Chapter 25

I watch the streets pass as the limousine heads to the northeastern side of town. Although Lotross is the capital of Symphrain, it is located in the northern part of a province once known as Ontario, back when this part of the continent was Canada. A memory surfaces to mind, the one where my history teacher taught us how the Kingdom of Symphrain came to be.

As children, we are taught that the northernmost part of the country and its provinces were spared from World War Three due to the low population. But after the war-torn country crumbled, the Nightwood family took charge in helping those in need of food and stability make their way to Symphrain, where the wealthy family’s manor stood. Slowly it grew into a large city, the Palace being built two hours away from the original manor where a city soon started. And as the population grew with technological advances taking place and the lands once destroyed by bombs became fertile again, more towns and cities appeared. Thus Symphrain was renamed Lotross, and the Nightwood family renamed the country Canada to the Kingdom of Symphrain.

“Alekai, how long will it take us to reach where we are going?” I ask, turning to face him and leaning into his body.

“About two hours.” He answers, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer, his hands running through my hair. I have a hunch about where this limousine is taking us. The memory reminds me that the original manor was located by a secluded lake about north to northeast of the city, and only the royal family and their relatives could enter the well-guarded area. But I still wanted to be sure where we were going.

“Are you going to tell me where we are going?” I ask, nuzzling his jaw and trailing kisses, hoping my charm can break his calm façade.

“Do you really want to know?” He chuckles, moving quickly and maneuvering us to where I find myself on my back with him on top of me, kneeling between my legs.

“Yes,” I whisper, my breath hitching as he leans forward, trailing kisses from my collarbone, up my neck and ending beside my ear, his heavy breathing causing my body to react as my lower abdomen starts to feel heavy with need.

“Well, Songbird, it’s a surprise.” Alekai chuckles in my ear, biting the sensitive lobe before turning to capture my lips with a dominating kiss. His tongue delves into mine, and I submit, wrapping my legs around his waist as I grind into him, feeling the hard bulge through the fabric of our clothing.

The kiss ends, leaving me gasping for breath, but he doesn’t stop there. His lips trail down my neck and over the swell of my breasts, where one hand pulls my shirt down, leaving my breasts on display for Alekai to do as he sees fit. His lips quickly find my perked nipple, sucking the hard bud into his mouth as he swirls his tongue around it, teasing the small bud and making me moan loudly as the ache between my legs grows. Breast milk begins to flow, and Alekai drinks his fill while his free hand trails down my stomach and pushes the skirt and thong I wear aside. His fingers find my soaking wet pussy, teasing the entrance with slow circles. His lips switch from the now thoroughly abused nipple to the neglected one, once again teasing and suckling from me while one finger slips inside, another lewd moan being coaxed out of me.

“What's wrong, Lyra?” he asks, slightly condescending.

“I… I want you.” My voice is a needy whimper, surprising even myself at how wanton I sound.

“Aw, why’s that, Little Songbird?” He continues, slipping another finger inside me.

“B… Because I am horny.” I admit, my face flushing in embarrassment. Alekai chuckles, his lips descending onto mine as he claims me in a kiss, his tongue dancing with mine as I taste the creaminess of my breast milk on his lips. I find myself grinding against his fingers, moaning into the kiss as my body heats, aching to feel Alekai deep inside me, filling me. But he pulls away, his fingers slowly working their magic inside me as he watches me, moaning and begging for him to fill me.

“Not yet, Lyra.” He chuckles, his fingers speeding up. I feel my walls twitch, my thighs growing wet with my juices as I try to find release, but he taunts me, pulling his fingers out and only rubbing the entrance to my pussy. Too wrapped up in the pleasure, my mind a haze of need and wanting to be filled, I fail to notice the car stop or that I have been moved inside wherever we arrived. I find myself on a large bed naked and on my hands and knees with Alekai behind me, keeping me from falling onto the soft mattress while his tongue slides across my dripping pussy, diving deep inside me. I scream his name as he feasts on my cum, my walls finally having enough of his torture while I cum. I hear a deep chuckle, my body wanting to fall onto the bed, but his hands hold my hips, making me stay on my hands and knees as he positions himself behind me, rubbing the tip of his hard cock against me.

“Please.” I whimper, turning to look back at him.

“Please, what, Lyra?” Alekai asks, slowly inserting the tip before pulling out, my body shivering.

“Please fill me.”

“With pleasure, Songbird.” With that Alekai thrusts hard inside me, forcing a long moan out of my throat as he groans with pleasure. He takes me from behind, fingers digging into me as I try to match his speed, my body moulding like clay in his hands. I want to curse the serums, but the pleasure reminds me that I belong to the man who holds my body close to his from behind, his lips kissing and biting my skin as he moans my name.

He abruptly pulls out of me, manipulating my jelly-like body onto my back before thrusting inside once more, my body trembling as I cum again, feeling Alekai stiffen above me before the unmistakable heat of his seed releasing inside me brings my pleasure high down. He presses his body weight on me, wrapping his arms around my body and rolling us over, with me resting on top of him and his cock still deep inside me, twitching.

Our breaths are ragged, the intensity of our lovemaking different from before. And then I feel it.

The chain I was used to being around my neck slides off. My neck feels lighter as Alekai removes the chain from where it fell on his body and places it on the side table, just within reach.

“Why?” I ask, looking up at Alekai.

“Because I love you. I want the woman I love to rule beside me as an equal, not as someone I own.” He answers, hugging me closer to his body.

“You love me?” I ask in a whisper, my voice cracking as I try to keep the tears from falling.

“I love you, Lyra.” He answers warmly, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. I lose the fight as tears flow happily down my face, and I bury my face in the crook of his neck. My heart feels light as I realize what I have been fighting for the last few weeks.

“I love you too, Alekai.”