Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 89 Is this what you want 

didn‘t. If she admitted something like that, she would lose a part of herself. Only recently she had started standing up for herself and realizing what it meant to be strong. If she fell for a prince, it would knock out any progress she had made for herself. No man was worth her freedom–but still. She couldn‘t get him out of her head. The way he kissed her so angrily and passionately at once. He claimed her with his mouth and made her knees weak as her body melted into him. She‘d never felt such a desire for anyone before. She‘d never felt her entire body tingle from another‘s touch even when it didn‘t linger. She had so much built up anger for him, it all released whenever they kissed. Would it be so bad to indulge and allow  herself a taste of forbidden fruit? She didn‘t have to attach herself to him like the rest did, she could do this for herself. What was she thinking? She couldn‘t… not with him! He would think he owned her, he would treat her as yet another conquest and it would mean nothing to him. Some things were sacred, but why couldn‘t she stop thinking about his hands on her body and discovering areas she had yet to explore herself? “Doris?” A deep voice shattered her thoughts. Doris turned to see William standing by her door. His hair was purposely messy and his clothes were so... normal. He wore a red and black flannel with dark pants and a shabby coat on top. She almost didn‘t recognize him, but she would know those blue eyes anywhere. He didn‘t look like a prince at all, but he was just as handsome as always. The dark stubble on his jaw had grown out the past few days. She imagined what it would feel like to have it on her skin–then quickly wiped away those thoughts. “You look great.” Doris said with a small smile. His eyes raked her frame and she suddenly wished she had all of her oversized sweaters back so she had something to hide under. Once they left the camp, she knew she would throw one on again. There was no point to change her style anyway when she wasn‘t the one they were looking for. All she was was a useless maid in their eyes. He said nothing to her compliment as he slid off his jacket. “We won‘t leave until after dinner when it‘s the darkest. Enzo said it would be best so no one looks too closely.” “Okay.” Doris nervously picked at her nails as he walked closer to her. He reached out to still her nervous hands. “I‘ve been thinking about a lot of things.” “As usual.” He said, the side of his mouth lifted slightly. Her blood pulsed loudly beneath his touch. Doris sighed and laughed a little. “I just–| was thinking about you and—“ “Don‘t do a thing like that.” He whispered. His eyes flickered to her mouth and she tried to force out all the dirty thoughts from her mind. “You‘ll only complicate it.“. “I thought you hated me.” Doris said as she looked down at their hands. She could feel his warm breath on her forehead. “I should hate you, shouldn‘t l?” “Do you?” Doris swallowed and shook her head no.

passed between their bodies but wanted more. She wanted to feel his skin against her own with such an intensity, she didn‘t feel an ounce of shame for it but she  knew she would later. Doris hesitated for a second before she started to unbutton the top of his shirt. He leaned up further to look down at her with a question in his eyes. He didn‘t have to say a word, she knew what he was thinking. Heat flamed her cheeks. “I–I‘ve never...” William silenced her with a kiss and gripped her hand to let her continue. He leaned up once it was all unbuttoned and slowly took it off as he watched her. She bit her lip and for once allowed her eyes to take in the