Mountains Vast and a Kingdom So Red

Chapter 10

On Leviys's last night with me, he waits for me in the hostel's lounge. As soon as my hoverboard is secure, his lips descend on mine. It's naughty, reminding me of how we held each other yesterday in the guest house, how amazing it felt for him to part my pussy with his tongue a second time. How I reduced him to growling and scratching me when I sucked his cock. We know exactly where we're going. He shifts and I ride him to the eighth ring, the coastline. Only a handful of visitors are there, and I fold my pants so they do not get sandy.

Levisy laughs. "You will get sand on them any way."

I shake my head, removing my blouse to show my breasts cupped in an intricate bandeau. Then go my pants, and he scowls, which I'm hoping is lust as he looks at the bottom, my ass cheeks uncovered. "You're so sexy, Mikah. You're fortunate no males are here to see."

"Why?"

"Because I'd kill them."

I laugh, guiding us to a nice spot in the water. "I'm not your mate, remember?"

"But I'm the only one giving you pleasure," he says, more wolf than boy.

I ask him about home. I ask him how he was as a boy, what is favorite food is, what his favorite season is and so on. He asks me for my favorite novel, my favorite memory, what I do when I'm sad. I think he's the only person to truly ask me these things. Of course, I have rapport with Tess, with Urisis, but my relationships with them are more professional, wrought because my parents arranged them. With Leviys, he is simply mine.

"I snuck this," he says to me when we're back inland. It's a bottle of sparkling wine.

"How'd you...?"

"My pack and I went to the tavern during your full day of being a princess. This is smothered in cherries, but not that syrup shit, real cherries."

I roll my eyes, but take a sip. "Okay pretentious wolf." It's delicious, I do not know how it is crisp and cold, but the gesture warms me.

He drinks a little bit. "Can't wolf mode drunk," he says, bracing his hand against his ear, watching me on my side.

"Ugh, I am cold. At least if we swim, I'll warm up." He agrees. We talk about Grenia and his friends. I am afraid if we speak of the future, it won't happen. Instead, I gather what facts I can about the young shifter.

"The fairies have a fourteen day sentence in prison along with being forbidden to enter my realm."

I frown. "Is it so serious that they need to be banned? Did they say they're sorry?"

Leviys face changes. "The punishment fits the crime. He's not just a member of the shifter pack, he is the alpha's son."

"But what about forgiveness? Does that count for anything?"

Leviys softens, a little. "It is scarcely parceled in my kingdom, princess. I imagine it is different with yours."

"Yes, forgiveness law is what my parents reinstated. So, it is not as if they invented it, they reinstated it because my mother's father was..."

"I'm sorry, Mikah, may we talk about anything else other than political tattle?"

I duck my head under the water, feeling embarrassed. He and I are on a date, and I am making things so serious. Once I've resurfaced he kisses me, and my body relaxes. My mind resolves to make him laugh. "I'm not sorry I am so breath takingly sexy."

"That you are, lovely." His erection pokes against my bathing suit, and my vagina tingles. Senselessly I grind on him, loving the sensation. Leviys wraps his arms tightly around me, claws protruding to tease my backside. Internally, I burn redder than my sigil, and I come.

Rather than a transformation, we journey to my estate with my hoverboard. His fright is so cute when we first take off. I knead his fur to calm him down. Upon our arrival, I check to make sure no candles are burning in the main house. My parents would mark it unusual for me to still be with my date. My wand unlocks the key to the four winged castle, and we find ourselves tangled. Before we can grace the bed befitted in white, frilly sheets, I tell him a shower is of utmost importance so I can remove the sand grains. "I shower alone," I say since he nearly pounces in.

"I detest dirty fur," he responds with a pout.

"Do not dare shake off the grime on my carpet," I warn him, as I am cleansing my neck with a sponge.

He growls, but as far as I know, is a good boy. I'm sated in my towel, humming along as he showers. In truth, the humming is a poor distraction from my desire to have him, completely. It is time we make love. As he dries himself in front of me–this guest bedroom is cramped–I give him sultry, bedroom eyes. Fuck me, fuck me. I cannot stand to wait.

Levyis walks to the armoir where he placed his belongings in a small drawer. In his fist is a condom.

"Am I making love to you, princess?"

"Yeah," I say, beckoning him.

Awe crests in me as he settles above me. My lilac pillow cases halo my head. I trace my fingertips around his pecs, his tan nipples, his back. His breath moves with mine, and he places part of his sheathed penis inside me.

"Oh," I say. "You are the first man inside me."

He does not put in more of himself, rather he smiles and delicately kisses my forehead. My wolf strokes my hair. "I am happy it is me. Let me know if you want to stop at anytime." I moan as he thrusts more of himself, and his cock gets all the way inside me. His hand touches my wetness spreading against my thighs then uses it to play with my clit. "Fuck. You already like sex, baby girl."