The Future King and the Commander's Daughter

Finally Mine Pt. 2

I ground into her, “Talking sexy like that to me won’t change the fact that I will have a bond with you right after you feel the pull.” She pointed out, “You didn’t factor the pull will feel stronger to you too.” I reiterated, “I considered all factors. It all came down to wanting to feel you the second it was official.” She smiled, saying, “Your dad agreed to adding me into the bond.” I chuckled, “My dad just asked what time the ceremony was. Your dad is one of his best friends. He’s long since considered you his daughter.” He probably wished he could feel her but we only felt our blood and mates accepted into the bond. Astrid wouldn’t be felt by my side of the family besides our children.

Midnight hit and kissed her hard. The pull I felt on my birthday paled in comparison to this magnetic force of nature. She gasped and wrapped her legs around me. I opened a portal and walked through. My dad chuckled, “I do need you to actually pay attention to the words I say here.” I held my hand finger out indicating we needed a minute. That sent the room into laughter.

I bit Astrid’s lip and pulled back. She mewled in protest. I whispered, “Ego te ducam modis quam cito cogitas, sed oportet te sentire (I'll take you in ways you can't imagine soon, but I need to feel you).” She nipped my ear, “Promissa, Promissa (Promises, Promises).” She was goading me but it wasn’t going to work. I had to feel her. I needed it more than my next breath.

I grunted, “Dad.” He sent me his understanding in the bond. My mom and siblings expressed their excitement in our bond. Logan yelled, “YAY! BO AND STRID!” Astrid waved to him and he bounced up and down on my mom’s hip as she held him.

My dad instructed, “Hold hands.” We did and he said, “Filius meus inuenit matrem suam, Scimus quoniam in foenore hodie venturum. Hodie Astrid membrum officialis huius familiae fit. Filius meus eam in corde suo accepit quo die nata est et signum mox portavit. Hanc familiam in nostram accipimus, eamque pro corona Principe, futuram huius regni reginam accipimus. Sanguis sanguinem meum, et sanguis meus elegit nos sentiunt inter se sentire, sicut et nos (My son has found his mate, we have known since they were in diapers this day would come. Today Astrid becomes an official member of this family. My son accepted her into his heart the day she was born and she will soon bare his mark. As a family, we accept her into ours and accept her as the Crown Princess, the Future Queen of this realm. Blood of my blood and blood of my choice feel us as we feel each other).”

That empty space in me that I’d long since desired to fill Astrid in flooded into my bond. Her happiness, adoration, and love filled me as if it was my own. I knew that a mate bond made the others seem dull, but I’d never felt someone so strongly in my entire life. Her emotions mirrored my own. Her life force and emotions hummed inside me. Both of our happiness echoed between the both of us.

Dawson hugged me first. He said, “I’ll get in here before we lose you to passion. I’m happy for you, brother.” We weren’t brothers by blood but by choice. I clapped him on the back. My dad got me next. He whispered, “Tam superbus sum tibi, Bjourn. Volo tibi vita beatitudinis (I am so proud of you, Bjourn. I wish you a lifetime of happiness).

I replied, “Gratias tibi agimus, dad. Scio me tractare propter exemplum quod posuisti c*m mom. Regina mea est proprie et figurate. Et ego faciam illam ut talem. Gratias ago tibi, quod exemplum habeo, quod homo semper egui. (Thanks, dad. I know how to treat her because of the example you set with mom. She is my Queen literally and figuratively. I will treat her as such. Thank you for being the example I have always needed as a man).” He sent me his love and the fact that my words meant the world to him.

He was the best dad, and I was lucky to have him. My mom got me next. She told me, “I have known since she was born she was yours. I am so proud of you both. I have been proud of the man that you are, but I peeked at all your plans for her birthday. I am so proud of you. You are a man who knows how to treat his mate like a Queen. I know she is actually going to be a Queen, but every woman should be treated that way. I love how she treats you as well. Because just as she should be treated as your Queen she should treat you as a King. That’s something I hope to teach all of you. Yours is just both literal and figurative. I am so proud of you it overwhelms me sometimes. I love you, my beautiful baby boy.”

I teased, “Mom, I’m hardly a baby.” She told me quite seriously, “You will always be my baby boy. No matter how old you get. I have loved watching you grow with her and become the man that you are with her. Always remember, as you have, that the bond above all is with her. Your brother, your dad and I will always matter; however, I hope you have seen your dad with our bond. He is so considerate and understanding. He’s always pulling me aside to discuss feelings. He’s not just my mate, he’s my best friend, my ally, my advocate. I know he has my back no matter what. One day soon, I’d imagine you’ll be a father and I feel confident you have the best example to be one.”

