The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness

24. Shopping & Lace

-KATALEYA-

I won't let you.

We're silent for a moment, both of us simply looking the other square in the eye. Neither of us speaks before he looks away first as he turns away and picks up his jacket.

"So Princesa, don't waste my time. Go get dressed, we'll catch breakfast while out."

My eyes light up at that despite the burden his words have left on me, and I hurry to the bathroom. "I'll be quick!" I promise, shutting the door. Inside the bathroom, my smile fades.

If that is his aim, to hurt Dad through me, then he's in for a surprise. I love Enrique. That is a love that grew within me since I was a child, but Dad? He's my father, the man who really would never hurt me.

Someone who loves me and has raised me. I won't let anyone hurt my father, even if it's the man I love...

I love them both, but the truth is that it is going to be difficult making sure they don't hurt one another, because just as I won't let Enrique hurt Dad, I will make sure Dad doesn't hurt Enrique either.

Why am I so certain things will get rough?

It's an hour later, and we have finally reached our first shop. We had breakfast first, although Enrique didn't eat, far too busy on a call that I could not hear well, but the frown on his face told me he was not pleased and the dark mood reflected when he tossed the bill on the table and yanked me out of the shop, but even then, I had enjoyed my breakfast.

The morning had been somewhat pleasant, or it was, until now.

I stare up at the luxury lingerie shop, and although I loved buying pretty lingerie, I liked to go to these stores alone, or with Mama, Zu and Sky only. No one else! But it's clear Enrique plans to go inside.

"W-what are we doing here?" I mumble.

"Buying you lingerie." He states as he motions for his men to wait outside and we enter the shop.

"But..." I trail off knowing he won't listen and follow him inside as he holds the door open for me.

Lingerie and sexy nightwear decorate the racks and there's plenty of raunchy promotional posters of models looking sensational in lingerie, plastered around the shop, making me glance at Enrique, but his eyes are roaming the racks.

"Welcome sir, madam, do you need any help selecting anything?" the saleswoman asks politely.

"Oh no-"

"Yes, show us the sexiest pieces you have... I want my woman to look ravishing." Enrique says, his arm snaking around my waist as he yanks me close.

My eyes widen, despite that familiar rush of pleasure tingling through me.

Why does he care what lingerie I buy? I mean, what is his reason for buying me shameless lingerie? Is it so he can imagine me in them? Goddess no!

"Right away, sir." The woman smiles, batting her eyelashes at Enrique. "What is your size, madam?"

"Umm, I'm not sure you'll have it here." I mumble, trying to find an excuse.

"We are very inclusive ma'am, I'm certain we will." She's pretty confident and I have no choice but to whisper it to her. She gives me a smile before she hurries away and I stare up at him.

"They're so expensive here, come let's go to another store. You know regular clothing stores also have lingerie?" I suggest.

"Hmm, I know, but I want to see you in something sexy, maybe a thong... You have an ass that can swallow it up nicely," he whispers huskily, making my entire body burn up.

"You-you need to save money!” I splutter, wanting to pull away, but his grip is strong and I don't want to use force.

"I have plenty."

I stop trying to escape him and tilt my head, giving him a displeased look. "Yet you can't afford warm water." I mutter.

His cocky cold smirk fades and he frowns, but before he can speak, the woman is back holding several flimsy pieces of fabric.

Those things won't keep my boobies in place!

They have no purpose but to look pretty!

"Here ma'am." The woman smiles as she holds them out for me. "I'm pretty sure these will fit."

"Excellent. Why not try them on for me?" Enrique asks, making my already nervous heart thump a little more.

"T-they may not be my size. I think they look too small! And you can't try lingerie." I mumble.

“That is a shop policy, but if you want, I can measure you and-"

"No need... if they don't fit her, then I'll still pay because I do want you to try them on." He says quietly.

The woman glances between us, and I force a smile as I turn to her. "Umm, maybe they'll fit hopefully," I say, as I lift one of the body suits and look at the size. Or even better, they don't fit!Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Then all that's left is for you to try them on..." Enrique remarks, his eyes flashing gold.

Do I need to try these on and show him? Oh My Goddess!

I have no choice but to follow the saleswoman to the changing rooms, where she places the pieces down and leaves us. I step behind the curtain, looking at the glass mirror opposite me.

I'm about to pick the most modest one when Enrique plucks a lacy white one from the pile that the saleswoman had given us.

He leans against the door, his right hand in his pocket.

