Demon's Height

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Midday had arrived and Melinia forgot about a promise. The thought was still on her mind but the day she was filled with exhilaration. She had never noticed how large Liorn's kingdom really was. He was young to be a King and a successful one at that, but he was a fierce man she had to admit. He had told her that he lost his parents at birth, his mother when she had given birth to him and his father than night. Though his father was still alive, he treated Liorn nothing like his only son.

He was a terror and Liorn only wanted to be loved but he blamed Liorn for the former Queen’s demise. It was not until years later that the king followed suit and while the kingdom had no other heir to the throne but only the seven year-old, Liorn.

Lieutenant Margot, who at the time was sixteen was to substitute for a child King. She wondered how he could have managed holding a kingdom together at a young age, but then there was the Lieutenant who have been raised from aristocrats at his side helping run the Kingdom.

Melinia sat on the edge of the bed with her hair still damp from her wash. She looked into the mirror wondering earlier what the Nurse had asked from her. "Thy kingdom awaits ye, waits for aye babe. When ye lady bear us a babe?" She asked smiling proudly and watching Melinia's belly as she helped her queen bathe.

Melinia smiled rubbing her small belly now and she had wondered what it would be like to be a mother as she moved to her vanity. None of her older sisters or brother were blessed with any babes. Would the child pick up after her or it's father, Liorn? She thought, would he love her child? Melinia stopped combing her hair and silently wondered. She didn't hear the door open or take notice of Liorn entering.

He entered wearing only his breeches, but his bare torso glinted in the small light of the burning candles. Liorn stopped when he noticed Melinia sitting on her vanity staring into space. He ran his hands through his black wavy hair, water dripping on his fingertips making his hands wet and slick. He walked over to his side of the bed and picked up the laid-out night shift tunic.

At the same time, Melinia woke out of her trance and hurried to get into bed before Liorn showed up. She never noticed him already in the room standing at the bed watching her for a little amount of time then continued on with dressing himself for bed.

Liorn watched as she got up out of her cushioned ottoman and hurried. He stopped paying attention to her too and walked over to the screen to change his breeches for his night attire. He was almost there until Melinia walked straight into him.

The force of the bump almost knocked Melinia on her behind. But Liorn caught her quick enough before she could even touch the ground. Her breath caught in her throat and she gasped at the sudden contact with his chest. Her hands were placed on his chest, she could feel his heart through the tunic. Melinia felt his hard muscles contract. He was fit for his age, maybe better. Either way it sent an unfamiliar wave of feelings onto her body. It made her aware of the feel of his hands on the curve of her back. She pushed slightly against his chest, doing the mistake of looking into his eyes.

In his dark brown eyes, she never noticed the very light-yellow ring that bordered his irises. They were beautiful, one that reminded her of a newborn child. It was once said that the eye was the window to the soul. And Liorn's eyes held a story that Melinia could never comprehend. At that same moment his pupils enlarged then became small. The brown specks glittered like butterflies in the summer fields.

The way she looked at him, it felt...comforting. Like as if he actually meant a thing. The way her lips parted when he lowered his hands and then her cheeks flushed as he lowered his head and captured her mouth, sweeping his lips across hers. She made a small whimper of protest but her hand reached up to be placed on his shoulders. Melinia started to increase in height, probably standing on her tip toes. Liorn nudged his tongue against her lips to have a small opening. Pushing more she had no choice but to open invitation. His tongue swept smoothly across hers. She was starting to suck on him, wanting more. He lowered his hands caressing her bottom and giving a firm squeeze. She moaned against his mouth.

He smiled in spite of himself; she liked his touch. Before he knew it, he had her nightshift over her knees and up to her stomach. His palms on her bare flesh. He gave her another kiss and then lowered his head to kiss her neck then collarbone.

Liorn then proceeded on removing the rest of her gown. The sleeves falling over her shoulders then the gown fell to pool at her feet. She didn't say anything as she watched with those eyes of hers as he knelt down in front of her and placed a kiss on each of her breasts, trailing lower to her stomach. He nipped playfully on her stomach then rubbed his cheek on her creamy flesh. How soft her skin was, the softest of all the finest silk.

Liorn then reached for her hands lacing them together softly pulling her towards him onto the patterned Rug that spread on his ground oblivious to the bed that stayed only inches away. Laying her on the floor, he pulled her legs over his thighs. She shielded herself from his view, but Liorn placed his own palm from hers, removing both her hands from various places she didn't want him to see. He started to kiss her again, the feeling of his chest over her breasts. Liorn made sure that he pressed his desire into her hearing her gasps.

"Ah, I wish we could be alone, runaway just me and you, so I can claim you, when you are ready." He breathed over her ear raggedly in short breaths.

"But my sweet you have to approach me." He started to slide his hand downwards, "Until then, I vow I'll claim here-" He rubbed his fingers across her place that ached for him, giving her a tease of what was to anticipate and here-" he pointed to her heart.

"My lord" She hesitated. He handed her the gown, turning so she could have privacy. Melinia smiled to herself. "Liorn you fool, you deserve someone who would love you" She murmured, sliding the gown back in place, the sleeve over her shoulder. Liorn had already crawled into bed and Melinia blew out the candle, crawling onto her side of the bed.

Liorn turned over grabbing her body holding her preciously. She felt him still hard yet he thought about her. Slowly both their desires left unbothered lowering to nothing, instead into a comforting embrace. Both fell asleep holding each other as if that shared passion was nothing, but it was something.