I told her, “You’ll be a grandmother as soon as I can make it happen.” I knew it could take a while. My grandmother had problems for a long time before fairies stepped in. She told us all that we were here because of them. I told her, “I have the best example from both of you. I consider myself incredibly fortunate to have you and dad as my parents. Then to know Astrid her whole life. I know that’s not how it usually goes for King’s of this realm.” I was the first. Most didn’t meet their mates until later in life.

She agreed, “Illud est verum. Quemadmodum scio te nobis c*m Astrido per latus tuum multa magna facturum esse. Amo te, mi formosa, miris puer pertinacis puer (That is True. I just know you will do many great things for us with Astrid by your side. I love you, my beautiful stubborn amazing baby boy).”

I told her, “Te amo mater. Faciam te super me omnes uno die, quo valeo (I love you, mom. I will make you proud of me every single day I can).” She told me, “Nulla dies praeterit ne me superbum facias. Omnes vos pueri decus meum atque gaudium sunt. Utinam pater tuus abiret asinum suum et accipit tibi alium fratrem (Not a day goes by that you don't make me proud. All of you boys are my pride and joy. Hopefully, your dad gets off his ass and gets you another sibling).”

I threw my head back and laughed. My dad sent us both his annoyance and love. I assured her, “Ego in ipso opere coepi (I’ve started working on himself).” She winked, “Omnes fratres tuos in ea habebimus. Puerum habebis ante siblings proximo tuo (We will have to get all your brothers in on it. You will have a child before you get your next siblings).” I chuckled, “I plan to give you one as soon as I can since dad’s slacking.” My brother’s busted up laughing and my dad rolled his eyes.

Remington came up to me and pulled me into a hug. He pulled back, “I have long considered you my son. I couldn’t have parted with my daughter for anyone who was unworthy. I have watched you become the man you are and I’m proud of you.” He pulled me closer and whispered, “Filiam meam, Bjourne, vel problema non habebis unquam (Do not ever hurt my daughter, Bjourn, or you will have a problem).”

I assured him, “Ego numquam nocebis eam ex intentione. Quotidie operam dabo ut certo sciat me scire me felicem filium canis habere illam (I will never hurt her intentionally. I will spend every day making sure she knows I'm aware I'm a lucky son of b***h to have her).” He clapped me on the back. If I hurt Astrid he wouldn’t have to find me, I’d come to him and let him hit me in the face and we all knew it.

Aaron hugged me next then all my brothers. Logan giggled, “Strid is shishy.” I chuckled, “Your teacher needs to work with you on pronunciation.” He stuck his tongue out. I teased, “Sister. She is your sister.” He nodded happily. I told him, “I’m just teasing you, Logan.” He huffed, “I know, Bo.” I ruffled his hair, “You stay a little kid as long as you can.” I wanted that for him. For all of them really. The life we led as the Prince’s of this realm was intense. I sent them all my love in the bond. That had us in a group hug.

I grabbed Astrid and pulled her into me. I nuzzled her neck and her lust rose inside me. I ordered, “Vale, mate tuum, dic. Talia consilia habeo. Temperatio mea exaruit. (Say your goodbyes, mate. I have such plans. My restraint is withering).” She called, “Goodbye everyone. I’ll see you at my party Bjourn says he put together.” Several people chuckled. She asked, “Didn’t you say there was a party?” I replied, “Of course there is. In a little less than twelve hours.” She rolled her eyes.

I sent her my feelings that she was asking for it. I felt her surprise in the new bond we shared along with joy she felt that she could feel me. I opened a portal and pulled her through to our room. She gasped and her surprise lit through me. I nuzzled her neck, “It’s good I can still surprise you.” I’d ordered Blooming Iris’s to be placed all over our room. The staff had done that while we were at our ceremony. They’d even sprinkled some across the bed.

She turned, “Bjourn.” I replied, “Felix dies natalis, stella mea (Happy birthday, My star).” She blushed while I continued, “Nunc omnes mei estis. Signum meum ibi erit, et tuas portabo omnes ad videndum (You are all mine now. My mark will be right there and I will bare yours for all to see).” She sent her desire and begged, “Attende nunc, quaeso. Totus sermo meus es et hoc traho tam vehemens. Te requiro, te volo. Tuus esse cupio omnibus modis. Possessus est cor meum ex prima memoria. Te amo, Bjourn Rollo Cambridge (Mark me now, please. You are my whole word and this pull is so intense. I need you, I want you. I want to be yours in every way. You have owned my heart since my first memory. I love you, Bjourn Rollo Cambridge).”

