Sacredly Scarred

Chapter 29 x♥️

Words: I highkey forgot to count. sorry.

Warnings: Smutty smut smut, Swearing (duh), Plots of world domination

Yenai's POV

Erik grabbed my face roughly, as tears filled his eyes.

"You're... You're Wakandan?" He whispered, a smile spreading across his face.

"Yes!" I cried. "Yes, I am!" He peppered my face with kisses and laughed. "I knew there was a reason why we couldn't stay away from each other... Through all the shit we been through, there was ALWAYS this force that pulled me back to you and Erik... THIS was it!"

"So your mom..."

"Wakandan," I nodded. "I was born there and shunned by the entire country. When I was about to turn 4, they gave my mother an ultimatum; exile with me and my father or to remain General of the Dora Milaje... She didn't even hesitate." My chest tightened talking about my mother's betrayal. Then I realized I didn't know who Erik was. I caressed his face. "Tell me who you are..."

"N'Jadaka... Son of Prince N'Jobu," he said softly. I dropped my hands and my eyes widened.

"N'Jobu? The Lost Prince of Wakanda?" I whispered. "Wait, what? But you said that your dad was killed by his brother... Which means... No! ...N'Jobu was killed by-?"

"T'Chaka." Erik hissed. "King T'Chaka murdered my dad is cold blood and left me here to find his body... That's why I'm gonna kill him... then I'll overthrow his son and become king."

"Is that what all of this is?" I asked looking around.

"Yes. I've been planning this since I was 11. And if you wanna leave me because of this, I understand... but I'm not gonna stop until he's dead. Then I can finish what my father started-"

"I'm in," I interrupted. "Whatever you're doing, I want in. I wanna see Wakanda come crumbling down. All I ask is that when it comes time and you're king, that you bring my mother to my feet... and you let me kill her." Erik didn't say anything. He just looked at me.

Then he kissed me hard.

So hard, that I fell backwards from the force. He climbed on top of me and spread my legs apart.

"I love you," he said against my lips.

"Ndiyakuthanda," I whispered back causing him to let out a long moan. He pulled my leggings down and discarded them along with his shirt and sweatpants. I sat up and he lifted my pullover off my torso throwing it in back of him. He grabbed my legs, pulling me down so to meet his waist. He didn't even give me a second to adjust and just started thrusting into me, so hard. I practically screamed out and clawed at his back. With every thrust, I fell more and more in love with him. He kissed me across my collar bone, his hands tracing my curves as if to make sure he still had hold of me. I tilted his head up and kissed his lips, biting and sucking on his bottom lip. I was keen on making this the best sex we've ever had. I clenched tightly around his shaft and he let out a whimper.

"Fuck, baby keep doing that!" He hissed. He sunk his teeth into my neck and let out a long groan. His hand snaked down to my clit and rubbed vigorously to the point where my eyes were rolling back and my toes were curling. My back arched up off the floor as the remarkable sensation bubbled up in the pit of my abdomen.

"I'm gonna cum," I whimpered. Erik grabbed my hair and increased his speed. He pressed his lips to mine.

"Say my name," he panted.

"Erik-"

"Say... my name," he begged. I realized what he meant as a smile crept upon my face.