I Want You To Want Me

When the day was over every man and woman came together to celebrate and forget what he or she had to do the next day. A few of the men that were stationed with Kouga began telling all types of wild, gory stories while downing cup after cup of rum until they couldn’t see straight. Kouga left drunk off his ass. After saying his goodbyes and fending off some of the local women. He headed to the north wing to his private chambers. He stumbled then righted himself then stumbled some more until he reached the staircase. Kouga tried his best to walk up the steps with his blurred vision. He suddenly smelled a exotic scent peaches and strawberries, he wasn’t too sure. And then he heard footsteps coming down while he was going up.



Kouga’s eyes were wide seeing what he thought was just his imagination but coming to find out she was very much real. Her appearance alone caught him off guard; she was the most beautiful demoness he'd ever seen. She stood out with her olive skin and her body, was a distraction, the muscle in his jaw clenched as his gaze landed on her breasts, her belly, and then her rounded thighs. She was unique, even her unusual hair color had him in awe. It was reddish gold and it glimmered like spun silk. Waves of it hung loose at her back, caressing the smooth skin with the help of the winter breeze. Her curvy hourglass shape had his shaft throbbing, full figured hips swayed enticingly toward him.



She finally stopped at the last step before him. He was stupefied. "Hello." Her smile was dreamy and his pulse rate increased.



"Hello."



"You look very familiar. Do I know you?"



"I'm, uh."



"Are you a..."



"God, you’re so beautiful."



She laughed and came closer to him. "Thank you. You look like you've had your fill of tonight's rum? Do want to be my company for awhile?" He shook his head still in a daze and she laughed then with the crook of her little finger she led the way to get better acquainted.



Wearing a thin wrap, made of silk to cover the necessary parts of her body, obviously designed to be taken off easily. It draped over her breasts, letting a small visible path to be shown of her belly, only held together by a thin golden rope looped around her slim waist.



Entering her private bedroom so she told him, he stood quietly behind her. Leaning his weight against the large wooden door, they'd come through. He narrowed his eyes, mentally slapping himself for staring at the alluring sight, before him. He knew from looking at her she wasn't wearing anything underneath that less then decent garment. Stopping across the room, he watched knowing she was doing it on purpose. With each move her flimsy garment added to his ever arousing anticipation to be inside of this perfect creature.



He was at a lost to this sexually charged female, and her blatant charms. His lips tightened into a grim line, as he further inspected there surroundings. And knew she had to be of some nobility, because this bedroom looked expensive. Decorated in nothing but the finest art and bedding money could buy. Kouga wondered, returning his probing gaze from the painting on the wall to her back facing him. She appeared to be taking off her earrings, though his vision was slightly blurry, after the seventeenth or so cups of rum he consumed in less then twenty seconds tops made everything.



He cleared his throat, "Where are we?" His gaze drifted to her body as she faced him, moving closer to him through the candle lighted room with perfect grace.



She smiled a glint of mischief in her eyes. “This is my bedroom.”



When she spoke the words he became warily aware they were in a room with a bed. And he was nervous. "This i-is a bit too extravagant for my taste. Did you decorate yourself?" He needed to talk.



She gazed at him through long eyelashes, "Your opinion sounds about the same as mine.” Good god! That smile. A fang baring smile with the saucy tilt of her head made him want her even more. “Unfortunately I did not decorate myself. Um, someone else did."



“I see. I have to say I've never seen you before. Are you one of the lord's handmaid's perhaps?”



"I'm not a handmaid.” She gave him a sensual smile. “Please have a seat. If you would prefer to learn more about me." She came to stand in front of him a few inches away from touching one another.



"No, thank you. I'd rather stand if you don't mind." His eyes were failing horribly at not trying to stare at her when she was so perfect in shape and size.



“I'm not going to bite you." She laughed with a smile on her face. "You’re perfectly safe I assure you.” Those tantalizing breasts drew his heated gaze no matter how much he tired to impose years of discipline on himself. It was that damned dress, whoever made it the purpose was to draw attention.



