Straddling him, I grip his length and slowly lower myself to him. My head tips back and I let out a moan of satisfaction. It’s as if I’m not whole until we’re connected to one another. Then, and only then, do I feel like everything is perfect in the world. Luke is all I need to survive. He’s imperative to my well-being, but not because of his protection of me. No, he’s everything I need wrapped up into one person. One man who is mine and mine alone. The air is crisper when he’s around. The sky is bluer and the grass greener. He’s my dream come true. Literally. There’s no limitation to what I can do with him by my side. I feel like a new woman, a better woman.
His hands grip my hips, and quickly roll me over, as we jockey for position. I’m thankful for his king-sized bed or else we’d be on the floor. He begins to thrust into me in deep, languid movements.
“You. Are. Mine,” he says between each pump of his hips. “Mine, Ali. Do you hear me?”
He bends to take my nipple into his mouth, biting down just the way I like. My back arches off the bed as electricity shoots from my breast straight to my core.
“Say it, Alison. Say you’re mine.” He’s flicking my nipple with his tongue in between bites, and it’s driving me wild. My heels dig into his firm ass, pulling him to me.
Breathily, I rasp, “I’m yours, Luke. Always.”
He brings his mouth to mine and plunges his tongue within. He’s pumping into me faster. My nails are scoring his back. His fingers fist my hair, pulling it, giving a quick, sharp pain as he tries to get deeper; his mouth more possessive. We’re holding each other as if our lives depend on it.
I’m close, so close, but not able to get the sweet release I seek so desperately. Moving my hand down between us, I rub my clit, chasing after my orgasm.
We break our lips apart to gasp for air. “I love it when you touch yourself.”
He lifts his head to look between us. I do the same and the sight is very erotic. His dick pushing into me, my hand furiously rubbing over my swollen nub. It sends me soaring. My eyes close as my body spasms in the most blissful way.
Luke is powering into me and two hard thrusts later he calls out my name. His body tenses as he fills me. He draws out his orgasm, and mine, with a few more pumps of his pelvis before relaxing on top of me, yet keeping the majority of his weight from me.
His skin is slick against mine. We’re both out of breath and our hearts are racing. He rolls us to our sides, then reaches over to open the damask to let the semi-cool night air in. I’ve noticed that while the days are warm, so are the nights, but my body is getting used to it. Where I was warm all the time when I first arrived, now I’m wearing long sleeved shirts at night, and sometimes during the day, like everyone else.
He kisses along my jaw. I flex my inner walls to grip his softening length. “I love it when you do that,” he murmurs.
“I love it when you’re inside of me.” And I love not having to use a condom with him. It makes everything all the better. We feel everything. I admitted to not being with anyone in quite a while, and he confessed the same. He said once he started dreaming of me, no other woman could compare. I’ve seen the way women flirt with him. It happened a lot when I first arrived, but he quickly tempered it down by telling them he wasn’t interested and showing affection to me when we were out.
We did find out from Stephanie that she asked me to drink the tea, because she knew we would be sleeping together soon. This way we wouldn’t have to worry about me getting pregnant. She also said I’m very fertile and to keep drinking the tea until we’re ready for kids. Kids. I’m so not there yet.
The moonlight is falling upon the bed. I can see the hard planes of Luke’s body and the strong angles of his face as he pulls back to look at me. He cups my cheek with one hand, gently rubbing his thumb over my skin.
Our eyes lock and he speaks so quietly I almost don’t hear him. “I love you, Alison.”
Tears form in my eyes. He loves me. This gorgeous prince loves me. Boring Alison from middle of nowhere Colorado. Emotion clogs my throat and I bury my face in his neck. I can’t speak. Not yet at least. It’s too much, more than I thought it would be if I ever heard him utter those words. He holds me tight, his hand loosening the bun from the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair until it’s lying at my back.
Never would I have thought I could fall for someone so quickly, but I have. He deserves to hear those words from me as well. Not because he said them and I feel obligated to reciprocate, but because I mean them.
“I love you, too,” I murmur into his skin, as I kiss a path from his collarbone to his chin. “I love you so much it scares me.”
He pulls back to look me in the eyes. “I will never hurt you, Alison. You’re the only woman I want. Please know this is the truth. You’re all I need.”
I nod as tears run hotly down my cheeks. He’s become too important to me to ever let go. I’m glad the peace treaty was signed and there are no other kingdoms out there that could war with Azure. The thought of him going into battle makes my chest constrict.
“You have all of me, Luke. Heart, mind, body, and soul. I’m yours.”
“And I’ll protect you with my life,” he says seriously.
We touch, kiss, and profess our love with our bodies, all through the night, until we both fall asleep in each other’s arms while the sun starts to rise in the sky. Luke pulls the damask closed as I begin to fall into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
The next morning Luke finds my backpack and fills it with fruits, cheese, bread, and other necessities for a picnic. We walk to the stables and mount his gorgeous black horse. With a slow trot, we make our way to the field of azure flowers that I love so much. Picnics have become regular for us. A nice break to get away from everyone and everything.
We stop closer to the edge of the woods by the old cottage. Luke hops off first and offers his hand to me to help me down. Once on the ground, I pat the horse’s neck then bend to run my fingers over the silky petals of the flowers. There’s something so magical about them. They draw me to them, making me want to lay down in their beauty and never leave.
Reaching into my bag, he withdraws a large ivory blanket. With a quick flick of his wrists, the blanket is spread out. The horse wanders off to the edge of the field, near the cottage, to eat the tall grass that’s grown there. Luke takes the backpack, removes the food, and places it out for us.
I sit and he situates himself behind me, with his legs on either side of mine. Leaning into him, I take a minute to close my eyes and soak up the warm sun that’s beating down on my skin. The sky is cloudless and the air is refreshing as it moves through my lungs. It’s not long before I feel something cool against my lips.
“Open,” Luke commands teasingly.