And her name is…

From there he advances as he always does. He moves up and down my neck. He taps kisses around my ear before moving them across my face. These kisses always make him feel eager and young or inexperienced, like he’s not sure where to do and just wants everything. My cheeks flush, but it’s more from embarrassment as he runs his hand over my stomach and chest through my dress. I want him to just tear it off, but he would consider it such a waste of the dress he just bought me.

After a few minutes of kissing he rolls me on top of him and I try to untie my corset back.

“Leave it on,” he says hastily, leaning up to kiss the tops of my breasts. “You look beautiful in it.”

His hands then moved to his pants where he frees himself, and I move to get on top of him, not able to see where we connect. He long, reaching deep inside me, and I rock on top of him to his beckoning. His hands on my hips set the pace, and I rock into him as hard as he’ll allow. It’s not enough, and when I make a sound he smothers my lips with his.

“Please Helion, give me more,” I beg.

He chuckles, “you really haven’t had enough of me?” He pulls me to him and kisses my chest again. “We have to be careful. If you were to get pregnant in amongst everything we have planned, I don’t know what I’d do.” He closes his eyes with the thought and focuses on the feelings.

It’s said wistfully. Like the idea would consume him whole with worry for me, but somehow the idea scares me for a whole other reason. I continue at his pace until I can’t take it anymore and move the layers of dress aside to rub my aching clit. He’s knocking at the right door but I need more.

My breath begins to hitch and I clench around him tightly. I lean back slightly on his length to get the most out of his depth and gasp as he hits where I want. I can feel my end nearing and I just need a .. few .. more…

He bends his knees and sends he me falling forward on top of him and he slips out, spurting his seed up over my ass inside of the dress and I groan in protest.Fuck.

“I’m so sorry darling, did I hurt you?” His concern is evident in his expression as he brushes the hair away from my face but I shake my head. “But I’ve ruined your dress, I’ll have to get you another.”

“I’m fine, and it’s really no problem. I don’t usually wear a lot of dresses.” I assure, and he rolls me over to look at my face.

“You were a prisoner, of course they wouldn’t let you wear beautiful things. But you’re in my domain now, and you will want for nothing.” He smiles, tucking another bit of hair behind my ear. “I’ll give you everything you need.”

but not everything I want.

I nod and smile, then move to get up so I can change. He moves with me, wrapping an arm around my waist just as my feet touch the ground. I feel a tug to bring me back down but I don’t go down so easily.

“Just wait. I thought I might sleep here tonight, with you,” he says and I meet his gaze with a smile.

“You know I’m a night owl. I was going to have a hot bath and probably read for a few hours. Please, go to your room, don’t let me keep you up. A king needs all his energy for the day,” I encourage gently and he sits up.

He pecks a gentle kiss on my forehead before pulling away. “So thoughtful of me. Alright. You get ready for your bath and I’ll take the dress to have it cleaned.” I’m horrified at the thought and he chuckles as he sees me pale. “Okay, I’ll clean it myself and hang it to dry in my shower. Better?”

I nod and sit on the side of the bed as he undoes the laces and then I stand and slip it down to the floor to stand in the thin chemise. His eyes follow the dress to wear it gathers in a pile and I walk off to the bathroom.

As I walk inside the room I see Helion smiling at me. “Theodosine, you really are beautiful. You know that, right?” I bite my lip and he chuckles, “adorable.” He stands, folding my dress over in his arm and then comes to kiss my forehead before leaving.

I can’t say I’m disappointed. I’m not disappointed. Maybe in myself for thinking the sex would ease some of the tension I’m holding. Maybe at myself for forgiving him so easily. It was after allmyidea to test our chemistry together.

Helion is so sweet and princely. I thought it was because he thought I was a young human he was worried about taking advantage of or hurting, but now he knows the truth and he treats me the same. Maybe this is just how affection is supposed to be. It isn’t like I have much to go on where my kind is concerned.

I run the bath near scalding and step in. The water burns deliciously and I almost forget what it’s like to feel. I dunk my head and wash my face, feeling instantly more refreshed and awake. Next I get the soap and start washing myself. My hair, my body…

I remember as I’m washing my backside that I never got off. My hand finds its way between my legs after I’ve already run the cloth there and I humm.

Just one finger…

I feel a slight tremor in the water from Nyx closing the door of her own bathroom and halt. I know she can’t hear me. I’ve tested calling to her like I needed help before. I wasn’t outright screaming, but I made sure it was a valid test. Still, now that I know she’s there I can’t, and finish up quickly with my bath.

The softness of the towels never fails to bring me joy and after I’ve wrapped myself in one, and put my hair up in another, I grab a third to lay under me on the bed while I read. I nearly don’t remember to lock the door, but I do and collect the book I had been reading yesterday.

I’m somewhere in the middle and flip to find the leaf I’ve been using as a bookmark. I lay back on my pillows, holding the book in one hand and tucking the other between my thighs to warm it. They still ache when it’s cold and it’s about time for Nyx to try healing them again.

Maybe I’ll ask her tomorrow at breakfast so Noryth and Wulfric can feel guilty.

My other hand starts to ache as my body cools and I switch them. This time my hands lands further between my thighs and I feel that ache return. It begs me to release it and I tease my throbbing bud at the top. Before long I’m humming again, biting my lips together as the feeling builds.

I can imagine hands on me, gently caressing me, feeling my scars and kissing them. I can imagine being held like I’m all they need as I insert two fingers inside myself. I can’t reach as deep, but I involve my thumb and I’m nearly there already.

I gasp and it’s louder than I expect, but now that my mouth is open I can’t close it. I moan even louder and I’m so close I can see the finish line..

“Wulf…” the word, the name I’ve uttered, surprises me enough that I squeak and cum with a relaxed breath.

I didn’t mean that.

I hear a rustle outside my window and see it’s open a crack. Mortification coats every fibre of my being, covering the prickle down my spine, and I pull the window closed with my magic. I don’t have the confidence to see who heard and wait a minute before I dim the light of my room and pull the curtains closed.

I always check the windows, but Helion distracted me… the thought of someone hearing me and him is more horrifying than me saying that name while I came. If either of them find out… I shake the thought and dress for bed, setting up my cups behind the locked door, and climb into the wardrobe. As the adrenaline subsides, and my eyes start to close, a different worry moves in.

I wonder what my nightmare will be tonight.