"At this point, I don't think I would mind if you did.” He said tightly. She definitely had the body language of a woman on a mission.



“You look uncomfortable. Am I the cause?” To her surprise Kouga flashed her smug smile with a slight shrug.



"No, I'm completely neutral.” With the faint touch of his finger he tipped her face up. “I was only thinking to myself who you really are under this veil?”



“Oh. If you must know my veil is part of my disguise.” He didn't buy it. Crossing his arms over his chest plate with a grin telling her he figured out who she was from the beginning. Plus by the look of her jewelry from before and the silk dress she wore along with the expensive room they were in he'd come to the conclusion that Marutome's daughter actually did arrive sometime earlier today. And Kouga just so happen to bump into her. But by the Gods he'd never knew she was this beautiful. Even if it was his first time meeting her he'd seen many a demoness outside the castle and none compared to her. She was a goddess.



It was her turn to give him a knowing smile in response at being caught. But she had already known who he was also. And he was young, younger then her to be honest. Though he was the captain to her father's army Netira didn't seem to mind. He was very handsome with a face that looked untouchable.



"You know you’re a bad liar, Princess Netira.” The white satin veil showed a faint outline of her mouth and nose. She gazed at him with humor. “Well you’re suddenly full of question's Captain Kouga.” She liked the look of surprise on his face when she called him out.



Inching closer she replied. “Very surprising, since you were practically shoving his tongue in my mouth." The heat coming from her body was doing things to his mind.



Eyes wide, his cheeks blushed. "I-I'm sorry, about back then for my behavior. Uh, I don't normally drink so much or act that way or uh...” He broke off with a weak smile, trying to hide his embarrassment. “I mean I have been with women before. It's just that I didn't mean to be so forward, uh, with you." Kouga winced knowing he sounded funny, probably looking vulnerable. He didn't know what part of him needed her the most but he wasn't backing down tonight no matter how stupid he sounded.



He tensed watching her hand touch his arm coming down to twine their hands together. "I believe your claim Kouga. In fact I quite enjoyed your tongue inside my mouth as well.”



Damn she shouldn't have said that. His blood raced at an impossible rate heading straight to his groin. “You did?” Was that his voice? Boy, he felt really on edge.



“Yes I did. I liked it so much I would love for you to do it again.” Netira held her breath, while releasing her hand from his she was undoing the straps to his armor. Having had waited so patiently to feel his smooth bronze skin under her hands.



Her lips began to tease his slowly and deliberately causing him to follow after her. He remained passive until he couldn't take anymore. That's when he invaded her mouth with a boldness that took her off guard again and had her moaning in appreciation.



With one flick of her wrist, the heavy leaded breast plate dropped to the floor with a loud clank. Her hands instantly shifted through layers of his uniform until she found her prize, smooth silky skin. Kouga groaned with need into their kiss feeling her hands burn a path over his chest and down to his stomach.



With surprising control he tore his mouth from hers his hand reaching up to fist a hand full of soft fiery hair. "You surprise me Netira. I see you’re not what you seem.”



She wanted to moan just because he said her name. But her mind was only on getting him out of his clothes fast. “No one ever is what they seem, Kouga-sama. Just watch and see.” She whispered, with a deep groan he tilted his head back to the gentle glide of her hands moving deliberately over his sensitive nipples causing small tremors to take hold of his body without his command.



Netira was frantic. She began kissing him and taking his clothes off his shoulders. As soon as his shirt came off his arms wrapped around her waist to bringing her against him. In return Netira nipped the smooth flesh of his bottom lip every now and then, making him ache something fierce.



He wanted to please her like no other man had but sadly he was a virgin and hadn't a clue what do with her. "What do you want, my beauty?" His tongue took a quick swipe of her soft lips caught off guard for the second time. "Tell me what pleases you." Reaching for his hand at her waist she took it in her own and placed it over her heart then the other over her flat stomach.



