The Forgotten Princess | Avery x Leofric x Uhtred | The Last Kingdom

A fond heart

The swamplands were full of survivors from Wessex and hundreds of priests. The sight of so many preachers in one space made her feel sick. All of the innocent lives lost yet these men survived, preaching about how righteous their God is. Avery would never admit it, especially to her brother - but she found herself losing her faith. She had witnessed too much death, too much suffering.

After the first night of her brother being overprotective of her, she was finally allowed some freedom. She had decided to stay in one of the empty buildings near the edge of the swamp, far away from any prying eyes. She settled into her new home, decorating the room with some blankets and pillows. It was hard to believe that her life had changed so much in the span of a day. There was a small knock on the heavy wooden door.

"Come in." She was expecting her niece Aethelflaed or even her brother. But when Leofric stepped inside the room she already grew nervous, her palms feeling clammy as she wiped them against the front of her dress with a small smile. "I wasn't expecting to see you so soon."

"I needed to see you. To apologise properly." He closed the door behind him, lingering beside the door for a moment before he finally moved to stand before her. His left hand moving to the side of her face gently. "I was hurt that day; you got the brunt of it. I never realised you would actually leave me. I prayed for your safe return every single day."

"All I seem to have brought you is pain. You deserve better than me." Her arms moved to loosely wrap around his neck. Tilting her head, a little to look up at the tall male who stood before her. She just enjoyed being close to him, after all these months apart.

"There is no one else. Only you. I love you, Avery." She had never seen her giant be this vulnerable before. Or admit how he truly felt about her. It could be a death sentence, but he was willing to give his life – for her.

"I love you." Her words barely a whisper, the first time she had openly admitted how deep things had become between them.

His head lowered now, their lips meeting in a tender and loving kiss. Their bodies pressing firmly together and within seconds she was laid against the silk pillows and quilts. A small giggle leaving her lips as he towered over her. They truly were playing a dangerous game. Tempting fate.

"I need you." His words were music to her ears. Her body already shivering at the thought of being intimate with him again. Her body craved him. Craved to feel the way that only he had managed to make her feel.

Their lips met again, his hands helping to undress her from her ridiculous dress. She was hiding in a swamp yet still felt the need to dress like royalty. So many frills and lace. Once she was laid beneath her completely bare and exposed her hands now moved to undress him too. Her fingers tracing along his exposed chest with a small smile. The shy smile which Leofric had grown to love. She was anything but shy and innocent.

His right hand moved between their bodies, his index finger rubbing against her sensitive bud of flesh. Already soft moans falling from her lips as her back arched, pressing herself more against his palm. She was eager for his touch. Her arousal already growing as he teased her.

"Please, I need this." She begged through her moans, hearing a Princess beg did things to him that he was too ashamed to admit. But his cock grew harder against her thigh. Her hands gripped against his shoulders, her legs now wrapping around his waist while he positioned his cock against her entrance. His hips moving as he thrusted into her, her walls stretching to adjust to his size, and he realised just how much he had missed her. Groaning into her neck as his lips claimed her again. He felt her back arch beneath him, her hips moving to collide against his own as their bodies continued to clash.