I am awaken by sharp pain in my abandonment. That's it, I can sense I don't have much time left. Our baby will be born soon. I focus on breathing just in time when Gregori comes in room. I didn't even notice he was gone. He must have sensed my discomfort.

"You are okay Treasure just breathe." He rubs my back soothingly. When I calm down I notice he placed a plate of food on bed.

"Will we go soon?" I ask once I feel contraction to end. I eye that plate more carefully now. It's simple yet mouthwatering. With lots of fruit, some cheese and bread. I guess kings and queens don't eat poorly at all, not even on rescue missions.

"As soon as we eat this plate. I don't want us to be vulnerable here in the woods. But you need strength for hours to come."

I dress up quickly in fresh new simple dress and then we both start eating.

•••

Just few minutes later and I am full. Completely. But I sense something is missing.

But what?

I am completely okay.

And than it dawns on me.

Gregori needs blood.

I am sensing his craving.

And he is fighting it.

I move closer to him, but he takes a step back. "Gregori love -" I start, but he interrupts me.

"No. You are tired, been captured, now in labor. I can wait." He says his voice barely above whisper. Only now I see how much everything affected him. How fallen apart he seems. How he temporarily lost confidence in himself.

I understand. I see what is going on in his mind. He is blaming himself. It was his father that captured me. It was his duty as a mate and he failed to protect me.

But I don't blame him. And he needs to know that.

"I want it." I say my voice full of confidence. He was always there for me to reassure me. Now he needs me. My beloved needs me.

I take another step towards him and this time he doesn't step back.

"Don't you want it too?" I tauntingly ask him, while running my hands up and down his torso. "Don't you want to taste me? Sink those fangs in my soft skin?"

I can see his control sleeping away with each words I say.

I raise myself a bit up so my lips are few millimeters away from mine. His hot breath is blowing on my lips. "Don't you Grego-?"

I am unable to finish my sentence with his lips hungrily on mine. Gregori takes us to bed. His lips leaving me and already descending down my neck.

While his lips are moving down his hand is moving up. Slowly torturously up my legs.

My mind is going crazy with need. I couldn't wait for his fangs to be in me. Or his fingers.

"Hurry up." I moaned out. We were away for too long. He didn't touch me for too long.

And he did hurry up.

In a second his fingers were inside my panties, teasing me. Making me arch my back, pushing my chest against him.

"Ready?" He murmured against the nape of my neck. I couldn't even respond. It was some sound between a moan and whimper. But Gregori understood what I wanted.

Next thing his fingers was in my sex, and his fangs in my skin. Sending my mind into overdrive.

The way he moved his fingers in and out on me. The way he slowly drank my blood. It was so much pleasure. I couldn't contain myself for long. I begged him, I chanted his name like a prayer.

Like he is the only one who can help me.

And he did help me.

He started rubbing my clit and that is all it took for me to cry out in pleasure. Releasing my juices all over his hand.

As his hand retreated, so did his fangs.

We didn't need to talk. He knew I was overwhelmed. So with a final kiss to my lips, he said: "Fall asleep love. I will clean you up and take you to carriage."

And I did. I fell asleep.