Indecent Folks

Rougan propped his forearm to lift his upper body as he watched me from his bed. Everything above this torso was inviting, but I turned my back on him.

"I never lied to you," he said calmly, which is a little odd.

"You manipulated me," I blurted and closed the book before I stood. He watched me closely as I leaned against the back of the couch. "Did you use the prisoners to keep me locked up?"

He clenched his jaw and gave me a stern look. "If I want to keep you in the first place, I could easily do so. No shenanigans needed," he replied. I rolled my eyes and raised the book. "Tell me what's in here, then."

He grabbed the robe that the handmaids prepared on the bedside table and turned to me when he finished knotting the belt. "Eydis is an Icelandic native, mother of four," he began. "Some resources said that she's reincarnating every ten years, but no one was able to prove that yet. What we're certain about is 2400 years ago, her firstborn, Margret, made it possible for a random child to be born as a kingmage. So since then, when they all passed away, a kingmage is born every century."

"What exactly is a kingmage?"

He looked at me from head to toe as he leaned on the bed's headrest, his face slightly twitching, maybe because of his wound. "They're always born as women. Beautiful and smart. They're magical too, which makes them the rarest mystic breed. They're not exactly a witch. Some refer to them as guardians. They possess powerful abilities that, according to some people, were granted by the Heavens. That's why they're also referred to as celestials. A kingmage can provide protection, and she instantly forms a bond to someone nice to her."

He briefly pointed his finger at me. "That explains your attachment with Sawyer."

"What attachment?" I asked, slightly repulsed.

"You're a kingmage, Lizzie," he said abruptly.

I fell silent as I gazed at him. He was sincere, but I waited for him to tell me that it was a joke. "Me? A kingmage? A mystic breed, a celestial, a witch?" I asked simultaneously. If I get a shilling for every ounce of disbelief in my head, I would be richer than the Kingdom of Peraven.

"It's hard to believe, I know. Even I was surprised that you don't know it despite your age. The kingmages in the past centuries knew about their power during puberty and were already experts before they hit 30."

I shook my head, still not ready to believe him. He may look gorgeous, but he doesn't look trustworthy, especially after what Paige has told me. "Why won't you let me go?" I asked, trying to extend my patience. "I have my reasons."

My shoulders dropped while I waited for more explanation, but that's it. He just responded like that. I clenched my jaw and threw the book at him, completely losing my patience. He caught the book and sighed deeply. He surely knows how to piss me off. "Well, guess what, Rougan. You can't just keep me here because of your goddamn reasons. I am a human being, but you're keeping me here as a pet, and I cannot even know why?!" I yelled.

He gently tossed the book on the end of the bed. "You have to start adjusting now, Dani."

"Adjust? You talk like this is supposed to be normal."

"Why can't you just accept it? We had a deal."

I huffed in disbelief. "I don't remember agreeing."

He rolled his eyes and bit his lower lip while his eyes scanned me again. "Kingmages are not supposed to be slow-witted."

"You, bastard!" I walked up to his bed and intended to slap him, but he caught my wrist. "You're a psycho," I whispered. He blinked like he didn't expect to hear it. "Was it news to you, huh? You're showing all the signs!" I screamed at his face. I held my breath when he suddenly grabbed my neck. He did it so swiftly, and the next thing I knew, I was already lying on my back while he's on top of me. My body trembled when I felt his member on my tummy. "What are you doing?!" I pushed him away, but my strength was no match.

His hands remained on my neck. He wasn't pressing, so it was not painful. He caught my wrists and fixed them above my head. "Please..." I mumbled in fear.

"Oh, don't beg," he whispered. His hoarse voice sent me shivers. I was panicking, but the thirst or hunger or whatever I saw in his eyes somehow calmed me down. He wasn't mad. He's...yearning. "Listen carefully, Dani. Since you set foot in here, you brought with you an impending danger for me and my entire village, so I need to prepare."

I blinked and stopped resisting as I stared at him. The serenity in his eyes was strange, and I didn't understand a thing. "You can't lock me up for reasons I don't know and expect to accept it just like that. If you think I'm dangerous, then why won't you let me go?"

"You're the only danger I'm willing to keep." He clenched his jaw and sighed heavily. His warm breath soothed my skin despite the chill of his palms against my neck and wrists. "It's not that easy," he whispered. "Why?"

"Kingmages don't have a nice reputation, so I can't tell you my reasons yet. This is the first time that we encountered your kind, and we're still trying to figure out the best way to get this right." "Get what right?"

He stared at my lips for a while before shifting his gaze to my eyes. "Ridding of you."

I was left speechless as my body weakened. "So I'm still here because you're yet to figure out how to get rid of me the right way? Are you bluffing?" The longer I stared at him, the faster my patience ran thin again. "This is neither of our faults. I'm just doing everything I could to protect my village. Now, whatever Paige told you, don't believe everything."

"You knew that we talked?"

He gazed at my lips again before clenching his jaw. "She doesn't know what I know, and she only believes whatever she wants to believe. We're not on the same page." The cold wind blew, ruffling some of his hair. He looked perfect with all his hair down. "I am no psycho," he defended. "You're a celestial guardian, and I'm the protector of my village. We're no different, so I hope you understand."

