Forever Entwined

Honeymoon

"My Queen," Cass's smile was a sunrise, chasing away any lingering shadows.

"My king," Nix giggled, her steps light as she approached him. He stood unadorned, every line of his body a testament to strength and grace. It was the first time she truly saw him, beyond the weight of his title. Her breath hitched. She reached out, her hands tracing the sculpted planes of his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her fingertips.

"Your sister must be at least twenty-seven, and you're older?" A curious flutter rose within Nix. She wanted to know the years that shaped him, the history etched beneath his skin.

"Only by two and a half years," he chuckled, a low rumble in his chest. "I'll be turning thirty in a few months."

A subtle shift occurred within Nix. Fae aged at a glacial pace after reaching maturity, their bodies holding onto youthful vitality for centuries. While Cass bore the subtle testament of battle in the faint tracery of scars across his skin, he appeared no older than her. In their world, a seventy-year age gap in a mating was commonplace, barely a ripple in the vast ocean of time. Compared to that, their difference was a mere breath.

The warmth radiating from Cass intensified, drawing Nix from her thoughts. Her gaze drifted downwards, and a blush bloomed across her cheeks as she registered the undeniable evidence of his arousal. She looked up, meeting his heated stare.

"I'm sorry," he groaned, his voice thick with need. "I can't help it." He knew she was trying to bridge the gap between them, to understand him, but the primal pull of their bond was a relentless tide.

"It's alright," Nix whispered, her own desire stirring. She leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. The solid heat of him against her abdomen sent a shiver through her. Taking his hand, she led him towards the inviting expanse of the bed.

"You're just so beautiful," Cass murmured, his breath warm against her temple as he rained kisses down her face, along the curve of her neck, the swell of her breasts, and lower still, to the delicate hollow of her navel. An instinct she hadn't known she possessed flared within Nix. Her legs parted, instinctively wrapping around his shoulders, tilting her hips in a silent invitation.

He lowered his head, his tongue tracing the delicate folds of her femininity, a slow, deliberate exploration that sent tremors through her. He lingered at her c******s, his mouth a vortex of sensation, sucking and lapping until Nix’s head arched back, a silent scream of pleasure trapped in her throat. He devoured her slickness as if it were the elixir of life itself.

"I need you to fill me," she gasped, her voice raw with urgency once the waves of pleasure receded enough for her to speak.

This time, he flipped her onto her stomach, his hands gripping her hips, lifting her. Then, with a guttural sound, he plunged into her from behind, deeper than she could have imagined. A sharp intake of breath escaped her lips with each powerful thrust. The wet, rhythmic sounds of their bodies filled the room.

"f**k," she moaned, her voice breaking. "This is...so...ohhhh." Another wave of intense pleasure crashed over her, but Cass was far from finished.

He turned her onto her back again, kneeling between her legs, holding them aloft. He began to thrust once more, his gaze locked on her face as he filled her completely. Her breath hitched, her eyes wide with sensation.

"Wait," Nix gasped, her hand reaching for his. "Can I...can I get on top?" She bit her lip, a nervous thrill coursing through her.

Cass nodded, his eyes smoldering. He lowered himself onto the bed, and Nix straddled his lap. Slick with their mingled desires, she slid down his engorged length, a gasp escaping her lips.

Slowly, deliberately, she began to move her hips, her breasts swaying above him. He captured a n****e in his mouth, his tongue teasing and flicking before releasing it just as a shudder ripped through his body. He emptied himself into her, a hot, thick tide.

With a sigh, Nix collapsed beside him, the remnants of their passion still thrumming through her.

"That's my favourite," she giggled, snuggling into his side as he drew ragged breaths.

"There's so much more," Cass chuckled, pressing a kiss to her hair. "Don't pick a favourite yet."

A shadow flickered across Nix's face. "You've...you've been with other females," she stated, the words tinged with a vulnerability she couldn't quite suppress.

