The Prince's Duchess { Illyria Series 1 } - COMPLETED

Chapter 3: A Promise

Leo's POV:

I found myself back at Uncle's hunting lodge in my dream.

It was a private cottage used by the royal family's sons since the 1800s and it now serves as a vacationing home away from the hustle and bustle of the city.I had my own room here too.

I gently touched a wooden figure of a Lion with his cub and I suddenly missed the times when me and uncle would play hide and seek during summer.

"I miss you old man." I sighed. For the longest time, I had always looked up to him as my father instead of the one who actually sired me. My relationship with the King was at best described as "tolerating each other".

But something suddenly moved from my peripheral gaze, I turned and saw someone asleep in my bed.

Black Hair peeped from out of the fur covers which made me approach the bed cautiously

Could it be?

But before I could get to the bedside. The bed covers were thrown to the floors and my lady became visible.

An unfamiliar warmth crept into my body at seeing her again. It was a feeling I could not describe.

But all I know is that I missed her.

Odd. I never miss any of my past lovers, this was something new to me as I watched what she would do next.

She exclaimed something about her sight being back and her overjoyed expression captivated me; she looked like an innocent girl in her white nightgown which reached till her knees. But her full curves, rose-tinted lips, and heart-shaped face was definitely all woman.

My mouth almost watered at seeing her exposed thigh. That sweet-looking nightgown should be turning me off but it just made me want her more.

But as she hopped out of bed to gaze at the snowflakes outside by the window,I realized that she has not noticed me yet.

Well, I was being concealed by the shadows since I had positioned myself behind the bed curtains.

Taking a deep breath, I made my move and walked towards her. I then remembered that I needed to know her name but as the familiar scent of Lilies and Sweetpea wafted through the air, I suddenly wished to touch her so I trailed my fingers through her shoulders.

My baser instincts took over. She gasped as I embraced her from behind, I felt her fidget but she did not push me away.

A sense of peace came over me as I fitted her against me; somehow I always felt at ease whenever I am with this lady.

After I felt her relax against me and continued to look at the snowflakes, I concentrated so that I could make out a few features from her face, her eyes were dark brown like chocolate and she had a small pert nose and I found it oddly cute.

Then she turned towards me and I felt my heart race.

I forgot what I was going to ask and went for her lips.

She tasted like exquisite chocolate and I had a weakness for those, her lips were soft and incredibly warm as she tried to resist me but I was insistent so I angled myself differently and gently touched her tongue with mine, this must-have shocked her for she suddenly tried pulling back, cursing myself for being too impatient; I held her firmly without giving her room to escape and soon she stopped fighting me.

For someone like me, this was an intoxicating experience and it was just my first kiss with her.

I had never liked kissing, Sex does not mean I would have to offer my lips to every girl but I really liked kissing this one, she moaned as I started kissing her deeply while I stroked her back in circles.