LONGING

Hands intertwined and the heat started to burn inside, Sumire and Mort were alone inside the carriage. The maiden stared at his face. She still couldn't believe that Mort is here. That she was with him now, right next to him and they were still holding hands.

The constellation of stars in Sumire's midnight eyes was shining and her sweet smile was painted on her face. They exchange deep and longing gazes. The warmth of his gaze seemed to penetrate her skin. The heated stare in them made her heart and blood race.

Sumire could hardly contain her happiness right now. She could barely conceal her delight. All her worries vanished into the air like a bubble upon seeing him. She forgets what she heard about the threat that Mort will face in Nort Le Frère.

The maiden gulped as her eyes landed on Mort's lips. She was tempted to kiss him. Her lips twitched in the desire to taste it. She was having second thoughts about what she wanted to do. Sumire felt her knees weaken at the thought. Such was the effect of a Mort Dmitriv Aslanov on her. And this is the only man who can make her do that.

On her last gulp, fighting the urge to kiss him, her gaze shifted to Mort's emerald eyes. It was dark with passion which made Sumire slightly gasped. Her heart skip a beat and started to pound fast. She almost melted in his warm gaze on her, which put her on a burning fire.

Mort caressed her skin, running his hand up and down her arm as she leaned her head onto his shoulder. He kissed her hand, temple, and she closed her eyes.

"Mort..." Sumire uttered softly his name and in split seconds, their lips locked. It was gentle and the hunk started to kiss her impatiently.

Sumire quickly moved and sit on Mort's lap. Under her undergarment, she immediately felt his big arousal bulging hard beneath his pants. The maiden gasped when she felt that familiar thing. She almost ran out of breath because of their deep and intense kiss. With that lone kiss, Sumire felt herself getting hotter and wetter.

'Oh, my God....' Sumire gasped when she felt Mort's one hand on her legs, teasingly tracing towards the middle of her thighs.

Mort wasted no time, he immediately put his hands inside her thin undergarment which made Sumire arch her back and a moan escaped from her lips. She immediately covered her mouth with her hand, afraid that the man driving the carriage might hear her.

They continued to kiss with passion, urgency, and desire. Sumire found herself lost in his overwhelming need and fervor. He kissed her deeply, kissed her cheeks, and lips traveled on her jaw, her neck, and continued to bestow attention to that spot on her throat. Sumire thought she'd explode from that alone.

One hand reached the lace of his dress revealing her cleavage on his sight, Mort lowered the strap of her brassiere. Dipping his head to suckle her breast, Mort's lips burn and mark her skin. Sumire ran her fingers through his hair as he continue giving her pleasure.

Mort slid his big two fingers on her glistening delicious wet core, teasing her slick folds. and start pumping her. Eyes rolled up in pleasure, Sumire bit her lower lip sexily as she was raggedly breathing. She surrendered in pure bliss.

A small mewl of pleasure escaped her as his fingers traced her clit, ran along the edge of her sex before slipping down, enjoying the moisture coating the passage of the lips. Mort slowly moved his large finger into the honeyed valley. He placed his thumb on the head of the bud and she gave a deep and erotic moan.

Mort suckled harder on her breast, taking into his cool mouth the sensitive nerves and reddening it. He increased the pleasure on her clit and Sumire's body tensed, she was assaulted by the intense pleasure. Shuddering, she fell limp against him as she reached and passed a quick peak.

After her delicious release, Mort bring his finger to his lips and lick it, tasting her while his green eyes bright with dark passion and locked on her. Breathless and eyes half closed, Sumire felt weakened, and her thighs quivered in so much pleasure. She could feel him watching as the orgasm enveloped her.

Sumire needed more. It wasn't enough to assuage the ache of months of not seeing him. After she regained strength, the maiden attempted to unzip Mort's pants but the hunk stopped her. She badly wants to feel him inside her.

"Once you open it, there's no stopping, Sumire." Mort threatened her in a sexy tone and look deeply into her eyes with a warning.

Sumire swallowed hard hearing him in a sexy groan. She wants him inside but the time and place won't allow them. The maiden sighed heavily and giving Mort a smack on the lips.

"I love you," Sumire said, pouting as she sat down properly on his lap and fix her dress, especially since they were close to their destination.

"I love you more." Mort replied.

