Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 104

104 Chapter 44

Klara watched the sunset at the horizon, bringing a splash of rich colors spreading all over the sky. Oranges, blues, crimsons, and purples blended like the finest art creating a breathtaking canvas.

Once she had been like those colors. Warm, vivid, alive and full of passion. She had been someone who lived her life on her own terms. She was strong, confident and adventures. But nowadays she had been nothing but confused and scared. Even her sister Astrid had noticed.

"You don't want to marry him. Why are you doing this?" Astrid had asked.

"Rasmus is waiting for me to choose someone." Klara reminded.

"And when did you ever let brother decide things for you or anyone else for that matter?"

Klara sighed. "I am getting old." She chuckled.

"And when did you care about society's rules? Come on! Where is my rebellious sister who did whatever she wanted?"

"I thought you hated her." Klara wondered.

"I did, but now I miss her." Astrid smiled. "I don't want you to ever stop doing what your heart tells you, just like you did before. I want you to be happy."

And here she was after having done what her heart told her. Admitting that she wanted Roshan. What would this lead to?

If Klara had met Roshan before getting her heart broken she probably wouldn't have cared if he was a demon or if her brother opposed to their relationship. She would have followed her heart and told him straight that she liked. Just like she did with Lucian.

But now, after knowing the pain of not being able to be with the person you love, she became less fearless. Now she feared for her heart, which was beating erratically inside her chest while she waited for Roshan.

Klara looked outside the window. The sun had set completely and the sky turned black. Klara had lied to her handmaidens that he was going to sleep and didn't want to be disturbed. Once she was alone she had dressed nicely, combed her hair and painted her lips all while her stomach fluttered with nervousness. Lastly, she put scented oils and perfume onto her skin before blowing a few candles off and waiting anxiously in her dimly lighted room.

While waiting Klara questioned her insanity a million times. Even if she went back to being fearless, she shouldn't be so fearless to invite a demon into her chamber at night. What had she planned to do with him? Just what had she done?!

But as soon as she remembered his touch, his kiss and especially his words her fear turned into yearning. She already longed to be in his arms. Even if it was forbidden for a maiden like her.

After a whiles wait, she grabbed a book to kill some time. Laying down on her bed she began to read, but soon she was getting tired and Roshan hadn't shown up yet. Did he forget about her? Or was he making her wait on purpose?

Annoyed and frustrated Klara went back to reading her book. For awhile she did her best to not fall asleep but gave up eventually and decided to take a nap. Adjusting her pillow she rested her head on it before closing her eyes. Right before she fell into a deep slumber she felt cold fingers caress her cheek.

Roshan.

The sleepiness she felt vanished in the blink of an eye and all she wanted was to open her eyes, jump up and hug him. But she quickly reminded herself that he had made her wait.

"I am sorry I made you wait." He whispered.

Klara ignored him and kept her eyes shut.

"You can add it to my punishment." He whispered again.

Klara kept ignoring him. If he wanted to be punished then this would be his punishment. After a short silence, Klara felt the edge of her mattress sink. Her heart skipped a beat. He was climbing into her bed and crawling under her sheets. She wanted to turn around and scold him but he snuggled against her back and wrapped his arm around her waist, locking her in place.

Klara stiffened. She never let a man into her bedroom let alone her bed and now this man was holding her comfortable as if she belonged to him.

"Don't you want to belong to me?" He asked his hot breath tickling her neck.

Klara could feel his hard chest pressed against her back. His fresh scent and the warmth of his embrace made her lose track of her thoughts.

"Klara."

She bit her lips. She could not resist every time he called her name.

"I want to make you mine." He buried his face in her blonde locks and inhaled her scent. "You don't know how long I have suppressed the need to touch you, to kiss you and hold you. I want you, Klara." His lips moved across her ear.

Klara's breath hitch, her brain stopped functioning and her body reacted in ways that frightened yet excited her.

Roshan's fingers brushed the hair away from her neck and then ever so lightly he pressed his lips onto her skin. The heat from his lips made her skin tingle with carnal awareness as he slowly kissed his way up to her jaw.

Klara should have pushed him away or at least left the bed, but instead, she turned to him, her body drawn to his involuntarily. She took a moment to look at him and again she was fascinated by his beauty. The dim light in the room made his skin look golden and his lustrous black hair shine. Her eyes traveled to his, those hazel eyes and feminine lashes always had her trapped.

Roshan propped up on an elbow and studied her in turn. "You still haven't said a word." He noted.

"I don't think I have to. You already know what I am thinking," She stated simply.

"Still. We don't always choose to say what we think. I want to know what you choose to say."

"I choose to say that I hate that you know what I am thinking."

He chuckled. "Well, I can do nothing about it, princess."

"Don't call me that." She muttered.

"Ah, you like when I say your name." He smiled knowingly.

Klara's cheeks flushed in embarrassment. She tried to get up but he grabbed her shoulder and pushed her down again.

"Do you really want to get punished?" She threatened.

"Why do I get aroused by your threats?"

Aroused? How could he use such a word?

Roshan chuckled. "Than what should I say?"

"You are shameless."She said trying to get away from his hold but he still held her down.

Roshan leaned over her with a serious expression. "Would you rather I say I feel nothing while having your body next to mine? You don't know how much self-control it's taking me to just lay next to you and do nothing."

Klara inhaled sharply through her mouth. This man did things to her body just by speaking.

"Should I keep quiet then?"

"No! I mean…yes." She frowned at her own confusion.

Roshan grinned revealing his perfect white teeth. Klara took notice of his unusual long canines. They seemed longer than before, looking almost like fangs. She had never seen someone with such teeth before. Was it because he was a demon?

"Yes." He replied to her unspoken question.

"But they weren't this long the last time."

"Usually they are just slightly long but they elongate when we are angry, sad, frustrated or aroused." He grinned at the last word.

"Why?" She breathed.

"You might get scared if I tell you." He warned.