Dear Glory

13. Manifesting Glory

Chapter 13

Manifesting Glory

GLORY

T he wind blows so hard that Sir places his coat over my face. As he walks, the scent of saltwater hits my nose, getting me excited even with the blindfold on.

When Sir said we were going on his boat, I couldn’t contain my excitement. I even made Sir and I matching swimwear!

I don’t know if Sir knows this, but I love boats. It’s been a while since I’ve been on my family’s boat since I had been so busy with commissions, so to hear the waves crashing against the hull and birds squawking in the sky… Oh my God I’m so excited!

“Are you ready?” he questions as he kisses my shoulder.

“I’m ready,” I giddily bounce.

“Okay, open your eyes.” He takes off the blind fold and my eyes and my mouth widen. Now, if I never questioned the difference between a million and billion before, I am now. I see we are rich, but Sir is wealthy. I see we’re not on a boat, but an entire yacht. Honestly, from how enormous this thing is, it feels more like a private cruise ship than a yacht.

“Wow, Sir!” I exclaim. “This is… wow… well beyond my expectations,” I breathe out, floored.

“Welcome aboard the Princess Glory!” He steps up behind me, kissing the nape of my neck and my eyes widen even more. Did he name a private cruise ship after me?! “So, do you like it?” He waits expectantly and I chuckle.

“I…love it, Sir,” I stand on my tippy toes, kissing him.

“Oh yeah?” he nibbles my ear.

“Yes Sir, I… love it,” I express once more. His eyes roam over me and I can feel his thick dick on my thigh.

“Damn, I think I need to name more boats after you if I get praise like this.” He sucks my lip into his mouth, making me chuckle. “And I look forward to seeing just how much you like the other gifts.” He picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

“Other gifts? There are more?”

“Did you really think that would be all?”

“Well… yes,” I giggle. “I only expected something small. I never could have guessed this is the so-called boat you were talking about,” I snort, still loving it. “This was certainly surprise enough. Oh by the way, where are our shadows today?” I ask, looking for Fabian and Lawrence.

“They are around, but I wanted to take you somewhere alone for this part. Where I can have you all to myself.” He hugs me tight, and my heart does backflips in my chest.

I notice we’ve been alone more often these past few days…

“I… I thought you like when people watch… uhm… us,” I stammer, and he laughs.

“Well, that’s true, but that doesn’t mean I need people to watch or want them to watch all the time. Sometimes I just want it to be just you and I.” He spins me on my heel, and I beam.

“But… uhm… j-just so you know… I think I’m g-getting used to it… s-so you don’t uhm… have to hold back,” I glance away shy at my revelation, but it’s true. I am getting used to people being in the room with us while we are having sex.

I mean, what other choice do I have? There are only rare occasions when someone is not present when he’s taking me on a high. Fabian and Lawrence especially have been privy to nearly all but maybe four or five of our sexual encounters. It’s just a given that they are there at this point… and maybe it’s even a bit naughty of me to like it. I think Sir knows as well because those are the moments he fucks me harder. Seeing their reactions to Sir taking me is always fun and sexy. Sometimes I wonder what parts they like the most.

“Why? Do you miss them already?” he jokes.

“Miss is a strong word. I’d just say I’m used to their presence. Fabian and Lawrence are present from the moment I woke up to the moment I go to sleep, so not having them here feels more unorthodox to me than having them around,” I answer truthfully.

“They are around,” he laughs. “I believe they’d more than likely ignore orders even if I told them otherwise, seeing as you’re involved.” He bites my cheek and I feel my face grow hot.

“What does that even mean?!”

“I dinna know, why dinna you test the waters and find out?” He lifts his brow, and I duck shyly at what’s inferred.

“A…anyway,” I look out towards the water, wishing to change subject because I can just feel this is headed towards murky water. “Wh-what do you have planned f-for us tonight?”

“Well…” he pauses and carries me over to the other side of the yacht where I see a huge plush blanket sitting out under the stars with flower petals, candles, and an array of beautifully wrapped gifts including a white fluffy teddy bear that looks like a marshmallow. I jump out of his arms and run over to pick the bear up, drawn to it for some reason.

