Prison of Tides

Chapter 7 - Other Things We Can Do

Jasmine's Point of View 

     The doctor gave me the go ahead to go home a few hours later. Caspian provided me with a pair of sweatpants and a sweater before helping me into a wheelchair and pushing me to the entryway, where his driver was waiting for us in a black SUV.

     "Caspian?" I looked at him.

     "Yes?"

     "I don't want to go home. He was there. I don't want to be alone. Please don't let me be alone,” I begged, knowing I must sound pathetic.

     He smiled, reassuring me. "You're not going home. You're staying with me. The palace would have been your home soon enough, anyways." I should have known he would understand.

     "I love you," I held onto his hand as he helped me up and into the car.

     "I love you, too."

     He asked the driver to give us some privacy, and the divider rolled up at his request.

     "Jasmine, the police found evidence of everything that he bought to... to do to you. The whole time you were gone, all I could think of was how much I needed you to be safe. I could hardly eat, I could hardly sleep, thinking of him doing whatever he wanted to you. And knowing he was forcing you to like it."

     I shuddered at the memory.

     "I want you to know, I still want you. I still can't resist you. I'm ashamed to admit, seeing you under the covers in that cave, in so much need, it..." He stopped and cleared his throat, looking away from me.

     I felt the warmth in my lower abdomen as I remembered his touch, his breath on me as he tried to remain a gentleman while he freed me from my prison. "I can’t lie to you, Caspian. Knowing you were where you were, so close to me, I couldn't contain myself. I could hear your breath and feel it hit my skin. It was almost too much to bear, knowing you wouldn’t take me the way I need for you to until we get married. Thinking that perhaps, you would no longer want me after seeing me like that. I thought..." I trailed off, looking towards him as he turned his head back to me. "I thought you might think I was disgusting."

     His gentle hands found my face and pulled me towards him, his lips capturing mine. I accepted his soft kiss, reassured by him as always.

     He pulled back and looked at me, passion burning in his eyes. "You could never disgust me. In that moment, I almost forgot why we were there. I wanted you. I wanted to touch you, to have you. I want you as my own, even more than before, now that I’ve seen you."

     My heart pounded in my chest. He still wanted me. He still loved me. He needed me as badly as I needed him.

     With that, we arrived at the palace. He brushed my hair with his fingers, smoothing out the tangles before the driver opened the door. His parents greeted us in the entryway, Queen Elenor wrapping her arms around me.

     "Oh, Jasmine, we were so worried. How are you?" Both her and the King Talun looked as though they hadn't slept in days.

     I squeezed her back. "I'm okay. I just need a shower, and to rest."

    "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?" The king piped up. He was a reserved man, but he cared deeply.

     My stomach growled in response. "Actually, food sounds great." Although Raymond had provided food, I hadn't had much of an appetite while I was with him. 

     "Dad," Caspian spoke. "Can you have food sent to my suite? She needs to rest."

     "Of course, son. I'll have the chef leave it outside of your door." The king hugged me briefly before sending us on our way.

     Caspian led me to his room, on the second floor. Although I had been there a few weeks ago, it felt like it had been a lifetime.

     The king sized bed was covered in a navy blue bedspread, and matching curtains hung over the floor to ceiling windows. He guided me to the bed and instructed me to lay down.

     "I'll be back, my love. I won't be long." He disappeared into the adjoining bathroom.

     This was the first time I'd been alone since he found me. I didn't quite know what to do with myself. I looked around the room, appreciating so many details I'd taken for granted before. A framed picture of us, and one of his parents. His cat, Royal, jumped on the bed, her fluffy black fur like silk beneath my fingers. She purred and nuzzled my face, obviously happy to see me.

     Caspian returned to the room.

     I looked at Caspian. I was so, so tired. But I needed to get rid of all traces of Raymond that I could.

     A delicate blush crept up his tanned cheeks as his eyes met mine. "Do you need me to help you wash, love?"

     "Yes. Caspian, I'm so tired." He carried me in his arms to the bathroom. Candles were lit and the lights were dimmed. Flowers lined the large tub, and two fluffy blue towels lay on a small table beside them.

     "Do you want a shower or a bath?" I heard his heartbeat pick up through his shirt.

     "I'm too tired for a shower."

     He drew a bath and helped me out of my clothes. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me and placed me so carefully in the water. The perfect temperature. I was so relaxed, I could barely keep my eyes open as he added oil to the tub.

     I managed to pry them open long enough to see Caspian's clothing hit the ground as he joined me in the water. He positioned himself behind me, letting me sit between his legs.

