𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚅𝚎𝚒𝚕

CHAPTER 19

spice spice spice!

Lucidia's expression turns livid, her eyes flashing with anger and humiliation. She clearly wasn't expecting to be so blatantly insulted by her former fiancé. Her father lays a hand on her arm, attempting to calm her down, but she's already bristling with fury.

"How dare you!" she sputters, her chest heaving. "I was supposed to be your wife, the future queen of Arkann. But instead, you choose this... this... insignificant Solarian princess brat?!"

Your father, King Cedric, takes offense at Lucidia's words, his face darkening in anger. "Watch your tone, Lady Lucidia," he warns, his voice low and dangerous. "That's a Princess you are speaking about! You are just a mere Lady!"

Lucidia glares at your father, her eyes narrowing, but she quickly reins in her anger, realizing that she's treading on dangerous ground. "Of course, my apologies, Your Majesty," she says through gritted teeth, her voice suddenly dripping with false sweetness.

The air is still taut with tension, the undercurrent of anger and resentment still lingering. Your father looks ready to say something else, but he pauses, his eyes flitting towards King Rayken, who sits at the head of the table, watching the exchange with a cool, detached expression.

King Rayken remains silent, his gaze unreadable. He takes a sip of his wine, his eyes flitting between you and Lucidia, observing the exchange with a hint of amusement.

Eris abruptly pushes back from the table, making his chair screech loudly against the floor. He stands up, his body tense, his expression hard. You follow suit, rising from your own chair.

"Excuse us," he mutters, his voice tight with pent-up anger. Without waiting for a response from the others, he takes your hand and leads you out of the dining room.

"Where are we going?" you ask, jogging slightly to keep up with his long stride. He doesn't reply, his jaw still clenched, his gaze focused straight ahead as he pulls you down the hallway.

You can feel the heat of his anger radiating off of him, his grip on your hand tight enough that it almost hurts. He continues down the hallway, his pace not slowing. Eventually, he shoves open a door, pulling you inside a small, secluded room.

You stumble into the room, gasping a little as he pushes you up against the wall, pinning you there, his body pressed against yours. His hands are on either side of your head, his face mere inches from yours.

"I'm so pissed off, and so horny at the same time. I need to fuck you. I don't care about waiting, I need it now"

Your heart flutters at his words, your own desire sparking to life. You can feel the wetness between your legs, his proximity and his intensity making you weak in the knees.

"Then do it," you find yourself saying, the words coming out in a breathy whisper. You arch your back, pressing yourself into him, feeling the already hard tent in his pants.

A loud moan escapes his throat, his eyes darkening with desire. "Bratty little princess," he growls, his hands moving to your hips, gripping them firmly. "You want it that badly, do you?"

"I do," you reply, your voice steady even though your heart is racing. You run your hands up his chest, feeling the firm muscle underneath his shirt. "I need you, right now."

"That's what I thought," he says, his voice low and velvety. He leans in, pressing his lips to your neck, his teeth grazing over your skin. You tilt your head back, a soft gasp escaping your lips as his mouth moves lower, leaving a trail of kisses down your throat.

He picks you up as if you weigh nothing, setting you down on a dresser. You feel the cold, hardwood against your bare legs, and you shiver slightly at the sensation. He steps between your legs, his body pressed flush against yours, his hands gripping your thighs.

"You're going to have to be quiet," he murmurs, his lips trailing over your jawline. "Can you do that for me?"

You nod, biting your lip to suppress a moan. "I'll be quiet." you promise, your voice a little shaky. You cling to his shoulders, your legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer.

His hand moves down to his trousers, his fingers fumbling with the button before he finally manages to undo it. You watch as he unzips his pants, his dick hard and ready, your breathing getting more and more ragged as you realize what's about to happen.

He slowly removes the sleeves of your dress down,pulling the lace fabric down to relieve your bare chest.

Eris palmed your breasts, squeezing them and rolling your nipples until they were hard like diamonds.

"I'm going to fuck you hard tonight." he said, his voice sending shivers down your spine.

He pinched your nipple hard again, causing you to jolt in a mix of pain and pleasure.

"I'm...I'm not sure if I can stay quiet anymore." You whimpered softly as his hands dipped down to your already wet clit.

"You have to be quiet, princess. You have to listen to me," he said, his thumb circling your sensitive spot, his voice husky with desire.

Before you could respond, he slammed his dick inside you. The sensation was so intense that you involuntarily clenched around him.

Eris hissed as he felt you clench, then he slowly pulled out only to force himself back in, gradually picking up pace.

Your eyes fluttered shut, then opened again as you felt his hand grip your hair. "Open those pretty eyes, princess. I want you to watch me fuck you," he growled.

Your breasts bounced with each thrust, and your eyes were glossy from the tears of pleasure. Moans and whimpers escaped your half-open mouth.

"You like this? You like watching me fuck that pretty little clit of yours, don't you?" he teased, thrusting faster.

The pounding thrusts were intense, but you wanted him to keep going harder. "I love how I'm the only one who can see you like this, princess."

"You" -thrust- "are" -slam- "mine," he declared.

You managed a quiet whimper, "I'm not yours yet." You grab his shoulders to stabilize yourself.

Eris gripped your throat, his hands tightening just enough for you to still breathe. "I don't care, you are mine now, then, and in the future."

He slowly pulled out before slamming back in. "Are you going to admit that you're mine now?"

"Y-yes," you cried out in pleasure, arching your back as every thrust brought you closer to the release you desperately needed.

"Fuck, princess, you don't know what you do to me, do you?" Those words sent you over the edge. You came with a sharp, loud cry, your body shuddering.

You could tell Eris followed you too, the warm sensation inside your core seeping down as his dick pulsed inside you until you both were left gasping for air.

He held you tight. "Look at me, princess." He gently grabbed your face, your eyes meeting his gaze. "This is just the beginning for us." He kissed your forehead as he slowly pulled out, making you bite your lip.

You are both panting and out of breath. Eris' head is resting on your shoulder, his breath coming in shallow gasps. Your mind is still a little fuzzy with pleasure, your heart still racing

"God, you're incredible." he mutters, his lips brushing against your sweaty skin. "You drive me insane."

You let out a shaky laugh, your legs still trembling slightly. "You're not so bad yourself." you reply, your voice still a little breathless. You bring your hand up to the back of his head, carding your fingers through his sweat-dampened hair.

He groans softly, his eyes shutting briefly at the sensation of your fingers in his hair. "I don't know what it is about you, Princess, but you drive me crazy," he says, his voice soft and gravelly. "It's like I can't control myself around you."