Demon's Height

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

The slight breeze brushed against both hers and Liorn's hair. His arms that still wrapped around her were warm. He had one hand laid on top of her left breast and the other on her belly. She didn't try to move suddenly or so, afraid she would waken him. Instead she lied with her eyes open staring into the morning lit room.

She never noticed the inside of the room. The walls were a color of mahogany and a blood red. Gold trimmed the edges and very little paintings decorated the interior of the room. It almost felt plain. It was as if this room was a place to sleep, not a place to call home. The more she thought about it, he didn't have many items that represented him. There were no statues of the roman gods or paintings of the royal family. Liorn asked for very little and spoke to no one, perhaps only to his commanding officers or the nurse or to give orders. No one, that Melinia had taken thought to have spoken back to Liorn. Lonely king. She told herself she didn't want to make love with anyone she didn't love but part of her felt for him, wanted to comfort him. It was a strange feeling, one that made her uneasy and unsure of herself.

A small whiff of air blew across Melinia's hair and then she felt Liorn's muscles contract. His hold lightened and then his arms shifted, releasing her. She didn't say anything or breathe a word except show movement herself to show she had awakened. Melinia lifted herself up sitting straight letting her wavy cascade of hair lift from the sheets.

"Did I wake you? Forgive me" he spoke with much concern and deep sincerity. As if it was a crime to wake her up. How a peasant would speak to another of a higher caste system. Melinia turned her body around to face her husband. "No, no I had already awakened" she chuckled softly. His face seemed to be relieved.

They stared at each other the light outlining each other’s face. "You are very beautiful" Liorn couldn't seem to help himself as he brushed his thumb across her cheek. She looked away and Liorn dropped his hand back to the sheets. There was an unbearable silence " Uhm my lord, will my lord be out today?" she asked. He looked up at her, taking in the sight of her, just last night he was so close to making love with her. Stupid conscience. " Ah I was going to go have a meeting with the councils, would you care to join?"

Melinia thought about it, so she decided to answer honestly. " Honestly my lord, that sounds very...unexciting" she weakly giggled hoping he didn't take it the wrong way. His face was stoic, unreadable, just blank. He let out a huff and ran his fingers through his hair, "I wish that my duties as King, I could have an option." he joked. He smiled at her, not baring any teeth just his lips joined together and the side of his mouth curved upwards.

She pushed away the hair that slid in front of her eyes. That now awkward silence becoming once again uncomfortable.

Liorn watched the way her face became shy and she looked uncomfortable. He looked away then at her again once he knew that the smile was gone.

He then lifted his forearm motioning for her to come forward. Her face looked uncertain yet she obliged. He got close to her ear and then whispered.

"I want you so much" he whispered making sure his hot breath blew slightly into her lobe. Liorn backed away to watch her reaction. She was blank faced but then a blush crawled across her face. Her lips parted and she looked at him. He took her fingers into his and played a little with her palms.

He noticed that she did not have that slight frightened, trapped look in her eyes anymore. Maybe she might even start to like him. " I will slowly seduce you my sweet lady Melinia. Until you won't have it anymore" he leaned in to kiss her cheeks.

A knock at the door made him pull back to stop himself. "Your morning meal is ready your highnesses" a maid informed both the couple. Liorn hopped off the bed and left to wash himself.

Melinia sat staring at the sheets. She touched her cheek feeling her skin warm. It felt as if it was her first kiss, one she didn't cringe from afterwards. Sweet feeling.

After their morning meal, Melinia couldn't find the strength to look at Liorn without blushing. They departed and she left to the garden to get some flowers for around the castle. Once some areas were redecorated with color, she headed back to their bedchamber to add some arrangements in their chamber as well. She entered with flowers in hand, humming silently to herself.

Entering she didn't take notice of her secret guest sitting in her vanity chair in that dark cloak of his. She dropped the flowers gasping at suddenly seeing him. "C-Charles" she gasped aloud. He smiled at her and stood. His long legs coming towards her. "Lady Melinia." he grinned.

Melinia looked at him then bent to pick up the fallen flowers. He kneeled down in front of her and reached for her fingers. She pricked her finger on the thorn from one of the roses. Before she could tend to it, he grabbed her hand.

Her finger prick started to bleed and before she could ask, he placed his mouth over her finger. She stuttered his name. He looked to her with lust filled eyes. He then slid his moist tongue across the wound suckling and licking. Charles finally let go putting his hand in her hair. Next thing she knew he captured her lips with his own.

Melinia's mind froze. What to do? She couldn't kiss him back. For the Gods sake she's married to the most powerful man, and this alone was wrong. He let go of her lips to look at her. "Sir Charles," she tried but he then kissed her again sliding his tongue inside to tangle with hers. His other hand pushed her sown on the ground roughly. Melinia began to feel nervous with fright. She pushed on his chest, urging him to get off. One hand slid all the way to the hem of her gown reaching for whatever lies beneath the folds of her dress. His hands glided over her shins to caps of her knees.

Melinia wanted to scream but he kept sliding his tongue in her mouth. Her throat became tight with frustration and she felt the strain of tears. When she wasn't succeeding in getting him off her, she slowly gave up. His hand went from her knee to thigh. She started squirming once more. Help! Melinia shouted in her head feeling powerless. Please Liorn, save me! She choked on her tears and frustration.