"I'll show you more later, please Kouga, touch me. I don't think I can wait any longer." He didn't have to be told twice his hands brought havoc to her senses, grasping a handful of one rounded breast with one hand. He could smell how crazy he was making her and loved every minute of it. She squeezed the firm flesh with possessive need.



He lost to his demon nature and dominated this beautiful creature. “Do you like this?” He whispered roughly, her soft moans were affecting him.



"Mmm. Yes, that feels so good." The pressure never let up as he massaged them so tenderly his hooded gaze watching her beautiful face wither in rapture.



“Netira, my beauty. Look at me...” She whimpered in need to have him inside her that she couldn't even speak, "Touch me. Show me that you need me as much as I need you." Her hands in that instant went at fast speed. Tugging at his waist buckle, unhooking his long sword and katana leaving them to drop discarded at their feet. The bottom half of his uniform fell away and her hands were stroking him with desperation. A ragged moan left his lips, as her hand cupped him lightly breaking any coherent thought forming in his mind and his hands were everywhere.



He growled in warning if this continued things would change for them both. Kouga thought about her father a man he respected as his Lord, a man, he'd die for. He couldn't let this go any farther, it was wrong to break Marutome's trust in him. His daughter was not to be his for he was not her equal. “Damn." His breathing shallow Kouga tried to stop himself. "I can’t do this. If your father ever found out I'd be a dead man.” The feeling she was invoking in him was making him mad and he didn't know why.



Netira smiled with mischief in her gaze, and then she pushed away from him walking with her back turned toward the bed. She lifted one hand to her shoulder and untied the knot to her dress, letting it fall to her feet right after. Kouga growled deeply watching her beautiful naked body crawl onto her bed.



Netira was bent over on all fours and he lost the battle from there. "Will you leave me in need of your body Kouga?" She said looking at him over her shoulder, licking her lips.



Kouga never came so hard in his life more then once actually, he'd thought he would pass out from the sheer intensity of it all, with her lithe body on top of him riding him for all he was worth then doing something that he'd only heard about from other men his age talk about. Exchanging blood with each other was common for vampire demons the most sexual thing one can do to another without the consequence of fucking until either partner was boneless with exhaustion.



She was always ready for him, showing, teaching him everything she knew reveling in the thought of being his first and only lover. She was perfect, headstrong, and smart for him he'd fallen for her the first time they had slept with each other. He needed her and he was willing to escape from the island with her at his side just to have her as a mate. Lord Marutome sent for Kouga telling him to take a year long leave to the south for business with a feudal lord in a small trade of formidable weaponry. It couldn't be helped his clan needed new supplies from now and then for a bargain at that.





Added chapter-----



When coming back from his long trip he couldn't wait to hold his beauty. He'd spent many lonely nights dreaming of her body and how fast she responded to him. To just have a taste of her soft lips again made him hard. Reaching her quarters Kouga saw two of her royal guards on the left with a tall broad build was Kenchi, his long hair braided, had a long scar marking a X under his right eye adorned his young face. But the one to the right was his older brother Hitachi; he looked identical to his twin except for the scar. Hitachi and Kenchi were Kouga's childhood friends now they more like brothers then comrades in battle.



Spotting him they watched as Kouga walked towards them with a smile on his face. The two reacted instantly. "Captain." They both said in unison, bowing in respect to their commanding chief.



Kouga chuckled at their forwardness, amused they couldn't just treat him like a close friend instead of as their commander. "At ease my men. I'm happy to see your faces alive and well."



"Ah you know no one's as good as we are." Hitachi replied his chest puffing out.



"Indeed my brother and I am an obstacle not so easy bested." Kenchi smirked smugly.



"I believe you both on that. Now is Princess Netira in her bedchamber?"



"Ah, yes she is. Well are you sure you want to go in there she has, um, she hasn't been herself since your leave." Kenchi said.



"Really? Is she alright?"



