Chapter 90

I opened my lips to say it, but then I stopped, realising I would just be digging farther into this hole. His eyes were luring me to a dangerous place while I tried to stay firm in my decision.

"Say it" he leaned closer, forehead bumping mine, but his eyes were still demanding.

"Leave…" I croaked.

"Oh no… that's not an option right now" he chuckled as he pressed his knees between my thighs, his legs had slipped under my night dress and the direct touch made a strange noise escape my mouth. I covered my mouth in a hurry- or tried to, but he grabbed my hand and held it against the armrest. "That sound was beautiful… don't stop" he pressed harder on the spot and tried to hold back the moan.

"Please- Please Jules stop" I pleaded.

"Then say it" he nibbled at the neckline of my dress, tugging it gently, urging the knots holding it together to come undone. He let go as the large portion of my chest became exposed. "Take your time by all means" he added before his lips touched the skin of my breasts and i jolted.

No!- anymore and-

"I- I- argh" - I froze as I saw my nipple in between his lips, his tongue sucking on the skin with a look of ecstasy on his face. I couldn't describe the way my body shuddered in response, nor the pooling heat between my legs. My mouth felt wobbly. "I want… you".

The moment his eyes flicked up and met mine made a strange liquid escape me from below. He didn't stop. Sucking harder, his hand squeezing on the breast, as if he was suddenly obsessed with the softness. He pulled away from the nip he sucked onto to latch onto the other. I let out a moan and he starting sucking harder until I was heaving.

"Stop… please Jules". I could feel him slowing down and finally the pressure eased off and he pulled away.

He finally let go. I let out a deep breath of relief.

"I didn't realise how nice they would taste" he admitted. "But you made it worse with all the sound that escaped you and the… scents" he let out a low thrum off a laugh and lifted my face. He traced something along my cheek and I was much too drained to protest.

"Jules…"

"Don't call me like that. You don't know how you look right now so don't seduce me" his eyes were once again trailing down my body, hands slipping down the armrest, itching for my legs.

"How did everyone's blood taste?" I asked, trying to see if there was a chance, but his face fell immediately and he stepped back.

"Terrible" he replied absently.

"Then we are… actually…" I couldn't believe it.

"I suggest you do well in this competition. I will interfere to make sure you come out victorious but you need to at least put up a front" he sat on my bed, foot resting on his knee.

"I can't"-

"You don't have to. You can try to live a normal life, but if you think for a moment I'll let you live comfortably then you'll regret it". I could see the serious threat in his eyes and it didn't help that the gravity around me felt heavier. Not exceedingly but ever so slightly enough to warn me.

He was right.

I would never be free of him.

But I thought back to my fathers words- the warning from the strange man who may have been the royal advisor. That I was going to destroy Grandor as we knew it.

He waited, expectantly. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts as he looked at me. I was the same.

"Is there any way to break the bond?" I asked and wished I hadn't when my chair hit my desk and he was over me. Hands pushing my shoulder as he glared at me indignantly. Hurt and anger mixing on his features.

"Is that all you can think about?" He demanded the answer but I was too stunned to speak. I knew he was much stronger than myself or any other man for that matter, but at that moment any answer that came to mind felt wrong. "You want me and yet you do not. You confuse me so much. Is your pride that obsessed with proving your father wrong?"

"No!"-

"Then do you find your feelings disgusting? Because I'm not human?" He pressed a thumb into the bottom of my collar bone.

"I- I don't Jules. It's just…" how could I begin to explain this to him?

"Trying to brew up an excuse?"

"I - I will be the cause of the ruin of Grandor if I become queen". I finally admitted, gulping as I waited for him to reply.

He furrowed his brows.

"What do you?"-

"I'm not sure but my parents were told that by a person who said they travelled from the future!" I rambled and found myself stopping when I caught the look on his face. He looked concerned for my mental health. I let out a defeated sigh. "I- I suppose it's hard to believe. I was like that too…"

"I don't care".