Awakening the Dark Flame (The Dark Throne #2)

17. Chapter 17

Chapter seventeen

I sat in the room as the court celebrated Jestu. Even though hundreds of alfar and humans surrounded me, I felt alone and as always, out of place. My hour finally up. I calmly made my way back to my room. I undressed, sliding a black, thin, silk negligee over my body. I let my curls down from the pins in my hair and removed the theatrical makeup, revealing the girl I knew.

“Glad to see you’re still in one piece,” said Eren, strolling into my room.

I turned around and moved to the bed where my robe was lying out for me. “Knock please, Eren,” I said in aggravation.

“I will work on it,” he said, as I tied the rope around my waist.

“Did you catch the creatures?”

“Every last one of them. I am effective, I will give myself that.”

I let a small chuckle pass through my lips, standing with my arms folded in front of me. “Fishing for a compliment, are we?”

“I just spend the last day with a group of males who do not appreciate my finer qualities. I am entitled to a compliment now and then.”

“Well, you won’t be getting one from me. If you hurry, I am sure Jestu is still in full swing. Maybe you can try your luck there.”

“Princess, I’m hurt. I thought we were friends.”

I smiled, pulling back the blanket to my bed. “As you can see,” I said, trying to end the flirtatious banter, “I am alive and well. Your obligations are fulfilled.”

He walked slowly towards me, taking a seat next to me on the edge of the bed. He was freshly washed, with a clean shirt and pants adorning his lovely body. “I’m curious ...” he started.

“Here we go,” I said.

He elbowed me in the arm. “Why Therosi? Is he your top contender in the battle for your heart?”

“What? No. I hate that I have to marry someone I don’t want. I’ve tried talking my father into letting me choose, but it’s not the way of the dark court, as you well know. I just needed a change.”

“Did I do something to make you feel uncomfortable? If I did, I apologize, that wasn’t my intention. I fought your gift as hard as I could, I promise you.”

“No, you did nothing wrong. You’ve done everything right,” I said, fiddling with my hands on my lap.

“Then, why Therosi?”

“I needed someone that wasn’t you,” I admitted. He looked at me with confusion. I bit my lip and stood to pace in front of him. “I … I needed someone I didn’t … oh for the love of Mary, I didn’t desire,” I finally blurted out. I brought a hand to my face nervously .

“Desire? But I just thought it was your power influencing you,” he said softly.

“It just magnified what was already there,” I said hesitantly. I brought my eyes back to him, watching as he thought in silence. He stood to his feet and made his way over to me. “I guess I am not broken anymore,” I said playfully, trying to break the tension.

“You were never broken. A little banged up, but never broken.”

“Maybe we should take a break from the whole training thing. I need to clear my head and refocus. Plus, with the sacrifice coming up and my impending marriage, I’d like to just focus on all of that for now.”

“You can’t run from it, Gen. You can’t be afraid of your power either. You need to embrace it and learn how to control it. But maybe we can find you another teacher, so things don’t get too out of hand,” he said, smiling down at me.

“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

“Princess, you forget who you’re talking to. Nothing about sex makes me uncomfortable, I can promise you that.”

I laughed at him, gently removing his hands from my shoulders. I tried walking past him, but he grabbed onto my arm, holding me still. He bent his head down into mine, taking in a deep breath. I froze, not knowing what to make of the action.

His hand slowly moved down my arm to my waist stretching across my abdomen until his grip tightened. My heart pounded in my chest, every nerve on alert. I held in my pheromones, wanting this to be real, not an illusion. He pulled me into his body, combing his other hand through my hair until he made his way to my face. He traced his fingertips along my jaw to my lips, taking his time as I parted them slowly.

He pulled my chin up, so my eyes met his. I melted, loosing myself in the beautiful swirls. He was calm and gently, leaning down slowly into my face. He kissed me tenderly, moving from my forehead down my cheeks. His hand around my waist flexed as the other slid over the curve of my body.

He stopped at my lips, brushing his against mine. I welcomed the softness of his mouth. I stretched out my neck, bringing my lips closer. He kissed me faintly while his hands undid my robe. He pushed the fabric back from my shoulders allowing it to fall to the floor.

