۞ XVI ۞

Two days before Annika's 21st birthday

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AS LEWIS LEFT THE MEADOWS' HOUSE THE COUPLE quickly do all they could to leave Donna and Timothy alone, since they hoped she would be able to do everything she could and have more than one taste before the Devil took her away, so she would be able to die with no regrets.

"Aye, it's late, lil' cat. Ya two can stay here if ya want and do what ya want. There are three spare bedrooms. All are soundproof if ya want to… talk about stuff that we aren't supposed to hear, like Noble and Royal stuff, or anythin' else!"

"If ya need more of that special tea later, there's a full jar on the kitchen, ma' love," Raye told her, and kissed the top of her head. "Our home's yer home. It's still 3 am. Ya a nocturnal person, so ya can stay if ya want. The nigh' is yers. Take care of her, boy!"

Oh, they caught up quickly. "I'll take care of her with my life, Mrs. Meadows. Have a good night. Thank you for all you did!"

"Make the lil' cat's short time worthy, boy!" Grover winked.

What are these two plotting? Why am I feeling all hot again? Is it that sexual hunger again? Ugh. How darn annoying. It's not like I would actually do anything with Timothy. "Have a good night, you two. Thank you for the place to stay and the food."

"Don't forget that there's still tea, ma' love!"

Gods, is she telling me to have sex with Timothy? Does she want to drive me insane? Does she think I would do that to Lewis? "Got it, aunt. Now, go to sleep. If you don't you will be tired tomorrow. You aren't nocturnal like me!"

In a second the couple was gone, locking their bedroom door and leaving Donna and Timothy alone in the table. Even though her hearing had been weird after what Gwendolyn did to her, she could still hear how fast Timothy's heart was beating. And when her eye when from up his chest to his eyes, he was already staring her.

Donna tilted her head softly, "Your heart is beating quicker than usual, are you alright, Timothy?"

Still looking at her, he let his hands went from her ankles to up her legs, then he brought her chair so close to his that her legs were around his, "Do you want me to take you to the room, Princess?" He whispered.

She inhaled sharply, "Call me Donna!"

He grinned, "Is that a, yes?"

"What gave you that impression?" She grinned.

Oh, she's getting me so damn hard, "Oh, yeah?" Timothy leaned forward and she kept staring at him. Wondering how far he would try to go with that. "Do you love him, my Princess?"

He's brave to call me that again. "Lewis?" A nod. "Not like that."

"He loves you though," Timothy grinned.

"I am aware. That's why I couldn't give him hope, because my time is limited, Timothy. But I like him a lot. More than a lot."

Well, I don't. "You don't look satisfied, though. A kid like him isn't able to satiate your hunger, is he, my Princess?"

Is he snubbing Lewis? She scoffed, "And are you?"

I'll show her. He tried to bring his hands to her hip and take her to his lap, but Donna held his wrists, making him stop that, and he looked up to her. "Did he make you cum?"

"Make me what?" She blinked.

That made him grin wolfishly, "Oh, that's a no!" He giggled amusedly, "You didn't have an orgasm, I can tell. You wouldn't have been sending me those looks if he had satisfied you like that, Princess!"

At least, I satisfied him. That's enough for me. Donna didn't feel bad for not having been able to use all her energy with Lewis, since he was probably tired, and still lasted two hours. "What looks have I been sending you?"

"Looks that made me hard, Princess," he grinned. "You are attracted to me, and I'm to you. You don't have much time, but I'm totally open to teach you how good sex can be. A 17-year-old boy has little to none experience, he would never be able to make you feel as good as you should. But I'm a man, not a boy, Princess. I'm 23, older than you, and I know exactly what to do to cum on my cock. If you give me the opportunity, I will taste you like he didn't, and I will not only fuck you hard with my cock, but with my tongue as well." I know she wants me. "The kid was probably a virgin, there's no way you felt good with him."

He really is courageous to talk to me like that, as if he was certain that I would let him take me to bed. Yes, he's good-looking and attractive, but I'm not a slut. It's not because I only have two days left and this is my only opportunity to have sex that I would do that to Lewis. He gave me his heart and all of his, what kind of person would I be to throw that away for a moment of pleasure that might not even satisfy me? No, thank you. Donna kept a impassive expression on and pushed her chair away from Timothy's to put some necessary space between them. Not to mention that he's being beyond arrogant. Lewis did make me feel good. It's not his fault that I'm simply a endless well of energy for that.

Timothy arched his eyebrows; Is she putting some space between us to make her move? "Princess?"

She blinked very slowly, "Look, Timothy, I don't want you to have a wrong impression. Yes, you are good-looking and kind of attractive. However, I was not giving you looks that could invite you for sex, if that's what you imagined. I have two days left, but I would never break Lewis trust for a moment like this. We aren't officially dating because I would never do that to him knowing we would never work out for obvious reasons such as my death. Nevertheless, do not think that I wouldn't be loyal to him just because I do not romantically love him in the intensity he loves me. We are romantically involved no matter what. Thus, I'll be loyal to him until the moment the Devil takes me away."

What? Is she for real? "He's a kid!"

Donna frowned and got up, "Lewis is 17, he's been an adult since he was 16, Timothy. He's not a kid. I'm still 20, we are 3 years apart, just as you and me. Same age difference, I don't see why you are making a big problem out of this. He is strong, kind, lovely, adorable, and with more responsibilities than most people I know!"

The Knight scoffed, "You are a Princess, he's a… peasant orphan!"

That was low and disgusting to say. Does he has no sense at all? No humility? "How is it his fault that his parents died? Do you know how they died? Well, I'll tell you. Lewis's parents died on the hands of a mass murderer that went around the village killing kids 13 years ago. They died to protect his son, and take the murdered down with them. He was 4 years old, and he saw it happening. I also lost my mother and my father was pretty much invisible my entire life, and I was raised by my nanny alone. So, I'm pretty much an orphan myself, the difference is that I was born with the privilege of being one of the Royal Princesses' daughter. And he isn't just an orphan, he's the leader of the orphanage, he takes care of the kids. So, do not look down on him, because he's way more than your eyes can see!"

What the hell? Timothy got up. "I didn't intend to offend you."

Imagine if he did. "No. Not me, but Lewis," Donna giggled bitterly. "And at my face. I'm not my father or my half-siblings, Timothy. I am not someone that would break the trust of those who care for them, for a moment that they might not even enjoy. Lewis is one of the people who's always been on my side, and I will not tolerate you talking about him like that, okay? He is important to me, regardless. As much as the Meadows' are." She gave him a scrutinizing glare with her good eye, "And do not touch me again without my permission anymore, do you understand? Especially not in such a personal way as you just did!" It was far from a good feeling, she finished in her mind, feeling annoyed.

What just happened? I thought we were on the same page. She gave me signals, looks. I know she wanted me, so, what in the actual hell was this? "Yes, Princess," he muttered. "I understand," not really, but what else can I say? "I'm sorry!"

She took a step closer, making him look down to stare at her eye, "Do not say things you do not mean, Timothy. I know that you don't regret any of your actions or words, so, do not say you are sorry, when you are far from feeling anything like that. You are just frustrated that you didn't get your way with me, and that's probably hurting your ego. So, get over it."