These beyond intimate moments still rattled me to some degree, making me lose my ability to think clearly, to breathe slowly. His hands roamed frantically over my body, memorizing once again each hill and valley, each soft curve as if he didn’t already know every inch of me. I could no longer help myself though, wiggling my hand between us, wrapping my fingers around his cock.
He growled, a puff of air bathing my lips before I connected them to his. As the kiss lingered, I bit at his lip, pushing him further. Moving them a struggle, I managed to work the tip of his erection to nestle in my warm opening. So slick with my desires, one pop of my hips and he slid in, making my inner walls contract around him as the head stretched me. Our startled cries rang out together, muffled by our joined lips, as he invaded me in such an intimate way.
“I want you,” I said, my voice a desperate plea.
“I know,” he said in his cocky way that only turned me on further, which he very well knew and used against my.
“Fuck me, Lex,” I growled.
He grabbed my arms until he had both of my wrists in his grip, forcing them over my head, and then to the ground. After, he angled himself a second before thrusting in deep, in one long stroke. All control lost, we worked together in fast, frantic movements until we came together. The roar of my orgasm ripped through me, mixing with his emotions, taking me to another level of consciousness where only the two of us existed.
Chapter Three
Walking back into the castle hand in hand, back in our human form and fully clothed, we couldn’t keep the “we’ve just had a roll in the grass” smile off our faces any more than we could keep our hands off each other, even if it had to be in an appropriate way. Life was indeed beyond grand. I let out a sigh of pure satisfaction as I glanced around me at the splendor of the castle, even if just the entrance way, that I’d never if I lived here a hundred years, get used to. I jumped, letting out a little noise, a squeak of a cry, making Lex pull me to him when we were stopped immediately by a woman from the staff who appeared to be waiting just for us. The petite woman with hair pulled back in a tight bun had looked out of place just sitting in a chair by the front door, one ornate and purely for decoration, but had startled me when she’d jumped to her feet in front of us.
The whole thing was odd from the woman being there to the way she’d moved, quick, uncomfortable, her face tight, stressed. Staff didn’t sit around here. Not that they were treated badly or even overworked, not by a long shot. The Royals had to be a gift to work for as far as I had witnessed, and so the whole staff seemed to work tirelessly, and happily for their bosses. I’d born witness to a few of the perks of working here that inspired such employee morale. They had a whole whistle-while-you-work thing going on most of the time, making the castle even more of a fairy tale. One was never greeted without a smile too, so everything about this woman, this scenario didn’t show right.
“Your presence has been requested in the dining hall. They asked me to send you as soon as you returned,” the woman said before turning on her heel for me and Lex to follow her.
I thought I heard the woman take in a deep breath before she began to walk rigidly down the hall at quite the fast clip. Lex had given my arm a tug as he took off, dragging me with him, not slowing down, even if his look was apologetic at taking off the way he did. My heart had begun to beat hard. Anticipation of what would come was compounded by the strangeness of the situation and the vibe of the whole castle being tense, as if the walls themselves held tight yet trembled just a little.
Magic resided in these walls, and I’d often noted that the intricate emotions of the day were represented there, whether sadness like when I’d first arrived over the loss of Vivian and Riker, or eager anticipation before my training sessions, or just simple day to day joy of existing here. When all but the servants magical, and their gifts used freely, I guess it should be no surprise the mammoth home would become a living thing as well, magical in its own right. Today, these walls held something different, something menacing, worrisome, making me feel I was being lead to my doom. Life would change momentarily, and I wasn’t anywhere near ready for that to happen.
Often ushered about throughout the castle, though we knew the way, I had finally gotten as used to as one could get to being treated like royalty when you were born a simple girl in New York City. It seemed a way of life here to have everything handed to you. It was a life with servants, simply, nothing more or nothing less, no hidden message saying we don’t trust you to show up on your own like I’d thought a few times when we’d first arrived. Not that everyone had been anything but welcoming and accommodating, it just took me a bit to adjust to this lifestyle.