POV: Lianne
Every step he made tormented me. I wanted to speed up time so I could feel his warmth around me.
‘Touch me, ‘ my thoughts broke out.
He stopped inches away from me, and in a surprising move, he turned me around so that my back would press his chest.
Then my senses jumped anew when he glided his hand to brush my hair towards the side, exposing my nape and shoving the bathrobe out of my right shoulder. I shut my eyes.
Oh my…
I gasped as his soft lips brushed my skin, from my nape down to my shoulder and nipped its rounded bone. It felt like a tingle, but an even heightened one. I released a satisfied hum.
Goodness me!
“Lianne, remember, ” he said as he began to untie my bathrobe and then let it slide out of my body down to my feet.
“Then help me, ” I pleaded once again and without delay, he whirled me around to face him and captured my mouth in a seductively tender manner.
I could feel the heat between us. Boiling. Crying. Screaming to be released. He lifted me up from the floor with his strong arms and we both dipped inside the Jacuzzi together. He didn’t even give a damn when his clothes became wet. Instead, he pulled his t-shirt off and I saw in my front such a finely-shaped specimen of a man.
Oh, the Jacuzzi felt sublime. The ripples were playing under my legs and my belly. And the bubbles were tickling my back. The water was lukewarm and soft. The aroma of the whole room smelled of jasmine and spicy wood. It was invigorating. More than arousing.
He reached back for me and slowly, delightfully traced my arm with his palm and then proceeded to kiss me again. His hands massaged my back and that was when I felt my brassiere loose and my breasts free from its modest enclosure.
Unconsciously, I stepped back, but I found myself trapped in between the edge of the Jacuzzi and him in my front. Not that I cared about the confined space.
He kneaded my breasts and encircled his thumbs playfully on my hardened nipples. It felt divine. I was simmering… simmering like a kettle of hot water.
I closed my eyes to feel it more, then a moan consequently escaped my mouth. That was my first erotic sound ever.
He then made a fiery path down my breasts and sucked it, tongued it, pleasured it until I gasped and moaned, and gasped once again.
“Ruen!!!”
I pressed my hands on his chest and instantly, felt his heartbeat drumming violently.
“I miss you so much…” he murmured with a hint of sadness at the end. “You are my life, Lianne. And this time, I swear I will protect you at all cost.”
“Then protect me, ” was my quick reply, “but first you have to protect my heart. Ruen, take my loneliness away, take my confusion, take all of me.”
I didn’t understand at all but tears broke out from my eyes. They streamed down my cheeks and fell into the bubbling water. I felt pain, sadness, loneliness, despair and in seconds, all of these lifted out of me and all that was left was yearning and love.
“Ruen…” I painstakingly uttered, touching his face like it was my first time ever seeing it.
Then a blanket of darkness clouded my head, I could no longer see him. Everything went black. Like I was in a blindfold. Flashbacks after flashbacks started to present itself thereafter.
I was in a trance. Half-awake. Half in slumber. All I could see now was intermittent pulsating visions of what I know was from my past and the present, right in Ruen’s arms.
In one vision, I saw myself reading a book in a library, and then the next I was cleaning the stables, and then another, I was picking up white roses. It was all surreal.
Maybe, I was truly in a dream. It felt like one at first, until I gasped and moaned loudly. That was when I realized I was in the present, with Ruen now pressing me in the mattress of his king-sized bed, making love to me.
Even though I could see only darkness, I knew quite well we were both naked: his smooth male skin touching mine, his thick, hard, perfectly-toned muscles pressing my belly. I could feel his hands probing familiarly with every curve of my body. From my neck, my back, spine, my legs, waist, my breast and face, and even the most sensitive part of me.
“Ahhhh, ” I gasped once again in a more audible tone.
It was ecstasy. Sheer pleasure.
“Lianne, I love you, ” I heard him say so tenderly, kissed my lips, and then began to thrust his hardness inside me. I felt a quick and brief pain tearing the insides of my flesh then.
“Ruen!”
Another vision entered me. I was in my room in the Regaleria mansion, utterly surprised to find Prince Ruen visiting my chamber in the middle of his father, King Garlow’s funeral.
***
‘I have not forgotten my promise to you.’
‘I know. Then, would you…’
‘Fulfill it? Yes, of course… you have all the right to be free, Lianne. I can’t keep that yearning away from you. But, I want to protect you from the dangers outside my reach.’
‘What more danger is there outside than living with the world’s most cruel man? So you intend to keep me here after all?’
‘I am a man who honors my word. I am never like Garlow. I… I just hope you’d…’
‘I’m sorry, but, I… ah… I can’t stay.’
‘It is settled then. I hope to give you a proper leave, but then the procession and the burial tomorrow will keep me from doing so. I will not be here for three days and I know you are craving to leave the mansion; so I am quite certain I will not be able to meet you again when I return…’
‘The sooner I leave, the better…’
‘Then, would it be too much to ask just one thing from you?’
‘I am not obliged to do errands for you, Your Highness, but to allow your grace a final request, I guess, it would be enough.’
‘Then, let me kiss you.’
***
Ruen ensued another thrust inside me. I moaned. Then another. I moaned again. Then another. And another. And another. I writhed in passion.
A lethargic yet surprisingly light feeling overcame me. I heard him groan in pleasure and then proceeded to trail flaming kisses from my lips to my breasts. He was panting. I was panting. Our breaths were heady and mixed.
‘Please don’t hurt me,’ I heard a delicate little girl’s voice from beyond the darkness. I recognized it was my own.
‘I… I won’t,’ a boy replied, his voice tender and warm. A soft green glow of light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, peaking its way from the darkness and changing into a clearer picture: pair of beautifully sad eyes, brown-green in color, staring at me with longing. It was from the young boy in the greenhouse.
“Lianne…”
I snapped back to reality, groggy but feeling satisfied.
The sunrays welcomed me when I opened my eyes, and there I found myself lying naked under the bedcover, with my head resting on Ruen’s chest. I looked up and saw two familiar blue-greens staring lovingly at me.
“Good morning, Lianne.”