𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

{Plot 3}• CHÄPTÊR XIII

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 ♚

I watched with glee as my little one searched through my many compartment of clothing, trying to find the right attire for my meeting with the Jigalians. Honestly I couldn't careless about my appearance, I intended to keep the encounter short and quick so I could get back to her as soon as possible before I would loose my mind.

She had no idea how in love I was with her. How every little thing she did made my heart beat faster, when her cheeks would bleach a pink tinge because she was embarrassed, or how she would frown when she didn't like something, how she always managed to be the light everywhere she went. It was no surprise to me how fund of her majority of the castle was. I loved seeing her make new friends and meet new people, the glow on her face when she would interact with them always made my day. I wanted her to always keep smiling and never have any reason to shead a single tear. But I wasn't ignorant, I knew not everyone approved of her presence in my life and she wasn't aware how many wanted to see her as far away from me as possible.

Lord Odin may have been the only one she was aware of but he definitely wasn't the first and wouldn't be the last. Her safety was my top most priority. As I sat on the bed, watching her try to pick out which shoe would match I couldn't help but picture my future with her. Her belly swollen with our pups, her dark curls pulled into a bun as I tended to her aching feet. It was an image I always found myself picturing and one I hoped would come true. I didn't know what she thought of children but I had watched her play with some of the nobles little boys and girls and the joy on her face was radiant.

She walks out of the closet, my attire in hand as she continued to closely inspect her choice. She comes up to me, placing the pair of foot wear on the ground she motions for me to get up which I do without a word. Wordlessly watching her she helps me into my jacket, making sure I had my under shirt properly secured. Fastening the buttons with her little fingers she looked so concentrated, her brows pulled together and her lower lips sucked between her teeth. Her concentration broke and she looked up at me with colored cheeks as I gently pulled her bottom lip loose from its confinement. Shaking my head at her in disapproval I couldn't help but stare at her lips, long enough to feel my length grow at the thought of the things I could do to them. To her. The stain on her cheeks remained as she finished with my jacket.

I sat back down, leaning back as she tried to reach forward to fix my hair. I grinned, winking at her as she kept trying to grab hold of me. She pouted, annoyed at my antics but I knew exactly what I wanted and how to get it. I needed to touch her, just feel her and having a little fun teasing her along the way wouldn't hurt. I opened my arms, motioning her to come forward into them. She glared at me but I could see a shy smile curving her lips as she approcahed slowly but she failed to see my hands in time before it was too late. I grabbed onto her waist, pulling her into my lap to straddle me. She was about scolding me when she froze, feeling my length digging into her thigh. Her face bleached crimson as her eyes met my lust filled ones. Having her this close in nothing more than a corset and her under skirt had my dick getting excited.

Her breasts were spilling out of her corset, the sight making me thirst to have her nipples in my mouth again. I could feel her gaze on my lips, it was like there was a force pulling us together. The urge to kiss her into oblivion was strong but we both knew if our lips touched now then we wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. I would definitely rip her undergarments right off her and I was sure my eyes conveyed that message.

She swallowed thickly, her pulse quickening as I kept my hands on her hips and tightened them. Biting down on her lower lip she tried to ignore the growing tension as she reached over, her fingers tangling in my curls she proceeds to rake through my scalp, sending me into a state of bliss. I let my eyes shut, dipping my head into the crook of her neck where I traced my nose over her curve. I dragged my hands over her, resting one on the small of her back and the other going to wrap around her hips. She sucked in a deep breath, her heart beat going haywire as she twisted the band around my curls then bunching them into a man bun. I knew she was finished when her hands fell on my shoulders. Her laboured breathing reached my ears and that alone was enough for me to go further. I began to press open mouthed butterfly kisses on her thin throat, sucking on just the right spots to make her writhe and squirm.