Hardcore

ROSALIND’S POV
Aunty Lily had a sour look on her face as she looked me straight in the eye without blinking. I don’t know if it was possible, but I got even more uncomfortable. Had she seen me sneaking in? That would be very bad.
“Aunty Lily.” I bowed in respect. That was literally all I could think of doing at the moment, my mind was racing for things to say or at least things to save myself if she asked a deep question, which I was positive she would.
The sour look on her face seemed to get even more sour. If that was even bloody possible.
“I’m not your aunty, you peasant. I’m aunt to the princes and nobody else. You’re just… a peasant. There are not so many ways to describe you.” She spat.
I felt my face redden at her words. She had no respect for those she saw beneath her, and I was well beneath, probably the lowest. I swallowed hard.
“You haven’t answered my question. Where are you coming from?” Her voice was icy now.
“I just went for a little walk, Aunty. I needed a little fresh air.” I said, bowing again in the most respectful and submissive way I knew. I was aware she hated it, it probably drove her insane, but I was determined to never pick a fight with her. Instead, I would rather kill her with kindness, as they say.
Though I did call her ‘aunty’ again just because I wanted to spite her a little. I couldn’t let her win a hundred percent. She probably hated that as well but she didn’t speak about it again. I’m sure she was just testing how I would react in situations.
“Are you hiding something from me?” She asked , frowning at me.
Somehow, I felt like she could see directly through me. I felt naked under her stare. The vibe she gave off was powerful.
“No Aunty. Going on walks help take my mind off things and relax. I do it once in a while.” I said, giving her the best smile I could muster. I was sweaty and I really needed a cool bath, but oh well.
She took a few steps towards me until she was very close then she stared me in the eyes.
“I don’t know what Killian sees in you, but apparently there is something. But one mistake from you, even so much as a sniff and you’ll be heading back to the fucking hell hole you crawled out from.”
Her gaze was heavy, like a huge boulder was placed on me but I fought to keep up the gaze. The last thing I wanted was to appear weak to a woman like this, or to directly challenge her.
She was dangerous. I had heard about her. Her influence, and capacity. How she still controlled and sometimes altered what went on in the palace without actually being there. She had connections everywhere and she could influence Killian.
She wiped sweat off my nose.
“Apparently you are hot.” She smiled.
“Anyway, you will soon be my daughter in-law.” She said as she patted my cheeks with her handkerchief that smelled of primroses and straightened out my dress. She gave me a look of no expression and said nothing else.
Then she walked past me and into the grounds.
I took that as the end of our talk but still waited, in case she accused me of walking out on her. I couldn’t take any chances.
She never turned back to me but walked away with her expensive stick that she obviously didn’t need because she walked very straight and uprightly. Maybe it was for fashion.
I entered the palace with my heart still pounding in my chest. Aunt Lily scared me. She had a look that gave a message like ‘I always find out.’
She was intimidating.
I first headed to the infirmary to check up on Bast and see how he was doing.
The stench of drugs and herbs was very strong when I walked into the infirmary. A nurse was applying ointment on a patient. When she saw me, she smiled and continued. As The Princess, I could come in here anytime I wanted but she knew why I was here. I had no intention of regularly visiting this place if it weren’t for him.
She didn’t say anything, just the acknowledgment and she got back to work.
I entered Bast’s ward to find him fast asleep.
I was a little surprised but also relieved. He always had trouble falling asleep and sleeping in general because of the condition, it was good to see him lying there sound asleep.
I walked to his bed and touched his forehead lightly. His temperature seemed normal. I pulled a cheer and sat down at his bedside.
Sometimes, back in the Districts, Bast pretended to be asleep so I wouldn’t worry too much about him, but I could always tell when he was faking; His eyelids flickered when he was putting up a show. It was painful then for me, knowing I couldn’t afford his treatment.
But now, here he was, receiving the best treatment in the entire kingdom. We had come a long way. I was so grateful.
I placed my hand on his chest, a quest to check his breathing. Something that was a reflex anytime I was with him. I closed my eyes for a minute and listened and what I heard brought joy to my heart. He was breathing just fine, there were no difficulties, no wheezing sounds, no signs of pain. Just plain sleep. I was so glad.
I thought about how he got there. How Cillian had offered and I refused his charity, wanting to work.
You can pay back by working in the palace.
I was so grateful to Cillian. None of this would have been possible if it hadn’t been for him. I adored him so much for his big heart.
I watched Bast once more and only saw relaxed breathing. I kissed his forehead, wiped the stray tear from my eyes and headed out. I was satisfied.
As I wanted to make a right turn into my chambers, I heard sounds of people talking so I stopped to listen, out of habit.
“This was really pleasant, My Prince.” A female voice chuckled softly.