     Gods, he smelled good.

     I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I felt water pour over my head and smelled shampoo in my hair. Felt him running his fingers through it as he conditioned my mane.

     "Do you want to wash yourself? I don't... I don't want to touch you, if you don't want me to touch you, or if you aren't ready for me to."

     I grabbed his hands and brought them around me. I didn't trust myself to speak without begging him to take me, here and now.

     He moved my hair and kissed the nape of my neck. Oh, how I craved him, my Caspian! My hands found his legs under the water and I started rubbing his thighs, up and down. It was so natural. The warmth of the water and his body against my back felt so good. My palms felt electric on his thighs, brushing against his leg hair.

     "Oh, Jasmine," He murmured into my ear. His breath made my skin flush. I needed to feel him touching me. I needed to feel him now.

     I leaned my head back and looked at him, seeing desire written on his face that mirrored mine. He poured soap onto his hands and, beginning with my shoulders, he started to massage me while he cleaned. Little sighs of content escaped my mouth before he slipped his hands lower.

     "I think we should wait for you to heal before we fully have one another, but there are other things we can do to satisfy our needs while we wait for the wedding, yes?" He massaged my breasts, so different than when Raymond had washed me. I turned my head and kissed him, feeling him grow against my back.

     His hands moved lower still, so eloquently as he took great care not to apply too much pressure to my wounded areas. Every touch spread warmth throughout my body. My legs spread as his hands approached the lower parts of me, but he guided them closed as he ran his hands over my legs next, massaged the sore muscles of my thighs and calves.

     "Oh, Caspian," I moaned.

     "Let me love you," He whispered in my ear, kissing behind it.

     With those words, I melted and succumbed to his touch. His hands traveled to my back, and it arched under the slightest contact with his fingers. He pulled me back towards him and moved towards my thighs once more.

     His hands, so soft. They slipped between my thighs and traveled up them. He washed me there, his fingers carefully tracing my lips without pressing down.

     "Caspian, your touch," I breathed. His hands traveled back up my body to caress my face, and he turned me so that I was facing him.

     "It's my turn to wash you, my prince."

     I washed his hair, and he kissed my collarbone as I did. His kisses held no demands, only desire. As I washed his chest, I admired his perfectly defined muscles, his abs. Every piece of him, living art.

     He was fully erect in my hand, his mouth parting as his breath fell on me. I stroked him, kissing his lush lips as I savored his pleasure. His hips twitched and thrust forward as I dipped lower to wash his balls, such a sensitive part of him.

     He lifted me up onto him, and with my legs around his waist, carried me out of the tub. Wrapping a towel around us, he began to dry us off as he walked towards the bed.

     "I need you, Jasmine."

     Laying me on my back, he was on top of me, his breath sweet as his body pressed against mine. His mouth roamed my bare form. His teeth grazed my n*****s lightly before kissing them, sucking them, my back arching underneath him. His mouth traveled over my stomach, but he passed the spot where I needed him with his mouth, as he had done with his hands earlier. Instead, he moved towards my thighs, leaving me longing.

     "I can't wait any longer. Jasmine, let me see you. Let me taste you, please," He begged, laying his head against my thigh.

     "Yes, Caspian, I need you. I am yours. Show me all the ways that you will make my body yours."

     I started to spread my legs and he guided them the rest of the way open. His breath hitched as he stared, biting his lip and he looked up at me for a moment before turning his attention back to my throbbing need. His mouth came down, so slowly, my hips lifted to meet him and he draped my legs around his shoulders. He tantalized me, his mouth so satisfying as he caressed my buttocks and thigh. His tongue was so patient, so caring as he took his time bringing me to my climax.

     "You are everything I've ever wanted," He said, kissing my stomach back up to my breast. He sucked on my neck before I rolled on top of him, taking control for the first time. My legs shook. I would show him the same love he showed me.

     My hands roamed downwards and when I felt him, I teased him with my breasts as I moved my mouth towards his member. I kissed each of his balls as his hands came down towards my hair. He was bigger than Raymond, but it felt so good, taking him into my mouth. It didn't hurt. He gently guided me up and down his shaft, allowing me most of the control. He came, and I savored the taste of him in my mouth.

     He pulled me up towards him and held me.

     "I love you, Caspian." As he pulled the covers over us, he kissed my head and I rested on his chest, legs draped over him.

     Fully satisfied, I fell asleep as he whispered, "I love you too, Jasmine. I'll never let you go again."