"I will only understand if you tell me everything."

"I will, but not today," he whispered. His gaze went down to my chest, and the way he stared at me made me feel things. His member hardened on my tummy, so I panicked, and I pushed him away. He cleared his throat and pulled the blanket over his hip while I got off the bed. I could feel the sweat on my neck while the wind blew as I walked towards the door.

"Even your sweat smells nice. Fuck this," he mumbled.

I turned to him again and heaved a heavy sigh. "Twenty minutes ago, I don't trust you. However, because you said some things, I'm now hoping that you will tell me everything someday."

"I'll tell you at the right time." He gazed at me with all gentleness.

"But that isn't today?" I tried my luck again.

He gently shook his head. "Not today."

My whole body was on fire, and I couldn't find the strength to twist the door's handle. I did my best to think of reasons that could justify giving in to my need. When an idea popped into my head, I took a deep breath and walked up to his bed.

He sat straight and laid his arms in anticipation while I fixed my knee between his thighs. He grabbed my waist with his sturdy arm, and his other hand gently held onto my nape so he could kiss me.

I was immediately consumed by pleasure when his lips brushed into mine. He pulled my leg so I could sit astride his lap as he deepened our kiss. I began grinding myself onto him, prompting him to growl and grab my butt. A soft moan escaped my lips, along with his heavy breaths.

He gently pulled away and placed his forehead against mine. "You taste good," he whispered in his hoarse voice before claiming my lips again.

We made out until I found myself running out of breath. Then he ripped the vest of my dress, shooting its buttons in all directions. He aggressively parted my upper garment, exposing my round bosoms.

He looked into my eyes and caressed my cheek. "You're pretty everywhere," he whispered before sucking into my left bud and fiddling with the other. I closed my eyes, gasping in pleasure. His warm tongue tickled every part of my body and gave me thrills.

He lifted me with his arms and changed our position, so my back rested on the pillow while he played with my buds. He pulled down the skirt of my dress, so I'm already half-naked in front of him.

My cheeks heated as he looked at every inch of my skin while his breath gave me warmth. He confronted me with his hungry kisses, and I responded with delight. He untied the lace of my drawers with one hand and pulled them off my legs. His fingers rubbed my sensitive skin, prompting me to arch my back in surprise. He immediately found my clitoris while he was still kissing me, so I moaned in his mouth. He's fast! I moaned louder when he gently pinched my skin. "You're so good," I whispered.

"All for you." His kisses went down to my neck, and I pushed him out of shock, so he stopped, looking at me in confusion. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Are you going to suck my blood?"

He smiled while leaning forward to kiss me on my forehead. "Only if you want to," he said playfully before kissing me again.

He gave me brief and wet kisses on my neck down my stomach before he levelled his head to my cherry. With just a touch of his tongue, it set my whole body on fire. I arched my back again and pushed my hips to welcome his mouth. I bit my lower lip to keep myself from moaning so loud while I shivered and trembled in every stroke of his tongue. He gently inserted a finger, sending shudders down on my legs. His tongue and finger fondled me in unison, so I let the surge of pleasure consume me as I moaned his name.

"Rougan..." I exhaled with my mouth when he bent his fingers upward, touching a sensitive part inside me. A loud moan escaped my lips while he stroked faster. I felt like my head will explode from the pleasure, but I didn't want him to stop. He sucked on my clitoris and played it with his tongue, prompting me to grip tighter onto the pillows. "Oh, Rougan." My moans matched his fondling until I felt a lump building up in my abdomen. "Damn it..."

My juice seeped into his mouth, and we looked into each other while he wiped me clean with his tongue, swallowing every bit of my release. I could feel my cheeks warming at the sight of his smiling face. "That was great," I whispered before I laid my arms in front of me. He crawled above me and untied his drawers, hastily pulling them off.

"Let me know if it hurts," he mumbled.

I looked down and saw his meat. That was going to hurt. He gently parted my leg before he held onto his member and rubbed it against my throbbing folds. He leaned forward to kiss me before pushing himself in.

An audible gasp escaped my mouth as my abdomen ached. He pulled his face away and watched me let him in. He pushed harder and filled me with his member until I got used to his size. "You're making me crave so much," he whispered between our kisses. "I never craved for anything before." He fiddled with my bud while he pushed himself in and out of me.

He took a deep breath while our lips were still touching until he fixed his forearm beside my head and the other fiddled with my clitoris. I moaned loud as we locked eyes, and for a while, I felt content. So content it scared me.

My whole body trembled while he savoured every part of my mouth. I felt small as he towered over me, but his eyes assured me that I would be fine. Another lump built up in my abdomen while he thrust faster. We moaned carelessly until my juices leaked again. He rested his forehead against mine while I watched his lips and panted in pleasure.

He kissed me on my forehead before pulling the sheet over us. I laid my head on his arm and composed myself while my throbbing thighs rested above his. His hand from behind me stroked the curve on my hip as he tried to meet my gaze. "How do you feel?" he asked like an innocent toddler, but his figure was more of a hungry animal.

"Great..." I whispered and traced the stubbles on his jaw.

"We missed dinner. Are you hungry?"

I smiled and shook my head before closing my eyes. I have never been a slave to my sexual needs, but today, my body answered his every move.