"Oh she's fine. In fact she's so well that we've seen Princess Netira with Lord Kuroyu as of lately. To be honest more frequently then we've seen her with anyone." Hitachi didn't want to tell him but he had to know. He knew Kouga and being a year younger then his little brother would probably want blood for having a demoness his beast was fond of taken away by someone better.



“What do you mean? A-are you sure?”



"Yes Captain. Even staying night's with her in her bedchamber." Kenchi looked at his face knowing this was hurting him. "I'm sorry Kouga. From one man to another, all I'm saying is that she's most definitely moved on and you should too. Just to keep things safe between Lord Kuroyu and yourself.



"I agree with my brother, sir. You should leave her be." Hitachi replied with regret.



Kouga didn't like what he was hearing this and it just made him even angrier to know things have changed without his knowledge. "Thank you very much for the advice, my friends. Now if what you both say is true, then I will see things from there by myself. Is there anything else I should be informed of?" He didn't mean to snap at them but he wasn't feeling too good right now and it couldn't be helped. Hearing about the only woman he loved seeing another man will do that to you.



"No sir." They said unison respectfully knowing Kouga was going to be one pissed off demon by the time he was through with Princess Netira.



"Good. Move aside please." They did and he entered her room, but not before the scent of Lord Kuroyu hit him like a swift punch to the face. So it was true she'd been fucking him behind his back without as much as a word. It was faint but he could still smell him everywhere which made Kouga see red. And to top things off she still had him come see her knowing he'd be home before sun down today.



His heated gaze landed on her form, seeing the smooth expanse of her bare back. Her attention was on her long red hair in one hand being brushed in firm strokes. She knew he was behind her and was ignoring him. Kouga waited a few moments to collect his thoughts. Then he stepped further inside shutting the large wooden doors behind him close. Coming toward her his nose picked up for sure Kuroyu's scent all over her she'd mated with him too and didn't look the least bit sorry about it. In a black silk nightgown looking as emaculate as ever Netira finally turned to look at him, a sad smile on her perfect face. He was in a cross between wanting to shake the life out of her or fuck her silly into submission.



"Hello Kouga-san. It's good to see you again." She flipped her long hair behind her shoulder.



"It's hard to believe you’re happy to see me, my lady." He said tersely, while approaching her he stopped about a foot away. Because of his scent heavily perfumed on her body.



"You must be furious with me. I also know what you are here for and I think its due time we have a talk."



"Wait before you speak. First, I need you to answer this question?"



Netira bit her bottom lip and considered what he might want to ask. "You might not like the truth to the answer you seek." She whispered.



"I need to know. His scent. Lord Kuroyu's scent is everywhere, even on your body; I want you to tell me what's going on?"



"I owe you an explanation don't I?" She waited fro a moment to actually say what she was about to tell him. "Yes, I have been mated to Lord Kuroyu for two months now."



Damn her. How can she be so calm when she talks? "Was the reason you mated him was because I left for a year?"



Her gaze lowered. Her hands were placed in her lap. "No, your leaving awakened my rational side, really."



Now he was dumbstruck. "What do you mean your rational side?"



She sighed, lifting her gaze to his face, "Let me start from the beginning. I am Princess and heir of the Ryuuga clan. I can't keep my father waiting any longer to find a suitable mate because he'll suspect something is going on. And I don't want him to hurt you if he does find out about us. Kouga, my heart couldn't bare the thought of you in any pain brought on by my selfishness. So, this was the only way I knew how to break free."



Kouga couldn’t believe his ears. She'd said to him more then once that she loved him, that she couldn't be in love with anyone else but him. And now she just throws it away as if they never happened. "I thought you loved me Netira. Doesn't my loving you mean anything? "



She looked away from him hating more then anything to see his face in so much pain. "Yes your love means everything to me. That's why I think it's for the best that I stay away from you..."



"No!" For the first time Netira has never seen him look so serious. "We don't have to stay here. We could leave this island like we've talked about and runaway together. Find a ship, then sail to another land and leave this godforsaken island forever, just you and me."



