𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

EMPRESS-IN-WAITING ~14

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Her little naked form tangled in the black sheets, her messy curls spread over his bare chest. Her lips were slightly parted as she snored quietly, her red cheeks and matching color hickeys proof of previous events.

      Her lashes fanned softly against her cheeks, her chest rising and falling with the steady beating of her heart. Dark onyx eyes with traces of gold rims watched her, marking every curve, mole, dimple of her body. Little arms wrapped around his large form, her head against his chest, her lips grazing his skin. His greedy hands traced the curves of her waist and spine, loving how his fingertips buzzed and tickled with warmth and feeling. Momentarily his hands would weave through her curls, twisting and combing through them.

This was bliss, right here, in his arms. His sleeping bride was all he wanted, needed, craved and finally got.

On the floor beside the bed sat three empty plates of strawberry pie. Yes, his little kitten had won, like she always did and would. Heck he didn't mind being her servant, as long as he got to be next to her. She had no idea how much of a gift she was, how much he loved her, how much she made his stomach stir with stupid butterflies. When she peaked up at him through her lashes he got weak in the knees, when she bit on that fucking lip of hers which he still wondered how it wasn't bleeding from how often she bit into it, he felt the very thin resolve he had whenever she was around snap.

Although we spoke about it and as usual Audrey didn't want me to make a ruckus I refused to let what Eloise Chandler did slide, she would pay for it. The words she had used on my mate were inexcusable, unforgivable. She had called her an omega, she called her future Queen an omega. She had dared to torture my mate with her past, her previous nightmares. I didn't want to disrespect my mates wishes so I would ease the punishment and deliver it with a warning. She needed to be reminded just who was in control here, soft, she called me soft. A dry chuckle left my lips at the thought. I would show her I was everything but soft. Only my Audrey deserved my tenderness, only her.

      It seemed my kingdom needed to be reminded of who was their king and who made them. Three centuries I have walked this empire, built every wall, every well, every stone hedge. I was there at the very beginning, the air was thick and heavy with death and blood. Tears stung my vision, guilt, dread and shame heavied my soul and I knew from that day that I couldn't let this happen again. I swear on my eternal soul to protect Audrey from everything, even me.

I watched her beautiful face, my fingers sliding along the apple of her cheeks.

"The darkness says it is a sin to love you, to want you, to have you. But I laugh for they know not of the red that peppers your cheek, nor the divinity that stains your lips, nor the sweet tranquility that you bring me. You will be my ruine little one, my very devastation. I have passed by millions of eyes, yet it was only yours that I fell in love with"

I dragged my fingers over her parted lips, tracing her Cupid's bow. These sweet lips could bring me to my knees and oh, how skillfully they did. "You deserve so much better than a cursed being burn from chaos, but I am too selfish to watch you leave me"

She began to stir in my arms and I stilled. A yawn left her lips and her eyes fluttered open, big dark shards melting into mine "Hi, you're awake?"