I laid there staring at the ceiling in denial and pleasure wrapped in one.
The next thing I knew Damiano was shaking me awake. I didn’t remember falling asleep. Time and sleep and dark were a weird state of mind when I was with him.
“I need to get you out of here while I deal with this. There’s only one place you will be safe.” Damiano was already dressed and in action mode. I was still groggy and tired.
“Where?”
“You’ll see.”
I didn’t have any choices here. I trusted Damiano.
In less than half an hour we were in his carriage driving wildly through the Italian countryside at sundown. I was exhausted from emotion and felt beyond drained. We drove for hours and hours and rarely stopped. We were headed east but that was all I knew. We passed mountains and grasslands.
The thought of sleeping and giving my mind a vacation by having sweet dreams felt like the right thing to do at the moment. I began to nod off and then jerked my head awake.
“It’s okay Emerald. You can sleep. I don’t need sleep. I will keep you safe. Sleep.”
His words were soothing to me and I believe him. I felt safe with him. I must have been very tired because I soon fell into a deep slumber in the carriage even though his driver raced over the rough roads. I opened my eyes every now and again after a few hours would pass to see where we were. I felt like we were going in circles because the scenery scarcely changed. I was sweetly sleeping and then I thought I heard my name “Emerald” being whispered. I thought it was in my dream. I was dreaming that Damiano and I were in bed savoring each other’s bodies. Then I felt a hand on me. I opened my eyes and Da
miano was gently waking me up. I almost forgot what was happening for a second and thought I was in a bed. Then I saw that I was still in the carriage seat.
“We’re here,” he said as he went about getting my bags.
I propped up in the seat to look around. We were seaside on the dock of a massive ocean. I looked around in complete confusion. It was drastic and beautiful.
“Damiano? Where are we?”
“We’re on a dock and we are going out to sea. The Adriatic Sea.”
CHAPTER FIVE
“We are? Why?”
He stopped and gave me a serious look, “We cross the sea and no one knows me there. Here in Italy I am known. I will buy us an estate and we will be comfortable.”
“But what about you?” I said worried.
“I will be fine. I am careful. We need to get on the boat. I will keep you safe there. We will stay there a long time.”
I breathed in deep and believed him. For the next month we stayed aboard that ship out at sea. We didn’t see or hear anything of his father. I slept with my dark lover in the cabin aboard the old fishing vessel. I enjoyed his company and slowly started to forget about all the danger of being found out. I had a lot of guilt for leaving my aunt and uncle, and I had only left them a vague note that I had run off with my Italian lover. I only left it so that they did not think I had been killed or taken against my will. I did not want them to spend time looking for me thinking I was in danger. Though I’m sure they were doing just that anyway. That thought haunted me and I did wish there was a way that the prince and me could be together. But that was a sacrifice I was willing to take. Damiano had let me into his world and I would never betray him. Not now and not for eternity if he would allow it. For now I had to be happy with just being safe with him. Not knowing if we were still hunted by his father. All I could do was put my faith in the fact that he wanted to keep me safe because he loved me. I didn’t know what lay ahead, but I was open to it and I was ready. I just wanted to be with him, Damiano, and that’s exactly what I got.
We finally crossed the Adriatic Sea. We came onto land. All seemed to be going well. We hired a carriage and began to make our way out of the port city into the countryside. I sent my aunt and uncle another letter to their London address. The guilt really did bother me and I wanted to let them know that I was doing well. Damiano kissed me deeply in the carriage and sighed in relief.
“I think we have made it. I am so happy to start a new life with you here Emerald, and with our child.”
“I am too,” I said as I kissed him.
The carriage suddenly came to a stop. We were both confused and looked out the window. There was an astonishing sight.
There were several carriages, men in elegant uniforms carrying banners mounted on horses, and a stately looking man with the most elegant dress I have ever seen.
“It’s my father. He has found us,” Damiano said.
My stomach sank as I realized this would be the last time we would be together. I couldn’t believe he found us, but how did he know. Damiano got out of the carriage and then helped me out. We looked at all the men and one of them was very familiar looking. It was Damiano’s carriage driver in Assisi. He was the one that drove us to the ship. This was how we were found out.
The king got off his horse and came up to us. He started yelling at Damiano in Italian. I did not understand it.
Then at one point the king looked at my belly. This I did understand. We were then escorted back to the shore. There we were taken aboard a very grand ship. I was put into a very luxurious cabin. Damiano was in his father’s cabin fighting. I didn’t know what would be done with me. I was so confused and hurt. There was a knock at the cabin door and I was excited to see Damiano again. I had hoped that his father had come around. I wasn’t a princess but I was of noble English heritage with a good family name. Though I guess I had drug that name through the mud by running away with him.
I opened the door and a maid walked in carrying a trey full of food.
“Miss I am Maria, if you need anything. Do you need help?”
