Nicklos

I couldn't bring myself to answer him. My body completely froze with shock. What was I doing here again? My brain had become a jumbled mess, each thought making absolute no sense. How could he be here if he was dead? Was this some kind of sick joke? Did he pretend to die so he could abandon me also?

No, my Nicklos would never do that. He cared for me. He always shielded me from the other men when ever he had the chance. Nicklos wouldn't just leave me like that. So who was this imposter? There was scuffling of feet behind him as Drake and Argus came into view.

I wouldn't say I was surprised to see Argus looked almost identical to his older brother. Despite his rich and deep voice, his features where soft and younger looking than that of Drake's. Almost like he was just fresh into adult hood. But now he was staring at me with his own dark blue angry voids. Would they kill me now I wonder? Knowing that I was indeed a burden?

"Aria, what are you doing here? I thought you would have gone back to the bedroom?" Drake filled the silence with his own flat voice. Clearly unimpressed I was ease dropping. I gave a nervous and dark laugh as I drew my eyes back to Nicklos.

"I got lost and was trying to find someone to direct me back to the room when I over heard you. I suppose I'm glad I did." I said bitterly. Nicklos flinched in response. "You are looking very alive Nicklos. Almost like every damn tear I shed was for absolutely nothing." I grimaced inwardly with how detached my voice had become. Even my nerves where starting to calm , the fear ebbing away with it. A huge empty void stood in it's place like a beacon .

"I didn't have a choice Aria. It was the only way I could help save you." His response was equal with detached enthusiasm. I scoffed and folded my arms across my chest. Save me, how cute.

"Right, was that going to be before or after Drakos had turned me into a mindless zombie I wonder. You know if I hadn't killed all those men, I probably would have been turned already. Even I can only endure so much suffering before I give in. So much for your righteous plan to save the day." I mocked him, hoping I pushed a nail into his heart. He remained unmoved, his face hardening as he stared.

"I'll admit I was late. With how strong you where, I thought you would have been safe until I found a way to set you free. I really am sorry Aria. It was never my intention to hurt you." Despite his hard look, his voice cracked with emotion. His eyes pleaded with me, hoping that I would forgive him. But my heart felt dead. The void had completely consumed me now. I felt nothing.

"It doesn't matter. You'll just kill me anyway so save your breath." I watched as his gold iris is darkened. He was truly angry now. I watched his jaw tighten and untighten as he flexed. Drake stepped around Nicklos and strolled up to me, grabbing my shoulders roughly. I could feel and see his pain, but I couldn't ignore the fact that I was wanted dead. A part of me also agreed as well.

"Seriously, you think we would actually kill you? I thought you knew better than that." I rolled my eyes and shoved him away from me. He wasn't about to condescend me. To be honest I barely knew him. I barely knew any of them.

"With all do respect, your majesty. How could I possibly assume that? I've only really met you two weeks ago, and the last five years you four have been prancing around with hidden identities. You didn't even know I was related to the King and Queen until today. Yet you have been friends with them, from what I assume, can only be awhile. How am I not suppose to be suspicious?" I bared my teeth at him. He growled in frustration, a hand passing through his hair aggressively before glaring towards the door he came out of.

"Leave us." Drake snapped the command without looking at them. I watched as they hesitated, lingering in the door before Drake snapped his head around to glare at them. With a single nod, Argus, Nicklos, and Lucius all left. But not before Lucius glared at me through tight slits. When they disappeared down the hall, Drake roughly grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me through the open door.

Angrily he turned on me, picking me up in the air, and dropping my butt on the table. My eyes widened as he dragged the mask off my face and angrily pressed his lips against mine. I tried to pull away, but he wove his hand through my hair and kept me enslaved against his hot lips. My lungs started to ache for air, so I pushed against him once again, letting out a soft whimper.

Angrily he pulled his mouth away from mine, but kept the distance close between us. I made him even more upset. His dark blue eyes where nearly black. I swallowed nervously as he placed his forehead against mine while he caught his breath. Nudging my legs aside, he pulled me against him to straddle, and with his free hand entrapped my body against his. I was a burning fire of emotions and desire. I wanted to quench his anger, but it was so hard to do when you where the cause. He wasn't deserving of my anger and pain. Deep down I knew he wouldn't ever hurt me, nor would he ever let anyone else.

"Why do you keep doing this to me? Have I ever given you a reason to doubt me? Given you a reason to loathe me?" His voice cracked, visibly upset and hurt. I gave a pitiful sigh before enveloping him into a hug, our bodies tight against each other. Where the void had once been, was replaced with pain. Because I hurt him with my own hurt.