She stood abruptly her eyes moist. But she had to do it. "I can not leave my clan! And I will not turn my back on my people. I have a responsibility to them all, Kouga. Don't you understand I am required to produce a heir to rule in my father's place. I can't be with you like you want me to be, it's not right."



"God, don't do this to me Netira. My love, please listen to me. I know who you are and what you represent to our clan. If it's too much for you to handle then come with me."



She shook her head and he knew she wouldn't come back to him. "You know as well as I do my father would send men to hunt us down. You can not change fate no matter what you do."



His world was breaking apart and he couldn't let her do this to him, he had to know. "Are you in love with him? Do you love him Netira?"



She stepped away from him as he moved to come closer. "Kouga I...I do love you. It's just I was lonely and you were gone. You didn't even write me at least to tell me how much you need me."



He moved fast holding her arms in a unyielding grip. Netira gasped moving her body away only to hit the wall instead. Kouga's eyes were a dark red he looked about ready to lose it at any moment. "Tell me the truth, now." His face leaned in a inch away from kissing her. "NOW!"



Netira knew he wouldn't hurt her but she hadn't meant to hurt him either. It was out of her hands. "My father came to me one day with an ultimatum. He thought it would put his mind at ease if his only daughter was mated to an allied warrior. Someone with the means to help our clan. I had no other choice it had to be done."



Kouga growled low, letting her arms go to place his hands on the wall behind her head. "You had a choice. You had someone who would love you forever. You had me, Netira. I would have protected you with my life."



She lifted her gaze to his and gave him a weak smile. "This isn't the first he has asked me while you were gone, Kouga. I've turned him down every time because of you. I thought it was being unfaithful. And when you didn't write to me I figured that I can't do any harm if you and I aren't truly bonded. Then three months ago from today, I accepted to be Kuroyu's mate."



He punched a hole through the stone wall next to her head but she didn't flinch away. "How could you? How could you do this to me?"



A small tear moved down her cheek as she spoke. "I loved you Kouga, believe me I did. I loved you so much it scared me." Her hand slowly touched his cheek and she was surprised to feel moisture there also. "Oh Kouga please understand. This is why I had to find some way...to forget you."



He lifted his head and stared at her like she'd said something horrifying. You wanted to forget what we had?” Kouga was angry again. Beyond pissed at his true love telling him she didn't want him anymore. “You willingly gave him your body. Gave up what we shared.” His words stung her badly.



She had hurt not only his pride but his heart. She wanted to runaway from him, to leave just so she wouldn't have to stand here and see the pain he was going through. He stared at her for what seemed like an eternity until finally his shoulders slumped, "Why?"



Kouga had to ask or he thought he might go mad. "Why can't I have you?"



"I was afraid."



She lowered her head but he gently took hold of her chin and lifted her face to look at him. "Afraid of what?" Looking at his crimson eyes crippled with sorrow and for the first time she really wanted to cry.



"Afraid of rejection.” She whispered so softly only for his ears to hear and continued. “It's the most horrible kind of pain to go through when it's someone you love." Her words brought on more confusion.



“My beauty. My sweet Netira. There was no reason for you to have been afraid." He quickly took hold of her face while his thumbs caressed her cheeks in a circular motion. "I promised you I only wanted you.” She began to pull away from his grasp but he held firm. “You can't leave me love I need you..."



"Don't do this. Don't." She begged but he took her hand in his placing it against his heart.



"You've always had my heart. I love you so much. So damn much.” His voice shook with the effort not to cry in front of her. Just looking at her beautiful face, shed tears in guilt made the pain grow ten times more.



"Stop it. Kouga we can't be together. Just go please I can't bare to see you in so much pain because of me.” Her bottom lips began to quiver.



He closed his eyes and ever so gently wrapped his arms around her waist drawing her body closer to his. She didn't resist him this time. They held each other like this for a moment, feeling the warmth their bodies gave off.



