An iceling in mirkwood ~ thranduil love story

Chapter 14 ~ what love feels like

"What are you doing?!" Helke cried out, stumbling away from the prince as his lips caught hers.

"Helke, please it is not only my father's heart that you hold" he begged but helke had already fled in the other direction, soft frost covering the ground.

Unknown to both of them someone had seen the prince's stunt. Kalwa, an elvish princess from a far off land had been trying to get legolas to ask for her hand in marriage many times. All those times legolas had refused (as politely as he could), saying someone else had stolen his heart. Kalwa now though it was time for some pay back against the elvish prince...

Helke sprinted back to the king's hall's quickly and to thranduil's chambers, breathing hard. She thought legolas was her friend? But now he had feelings for her too? To make things worse he was the son of the man she loved! Just as she sat on the bed thranduil came in and it looked as if helke had been sitting there obediently the whole time.

"I am sorry I was so long" thranduil said as he shut the door behind himself.

"It's alright, it was nice to have time to myself" she lied.

"You do not enjoy my company?" Asked the king as he sat by helke.

"Of course I do" helke said and she placed her head on his shoulder. She looked up and her heart caught in her mouth when her white eyes met his green-blue ones. She leaned up and pressed her lips to his passionately. His hands threaded themselves into her white long hair and deepened the kiss still. He picked her up and lay her down softly And climbed on top of her and caught his lips with hers again. She pressed the length of her body to his and gasped when she felt something press against her thigh.

"Do not be afraid" he whispered gently and ice collected below her. "I will not hurt you" he said and kissed her neck softly. She moaned quietly and he kissed her soft spot and began to lick and nibble it softly, creating a small red mark.

"Thranduil" she almost begged, clawing at his silk clothing. She unclasped the brocade fabric with unsure fingers and marvelled at his well toned chest and arms as she pulled it off.

"You my dear, are still fully dressed" he smirked and untied the front of her light blue silk dress. She sat up as he pulled it off gently and threw it on the ground. His eyes roamed helke's bare body hungrily as he slipped off his boots and trousers.

"What's happening?!" Asked helke suddenly, sitting up quickly.

"Do not be alarmed. This is what love feels like" he comforted and she slipped down again and allowed her to nip and lick at her neck and shoulder blade. She threw off his crown and his silver blond hair tickled her body. She giggled sweetly and pulled his hair back so that it rested on his back as he worked his lips down her neck. She cried out as his lips latched onto her breast and She arched into his touch, a strange new pleasant hotness coursing through her body.

"I love you" he said looking back up at her and pressed his lips to hers.

"I love you to" she said smiling at her king.

"this will only hurt for a minute" he promised and she nodded nervously, staring into his eyes before he entered her gently....

During intercourse helke had managed to suppress the ice which threatened to creep out, just from pure excitement. She panted as the king collapsed next to her, she had never felt anything so wonderful in all her life (although she had been alive for a very short time). It felt very strange for thranduil, having not had intercourse ever since his wife had died and was not use to the after feeling, the basking in the pleasure. He covered helke with the soft silver silk blanket and she began to get drousey.