Chapter 023
Lucas' point of view
We spent the next few minutes in the same position, our bodies merged and arms flayed around each other.
Things are going too slow for us, she needed to trust me just like I needed to trust her and it was only right I take the first initiative.
"I lost both of my parents when I was kid too," she spoke into the silence and a grin smacked on my face.
Just what I wanted, for her to trust me too and share her trauma with me. Instead she went silent, hanged on her last word as her face buried deeper into my chest.
"I guess what I want you to know now is that we have each other. That I promise never to leave you and always be by your side from this moment onward, alright?"
That wasn't what I expected but it was better and I gladly accepted it. I gently pulled us apart so I could stare into her face. "Mon Diamant," I called, lowering the base of my voice to sound super thick and sultry, a soft smile lined on my lips.
I gripped both of her shoulder with care, before trailing my palms over to the sides of her neck and stopped when I've reached her cheeks.
She stiffened under my touch, succinct enough to expose how affected she is by my hands on her. And that, that gives me great joy.
Her gaze peeled off me, unable to hold contact as she locked her eyes below instead.
I smirked, she'd be a mess when I'm done with her. "You're the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, and I too wish to promise you that beside you will be my forever and favorite spot. I'm saying that I'll always be beside you, behind you, and in front of you, always to protect you and care for you," I poured out with each lines worded in pure emotions, to have a harsher grip on her.
Her wavering eyes returned to mine, and before I could decipher the lingering messages she tipped her face forward as her lips caught mine.
My senses wailed and scourged as the supple flesh of her lips webbed over mine, questing for space. I opened up wide the more I take her in, the control slipping away from her as I relish the fine taste of her lips on mine.
She tasted beatific and like chocolate, scents from her dessert. My hands snaked down to her waist as I pulled her close to myself, at that moment wanting to strip her off her subtle innocent and claim her in the dirtiest way possible.
However I need to be in control and shouldn't operate per my desires, so I pulled away and broke the kiss. Albeit, it took every bit of my muscle to enact such move.
I didn't want what happen with me and her inside the vehicle to repeat itself. I want her to ask for it when she's ready.
Our gazes locked in what seem like a beat in time, effects of the kiss evident in her pants and the rasped breaths.
"You're beautiful." I smirked at her.
She chuckled and fell into my arms, "This is beautiful, but the cold out here is not," she said, hugging herself.
"Alright then, I think it's fair we call it a night now." I steadied an arm around her shoulder before using the other to sweep her off her feet into a bridal style.
She gasped before rolling out a cute laughter, everything about her simply attractive. From her smiles, to her laughs, every single thing.
"I hope I'm not lightweight, tell me you're struggling to keep me steady in your arms. Even if you're not, lie and make me feel good, please please please..."
It was my time to laugh because she cannot be for real.
We chattered on about her weight till we got to her room and I laid her on her bed.
"What do you wanna do tomorrow?" I asked when I was done tucking her in.
"Anything apart from take those daily royal lessons." She groaned, not liking the sound of that.
"Hahahahah too bad love, you've got a Queen's way to learn, Your Highness."
She groaned even louder.
"Alright, I will have something planned for us and maybe you can skip tomorrow's lesson." I nudged her a gentle touch before I stepped up and away from her bed.
"Oh you're the best, goodnight," she quipped, her tone sluggish and her eyes already closing.
"Goodnight to you too, Mon Diamant," I responded as I backed towards her exit.
It wasn't nothing like I told Myra my journey back to the priestess was about. It was actually more than nothing and very serious, but she doesn't need to be aware as I'm going to deal with it all.
This wasn't about her, it was about me but still connected to her. I didn't return until it was dinner, I was help up performing some rituals and trying to sort it all out today.
I can't afford any hiccups when the Blue Moon hits the sky, none at all. Everything has to ready and on cue.
My mind is too disheveled, I could use a little ruse and pleasure. I mind-linked the only one capable of giving me that.
'Meet me in our room, and I want to meet you there, if I should arrive before you, you'd have familiar consequences to deal with,' I relayed, cutting off the link as soon as it extended.
I took the path that led into the darker and secretive part of the palace, where I've forbidden most people from visiting.
Our room is right below the basement that most will fail to notice, there's a secret passage to it that's only knowledgeable to the both of us, and us alone.
I went through the secret passage and got greeted by the crimson bulb shading the room, the decor just as shallow as the interior.
Nothing much was in here except for the king-sized bed laid with a neat black silk sheets with cuffs and chains etched at the edge and sides of the headboard.
But that wasn't my main playground. At the center, attached to the ceiling was another two side chains with cuffs, and right in front of it was a long bench that could fit most bodies if laid on it.
Right behind the bench, and close to the wall was a shelf housing various stuffs, pieces and tools to satisfy my sadistic tendencies.
A creaked sound came through, and a familiar figure breezed in. Panting and breathless, Lisa halted to catch her breath.
She must have ran from the maid quarters till she got here, nice job.
I took no pity in her condition as I strolled over to her. I fisted her hair and yanked her head up to look at me.
"You were late." I brought to her notice. "I also learnt about your little display for my mate. You're starting to get extremely cocky, mate. Was that the plan?" My brows furrowed at her.
"I just wanted her to know who you belong to, master," she responded.
The scent of her arousal breezed through and my desire leveled into a beast that needs satisfaction.
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