Love thy Enemies

Vengeance

Where was I? Right of course, I'm still in the King Of Hearts' house. He made me stay over, I don't understand his reasons. I'm not his and hee's not mine, so why make me stay?

I turned over in his bed and I was met with the face of an angel. Valentino Versailles. Even though I'm not his, I pray he changes this. I pray he makes me his. I pray he takes me as his lover, his best friend and confidant. I loved every moment with him so much so that I gave up my opportunity to go home yesterday. I chose to stay which meant I couldn't confront Jack. Somewhere deep inside of me I'll always fear him. One night was all it took and I was scarred for all eternity. I watched my sleeping angel beside me. Where was his mind at when he closed his eyes to sleep? A question I would never get answers to because I didn't even know much about him. His eye lids fluttered open as I shut mine instinctively. He chuckled softly before burying his nose in the crook of my neck. Its coldness caused me to gasp and giggle and gasp at his proximity.

"I knew you were awake my sunshine." he softly mused in a groggy husky and sexy voice as his arms pulled me closer to him. He flipped us over so I was underneath him. I was in a light and joyous state. His touch tickled me and elicited laughter out of me.

"Good morning my love." he smiled from above me. Bringing his lips to kiss me with his morning breath that wasn't so deadly. It was there but it wasn't a killer. That's when it hit me, I'm with a man who has a body count bigger than the population of Guatemala in both sexual terms and literal murder. I don't care if the sexual experience is all in good measure when it comes to knowing how to please a woman, the idea that I'm dealing with a man who's not himself one hundred percent really hurts me somewhere in my heart. Yes I'm jealous that he's not my first and that I'm not his first either. Sex is more than just going in there, doing the deed and leaving. You're sharing souls and that's something that can't be undone. Hence monogamy is something I strongly believe in.

"Good morning future husband." I whispered casually. He smiled with so much joy, he looked like a kid in a candy store, except for the obvious body he had and the light stubble/ almost a beard he'd grown overnight.

"So this means you'll marry me yes?" he mused with so much joy.

"Are you asking me to marry you?" I enquired softly. I was waiting for him to jar me out and tell me it was all a joke. I was waiting to wake up and realize it was all wishful thinking. My foolish heart making a fool of me and making a big deal out of something little and meaningless at best.

"Yes I am. Kyna will you marry me?" he turns his face into a serious expression. His blue-grey eyes burning into my brown eyes as they darken in color. Its no longer a question, it's demanded of me that I answer the question.

"I won't marry a man I just met, but you Val, I will marry you. No questions asked." I curtly answered and without another word he kissed me with a passion like the days before all multiplied. Instantly overwhelming me into happy tears. His sex was hard as a rock as it pressed against my own which began to moisten. He grunted deeply, restraining himself. He chose to respect my boundaries and I'm glad he was patient with me. Something I never thought he was capable of he accomplished with little effort.

"Val. Please. Touch me. Fill me. I need it. I want you. I need you." I whispered in faint breaths. He understood me well. He brought his lips to mine. Kissing me again as his fingers reached down to my private place. He smiled in our kiss.

"Did I do this to you princess?" he said making me smile sheepishly. He drew his finger up my clit in a slow and sensual way. I arched my back, my head pressed deeper into the pillows. My hands gripped the sheets as a throaty moan escaped my lips.

"I got you baby. I'm just gonna take some time to learn you. What turns you on and what doesn't fly with you. Alright?" Valentino was a diffrent type of man. Was I enticing enough to be a person worth figuring out for him? Well obviously since he just said so! His index finger traveled down to my anus and I grabbed his hand in shock. A loud no came from my mouth and he nodded silently and continued his research. His kisses were fluttering up my legs from my ankles up my calves, over my thighs and I would quiver whenever his face came up close to my womanhood. He knew he had an effect on me. Again I say, this man is well taught, he knows exactly what he's doing to me. He pressed his lips onto my sex and made me lose my mind. No man had ever done it as well as Jack did. He may have been my first but today and for all eternity, Jack had finally lost me.