22 My love. (Chapter 21)

All worry, all fear was gone when I heard him say those words to me. Our lips met softly in the middle. My eyes closed to enjoy the sensation of pleasure. His rough hand reaches out and pins me against the floor whilst His lips were consuming mine. His hand slid down my arm prying open the button on my shirt. His hands were so warm I let out a cry as my body needed more. He releases my lips and places Multiple gentle kisses upon my neck working his way down until he was restricted by my clothing. I feel my body arch forwards Into him as he gets deeper down my body. His hand slips under my shirt tracing the outline of my bra, teasing me. I felt his body become more forceful as we found our rhythm together. He quickly moves his strong hands along my waist toying with me. I let out soft moans in absolute pleasure, I was enjoying this. I sit up to remove his jacket and shirt outlining his scar with the tips of my fingers. I place a kiss on it. He quickly recovers and His hands skill fully removes each piece of clothing from my body. He stops, just to admire his work, studying each and every speck, as if I were a canvas to paint. His golden eyes, look deep into me wanting to see my soul. He presses his firm body on top pinning me to the floor. Heat rises as I feel his hands between my legs, as he removes my trousers. The tree acting as our shield from the world every piece of clothing had been removed from our bodies. His hands and lips grow more desperate, more aggressive, exploring all areas on my body. I see his need for me grow as he whispers my name. I find I am under his beautiful body, I like that he took charge. I wrapped my arms around his neck, Leaving small scratches on his back. I kept seeing myself in the reflection of his eyes with my black hair sprawled out on the grass. He toys with my scared areas but removes his hands before I have time to take pleasure. I've had enough of the games and so did he. I felt him slip deeply into my garden, ravaging. Going deeper and deep reaching places no man ever has. I moan in a disgusting sound of pleasure as it echoes throughout the forest. He goes deeper and deeper as I feel my body arch accepting him. My heart is so full. I was completely his. I feel his body dominate over mine. My legs and body shake and pulsate as I feel his strokes get stronger and faster exploring all my restricted areas. I can't help but calling out his name as he bestows me with such pleasure and I don't care. For tonight, he was mine and I was his. Our sweaty bodies rubbed together as we entwined ourselves to each other. "Don't stop" I manage to say out of breath. His smile forms as he calls out my name ravaging hard into me going in and out feeling his juices sprawl out all over me. I liked his raw and rough technique. The pain and pleasure had mixed together for me to cry out in absolute joy as he made love to me. Enraptured, the sound of our pleasure was lost in the Darkness. Our bond was sealed.

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We put our clothes back on and smiled glowing with fulfilment as our bond had finally been sealed. The sun was upon the horizon so we must be back to the castle before anyone gets suspicious. We make our way through the woods gleaming with joy our fingers entwined just like our souls for eternity. Now he truly was mine and so I was his.

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We arrive back to the castle, Damien gave me a long hot kiss as we wouldn't be able to sneak off for a long time. He pushes me against the wall kissing and sucking hoping to get enough taste to last him till we are alone next.

"I will miss you." He looks into my eyes and says wrapping my hair gently in his hand.

"I will miss you" I say with a pained smile. He lets go and we walk in side by side. The castle is alive, more than usual. There is also more patrol on. Two soldiers approach us. They bow to me but not to Damien.

"Prince Damien" they say, "you are under arrest for murder." (!)

"WHAT!?" We simultaneously object.

"WHY WHAT?" I shriek in fear. I look to Damien, he is so confused. The soldiers circle him and grab him by his biceps on each side. Damien struggles a little so they kick him in his knee causing him to fall to the floor. They pick him up forcefully and start to drag him off to the side of the castle.

"WHERE ARE YOU TAKING HIM?!"

"The dungeons Princess."

"I haven't done anyth-" Damien objected so one of the guards vigorously punched him repeatedly in the stomach restricting Damien's speech and air flow. He tried to fight but they Almost broke his arm in restraining him. Damien was strong, but not when he was outnumbered, or exhausted. The Valtor dungeons were horrifying, I would not allow Damien to go in there. The guards are unforgiving to the criminals. The tortures are unbearable, most men go mad within the first day. Regaining my nerve I say " I command you to release him into my custody."

"I'm sorry Princess, I cannot release him as I am under orders to take him to the dungeons and torture a confession out of him." My heart froze as I could feel my eyes going dark.

"Under whose authority?" I say absolutely astounded.

"King Ryan Darvos, your brother Princess."

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I burst open the grand doors to the hall with a flick of my wrist. My powers in full swing due to my rage being unquantifiable. I disarm all the guards with a wave of my arm and walk straight into the hall. My eyes black as I was bewitched by indignation. Damien was wrongfully being dragged off to be tortured and I wouldn't allow that to happen. I see Ryan bitterly sitting on the throne. His expression cold and sour. No love no warmth all gone from his face. His ocean eyes that once lit up a room were frozen and left an icey look in his eyes. But right now my focus was Damien.

"Ryan!" He didn't look up. He didn't even acknowledge me.

"What is it?" Slithered out of his mouth. This was not my big brother that I saw a mere few hours ago.

"What are you doing arresting Damien-"

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE SPEAK HIS NAME IN-FRONT OF ME!" He erupted throwing his finger to my face and the whole room stood silent watching their king. "The Lightning's have been taken for isolation until I can figure out what to do with them. But DAMIEN. The shit. Will rot in our dungeons for eternity. Everyday wishing to be his last." His expression was lethal and his words were like poison.

"Why, he was with me. What did he do? Brother, you know what you know about him. Don't punish me. He didn't even do anything he was with me remember!!?" I explain.

"No Karina, this murder took place before the tournament." He shook with rage. "The victim was found in his room, naked, stabbed repeatedly with a sword not made by any Man on Valtor. We saw the make was similar to his fathers sword. It was him Karina."

"What !? He didn't kill anyone RYAN!"

"Tell that to the victims family." Ryan was crying but it didn't show in his voice. I saw Drake next to him also shedding tears wiping them as they came down. I looked too and fro hoping one of them would enlighten me on this situation. But alas, they both avoided my eyes.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!? WILL SOMEONE TELL ME PLEASE!"

"KARINA!" Drake shouts. "The VICTIM....it's Isla."