I replied, “Te amo etiam Astrid Elizabetham Crawford. Totum mundum possidesti, ex quo in hunc mundum venisti. Hunc ego diem exspectavi c*m scirem quid socii essent. Regina mea es, stella mea (I love you too Astrid Elizabeth Crawford. You have owned my whole world since you came into this world. I have been waiting for this day since I knew what mates were. You are my Queen, my star).”

I slammed my lips on hers and put my hand on her neck and pulled her flush against me. Her leg came through the slit of her outfit and wrapped around my leg. I used my other hand to caressed her thigh then gripped it tightly grinding into her. She moaned into my mouth and I sent her all my love and lust that I’d been dying to send her for years.

I watched her lose it as she ripped my belt off. I watched curiously to see how she dealt with all my feelings pulsing inside her now. My pants were quickly down around my ankles and she licked my d**k. I groaned, “Astrid.” She sent me her delight and deep throated me without warning. I groaned, “f**k!” My fingers went into her hair and she dug her fingers into my ass. I let her get me close then I yanked her up.

She pouted and I bit her lip pulling her bottom lip into my mouth. I told her, “My first orgasm will be inside you as mates with our bond.” I kicked my pants off, pushed her back onto our bed, and disappeared under her slit. I licked her c**t, “Meum est. omnes mne. Perfectum olfacies stupri et meus es. My stella mea. Concubina mea, regina mea, omnia mea (Mine. All mine. You smell f*****g perfect and you're mine. My Stella mea. My mate, my Queen, my everything).”

I began to lick with fervor. I sent her all my feelings about how sucking me got her so damn wet every time. She moaned and her legs quivered, “Bjourn.” I slid two fingers inside her and curled them. She screamed, “BJOURN!” I chuckled and kept going. I brought her to the edge two more times. I’d planned for five but my naughty Queen had other plans.

She pleaded, “Quaeso, Bjourn. Te intra me postulo, mi rex (Please, Bjourn. I need you inside me, My King).” Something deep and primal filled me with her words. I ripped her outfit off with my bare hands and her lust tripled. I flipped her over and spanked her hard. She moaned, “Bjourn.” I ordered, “Say it again.” I rubbed my tip against her, “If this is what you want, say it again.” She turned and shot me a sultry look, “Mi Rex (My King).” I grunted and slammed into her. I replied, “You want a King? You’ll get it, my Queen.” Excitement lit through her and our bond.

I gripped her hips and pulled back slamming back inside her. God, she felt like heaven. I let myself go to the lust, mate pull, and the primal side of me that flared when she called me her King. I spanked her, ripping an orgasm out of her as she clutched the sheets. I pulled out of her and yanked her so she was ass off the bed and flipped her onto her back. I slid back inside her grunted, “f*****g perfect, and mine!” I threw her calves on my shoulder and pounded into her again.

She was screaming in pleasure. I ordered, “Play with your clit.” She fumbled to follow my instructions but made it there. Then she shattered again. I grunted, watching fascinated as she played with herself. She was about to come again. I demanded, “Look at me, Stella Mea (My Star). Look at your King.” Her eyes snapped to mine before she fell over the edge again. I pushed us back on the bed and sank my teeth into her neck.

The pleasure she felt in our bond had me coming inside her. Then I felt her teeth pierce my neck. I heard yells outside I recognized as my brothers followed by grunting of their own. I hoped they enjoyed this feeling because I sure as hell planned to. I pulled back and lost myself in the primal emotions Astrid was evoking in me. We destroyed our room. I had spare furniture, exact replicas of everything since Astrid had picked all this stuff out. I didn’t care much, but she had an eye for all of it.

I gently rubbed her stomach, “We need to get ready for your party.” She murmured, “Sure.” I softly trailed kisses where my fingers had trailed. I said, “I believe you are in here, my child.” Astrid’s happiness jolted in our bond. She giggled, “You don’t know that.” I replied, “I came inside you so much and will happily do so until you have everything you want. I’ll cancel everything on our schedules if you want. I just have a feeling, the future King is already here.” She replied, “Or Queen.” I kissed her again, “I’d love a little girl who looks exactly like her mother.” She cupped my face, “I want lots of little boys who look like their daddy.” She was probably going to get lots of boys if that’s what she wanted.

I told her, “Our firstborn will wear the crown and I promise you to do everything I can to make his or her childhood as normal as I possibly can. I will let our children be kids as long as they can as my dad did with me.” She sent me her absolute belief, “I know you will. Now, carry me to the shower if you want to have s*x later after my party.” I scoffed, “After thirty minutes of you being at your party we will be having more sex.”