After an hour, they all reached the palace. From the huge carriage, Mort and Sumire came out together. Holding her waist, the hunk helps her down. Lyric, Leroy, and Narco looked at them suspiciously, which made Sumire blush hard. Her cheeks burning in red with embarrassment and excitement. She already had Mort's jacket draped around her waist as if she was hiding something. And they all noticed the disheveled hair of Mort and his shirt.

"Damn, you two can't really hold back and wait?" Laurel laughed, teasing them as she elbowed Klauss on her side who was just silent.

The silver-white-haired man doesn't budge in his place. His facial muscles are dead and relaxed. Klauss looks like a stone due to the icy cold expression on his face.

"Smile a little bit, dude. Don't make it too obvious that you want to kill someone." Laurel laughingly said as she whispered to him.

Klauss responded with an evil look. He was in no mood for jokes right now. He had noticed earlier that the knights wanted to decapitate Mort. He kept a wary eye out for signs of the enemy. It seems that they did not go there for their safety but for his Boss's head. And whatever was stopping them from doing that he was no longer interested. The important thing is he knows that they are no longer safe in this foreign land.

"You are boring, shh," Laurel said and she left Klauss on her side. She went to Narco's place who was now in deep thought, murmuring alone.

"How can I kill him?" Narco asked himself. Laurel heard him loudly and was slightly stunned.

"Who are we going to kill?" Laurel whispered, standing close to him. Narco looked at the clear blue sky and the wind messed up his hair revealing his pair of golden eyes.

"Who knows?" Narco said with a grin.

Everyone looked in the same direction when a Butler appeared to them who was just as tall as Blanche. He has pale white skin but fewer muscles. The Butler is wearing all black and with black round eyeglasses without lenses. He motioned the Queen's carriage to go the other pathway and the rest just stayed there waiting for the Butler to do next. No one speaks. Dreygur, whose eyes were red from crying, put on sunglasses to hide it. He came down and this time Cataleia is with him hugging his arm.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Hades, one of the loyal and strongest Butler of the Queen. I am here to guide the VIP guests and provide for all their needs. Feel free to call me anytime and you can ask me anything."

After hearing those words, Leroy, Narco, and Lyric meaningfully exchange glances. The three of them raised their hands together and smiled mischievously at Hades who bowed his head, allowing them to speak.

"Great! We're famished. Can you bring some food to the room we will occupy for the three of us. Oh! and we want to share the same room, please." Leroy spoke and Hades nodded to him.

"Right away, dear." The Butler replied and waited for the others to see if they had any more requests. Laurel raised her hand.

"I want to be alone in the room and I want wine and raw peanuts," Laurel said and Hades nodded to her. Klauss followed after her request.

"I want a room right next to Boss Mort."

Klauss said while pointing at Mort which shocked Sumire. She turned to Klauss who gave her a piercing stare with an eyebrow sternly raised. The maiden's eyes turn into narrow slits.

'I can't tell if I like his loyalty to Mort or I want to punch him in the throat.' Sumire said at the back of her mind. She thought Klauss was like Mort's tail and that he was very overprotective of his Boss even though Mort was stronger and better than him. It made her wonder if Klauss had feelings for his Boss. His entire life is dedicated to Mort. He has no more fun, no leisure time because he prefers to be tagging wherever his Boss were.

"How about you, Sir Mort?" Butler Hades turned to Mort who immediately looked at Sumire on his side.

"What do you think?" The hunk asked. Sumire blushed in red again and shyly look at him.

"We can't share a room but... I want your room next to mine." Sumire replied with a smile. They stare deeply at each other but they were interrupted when Hades clapped thrice.

"Then I will do all your requests. For now, you can roam around." Hades said and bid them bye. Lyric, Leroy, and Narco ran to the wide palace lawn like children.

"Yoohooooo!" They all shouted at the same time as if they were birds tasting their freedom after they got out of the cage.

Even though the area was wide in size, the three of them went around it in less than five minutes. Cataleia's eyes widen as she saw them chasing and kicking one another's butt. She was weirded out by their actions. This was the first time she had seen this place lively and seen people playing around. This place is very proper. It makes her wonder if they are from a third-world country, and belong to the lowest class in society.