“Sir! What is all of this?!” I beam, grinning for ear to ear.

“This, my Dear Glory, is what you would call a date.” He saunters over to me with his cool swag. “And this,” he pauses and pulls out a blue box, getting on one knee. “Is where you will tell me you’ll be mine forever,” he states and I drop the bear in my hands, mouth agape.

Rarely am I left speechless, but this man always seems to blow me away. Plenty of men have asked for my hand in marriage none of them have knocked me off my feet like Sir. None of them cause butterflies to erupt in my belly… none of them make me quiver with a mere gaze.

Sir is a completely different breed of man, one I never knew I even wanted, especially considering the things he’s into. However, even with that, there is not a single thing I would change about him. Not one. I love it all… but…

“Sir, before I answer that question,” Just in case…

“Sir… no… Axil. I have to tell you something.” I place my hand on his chest, wanting to be honest about this serious topic.

“Princess?” he frowns upon his name and pulls me down onto the blanket, watching me with sincere eyes. “Why do you look so troubled? Do you not like the ring?”

“No,” I laugh, trying not to cry. “I love the ring. It’s truly one and a million… I just can’t in good conscience accept it without telling you something important about me.” I fiddle with my lovely ring, wondering if he’ll take it away or think twice about this after he knows.

“Aye? What is it?”

“W… well, uhm… I can’t have children,” I tell him somberly without beating around the bush. “When I was younger I had really bad cramps from my menstruation, and it was discovered that I suffered from fibroids. They tried everything they could to save it, but ultimately, I had to undergo a hysterectomy, making me incapable of baring children. So, if you want to take back this ri?—”

“Glory, I don’t care about that. What I care about is your smile,” he points at my lips. “What I desire is your presence, who I crave is you. You belong to me, and nothing will change that. Ever, do you understand? I. Love. You,” he voices passionately and I don’t think I have ever felt so burdenless.

I have carried that with me since my twenties, and every man I’ve gotten serious with has thrown me weird looks or questions about it, but none have ever spoken so wholeheartedly about the desire to have me.

“Sir,” I hold him close, feeling like the most precious person in the world. “I love you so much,” I sigh, tears spilling from my eyes.

“Tell me again, Glorious,’’ he growls as his lips enrapture mine.

“I love you.”

“Again.”

“I ah… love ugn, you!” I pant when he lifts my shirt, massaging my breasts and kissing my nipples lovingly.

“Again, Glorious.” He slides his other hand into my panties, swirling his fingers inside.

“I love you! I love you! I love you!” I grunt, rocking against him while fumbling with his pants to get to what I really want. However, the moment I do, he knocks me back onto the sheets while protecting the back of my head, staring into my eyes.

“Aye, bloody feckin’ ’ell, I adore you.” He ravages my lips, pulling up my dress and plunging into my very depths, touching every part of me.

“SIR!” I scream, and shakes his head, sucking my neck.

“No, let me hear it… let me hear it, Glorious,” he grunts, holding me tight, grinding in my pussy rather than thrusting.

“Ooooohhhh God,” I tremble, but he continues grinding. “I love you Sir! I love you Sir! I love you Sir! I love you Sir! I love you Sir! Ughhhhhnnnn I… I love you Sir!”

“Feck me, yer so perfect!” he groans, pounding into me so hard I fear that the yacht will capsize, but I don’t care. I’m already drowning in him, so a little water won’t hurt.

I wrap my body around him tight while he mindlessly fucks me, slacking his lust on me in every way.

“YES! YES! FUCK, MORE!” I cry out, trying to hold my voice back since we’re in public, but from how hard he’s fucking me it’s impossible as he’s quickly building to my climax.

“Feck Glory, cum fer me,” he thrusts into me once more, spilling into me as my pussy clamps down, milking him.

“Wow!” I gasp as I’m ravaged by an orgasm, damn near leaving me lifeless.

“Indeed,” he chuckles, dick still hard and throbbing inside me.

“I—”

“Whoa… did we miss the party?!” I hear over my shoulder and perk up.