She shot me an amused look. She ordered, “Then carry me.” I winked and said, “Don’t move.” She stretched her arms, “Yeah, I wasn’t planning to move.” I went into the bathroom and started a bath putting in the bath s**t she used. Once it was ready I came out and picked her up, carrying her bridal style. I got in the tub with her and placed her back on my chest. She sighed contentedly.

I played with my mark on her neck. My name was written in elegant small letters on her neck. I felt myself hardening. She teased, “You’re insatiable.” I replied, “You already knew that, but seeing my name right here where it belongs; knowing your name is where it belongs. God, I’ll never get anything done again.” I slid my fingers between her legs and began to play with her c**t. She moaned, “Bjourn.” I gently played with her sensitive mound until she came.

I gently rubbed her body soap all over her. She turned and slid right back on me. She brought us to a release when my dad yanked me to him full of mirth. I grunted, “We need to go.” She agreed, “We are late to my party.” It was eleven thirty. I shrugged, “You’re the birthday girl. I dare anyone to say anything about it to you.” We got up and I dried her off. She went into the closet and I waited. She’d pick what she wanted me to wear.

She threw nice pants at me then came out in a sexy black jumpsuit. It was off one shoulder and showed her mark off. I told her, “That does not provide me the best access.” She winked, “I guess you’ll have to get creative.” I grinned, “You know I will.” I pulled my pants on and opened a portal to her birthday. My dad announced, “The Crown Prince and Princess have arrived for her birthday party.” Everyone screamed with excitement. I pulled her into me and kissed her deeply.

I pulled back and Kashe swooped in and grabbed her. I warned, “Don’t take my mate very far.” She shot me a look that said ‘whatever’ then took off. I told Dawson, “Your wife and mine will get up to trouble.” In our realm, Astrid was already seen as my wife now. We’d get married officially one day, but that mark on her neck along with our mate bond made her wife in all our eyes. He agreed, “That they will. Welcome to the club.” He pulled me in for a hug.

Marcus clapped me on the back, “Thank you for that insane amount of lust. We’ve been having ourselves a hell of a time.” I laughed, “I’m glad, brother.” My guard faded in and inclined his head. Astrid’s guard had been ready to go for months. So, if they weren’t with her right now there would be hell to pay.

Dawson, Marcus, and I went to my guard and he stepped out into the hall. I asked, “What’s wrong? Is Astrid’s guard not with her?” I checked our bond and she felt surprised and excited. I answered my own question, “She is fine.” Garth agreed, “She is and her guard is with her. There are two guests not on the list that are insistent they get inside.” I felt Astrid’s confusion over my fury. I left him and went to the front of the house. I wasn’t surprised to find Rhett and Briar were there. I knew it was them the second Garth said something.

I told them, “This is a closed event.” Briar cooed, “BB, we want to wish Astrid a happy birthday.” I replied, “Then do so later. We don’t plan to be here long.” Briar pouted, “We haven’t been invited to much lately.” Marcus scoffed, “Yet you decided to show up to the castle without an invitation.” Rhett argued, “She’s our friend.” I amended, “She is your acquaintance at best. Leave my Queen alone.” Both turned red and I turned on my heel.

Briar called, “BB, we are friends.” I whirled around, “You specifically will want to stay away from me because it’s been pointed out to me that you might have never been Astrid’s friend. Pray I don’t find that that’s true.” She gasped as if offended, “I may not sugarcoat things for her, but Astrid is my friend.” I warned, “She’d better be for your sake.” Rhett looked confused. If he wasn’t such a dolt, I’d feel worse for him than I do now. A slice of pity went through me for him as it was. He had no idea the person she was and they had a bond. He never saw her as a snake even as kids. He thought she was misunderstood.

Rhett asked, “Will you at least take her present?” I replied, “If you want to give her the present, you are more than welcome to at a later date. Be aware her guard is active and around. They deal with threats as I advised them.” They would or they’d be in a world of pain. I offered, “If you don’t want to give it to her yourself, I will.” Briar took it from Rhett and practically threw it at me. She huffed, “Here.” She grabbed Rhett’s hand whirling around and leaving. He looked back and I saw how broken he really looked.

Part of me felt bad for him, then I remembered that broken look was there because Astrid was mine and not his. I let my eyes blaze and he quickly turned back to Briar soothing her from their rejection to the party. Marcus said, “They are the weirdest mates of all time.” I watched them go, agreeing, “They seem that way to us. As long as they are happy, that’s what matters. Given how everything started and worked out between them; I’d imagine there’s some awkwardness there. It’s nothing any of us will have to worry about.”