#Chapter 4 The Missing Earring

Ellie's POV

The smell of him makes me crazy. Normally, I would question why there is a man handcuffed to a bed in this hotel suite. It almost seems serendipitous for me to find him here, lying here ready for me to touch and explore him, but I am so overcome with desire and ferocious sexual urges that I don’t think of it. Who cares?

He seems as if he is going crazy himself, though I cannot see his face or eyes. His breath comes out ragged and heavy. It is dark but my wolf senses when he turns his head to look at me.

I saunter over and climb on top of him, ecstatic to feel his tight and ripped muscular body. I whisper to him, "Hey, champ, wanna help a lady out? I've never done this before, but I'm guessing you know what I mean."

I smile wickedly as I bend to brush my lips over his. It's not a kiss, anyway. He groans and the sound turns me on. Much to my pleasure, his member hardens almost instantly beneath my wet panties and starts to poke into my folds through the fabric.

I feel his body heat up exponentially, like he is running a fever. He has the body of someone that works out all day and I shudder with excitement.

In a frantic movement, he tries to move his hands towards me but he can’t because of the handcuffs. He groans and leans up to me. He wants to take control but he can’t. I laugh mischievously and kiss him now, putting my tongue in his mouth and he forcefully kisses me back, exploring my mouth. He becomes even harder and I moan from the intensity of him.

He growls through gritted teeth and it sounds like a promise to torture me with pleasure. It sends tingles down my spine and between my legs. My hands caress his muscular arms, they run up to the handcuffs and he clenches his hands into fists like he is trying to control some strong force within him. I am excited to see him battling with his desire. I want to tease him even more.

I run my lips down his body as he starts to growl and I place my mouth around his dick but don’t move, just teasing him. He thrusts into my mouth but he cannot control the movement with his hands cuffed up.

I laugh. "Seems like I'm in control after all."

I get back up on my knees, pull my panties aside and lower myself onto the fullness and hardness of his manhood. The walls of my pudenda stretch and it is agonizingly sweet. It's my first time and the hurt is obvious, but I brace myself for what's coming next.

I lose myself as I ride his dick, and he helps by curling his pelvis and lowering back up to meet me, pushing himself even deeper. I moan and cry out, cupping my breasts and my wolf feels his gaze burning into me.

I lift and lower myself until I explode with a powerful climax and he lifts his hips pushing himself into me. He starts to thrust into me faster and faster, his breaths becoming heavier and heavier, and I know that he wants to cum. I continue to moan and rock back and forth. He starts grunting loudly until I feel a large volume of his warm liquid fill me.

His breath quietens and his whole body starts to feel cooler. My head spins like a flipped coin and immense tiredness hits me. I am no longer able to keep my eyes open and eventually I pass out next to the handcuffed man.

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Austin's POV

The feeling is incredible and strange and special, like our energies complemented each other perfectly. I feel something in my stomach and my orgasm comes. Immense relief floods over me. She finds me at the right time and relieves me of the wolfsbane. Some princess charming. Question is, who is she? My curiosity leaves just as fast as it comes and I fall asleep.

She is gone when I wake up. Touche. The smell of blood fills the room so I am unable to pick her scent to identify who she could be. All that sticks in my mind is that she smells so good, but I can’t remember exactly what her scent is like. I get off the bed and turn the lights on, grab a key off the bedside table and unlock the cuff. I rub my sore wrists and head to the bathroom.

"Doesn't make sense," I say, after washing my face. Not that I'm complaining, but the mystery of her piques my curiosity and I wonder who she is and where she is.

I walk back into the presidential suite, ring the reception to let them know I'll be leaving. I grab my overnight bag for a change of clothes, stuffing the bloody ones back into the bag. I bend to pick the suitcase up when something shiny on the sheets catches my eye.

It's a small earring. I bring it to my nose and sniff. The image of a young woman comes to mind. I look at it closely, trying to emblazon its picture into my mind, in case I see some lady wearing just one half. The souvenir goes into my suit pocket.