“I would love a bath if that is possible,” I pleaded.
“Yes, it is. I will have a tub brought up after your meal and start the water on the fire.”
She walked out and I was very happy to be getting good treatment. I considered it a good sign. I ate heartily of the piles of food. There was fresh caught fish, fresh baked breads, and lots of fruit. I wondered if everyone knew I was with child because the portions of food were enormous. I ate almost all of it.
Then my question was answered when the copper tub was carried in. Various women came in with buckets of hot water and filled it half way. Then they left. The maid Maria came back in and helped me out of my dress, then when she helped me into the tub she said, “Careful Miss, can’t have you slip because of the little prince.”
I smiled sweetly. This meant that she knew I was pregnant. It was promising that she called our child a prince, as though I would be accepted.
I took a hot bath and tired my weak muscles. Then I toweled off and the maid brought in a fresh dress for me. It was in the Italian style and it was very lavish. Then hours and hours passed. Finally, Damiano came into the cabin. I ran to him and hugged him.
“Damiano, I was so worried I would never see you again.”
“I am here Emerald. I will not leave you.”
“So what did your father, the king say?”
“Exactly what I thought he would. He wants me to send you to the country. To one of our country estates where you will have our child and you will be provided for, but I must still marry the princess I am betrothed too.”
“I see.”
I burst into tears.
“I told him that where you go I go. That he can force me to stay in the palace if he wants, but as soon as his back is turned I will be off running to you. I will have to be dragged back in chains. I told him that I will do this for as long as I live. That no other land will ever want to marry their daughters to us because we will have a reputation for treating their princesses badly because my behavior will go down in history.”
My eyes were wide with excitement at his brilliant plan. Then he continued.
“I told him he could prevent all of that by calling off the engagement and saving that princess from being treated badly, and keep her land from retaliating against us for it. Or he could keep the engagement, and force us to marry and be the king that started a war.”
“That is brilliant.”
“So after much yelling and screaming. He finally agreed.”
“Agreed to what.”
Then Damiano shocked me. He pulled out a giant emerald rock on a ring and knelt down.
“Emerald will you marry me? Will you be my princess?”
I grabbed onto the chair and sat down because I was so light headed. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I couldn’t believe that this fairy tale had come true.
“Yes! Yes I will marry you.”
At our wedding, my entire family from England came including my aunt and uncle. I still wanted to prove to them that I was in fact well and in good hands. They still scolded me for running off with a man like that. I apologized over and over. Once our son was born, the king finally warmed up to me. Since I did come from some nobility he considered it an alliance with London and felt proud for that. Mostly he was just proud that I was giving Damiano sons. It was unbelievable that all of this had happened to me, when things seemed so dark in the beginning, but now I was a princess living happily ever after.
Werewolf Hunters
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Erotic Paranormal Werewolf Romance Stories
Werewolf Hunters
BOOK 1 : DESIRE
CHAPTER 1
Paige ran.
Her paws hit the grass as she felt the wind blow through her fur. Yes. She was free. Her head snapped to the left as she heard it. A pack of coyotes. No, she could take them but it would be too much work. She would find prey that was ea
sy to catch. She bowed her head and pushed her four legs to move faster. Paige caught a small creature moving in the corner of her eye.
A white rabbit.
A growl escaped her as she lunged towards it. He was faster than most rabbits she had chased recently. He maneuvered away from her and ran for his hole. She pushed herself. Faster. The voice in her head commanded. She obliged as she lunged towards the rabbit.
Yes. Paige felt its fur in her mouth. She could hear its heart pounding in its chest. Paige took a deep breath but it wasn’t fear that she smelt, and it wasn’t coming from the rabbit in her mouth.
She dropped the creature from her mouth. It looked at her in shock for a fraction of a second before running away and making it to a hole.
Paige turned her attention to the scent she needed to track. Death. With her tail tucked between her legs she ran towards it.
It took her five minutes until the scent was so overpowering her eyes almost watered. She closed in on the smell and skidded to a stop as she saw the cause of it.
Seven zombies.
Shit. Paige was going to have to kill the undead. A snarl escaped her as several of the zombies turned their attention to her. They moved slowly, it took them almost ten seconds to turn their bodies and another three seconds to move one of their feet in her direction. Paige braced herself for the fight that was about to come.
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Ben lowered the gun slightly as he watched the wolf ready herself.
“I thought she was part of this.” Markus didn’t turn away from the fight as he spoke.
“So did I.” Ben ran his hand over his face. He’d shaved this morning and already stubble was coming back. “But it looks like she wants to kill them as much as we do.” He winced as watched one of the zombies grab hold of her and bite. She let out a sad yelp of pain as she turned to bite the zombie. The zombie grabbed a hold of her neck and chomped down. Another zombie grabbed her stomach. The wolf let out another cry.
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