His hands slid down my bare arms as I reached up to take his mouth with mine again. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling his head down to me. I dragged my hands across his firm muscular chest, needing to feel the skin underneath. I pulled his shirt off, throwing it to the ground.

I turned my focus to his body, taking in every detail of his perfectly formed figure. He watched, brushing my hair from my neck. I kissed down his chest and then traced my fingers around his beautiful imprint. I felt his fingers slide under each of the thin straps of my negligee. He pulled them down to my arms and the silk fabric fell to the floor, leaving me in only my underwear .

He took a deep breath in, holding it as his hands traced the outlines of my breasts and abdomen. His thumb circled my nipple tenderly, and he watched as my body lit up from the action. I stepped into him, needing to feel my body consumed by his.

My bare breasts pressed against his smooth silky skin. He took my mouth again, sliding his hands under my bottom as he lifted me into the air. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing his neck as he carried me to the bed. I never wanted the connection to end.

He placed me down at the edge. I scooted back, slowly removing my underwear while he watched my every action. I tossed them to the side, leaving me completely bare in front of him. I laid back and spread my legs for him as an invitation. He stared at me for a few moments without moving. His breathing was heavy. His eyes scoured my body.

He moved to the bed, sliding his hands up my legs, kissing my knees, working his way up. His soft and tender mouth dragged up my abdomen and in between my breasts before he kissed my lips.

He allowed his body to press fully against mine. I could feel his hardness beneath his pants, begging to be let free. I reached down to undo the tie. He grabbed my hand, preventing me from continuing. His heavy eyes looked up at me. His lips parted revealing that devilish grin I had come to adore. He shook his head, telling me to wait.

He took my nipples into his mouth, swirling his powerful tongue around each just like I imagined him doing. I arched my back, pressing more of my chest into his mouth. I moaned with pleasure from the sensation that each lick, bite, and suck caused me to feel. The heat between my legs grew, causing my sex to become wet and swollen. This need … this desire was one I had never experienced before … and now that I had … I never wanted to be without.

He made his way back down my stomach and then to my inner thighs. He teased the area at first, before finally allowing his mouth to consume the most sensitive part of me. His tongue gently licked from the bottom up, causing my entire body to shutter from the action. Before I could take another breath, he pressed a kiss to my sex, causing me to whimper.

As his lips moved across my wet center, my legs began to shake uncontrollably while my insides throbbed and begged to be filled. I ran my hands through his hair as he pleasured me in the most satisfying way I could have ever imagined. He started fast, slowing as the sensation built before taking me into his mouth fully holding me there until the feeling was too much.

After a few moments, my body couldn’t take it anymore. A powerful release came causing my pheromones to spill from my body. He breathed in deeply, moaning with delight. He rose and stood at the edge of the bed. I slid down to the floor, still sated from his talents. I looked up at him as I untied his pants. I pushed them past his perfectly toned legs down to the floor. His hardness was long and thick .

I took it in my hands, stroking him gently while I studied what he liked. His head fell back as his body tensed from my action. I tenderly kissed the tip of him while both of my hands continued to slide down his shaft. My tongue, traced the head of his dick, tasting him with each pass.

The taste of him was maddening. How smooth and soft he was in my mouth caused me to lose control. I quickened my pace, needing to take more of him, needing to please him any way I could. His fingers tangled through my hair.

I moved in rhythm, making sure to trace my tongue along the base and tip. He pulled my head back, picking me up as he bent down to take my mouth with his. He wound his arms around my waist before misting us onto the bed. His body pressed me firmly into the mattress while his hands traced every curve.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, begging him to enter me. With him, I no longer felt scared or repulsed by the act. I wanted to please him. I wanted him to take me and use me however he wished. I wanted this. I wanted Eren.

He moved his length, positioning it at my entrance. I was already warm and wet, completely prepared for him. He moved his lips down to my neck and I heard his breath panting. My hands traveled across his strong broad back as I tilted my hips up to him. He hovered over me with his eyes closed before gently pushing against my entrance. I watched his expressions closely noting the pleasure he found once inside of me .