They were just downstairs. I took a few steps and saw Cillian with a lady I hadn’t seen before.
From the looks of it, she was of high rank. The dress, the hair and embroidery and the seal on her hand fan. Though I hadn’t seen it before.
Their voices became lowered all of a sudden. I struggled to hear what Cillian had responded.
They kept on talking for a while. I checked her out. She was beautiful with curves and was of high ranking. I began to feel myself feeling a little possessive at how freely she was talking to her prince.
Before I knew it, she had taken a step closer to Cillian, taken his face in her hands and kissed him.
My heart clenched at the sight of that. I felt a bitter taste in my mouth. I felt sick, angry, and betrayed. Cillian would do that to me?
I bit my lips hard to prevent tears and turned away. This was just about my biggest fear and here they were.
But I saw this coming didn’t I? I knew this fantasy would come to an end one day or another. He was the Prince and I was… me.
There was nobody on the corridor to my chambers but I still bowed my head down. The pain I felt was growing by the second.
I needed to clear my head. I needed solitude.
I didn’t take the turn to my chambers. Instead I headed the opposite direction. I knew the roof would be empty. It was somewhere I needed to be.
When I turned the corner, I bumped into someone. A lady.
“I’m sorry.” I apologized and tried to go round.
She blocked my passage.
I looked up to see Adelyn glaring at me with hatred in her eyes.
“Adelyn, I’m not really in the mood for fights right now.” I said, weakly and tried to squeeze through.
She blocked my path again and slapped me across the face.
I staggered back in shock.
“Next time you want to speak to me, you do so…”
I gave her Adelyn a dirty slap before she could finish.
That was a big shock for her as she nearly tripped over. She was lucky to be close to a pillar. She held it for balance.
My blood was boiling in anger.
“Now let me make this very clear. The next time that you lift a finger to me ever again, I Will make sure that you pay dearly. I don’t care who the fuck you are or who your father is but you will be whipped. Never in your life try that ever again.” I hissed and disappeared into the darkness
I climbed to my spot on the roof, fuming. I was already frustrated with what I saw, now that bitch…
I sat down on the bench, trying to calm down.
“Well, well, well.” The voice came from behind me.
I was startled because I thought I was alone.
Killian stood there clapping his hand dramatically at me.
“Seems like you’re all grown up now. I did not see that coming.” He smiled and mimicked slapping someone.
I smiled but I wasn’t really in the mood. I just wanted to be alone.
He sat down beside me and took a swig of the bottle of wine in his hand.
“Here. You look like you need it.” He passed me the bottle.
On a normal day I would reject it, but I took it and took a swig.
It was so bitter but I swallowed it anyway then I took a second swig of the bottle and passed it back.
“That’s the spirit. At least someone’s learning to appreciate quality.” He smirked.
I shrugged.
“What’s up? You’re rarely ever this quiet.”
“I saw Cillian downstairs with his… date.” I said forcefully.
“Oh. That.” He said, taking another swig. The bottle was empty now.
“She kissed him.”
He came closer to me and I felt my temperature rise.
“You are sexy when you’re jealous.” He whispered to me and I felt myself get wet instantly.
He took a deep breath, taking in my scent. Then he bit my ear.
I moaned when the heat of his breath touched my skin. The scent of him was intoxicating. This escalated quickly.
He grabbed my chin and licked my neck.
“You’re fucking wet aren’t you?”
I moaned more, unable to keep it in.
I was supposed to be upset at seeing Cillian with someone else but just couldn’t help myself with Killian. I wanted him to eat me, to talk dirty and do whatever he wished, and he knew it.
He grabbed my neck and lifted me up. I gasped for air but this made me even more aroused.
With one hand he lifted up my skirt and set my legs around his neck so that I would be sitting on his shoulders while he ate me out.
He used his tongue to penetrate me aggressively and I moaned loudly. Praying silently to the goddess that the roof was soundproof.
I was so hot, riding his face on his shoulders. It was bizarre yet so fucking good. The sounds of my wetness on his tongues were loud and watery. I put my palm over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.
All of a sudden he brought me down and pinned me on the bench. He gripped my hands from behind and I had a flashback of that wolf he fucked in his room. That was what I wanted right now, more than anything.
He spanked my naked ass hard, and I winced in pain and pleasure. It was like he knew all my fantasies.
He rubbed my clit with two fingers and I kicked my head back in raw pleasure. My pussy dripping.
Before I knew what was happening, he was inside me. Rock-hard and throbbing inside me. This wasn’t how I pictured it but I didn’t care.
His strokes gained momentum quickly and soon we were riding at full speed. He stroked me roughly, slapping my ass at intervals and I pumped my hips to the rhythm of his strokes, feeling the pressure mount and mount.
Then I stopped existing.
Killian was hardcore, I came so hard I blacked out.