“BUNNY! WOLF!” I happily call out, surprising even myself.

“Aww, look my love. She’s excited to see us!” Wolf beams, patting Bunny’s arm excitedly.

“Bloody hell, why are you here?” Sir continues resting inside of me, not moving.

“Ugh, why are you always so mean, Axil?! You should be more like your cute little kitten there,” Wolf pouts. “But since you asked, Bunny and I were on a late-night cruise on our yacht and saw yours cruise on by. So, we thought we’d see what’s going on here. Had we known you were… entertaining, we wouldn’t have come by,” she purrs, but Sir holds up the middle finger, still not moving.

“Lies. I told you I was taking Glory out on the yacht today,” he grunts, finally sitting up, sweating.

“Oh! Was that today, today?!” She slaps her hand over her cheeks feigning innocence. “I had no idea… but since we’re here, why don’t you let us join?” Wolf coos, tugging on Bunny’s arm who seems to be in a trance but quickly snaps out of it.

“Yes, what Wolf said!” he smiles in his usual, carefree way.

“Jesus Christ, you two are hopeless,” Sir groans as he pulls my dress down, but doesn’t tell them to go, so Wolf happily comes over and sits next to me while Bunny is on the opposite side.

“Oh my! Bunny, would you look at that!” Wolf exclaims, picking up my hand, staring at my ring. “It’s beautiful!” she sighs and I chuckle.

“Thank you! He did a good job, right?”

“Right! I never thought Axil would care for this type of romantic thing, but I guess pigs do fly!” Bunny laughs, making Sir grumble.

“If you saw I was trying to be romantic, wouldn’t it make more sense for you to leave?” he points out, but Wolf pays him no mind.

“If you didn’t want us here, you would have told Fabian and Lawrence we weren’t allowed to board.” Wolf takes my arm, placing it in her lap and her head on my shoulder.

“Just forget it and stay, but you better thank Glory since she’s so excited to see you,” Sir grumbles, shaking his head.

“Anyway! Glory, it’s good to see you! I missed you!” she beams and playfully bounces up and down, which is odd since Wolf is more cool, calm, and reserved. It’s usually Bunny who’s got a lot to say.

“I missed you too, Wolf.”

“Did you really?!” her head pops up excitedly, and if this was some fantasy, I feel like I would see wolf ears at the top of her head from how much she’s acting like an excitable puppy.

“I did,” I laugh at how cute she’s being right now. I almost want to reach out and pet the top of her head, but the thought is knocked from me when she pounces directly on top of me, giving me the biggest hug with her face in my neck, holding tight before sitting up on me.

“Not more than I missed you,” she simpers, looking down at me before leaning down and hugging me, not making a single move to climb off me.

“I’m glad you’re happy to see me considering how bad we left things off.” I pat her back, and Bunny, who’s sitting somewhere above me, grunts.

“It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. You were simply asking questions. It’s normal.”

“True, but I cast judgment on you guys, and I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry.” I glance up to see him smiling handsomely.

“Think nothing of it, Kitten,” he winks, and I blush, looking back down.

“Tha—” My words of gratitude are interrupted by a ghastly sound that has the audacity to come from my stomach, which makes Bunny snicker.

“I guess we should go downstairs to have dinner, huh?” Sir comes over and drags Wolf off me and hands her over to Bunny. “Come, Glorious.” He picks me up princess style and carries me downstairs to the spacious bedroom we’d just left where I see an assortment of finger foods, chilled wine, and charcuterie laid awaiting us.

“Oh! But there are only two chairs! Sir, can you ask if there are any extra available for our guest?” I question, but I feel someone tug on my arm.

“No need. Let the guys sit on those stuffy chairs. You sit with me on the bed! Axil, let her go!” she growls and tugs at my arm. Sir sighs exasperated, but he lets me down. Before she can drag me away, he places a kiss on my lips and Bunny crooks his finger over to Wolf. She deflates and goes over to him as he leans in and whispers something in her ear, swatting her ass.

“I’ll behave, I promise.”

“Somehow I doubt that,” Sir rolls his eyes, placing his hands in his pockets, watching her drag me away.