He was larger than anyone I had known, but I didn’t pull away. I wanted him to consume me. I wanted all of him. I felt him slide against my walls as I let out an uncontrollable moan of ecstasy. He opened his eyes, looking down upon my face. I breathed heavily, allowing my body to adjust to him. Finally, he reached the depth of me, fully buried inside. He bent down and kissed me softly.

He moved in and out slowly at first, making sure I was okay. He was being gentle, too gentle. I knew why, and though a part of me adored him for it, that wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted to know Erendrial completely. I took his face in my hands, pulling his eyes to mine.

“You don’t have to be so gentle,” I said softly.

He smiled, kissing my lips. “I want this to be enjoyable for you.”

“It is, but I want you to take me the way you desire. I’m not glass. I won’t break.”

He smiled, taking my mouth with his. His hands tightened around my waist as the motions of his thrust became harder and more passionate. I yelled with pleasure as his body caused mine to release. Lavender and sandalwood filled the air, along with whiskey and oranges. We breathed in, drugged by each other’s scent.

He sat up on his knees, taking my legs in his arms and placing them around his shoulders, allowing him to thrust deeper. I felt my insides clench as he moved. Everything inside of me erupted. I needed more of him, somehow, I needed more. I sat up onto his lap. As he continued to slam against me, I bit and scratched and sucked on every inch of skin I could get my hands on. He did the same, taking my neck into his mouth and sucking hard until my skin felt bruised.

I arched back and moaned as he left no inch of my body unexplored. I pushed him down against the bed, slowing for a moment allowing me to appreciate his beautiful figure. His silver eyes flickered as his mouth parted seductively. I caressed his chest down to his abs, tracing the ridges and grooves with my fingers. His hands tightened on my hips as one of his thumbs found its way to the bundle of nerves between my legs.

I began to move on top of him, slowly at first. His finger swirled around the sensitive area. I gradually picked up my pace. Eren closed his eyes as his entire face tensed. I felt my pheromones release again as the warmth inside me burned hot like fire. I yelled in pleasure as he roared, coming to a finish. Our bodies were both damp with sweat from our dalliance.

I collapsed onto his chest, wrapping my arms around him and closing my eyes in complete satisfaction. I felt a smile stretch across my face followed by a small laugh as I listened to the beating of his heart. His breathing finally calmed as we both relaxed.

A few moments passed before I realized he wasn’t touching me. His arms and hands were out to his sides, not making contact with me whatsoever. I unraveled my embrace and pushed myself up to look at him. His face was tilted to the side and his eyes refused to meet mine. I felt my heart drop into the pit of my stomach. Something was wrong.

I pushed off to the side of the mattress, grabbing the covers and pulling them up to my chest. As soon as he was free of me, he got to his feet, collected his clothes and dressed without a single glance in my direction. I pulled my knees into my stomach, trying to figure out where it had gone wrong. He slid his boots on, before reaching for his shirt.

“Did I do something wrong?” I whispered.

He stopped, rubbing his forehead with his hand. “This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have—it can’t happen again,” he said.

My perfect moment evaporated. Everything about our time together was perfect. Every kiss, every touch. How could it be a mistake when it felt so right?

“Okay,” I replied disappointedly. I held my face down, tightly gripping the blanket to my chest. It took everything in me to hold back the tears that fought to be released.

“Look. I can’t effectively do my job if I am sharing a bed with my future queen. Our relationship, even a purely sexual one, would get in the way of my influence and my objectives. Also … I can’t give you what you want.”

“And … what do I want?” I asked.

He turned towards me, still unable to make eye contact. “At the end of … of whatever this was, you were waiting for me to hold you. You want emotion and monogamy. Two things I am incapable of giving. ”

I felt my chin begin to quiver, but I hid it as best as I could. Eren turned without another word and left my chambers. Tears fell from my face, but I did not sob. I felt like a hole had been carved out of my chest. I thought after we were together, he would feel the same, but I was wrong.

The first sexual experience I chose to explore after everything, and I chose to have it with Erendrial Lyklor. I knew how this would turn out, but still, somewhere I couldn’t help but hope. I lowered my head, still holding onto the covers. I pulled the pillow his head had just occupied to my face. I inhaled, still able to smell the scent of oranges and whiskey. My body felt amazing, but my heart was once again shattered.