"You are not the reason for my actions, although I apologize that you ended up being my target. I know you wouldn't hurt me, you proved that last night when you defended me against Silvus."

"Then why are you being like this?" He demanded. I inhaled shakily, my gaze resting upon my bare legs. Scars zigzagged and crossed over each other from years of abuse and war. As I stared at them, every pain that they once where resurfaced. I clutched at his chest as a sob wracked my body, my emotions becoming to much for me to handle.

"Because I loved him. H-he made me feel safe and warm. I never had to w-worry about being raped or abused when he was around. It was the first time in a long time that I felt human. He understood my pain and suffering because he lived through it with me, helped me to grow into the woman I am today. Then he died, I had to bury what I thought was his corpse. Soon after I was tossed into the Secret Project and subjected to more torture than I could handle. Now he is alive and well...I-I resent him. He left me to suffer." I sniffled and cried as I explained to him our relationship. My pain I felt when I thought he died. The lonely feelings resurfacing, the empty void fighting to over come me as I mentally tore myself to pieces.

Drake was silent as he listened to me sob, every cry wracked my body aggressively. I sniffled and pawed at my face, trying to compose myself in front of him. I even tried to push him away so I could have a moment to myself but he refused to move, like a stone cold statue. What does he think of me now? Does he hate me for having a previous lover?

"I'm going to kill that bastard." He muttered under his breath. I sniffled and angled my head to look up at him. His eyes where closed, but there where small rivulets of tears that cascaded down his face. I gently brushed away his tears with my thumb. I hated seeing him this vulnerable. I wanted to ease his pain.

"He isn't worth the blood shed Drake. I have you now and that's all I need. Besides if anyone gets to kill him it's me." Drake's eyes opened and a small smile appeared on his face. His smile was contagious, because I couldn't stop the weak one that spread across mine. I placed both hands on each side of his face and lowered him to mine. I brushed the softest of kisses I could against his. He reciprocated with equal gentle manner.

"I'm sorry about what you over heard. I will be dealing with Lucius directly when I am done taking care of you." He spoke gruffly as he placed his head against my shoulder.

"I can't blame Lucius for his concerns. He has every right since I am a traitor of a very powerful man. A dangerous one at that. He wasn't wrong about my...accomplishments either. Nay..wrong doings. But just know I regret everyone of them. I have even thought about killing myself to save you the hassle or the possible chance of losing this battle." I whispered. I felt him stiffen, his arms tightening their hold on me.

"Don't you even think about it Aria. I swear on my life I will find you in the next life and punish you for abandoning me. I shoulder this weight so you can be free, and I will continue to do so until that bastard is dead, so just give me more time." This man's devotion was going to be the death of me. He shouldn't be killing himself for me.

"Drake I decided to fight along side you a long time ago, so don't worry. But if you want to last long in a fight you need to stop doing so much. You will wear yourself thin before we step out into the battle field." I remember the days when I stayed up late fretting over the orders given to me. Anxious and appalled by the tasks I was handed. I know our situations where different, but his health was still affected the same way.

"Very well. I'll stay locked up with you and keep you....entertained." I heard the mischief in his tone and blushed. How barbaric, and what was even more barbaric was how my body responded to his words. I could feel the excitement now pounding through my veins. This stupid weak heart of mine.

"You are to important for that. They would miss you." I teased in response. He let me go and pulled just enough away so his face came to a rest close to mine. Each of his hands was placed on either side of my body. I suddenly felt my self become hot and my body hummed in response.

"I could really use that break. Don't you think my little rose?" His voice dropped, thick and heavy with desire. I wet my lips with my tongue, so badly wanting him to ravage me like an untamed wild animal. He smiled in response, a single hand crawling slowly up my skirt. Goose bumps formed all over my body at his touch. My skin was set on fire, my desire winning out on myself control. I could already feel his erection against my core as he nestled against me.

"I love you Aria, and I mean that deeply. No one has ever made me feel the way you make me feel. I've never cared so deeply for anyone. But you, you've changed me just as much as I have changed you. I want you to know this, because you will forever be my mate. No matter what happens." I felt the tears reforming in my eyes, moved by his words. No one has ever been that possessive for me. It was a welcoming change to know that I would always be able to fall back on him, just as he would come to me.

I pulled him down with me as I leaned back on the table, my mouth pressing hotly against his. I shoved my tongue past his lips and waged war against him. Feverishly we clung to each other, caressing each other, loving each other. I wrapped my legs around him as he worked on hiking up my skirt, and ripping off my panties with one fluid pull. I didn't care that he destroyed them, because I just wanted him.

