Chapter 114 HIS WOMAN

FIRA’S POV

I tiptoed, initiated the kiss. He responded to me. That was different from all of our kisses because the slowness, the gentleness, the affection, the admiration was fully sensated. His hand went to my neck, caressing it while opening my uniform. He would probably do that because we were going to swim.

He moved down, grabbed my thighs, and lifted me. Our lips were still flued together when we jumped to the cliff and felt the coolness of the water. Pyro laughed at me when I hugged my own body and chilled.

“The color in your face faded.” He chuckled, swam towards my back, and fused my hair together in his hands. I had no idea what his trip was. He was combing my hair with his finger. After that, he put all the strands on my right shoulder.

I gasped an air when I felt his lips at my back, kissing it with the most tenderness. His lips went to my nape. I tilted my face to the opposite side, giving him all access to my neck. I shut my mouth as I felt that he was caressing me.

He went to my ear and whispered. “Another secret?”

I chuckled a bit before I answered. “What is it?”

“All that I say…comes from my heart. Bring our memories to where you’ll go.” He settled his chin at my shoulder, hugging me coming from my back. He gave small kisses to every skin that touched his lips. “Just wondering. What will be the future if our ranks are at the same level? Would we be contented? Damn. Maybe now, we are creating our own family like your parents.”

My eyes shed tears. I could see in my mind how happy my family was, from the morning we wake up until the evening. Far from the duty and responsibilities of a royal, just like him. Far from the chaos that he was experiencing. Forcing to marry the woman he did not love. Pushing to sit on the throne with any choices. Living the important person in his life. Abandoning the happiness.

This is what he is saying. Becoming a royal is another story, the story of grief, sacrifices, and pain.

He dragged me to the side that no one could see us even though they peep on the river. He pushed me gently to the big rock there. I stared at his face, from his forehead down to his thick eyebrow. I wanted to shout how much I loved him. That I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life.

But my mouth was sealed. No words. No voice.

All I did was move my head near him, giving him the best memorable delight kiss that he would never forget. I swaddled my arms on his neck and let the flow of the river serve as the background music for the swaying of our bodies and lips.

“Fira, not here.” The prohibition to himself was obviously heard. He was about to go away and pull me to climb up at the cliff when I held his hand and placed it to my cheek. “I want here, Dearest.”

He gazed at my face. He was observing if I was not joking and when he found out that what I was saying was what my mind, body, and soul wanted. He left no distance to our bodies. He gave me a French kiss, opening my mouth while inserting his tongue inside my warm mouth. I accepted it all by playing with his tongue, moving to where it moves, doing what it does, trying to be not so-called innocent in this thing because I was not.

I raised my things and enveloped them to his wait while our lips were busy. His hands could explore my body. I was nude, he could touch all my organs without any distraction. His hands went to my neck, slowly caressing my body down to my chest.

I caught his hand and brought it to the hugeness of my mound. “I want to feel it.” My voice was low while saying that I was trying to ease the blockage of my throat. I watched him move his hand to it with cherish.

I let my mouth open as he grabbed my perfectly formed mountain. He bent me a bit while touching my neck with his lips, traveling down to my chest. It was the slowest move he made compared to all our make out. He was planting small kisses to where his lips traveled, to my collar bone, to my shoulder, until he encircled his mouth to my mountain.

While watching him, it intensifies the ignition of my body. I did not know where to hold when he let me experience the taste of heaven.

“Damnj, Fira.” He could not take it anymore when he heard the sound of my moan. “You’re flawless. You’re gorgeous, especially when you don’t have clothes.”

The hotness that started to burn in my body intensified when I heard that. I could feel that his friend was ready to take me, but it was underwater. I had no idea if that was not harming me.

He licked my ear. “Raiden said it’s not good to make love underwater. It can cause irritation to our organs so let’s climb up and go to my room again.”

I looked at him sharply as he chuckled. “After teasing me? Crap!” I hit his shoulder.

He just laughed and winked. “In my room.”

I rolled my eyes for the first time in my entire life. I was annoyed with him. He was playing with me and then he would say, “Calm down.”

Wow! Crap!

We put our clothes on and then went back to the Elemental Kingdom with Pyro’s loud laugh. The guards who could see us were shocked, hearing how glad he was. I was irritable with him. If only they knew what he was laughing at, they would chuckle like him.

When we went to his room. He immediately took off all my coverings. He was so fast. I was unaware that I was lying on the bed again, for the second time tonight.

Tonight, he made me feel that I am a woman. I am his woman.

Not tomorrow.