Cass turned to her, his gaze earnest. "I tried to wait, Nix. I truly did. The first ten years felt like an eternity. Then...then I began to lose hope. If I had known you were out there, I swear on my life, I would never have given in to those urges." He cupped her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin. "I love you, Nix. And I vow to you now, I will never touch another female for as long as I live."

The next morning, the castle remained unusually quiet. No attendants bustled at their door. Nix awoke before Cass, a sense of restless curiosity stirring within her. She slipped from the bed and padded silently to the enormous floor-to-ceiling window. Pulling back the heavy velvet curtain, she peered down at the city sprawling beneath them. Fae moved like tireless ants through a labyrinth of vibrant stalls and ancient stone buildings.

Her gaze drifted upwards, beyond the protective wall of the city, to the seemingly endless expanse of forests and woodlands. To the west, she glimpsed a sliver of shimmering blue – a beach. Beyond that... the unknown stretched, vast and intriguing. A subtle unease settled within her, a feeling of being contained despite the breathtaking view.

"It's certainly something, isn't it?" Cass's warm embrace startled her from behind, his voice a low murmur against her ear.

"Yes," she replied, though the word felt inadequate. There was a density here, a closeness of bodies that felt strangely unnatural, a stark contrast to the wild, open spaces she had always known. This wasn't the boundless freedom she had once imagined for the fae realm.

"I have a surprise for you." Cass took her hand, and the familiar dizzying sensation of portal travel enveloped them.

The air that greeted Nix was different here – salty, clean, carrying the rhythmic hush of distant waves. She looked around, finding herself in a charming townhouse. Drawn by an invisible thread, she rushed to the nearest window and peered out. The beach was a mere few yards from the back door, the sand a pale ribbon against the turquoise water.

"This is our honeymoon house," Cass explained, his arm slipping around her waist. "It's customary for the new royal couple to spend at least a week or two here... to, ah, work through all the new mating urges." A playful smirk danced on his lips.

"Well, as much as I...appreciate that," Nix said, a genuine excitement bubbling within her, "I've never seen the ocean up close before. Or even walked on a beach." The urge to explore was almost unbearable.

"Then you'll need to change into something that won't weigh you down when it gets wet." Cass opened a nearby wardrobe, revealing a small selection of simple garments. He handed her a loose cotton shift that barely skimmed her thighs.

"Is that it?" she asked, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Cass simply nodded cheekily before opening the back door, revealing his own attire – nothing more than rolled-up cotton shorts.

The beach was a revelation, a sparkling, alien landscape teeming with strange and wonderful creatures. Nix spent what felt like hours exploring the fascinating world within the rock pools, her fingers tracing the intricate patterns of iridescent seashells and smooth, colourful stones.

"Come here!" Cass called, his voice echoing across the water. He stood neck-deep in the shallows, his smile beckoning.

Nix followed gleefully. "What is it?" she asked, her eyes scanning the horizon.

"Nothing," he said, his eyes soft as he reached for her. "I just missed having you close." He grasped her waist, and instinctively, her legs wrapped around his, the familiar heat and hardness of his arousal pressing against her.

Leaning down, she whispered into his ear, a playful smirk mirroring his earlier one, "You just wanted to f**k me again, didn't you?"

A low groan rumbled in his chest. "I love it when you talk to me like that." He pulled his c**k free from his shorts and plunged it deep into her waiting heat.

"Uhh!" Nix gasped, the sensation of being filled by him now intimately familiar, yet no less potent.

The cool water swirled around them as Cass made love to her, his hands gripping her waist beneath the surface, anchoring her against the gentle pull of the waves. They moved together until he once again filled her with his seed, the salty air mingling with the scent of their passion.

Finally, they returned to the shore, their limbs heavy with exhaustion and contentment. "I'm so tired now," Nix gasped, leaning heavily on Cass. "I don't think I could even walk back to the house."