The Royal Quest of Floravera

🔜 Chapter Nine 🔚

By Arabella
[December 5th]

"Boys are like good heels. They hurt like hell, but they make your feet look nice. And if you treat them right, they last forever." - my grandma, penny.

Strawberries. My lips, are against his, and he tastes like strawberries. He's kissing me so hungrily, as if I am a strawberry. This has been going on for approximately 4 minutes now? I can't tell, and I don't want to. I just don't ever want it to end.

Bells chime outside. The clock just struck midnight. My hands travel down from his hair to his chest, and abs. Oh holy 6 pack. My hands find the hem of his shirt, and tug upwards.

He raises his arms up, his shirt coming off and breaking the kiss. My eyes lock onto his abs. Not a 6 pack. His eyes stay locked onto my face, his hands still caressing my cheek, the other hand on my ass.

"Are you sure about this? I don't want you to wake up tomorrow and hate me." He pressed his finger to my chin, lifting it up so I'm no longer staring at his abs, but his eyes again.

"Yes I'm sure. I wouldn't hate you, I made the first move, and you best be making the next one. fast." He sucks his teeth with his tongue. That means he's thinking.

He stands up from the floor, then pulls me up, turns me around. He unties my corset with ease. Does he just have a practice girlfriend for all of this or something? The corset drops from my body, within seconds the bottom poofy part of my dress follows. I'm now naked, and standing in front of Liam. Who is also shirtless, and those abs. A straight 8 pack.

He stands there licking his lips, staring at me, all of me. I roll my eyes, then pull his arm to make him land on the bed. He falls back, I climb on top of him.

He pulls my face down to his, kissing me again. Hungrily. I kiss back with equal fight, my hand tugs at his hair. The other slides down his body and over his abs, and he moans into my mouth.

I pull away from his lips, and kiss down his neck. His hands are now gripping my ass. I leave bite marks all along his shoulder, and chest. "Ari." he breaths out.

He raises his head up to look at me, as he does I stick my tongue out, and trail it all the way down his abs, straight to his bikini line. His body arches into my touch.

I slide off of him and onto the floor, kneeling in front of the bed, my body between his legs. He sits himself up on his elbows to look at me, he's out of breath.

I reach up, and undo the belt on his jeans. Unzipping them, he instantly raises his hips up so I can slide them off him. Then his boxers the same. Now we're both completely naked, one is kneeling, the other is man spreading in front of me.

I raise up, and climb back on top of him. His hands fly to my hips, and he flips us. He is now on top of me. He adjusts the pillow so I'm comfortable before spreading my legs, and putting one over his shoulder. "I am not a bottom."

I raise my eyebrows at that. "Oh really? You seemed to be enjoying it just a few seconds ago." I put my hand into his hair again, the other on his shoulder where I bit earlier. His hands were one on my knee, the other on my hip.

"I was enjoying it, but I do enjoy it better this way." Without warning he pushed himself into me. Fully in. Let's just say, he doesn't only have an 8 pack.

My fingers claw into his back, my other gripped onto his hair as he started moving in & out. "See my way is a lot better." He moaned out. He picked up the pace, hitting a certain spot, I arched my back off the bed.

I brought his face to mine, and kissed him. He went even faster. We kissed for what felt like hours, and I didn't complain for a single one.

After a while I felt warmth in stomach, I moaned into his mouth. He pulled back, "let go for me Ari."

His words ignited a fire in my stomach. It was hot, so was he. I screamed out his name, as I did what he said. I let go. He didn't stop after that though, he kept going until he met his own climax. He hid his face in my neck, biting and kissing there just like I did to him.

"Fuck Ari." He slowly stopped his moving, then pulled out. We were both panting hard. He rolled himself off of me, then to the side. We both stared at the ceiling.

He slipped his arm under me, then pulled me onto his chest. I draped my leg over his, then traced his abs with my finger. "That was... wow." He breathed out. He turned his head from the ceiling, and kissed my forehead, while caressing my cheek.

Never once in my life did I think I would end up in bed with Liam. Did I imagine it? Yes, a lot actually. However we usually tended to be married or getting married. Currently I don't even know if we're friends. I bite my lip, I just slept with the enemy. Well this is bad, and yet I would do it again.

Why you ask? Growing up, Liam was the sweetest towards everyone, unless he got mad. He has anger issues, he got them from his dad. But he was usually good at controlling, and even when he couldn't he never once took it out on me. It's what made me fall for him and develop this giant crush that I had for years, but it was never more than just friends.

The feelings faded after he, and his dad built their army, and locked themselves away, but now that he's here... in my bed. Those feelings are slowly coming out again, and I don't know if I'm happy or scared at that.

He continued to give me little kisses along my face, I leaned into them. He kissed my lips soon after, I of course kissed back. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, then bit it. Causing him to moan.

Suddenly a knock sounded on my door. It's loud, and urgent. Then I hear Arnold's voice on the other side, and my heart stops for a mere second. "My Queen you are needed immediately! There's an emergency at the tree!"