"This one?" I ask, staring at the tiny, flimsy body suit that left nothing to the imagination.

"Yes... this one." He says, his voice deeper than usual. "You're to become my Luna. What's to hide?

I take it hesitantly and close the

curtains. My heart pounds with

nerves as I slowly take my pants off

and begin to put the flimsy body suit on. I feel it get swallowed up by my

ass

and

no matter how much pull it out and try to cover my behind; it Keeps slipping between my booty

cheeks.

Oh goddess! Maybe I should have asked for a bigger size!

I take my top off, glancing back at the curtain before I slip my arms into the bodysuit. The lacey cups are sheer and the only support the entire thing offers is the underwires and the white band across the waist.

I look in the mirror. It does look pretty, something I think I'd wear on a special night, maybe. I turn sideways, having to admit it does accentuate my body well. My long hair touches my ass and I feel a little more covered by it.

But there's a big issue.

There is no way I can face Enrique like this or let him see me like this!

“How long Princesa? I'm dying of boredom and the wait itself is draining me. I want to see you." He remarks, making my heart thump.

"Umm, it's not fitting-" the curtain is pulled open and I squeeze, turning my back on him, when I remember my poor booty is not hidden completely.

I can sense his gaze searing into me.

"Leave us." Enrique's low command makes me turn sharply and I realise he's using his alpha command to reinforce his words that are directed at the saleswoman, although it doesn't work the same as it does on werewolf, they are not immune to it fully.

The next thing I know Enrique turns to me, his gaze raking over me

I'm a ball of nerves, as I stand there under his animalist gaze.

He suddenly steps into the small changing room, our eyes locking, and I wrap my arms across my breasts, feeling very bare.

"Don't hide yourself from me. You're going to be my Luna, after all." He growls quietly as he steps closer, forcing me up against the mirrors behind me. "But I have to admit... you look even better than I imagined you would..."

My cheeks flush and I'm about to turn slightly when he reaches for my elbow and turns me so we're both facing the mirror. “Wouldn't you agree?" I look at my reflection, more aware of the fact he's right behind me.

His eyes are on me, looking at me in a way he hasn't before. There's something enticing... something sexy... and something extremely sinful in them, and his gaze alone is getting me all hot and bothered.

"Perfection." He murmurs more to himself than me as he runs his hand down my waist, pressing against my stomach. I suck my stomach in, but he simply massages my hip, his fingers ghosting along my bare thigh.

"Do you know why I chose white?" he asks in Spanish.

He sounds so sexy when he speaks both English and Spanish, but there's something about him speaking Spanish that makes me swoon.

I shake my head, my entire body reacting to his sinful touch and to my utter mortification. I can smell my arousal in the air.

His hand is travelling lower, but I'm unable to ask him to stop. My wolf and my own body almost having a mind of their own, welcoming his touch no matter how naughty it is.

He caresses the top of my pubic bone, and I bite my lip, cutting back a whimper.

"Because I will look forward to the day that I stain this very piece with your blood as I take your virginity," he whispers into my ear, his lips grazing my neck, sending shivers down my skin.

"Wh-who said I am a virgin?" I ask breathlessly.

There's no way he can know that!

“It's not hard to figure out,” he replies mockingly, his fingers tugging at the fabric that covers my pussy. I bite my lip, raising my hand and placing it on

his chest.

"En-Enrique..." I whisper, glancing behind him at the curtain.

"That's papi to you," he whispers,

making my cheeks burn, and just then his fingers slide under the thin fabric, making my entire body shudder as pleasure rushes through me, his fingers sliding between the folds of my vagina. "And you've never been touched either..have you." he states, his sharp eyes observing me in the mirror, but this time there's a glimmer of surprise that he's trying to mask.

My cheeks flush with embarrassment at the fact I'm simply standing here, my legs apart, allowing him to touch my most intimate part.

I shake my head in confirmation, lowering my head, feeling embarrassment. I'm twenty, this is so mortifying.

His fingers slowly continue to massage my pussy, making me bite back a moan.

"Touched by no one... and ready to be destroyed... you're soaking wet, princesa..."

His eyes flash and I see him swallow

hard, almost as if he's struggling with himself. He looks away but it's

only for a second before he suddenly presses his body against mine, kicking my ankles apart lightly before his finger finds my clit and I whimper, unable to focus,

My entire body is dancing to the rhythm he plays. The blissful feeling makes me rest my head back against his chest just as he whispers in my ear.

"Then it's time I teach Daddy's little girl how to become a sinner."