Monsoon, {h.s}

006.

I woke up to the sounds of soft snoring, making me smile as I laid in bed still half asleep. For a moment, I laid there thinking how happy I felt. How blissful and calm my body and mind were. I couldn't think of anything better than laying in bed with the one I loved. However, my mind needed to catch up to my body because before I could process what had happened last night, I turned over with my eyes still closed and pressed my naked body against his. I kissed his shoulder softly before pressing even more kisses along that spot. I heard a soft moan then a slight laughter. But even then my mind didn't register what I had done.

"Morning, Lia."

"Son of a-" I snapped my eyes open and scrambled off the bed onto the floor, still very naked.

"Shit!" Harry got up and hurried over. He helped me get up, his strong hands taking my arms to stand me upright. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"I-I'm fine."

"My darling, you have to be careful," he smiled softly, making me blush.

I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and ears as his eyes trailed my bare body. For a moment, I let him, still slurred from last night then shifted to cover myself with one of his bed sheets.

"Did we...?"

"Yes, my Queen." His smile was practically from ear to ear and I couldn't help but give him a small one.

"Was it pleasurable?"

"Very."

The way he said it, made my insides turn to jello; made me want to repeat last night's festivities, but I narrowly pulled myself together to keep such whorish ideas in my head.

"I must go." I began to head towards the door.

"No, Lia, please?" He reached out to me, giving me that gorgeous childish puppy face.

"I can't," I whispered, "I need to get dressed for breakfast."

"Anya will bring you clothes. As a matter of fact, she will bring us breakfast."

"She will not!" I panicked.

"Why no-"

"Because."

"Because what?" He moved closer and circled me before pulling my hair aside to kiss my shoulder than neck.

A knock was heard at the door but that didn't seem to stop Harry even when I tried to pull away. He wrapped his arms around my cloth covered waist, kissing the base of my neck.

"Come in," he spoke against my skin. I was already breathing hard, my body leaning into him.

"Mm," I moaned, letting his lips trail down my neck to my shoulder, "Harry..."

"Mhm," Someone cleared their throat, making Harry stop momentarily.

"Yes?" He pressed a soft kiss to the spot right behind my ear, making me moan again.

"King Adonis wishes an audience with your grace," Sam's voice was robotic, making me freeze.

Quickly, I pulled away from Harry and hurried to his bathroom, slamming the door shut. Muffled, I could hear the two men speak.

"Let his majesty know that I will be there shortly..." He paused and I assumed Sam was leaving, "May I ask you something, captain?"

"Yes, your grace."

"Is she always this hot and cold?"

"I wouldn't kn-"

"You surely do know, Sam. You are her guard and I think, you know a lot more than you let on. So if you ever wish to share that information about my bride, please share it."