I am driven back to the palace in the Range Rover Sport. Everyone lines up in front of the entrance waiting to welcome me, as expected. As the car gets closer however, I notice that there is an exception. The girl, Ellie is missing.

When I alight, the butler comes over to my side.

"Welcome home, Your Majesty."

“Where is Ellie? Doesn't she know I am back?”

"She... Uh..." He checks his watch.

"What is going on, Chris?" I demand.

He scratches one eyebrow. “Ellie stayed at her friend Anna’s last night. But she's good.”

I think back to two years ago when Ellie came here begging me to adopt her. I did, because I had pity on her. But on the day that I return home from war, she isn't around to welcome me. Is this how she wants to pay me back?

I head straight for Ellie’s room and what I see tells me something isn't right. Sexy-styled clothes are strewn messily on the floor. I see a black bikini and torn bum shorts. Makeup kit paraphernalia lay haphazardly on her dresser drawer.

My eyebrows almost furrow into a frown. Chris is right after all. The room is empty.

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Ellie's POV

I can’t believe what happened last night. What came over me? I couldn’t control myself and the fact that he was handcuffed to the presidential suite was bizarre. I think he enjoyed me though. He was so hard and so urgent to touch me but couldn’t. I can’t stop smiling from the memory.

When I wake up later, all I can smell is blood but I can’t see any. I don't bother to find the light switch. I tap on the bed until I find my underwear. I put it on and get out.

I decide I wouldn't return to the palace this night. The butler would have me barraged with endless questions, so Anna helps by ringing Chris to let him know I will be staying with her.

"Thank you for this, Anna," I tell her as we sit on the bed.

"You don't have to thank me. I feel embarrassed already."

I give her a smile, but one that shows how grateful I am still. "I'll keep this in mind."

"Oh, come off it, Ellie," she rebukes. "What happened?"

The smile slowly escapes from my face like a cloud vanishing from the face of the moon. "Sofia."

"Ugh. I should have guessed. The two of you got into a fight?"

"Worse. She spiked my drink."

Anna's face blooms with astonishment. "Is she fucking crazy? Are you okay?"

"Was groggy when I went to the toilet for a piss. That was when I realized the Mimosa was more than just a friendly drink. She wasn't being sorry, Anna. She was being evil."

"I am so sorry, Ellie. I should have been there."

"It's not your fault. I accepted the devil's offer. Did you see that man who whispered into her ear?"

She looks lost. "No."

"I could swear that it had something to do with him because I saw them leave together. He probably gave the bitch whatever it was she put into my drink."

"So what happened?"

Then I smile mischievously. "I got fucked."

Anna’s eyes widen until I can almost pluck them off their sockets. "You what?"

"Heard me right. Got fucked."

"From who?"

"A stranger. I saw Sofia's partner in crime in the restroom lobby and he chased me. So I stole into a room, some presidential suite. That man was there and I got aroused... and it happened."

Anna slaps a hand to her forehead. "Jeez, Ellie. Just like that? He came inside you, didn't he?" When I nod, she says, "You've got to wash it off before you sleep, okay?"

"Okay."

"You're sure he didn't force you?"

"Nah. I think it was the other way round, because he was in handcuffs."

"Lawd," she says, and laughs uncontrollably. "You could have fucked a convict, Ellie!"

We talk some more shit and then fall asleep. No wet dreams for me. I wake up to Chris's call.

"Ellie? Are you okay?"

"I am."

"Then where are you?"

I rub my eyes. "At a friend's place. I'll explain to you when I get back."

"You need to come back now," he says urgently. Austin has returned and he isn’t happy."

This wakes me up completely. I say goodbye to Anna and get out to call a taxi.

As I check out my appearance in the rear-view mirror, ignoring the eyes of the driver making eye contact, I touch my ear and discover that one of my earrings isn't there.

"Fuck no."