The Royal Mark-Chapter 42: Mark Our Mate

Chris was getting lost in the moment and his hands roamed around Elsa’s body. His hand that was holding her back went to her side and slowly went up just under her breast. It stayed there while his thumb rubbed against her skin.

’Don’t do it, Chris, whatever you are wanting right now, just don’t do it!’ Chris told himself inwardly as he tried his best to control himself. They are not married and he doesn’t want to taint Elsa’s reputation. They are in their world now and he will do every proper step to get her in the right way.

[Don’t fool yourself, do it!] Yakobo urged.

Chris rolled his eyes to his wolf and said, ’Stop being the devil in my head, go away!’

Elsa is feeling the same way. She would lie to herself if she said that she didn’t want what Chris wanted at the moment. Her body is heating up again but this time it is different from what she felt in the tent.

The heat that she’s feeling is coming from somewhere else and it’s making her wet between her legs. She can feel Chris’ hand starting to move again until it reaches her mound. He gave it a light squeeze as if testing her reaction and when she did not react, his fingers slowly rolled the crown of her mound.

Her body stiffened as she felt the hairs on her back rise up. Chris deepened his kiss and pinched her nipple making her jolt in surprise and accidentally bite his lip causing it to bleed. She pulled away and looked at his lip only to see him smirking.

"I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean–"

"Shh... It’s fine, I don’t mind, " Chris silenced her by placing his finger on her mouth.

Elsa frowned upon seeing his lower lip bleeding. She removed his hand and asked, "Can you smell that?"

Chris narrowed his eyes unsure of what she was asking, "Smell what, princess?"

"Cotton candy..." Elsa moved closer to Chris’ face trying to sniff where the smell was coming from.

"I don’t know what is cotton candy, prin–" Chris was not able to finish what he was saying because Elsa wiped the blood on his lip with her thumb and smelt it.

"Why does your blood smell like cotton candy?" she questioned.

Chris’ eyes widened in surprise when Elsa licked the blood on her thumb.

"It is also sweet..." Elsa looked at him with furrowed eyebrows and titled her head, "Are you perhaps sick? You could be diabetic!"

Chris’ jaw dropped, flabbergasted at what she stated, "I assure you princess that I am not sick. Werewolves rarely get sick. We don’t get diseases like humans."

"But why is your blood different?" Elsa wondered.

"Maybe because I am your mate?" Chris said.

"But I am human... Am I not?" Elsa then looked away and started thinking about what her mom said when she was young about her father whenever she inquired about him. ’Someday you will see him when you cross the bridge...’

"You can remember your mom now, right? Is she human?" Chris asked. He and Elsa have not talked about Ambros and everything that happened before they went to Vectus which he plans to do once she wakes up and now seems to be the perfect time.

[What perfect time? You were about to mate with her, Christopher!] Yakobo complained that the situation seemed to be moving in the wrong direction.

Chris ignored his wolf and stared at Elsa who seemed to be in deep thoughts. Elsa suddenly grabbed her dress that was floating in the water and started dressing up.

[What!? Christopher do something! Stop her!] Yakobo yelled, completely irritated.

"Where are you going? Aren’t you feeling hot and in pain?" Chris asked.

"I am no longer in pain, thanks for your help. But I need to stay away from you... You are definitely not making my body cool..." Elsa then turned around, ’Why did I say that? I just admitted that he is turning me on, damnit!’ She felt her face heat up and was thankful that it was nighttime or else Chris would see how red her face was.

Chris smirked, ’Did she just say that I am turning her on, right?’ he confirmed with his wolf.

Yakobo scoffed, [I am starting to hate you, Christopher! Why are you so slow? You are the future King of Arcanis and yet you can’t do just one simple thing! Go and mark our mate! Make her ours!]

Chris only chuckled at his impatient wolf. He would definitely want that but his mate is a feisty woman and he must take it slow or he might lose her forever.

Elsa finished putting back her dress and gazed at Chris, "Let’s go back, the water is getting cold."

Chris followed her up to the riverbank and he watched her wring her hair before putting it on one side of her shoulders.

She looked at him from her side and requested, "Can you tie my back? We have this in my world but this style is kinda old fashioned and I can’t reach it."

Chris obliged and started tying her corset from the bottom. Now that they are out of the water he can smell her arousal stronger than before. He breathes in and out deeply several times to clear out his mind but his desire to have her is much stronger than his self-control.

His hands slowed down in tying the laces as he stared at her pale neck as if it was inviting him to mark her right then and there. He lowered his head and closed his eyes as he inhaled her arousing scent.

"Mmm... So good..." Chris then licked Elsa’s neck causing her to jerk and face him.

"What are you doing?!" she exclaimed.

"I can’t help it, princess. I can smell your scent and your arousal too. You want me..." Chris smirked at Elsa with a devilish look.

Elsa stepped back and almost tripped but Chris held her by the waist, "What are you talking about? I don’t want you."

Chris pulled her close to his body, "That’s a lie. You are wet between your legs, princess. Don’t deny it, you know I can smell it."

"It’s just a normal body response when two people kiss. So, stop this nonsense!" Elsa exclaimed.

"Don’t fool yourself, princess. You know what your body is saying... I want you, too. So badly, it hurts," Chris stared at Elsa’s eyes that were looking straight back at him. He slowly lowered his head, gauging if she would avoid him or not.