Netira's head rested against Kouga's heart, she closed her eyes for a second and listened to it beat. Amazed that she still had the urge to be with him all from just seeing him in the flesh. She thought she could be brave and let him go. "I wished you could understand what I felt. I couldn't become a prisoner of love; it wouldn't have been a happy ending for the both of us, my Kouga." She leaned even closer to him, her nose buried in the crook of his shoulder now and her body began to remember his woodsy scent. Responding instantly to him telling her she needed him in the worst way.



And he knew it too. “I think I understand now. But your body still wants me. I feel your need.” He whispered to her, his face nuzzled in her hair against her neck, his lips brushing a trail back and forth over the smooth skin. “Let me have you. Let me love you for one night Netira, please.” Kouga knew this was wrong. Trying to persuade her with his body but he didn't want her to leave him.



She also knew what he was trying to do to her and no matter how much her body and heart screamed to be his she couldn't bring herself to face the truth the morning after. Slowly Netira leaned away from him, but his hand slid to her face cupping her cheek. He bent his head brushing his lips against her soft ones, teasing her, waiting for her to take him up on his offer.



The feel of his lips made her weak to the point she indulged in the forbidden and kissed him. She savored how good his lips tasted, how his tongue made her want more, even the way he teased her demanding she follow his lead. Kouga wanted more but Netira pulled away before it went too far. They were breathless his eyes hungered for her and he didn't know if he could hold back. Netira moved towards her opened balcony window and gazed at the night waiting for her body to calm itself.



"My love. Don't leave me with a broken heart." She smiled sadly. She knew she would probably love him forever but only from afar. They couldn't go back to the way things were too much has changed.



“We can't Kouga. I'm sorry.” He lowered his head in defeat and she turned around to look at him.



"Please remember this.” He stopped and gave her his attention. “There are so many types and degrees of love it's almost difficult finding somebody to love you in the right way, for the right reasons. Not for wealth, sex, or security, but that, that they adore you simply because you're you. They accept you as you are, faults and all." She continued. "I've never dealt with rejection. I think that's the only emotion I wouldn't be able to handle. But somehow love will always be there for you when it's your time to find it.”



His head lowered in anger understanding all too clearly. “So this is how it is? You runaway, from the fear of love because love brings fear and you can't handle that. In the end you detach your emotions from what we had so you could escape from the fear of me leaving you instead."



"Love sometimes isn't needed when ruling a kingdom." She lowered her gaze feeling like a coward.



Christ. He couldn't be mad at her. "I know you still love me, Netira.” She did deep in her heart she still loved Kouga, “And for that I'll probably never get over you or what you've done to me. This leaves me with only one choice. I have to fight Lord Kuroyu for you.”



Now he got her attention. She was alarmed he'd come to that conclusion. She actually thought he'd gone mad for sure, "My god, Kouga. Don't be a fool. He will kill you if you attempt to challenge him for me.” She saw he wasn't listening to her so she pressed on. “Is that what you want, huh? You’re going to sentence yourself to your own execution."



She moved fast towards him when he moved to leave, grasping his arm to stop him. "That won't be likely.” He gently shook out of her hold. “Because I'll slit his throat before he even blinks. You have my word." Without so much as a glance, he side stepped her opening the door.



"Kouga, wait. Please think this through.” She had to talk some sense into him. He meant too much to her. “Will you listen to reason and not do this."



He stopped dead in his tracks before leaving out. The grip on the steel door slightly denting under his hand. "No. No I will not listen.” He abruptly turned around to face her. Emotions welling up inside him ready to ignite and he wanted blood. “I've lost everything. Do you hear me, everything important to me.”



His eyes shed unwanted tears and quickly he wiped them away. “You were stolen from me right under my nose by him. I swear on my life, Netria I will make sure you visit his grave." And he swiftly left her bedroom intent on keeping his word.



She said her final peace as he disappeared. "I don't belong to you anymore. I never had and I never will. You just can't accept it because you’re still so young."



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