His gaze smoldered, his dark eyes catching mine in the mirror. With a coy smile, I pressed back against him, shivering as he tugged my hair again, harder this time, sending sparks through me.
“I’m fairly sure I said you could pull off ‘just about anything,'” I teased, despite being fully at his mercy, locked in his hands. Though I knew my training would allow me to push him away if I wanted, the thought never crossed my mind.
I gasped when the hand that had been resting on my waist, traveled up the nightgown I wore. I stiffened in his arms when I felt his hand tighten even further in my hair. My legs were trembling now, the anticipation proving to be far too much. His fingers were attracted to the wetness between my thighs, and gave me long strokes that made my breathing cease all together. As he felt how truly affected, I was, he groaned into the hollow of my neck.
When we locked eyes through the mirror this time, his eyes were nearly black.
“You seem to be enjoying this.” He snarled, giving me a smug grin.
My back arched as he cupped me between the legs, feeling the wetness soak his fingers. I tried not to whimper and grind myself against him like a bitch in heat, but he wasn’t making it easy. I could feel the length of him rubbing against my backside, teasing until I was nothing more than a puddle.
“I think I’d enjoy just about anything you did to me.” I managed to gasp. I instantly regretted my words when his eyes lit up.
“This is one of the reasons I’m beginning to prefer the Fae realm.” He chuckled against my cheek. He ran a single finger down my slit before sliding it inside of me. “Why would I want this little thing covered?”
With a sound that was more animal than man, he released his grip on my hair and grasped the front of my night dress. The thin fabric tore easily, and fluttered to the ground in a pond of blush colored silk.
“Turn around, kitten.” He snarled, grabbing my hips to lift me onto the counter. He spread my legs with rough hands and stepped in between them. I watched with a dry mouth as he palmed his length through his pants, “We’re going to have to make this fast, we’re expected soon.”
I tugged him forward as his pants fell to the ground, letting the length of him spring free. I agreed with Leonardo, underwear was overrated.
There was only slight pain when he slid a quarter of the way inside of me. I was already soaked from his teasing and husky words, so the only discomfort was from how his girth stretched me.
I quickly realized that Leonardo enjoyed watching.
He loved the way I clenched around him, stretching as my body accommodated his entire length. When he was fully seated inside of me, I felt his lips at the hollow of my throat.
“I’ll never get tired of this, kitten. A thousand years from now, when everything has changed, I’ll only love you more than I do now.” He murmured, nipping at the mark on my neck. My toes curled from the sensation, and I found myself feeling drugged on his words and touch.
“You saw that vision–what I do without you.”
I told him, no longer cowering from what I saw. It was horrifying, and I desperately wanted a different future, but I wouldn’t run any longer. We would change things, or see them through to the end. One comforting thought I had was that mine and Leonardo’s bond spans beyond a simple life, whether it be Fae or human. “There aren’t any words that can explain what I feel for you.”
Slowly, his hips rocked against my own. His hands slipped from my waist to my breasts, toying with my nipples until they stiffened and ached. The pleasure of his length thrusting inside of me was accompanied by the pain of stretching for him. His movements became faster, more frenzied as he gave himself over.
I tangled my hands in his hair and pulled, grinning deviously when he snarled. His fingers pressed hard against my skin, and I nearly came undone at the roughness of his touch. I spread my legs further for him, noticing the way he watched his cock slam in and out of me.
“That’s it, kitten.” He groaned, giving me a few rough thrusts, “Spread those legs for me.” He hooked both of my legs over his arms, grinding against my clit in a way that made my eyes roll. I writhed against him, trying to get closer than I possibly could.
I shouted his name as my back arched, and my core throbbed. Leonardo stiffened above me and let out a string of husky moans as he reached his own orgasm.
Nearly three seconds later, a light knock sounded on the front door.
“It seems were out of time.” Leonardo said breathlessly, giving me a soft smile that made my insides turn to mush.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist. He held me easily, placing a palm on either side of my bottom. I placed my lips against his feverishly, needing that closeness one more time before we emerged and walked around these dangerous people. A look of surprise flashed across my face as I felt something stiff prod my bottom.
“Next time.” Leonardo groaned, his eyes pained and dark.
After cleaning up and throwing on the first set of clothes I touched, Leonardo and I followed Graziana to one of the many gardens in the castle.
There had been so many, I lost count. Some were fairly small, fitting a fountain and a few benches, while others were huge. Graziana was taking us somewhere new this time, her favorite garden.
We walked for at least twenty minutes, trekking across the castle and over to the Eastern wing. After a flight of curved steps, we ended up on the first floor.
There were a set of huge wooden doors, at least twenty feet tall. The handles on the doors were easily the size of my head, making me wonder who on earth could open a door like that. Unsurprisingly, the doors were both wedged open. Different Fae filed in and out, carried various objects. There were a few carrying tables, while others carried different fixtures and totes of glassware.
“They’re preparing for the ball.” Graziana told me as I had come to a complete stop. “They use a mix of decorations and magic. There’s always something incredible about what hard work and your own two hands can give you.”
I caught sight of tanned skin, and instantly spotted Fiorella across the room. She was in the massive ballroom, wandering about as she directed different Fae in every direction. Her head turned a fraction, but her eyes managed to catch onto my own.
It took her at least two minutes to walk across the room and out of the doors, but her face was cheerful the entire way.
“Hello you two, already wanting another fitting session?” Fiorella teased, giggling when Leonardo and I shook our heads.
“I didn’t know you also decorated for the ball.” I commented, trying not to balk as I recognized the room and windows from that horrible vision. I mustered up as much cheerfulness as I could, because they were working hard. “I can’t wait to see how it looks!”
“It’s all part of my job!” She replied with a smile, but this time it seemed a bit forced.
“The ball will be beautiful, of course!”
“It sounds like there should be a ‘but’ at the end of that sentence.” I commented, raising an eyebrow at her.
“Oh, fine.” She huffed, tucking a golden lock behind her pointed ear. “It’s just–obviously were all a bit put out with the Winter theme.
It’s Summer now– after nearly two hundred years, it’s Summer!”
“Couldn’t you just change it?” I asked with a smirk, “Like the way the tailors changed my dress to red.”
“Believe me, I wish I could.” She sighed, “They’ll get away with that because you asked them directly. I’ll never get away with changing the entire theme for the ball. It was wonderful talking to you, but I have to have this finished within the hour! I hope to see you at the ball!”
“So devious, kitten.” Leonardo tutted, looming above my shoulder.
He smirked down at me, clearly enjoying the insane plan I’ve concocted in my head.