The Blood Prince

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I moan softly, Xavier's hands sliding down my waist to my hips.

The feeling of his hands on my body was euphoric. The look of the crown on Xavier's head was sexy, I couldn't take my eyes off him.

His lips move up and down my neck as he lifts me up a bit, kissing my chest and groping my breasts.

"It feels so good to touch you."he whispers against my ear as he caresses my breasts.

"Is it everything you imagined it to be?"I ask as his hand slips down my body, into the water and directly to my heat.

"Even better."he says leaning down and pressing soft kisses against my chest, rubbing my clit gently.

I moan as he kisses my breasts and the crown on his head glistens as he stands.

"Here."he demands, walking towards the mirror.

"But my bath.."I say.

"Now."he demands.

I blush and stand, dripping water. I stand out of the tub and walk into his arms, where he kisses me again.

But with a swift movement, I'm turned to face the mirror and Xavier presses kisses against my neck and ear.

"Don't you look so beautiful?"he says, groping my breasts as I feel his hard length against my bum.

His hand moves up my spine, and then surprisingly he grips a fist full of my hair, and I gasp as he pulls it back.

"Answer your king."

"Yes, I look beautiful."I say, feeling his tip pressing against my entrance.

"Look at yourself."he says with a smirk as he slowly pushes himself in.

I let out a long moan as he pushes his full length into me.

I could see my eyes glossing over with lust. My cheeks become warm and pink. He begins thrusting, still gripping my hair as I look up at his reflection.

I loved it. I loved this.

Xavier's hands were the one thing missing. Finally being touched by him was all I needed to fall for him completely.

And falling I was.

....

I smile, Xavier interlocking our fingers for the 100th time.

We lay in bed, cloth covered.

"Xavier. I love you."I say softly.

He doesn't respond, but his grip on my hand tightens.

"And I love you, Tatiana."

I smile, kissing his chest.

"You've never been so cool in my hands."I say, dragging my fingers up and down his chest.

"It's the crown. Its magic tames the flame inside."he says.

"Why?"I ask.

"These crystals are otherworldly. The natives used them to bless men of power, with power. The 4 men were blessed with mastery of the elements. Earth, Air, Water, and Fire. They created a bloodline of power. My mother was the daughter of the remaining Magi Chief."he says, looking up.

"So you're his grandson?"I ask.

He shrugs.

"I'd hardly consider myself worthy of that title. My father and I laid siege to thousands of my mother's people in the war. He'd spit in my face."

I frown softly as I sit up.

"You are not your father, you know."I say.

He shakes his head and looks away from me.

"Kidnapping a wife from a foreign kingdom. Forcibly uniting magic and non magic."he says.

"... because no one would've approved.."I say softly.

He looks back at me.

"Your kingdom was taught to fear us. The magic we possessed. You heard the horrors of our war. Of me. You were so frightened when you saw me. I remember."he says says.

"Your father called me The Blood Prince. Fitting."

"He had always been afraid of magic, my father. He said he met a witch once."I say sitting up as I take Xavier's hand.

"How very interesting, my love."he says as I place his hand against my cheek.

I rebel in the feeling of his palm cupping my cheeks as he looks up again.

"I love touching you."he says, making me smile.

"I love you touching me as well."

He sighs.

"Perhaps we could go to this children's event."I laugh and lean down, pecking his lips.

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