He pulled his mouth from mine and started nipping my neck with his teeth, only to soothe them with hot burning kisses soon after. My body was throbbing with desperate need. I wanted him to fill me all the way, pound me into a sloppy mess until the sun set. I felt him fumble with his pants until I heard the fabric fall quietly on to the floor. His erection was burning hot as it throbbed against my entrance.

"I love you too Drake. You have been the only one that has managed to break through my walls and show me what love felt like again. You make me feel human." I whispered out of breath and panting. His eyes sparkled with delight, the grief and pain finally ebbing away. I caressed his face with a single hand and he pressed kisses into my palm.

Yes, this man was my everything. He pledged to keep me safe, but I also pledge my life to protect him as well. I truly did love him so much, even if it has only been a short time. I knew that he would never let me down. I would do the same likewise.

"Damn it Aria, you are so beautiful my little rose." The warmth in his eyes, the admiration in his voice, it made me want him all that much more, show him how much I loved him. So I flexed my hips against him, my slick core rubbing his length. He let out a soft moan before positioning himself to impale my entrance. I could feel the anticipation building, waiting and causing me to wet myself further.

I felt one of his fingers enter my entrance, testing out how wet I was. He pushed one in, then two, thrusting them in and out as he went. I couldn't help the pleading whine that escaped my lips, begging him for more. He continued to stroke me, until he was satisfied that I was indeed ready for him. I cried out his name as he slowly and deliciously entered me. Pushing back the slick folds as he sheathed himself all the way to his pelvis. I moaned loudly with how deep he was impaled. I could feel him twitching inside me. Even his shaft was warmer than normal today.

Getting impatient, I thrust my hips against him, wanting him to pound into me. Drake let out a deep moan as he laced his fingers around my waist. It sent waves of pleasure through my body as he stilled my hips to adjust himself. I bit my lip as he pulled out, and then slammed all the way back in. I cried out his name and shoved my hand over my mouth. No way was I going to let every one down this part of the palace, know I was getting my world rocked.

But Drake had other plans, In fact he smiled mischievously as he let go of my hips and grabbed my wrists together in one hand, pinning them above my head.

"No one will hear you down this way, its all been but abandoned. You can scream as loud as you want here my love." I flushed with embarrassment. Cocky bastard thought he was going to get a rise out of me, I wouldn't make a noise to spite him. I bit hard down on my lip as he rammed me again, the sensation making my toes curl. Sensing my rebellious attitude, he chuckled and started pounding away mercilessly. Every stroke tightening my abdomen as the pressure built inside me. The heat, the waves of pleasure, it was all to much.

I gave into him, moaning wildly as I arched my back. Skin hitting skin as he made a mess of me. I tightened my hold on his waist with my legs because honestly I couldn't get enough of him. I allowed myself to be that selfish with him, my lover.

"Drake! I-i can't-" I cried out, the pressure became to much and I felt my self shatter into a million pieces underneath him. My orgasm ripped through my body with such intensity my vision swam around the edges. Black dots appeared and swam around as I stared screaming at the ceiling. My vagina retracted around his cock as he came. I wanted every last drop of his damn seed. With only a last thrust, he grunted my name and unloaded inside me. I felt his hot sticky seed coat my inner walls, my insides becoming a hot mess.

Drake let my wrists go and bent over me, out of breath. Sweat dripped from his forehead from so much exertion. I felt rather clammy myself as he sat between my legs. My world stopped teetering and I beamed up at him. Like some goofy kid who received a toy for the first time. I carefully propped myself on my elbows, just inches away from his face.

"I honestly don't know who is noisier. Me or you." Drake chuckled, his hot breath upon my face as he inhaled to regain his steady flow of air.

"You my dear. It will always be you. I'm okay with that." He kissed my forehead as he gently pulled out. I couldn't help examine his meaty cock. It glistened with both of our sex juices and twitched as the air hit it. How did something that big, fit into something so small. It was no lie to say he fit snuggly. Maybe that's why it felt so good. I watched him pull his pants up over his hips, hiding his still ever hard erection.

"Come on, lets head back to the room so you can wash up. I have been neglecting to show you around the Palace, so next time you won't become lost." He held his hand out to me. I accepted it graciously, but when he helped me off the table, my legs buckled and I couldn't move. My muscles had become stiff and fatigued so they where practically useless. Drake bit back his laughter by biting his lower lip, his shoulders shaking.

I let my lip fall into a pout as I tried to get up staggering. But all I could manage was to sit against the table to support my weight. Still trying not to laugh, he wrapped his arms around my legs and back. I was lifted effortlessly into the air as he carried me out the door. Shameless. He really was shameless!