"They are pitiful," Cataleia commented while eyeing them pitiably which stopped Sumire. Dreygur also looked at Cataleia, who obviously had no idea what she was saying. And the way she looks at Narco and the twins, Cataleia felt sorry for them.

"Don't be fooled by their looks. They can kill you in a second without looking." Dreygur whispered, hoping Mort wouldn't hear him.

"Oh, sorry." Cataleia quickly take back what she said and return her gaze to the three boys. 'so they're just a bunch of weirdos...' said Cataleia in her mind. She then shifted her gaze to Mort who was just looking at Sumire.

'I'm gonna be honest. I love Dreygur so much, I admit that the gap between him and Mort is far too different even though Dreygur has royal status.' said Cataleia as if studying the hunk's whole appearance and personality with just one look. She could sense this man was deadly and dangerous.

Sumire noticed Cataleia in the way she looked at Mort. Cataleia met her eyes.

"He is my fiancè. The man I am going to marry." Sumire said with a sweet smile as she held Mort's hand and lifted it to see the engagement rings they both wearing.

"Congratulations," Cataleia replied. She genuinely smiled not even faking her sincerity to them. Even though she had planned his death along with her, she expresses a genuine emotion towards them. Whatever she was about to do was because of his love for Dreygur. She harbors no anger nor resentment towards the maiden. It doesn't occur to her.

"Thank you!" Sumire enthusiastically responded that her smile reaches her eyes. Her presence is like a ray of sunshine while Mort standing menacingly huge oozing an aura of darkness around and had no reaction on his face. He remained stoic, silent, and dangerously cold as he was already looking at Cataleia.

"I am Laurel and this is Klauss." Laurel suddenly butts in and pointed the white-haired man next to her.

"Cataleia." She replied curtly and shook Laurel's hand and goes the same with Klauss.

"Are you two a couple?" Cataleia curiously asked making Laurel burst into unwomanly laughter as she tapped Klauss's shoulder three times.

"He loves his Boss too much to pay attention to someone like me." Laurel laughingly replied. Cataleia cast a skeptical look on them with two eyebrows slightly raised.

"You two look good together," Cataleia said sincerely as Laurel coughed and put her arm on Klauss's shoulder. She slightly leaned to Klauss and brought her face close to him.

"You heard her, right? You heard her. I knew we are perfectly made for each other. How about you buy me a ring?" Laurel sneered as Klauss's face darkened.

"How about I wring your neck?" Klauss said wearing a poker face and didn't even bother to look at her. Laurel gasped, hands grip on her shirt and holding onto her chest, looking hurt by his word.

"Ouch, you are breaking my heart here. Just so you know I feel sorry for you that's why I decided to accompany you until you grow old." Laurel continued teasing him which made Klauss's head throb in pain. He silently asked in his mind if Laurel really didn't have the slightest shame left on her body Or was she just born shameless?

"I have no plans of growing old," Klauss responded coldly to Laurel.

"See?" Laurel said to Cataleia and pointed again at Klauss, telling her the reason why they can't be together.

"How about those three giant kids?" Cataleia pointed to the three boys who still running around like wild stray cats.

"Oh, the twins are Leroy and that's lyric. The tanned guy with them is Narco, son of Mort." Laurel said casually and crossed her arms on her chest at the same time.

Words left her lips, Cataleia didn't know what to say after hearing the last sentence. Nor did she know how to react to what she just found out.

"So, he is-"

"Ah, no. He's not married yet. Narco is his only child. You know, Mort was wild in bed in his teenage days. He beds countless women to the point he got someone pregnant." Laurel kiddingly said making Cataleia gasp and bringing her hands to her mouth in disbelief.

Laurel's face was so serious that Cataleia was tricked into believing her lies. Sumire was already blushing hard, trying to suppress her laughter.

"Ohh... I... uhm... I don't know what to say but... uhm..." Stammered, Cataleia was unable to put her thought into words as she didn't expect it coming. She was caught off guard. The truth that Laurel just made up.

"She was just kidding." Amused seeing her reaction, Sumire laughingly butted in. Cataleia looked at her, completely puzzled.

"Narco is his real son, but adopted one," Sumire added in a serious tone and flash a bright smile making Cataleia breathe a sigh of relief.

"Oh, God," Cataleia said and the three of them let out a loud guffaw echoing in the air.

"You got me."