A bride between bloodlines

Nemesis

CAMINO

The nemesis of your actions would surely come back to haunt you.

Seven years ago.

The room was dimly lit just the way she liked it. She was sprawled on the massive bed, blending perfectly with her body next to mine under the soft black duvet. The plan was set but it felt like my blood had frozen, and everything in me screamed to just brace it. A tear slipped down my cheek as I tucked a strand of slik hair behind her ear, then slowly traced her her full brows, to her pointed nose and her soft lips. Inching closer, I brushed my lips against hers and the sensation travelled through me. Forty four years of my life, I had never been so mesmerized by anyone until I met Velvera. She was a dream to me, and I wanted to remain there forever, caressing her soft body, planting kisses all over her and professing my undying love for her over and over again, because I would never get tired. Of her jokes.

I would never get tired of those sunset eyes that always drew me to oblivion, the way my insides tingled whenever I was with her.

Instead, I wanted more.

More of everything we had shared in the past six months and the way they made me come alive.

But I knew better than subject her to that kind of pain, because she wouldn't survive in the palace. Not without powers.

–In Grayes, everyone was placed under a rank, in respect to your powers. There were seers who were granted longer lives than the others and the power of prophecy. That was where I belonged, a powerful seer and the heir to the throne. She didn't know this.

The likes of Celina my late wife, were called gifters, or rather, good luck charms because of their healing powers and ability to attract good things. This had earned them the privilege of providing brides for the royal family.

Finally, we had doomers who just like their name, carried doom and death around them. That was where she belonged–

I had never given any thought to the hierarchy in Grayes. As long as the people feared and respected me, it was enough. Now, I realized I was going to lose someone as special as her, because of it.

The cruelty of the system had finally dawned on me.

But even in my traunce, I still desired her so much. I had nursed the thought of crossing the forbidden border with her. Thought of making her my own and defiling my father. Damn! My chest hurt so much.

Gently cupping her face, I took her soft lips in mine, savouring the lingering taste of cocktail and strawberry icing from the cake we had few hours ago. Her hands circled my neck, kissing me back with same urgency while beckoning on me to slow down. But I was past the stage of caring. If I was going to leave, then why not make her mine?

“Mino,” she moaned.

Pulling back, she stared into my eyes. “Are you okay?”

I was tempted to tell her everything. That i was scared of losing her. That i was going to end everything tonight even if I didn't want to. That i wanted to elope with her and forget about the kingdom.

But alas, she didn't even know I was a prince.

Pushing back the thought, I nodded frantically and crashed my lips on her again, nibbing softly on her lower lip before gliding into her mouth and took her tongue, sucking and caressing softly before moving on to her neck. She let out a small moan and dug her fingernails into my hair, while I slowly trailed kisses over her neckline and earlobe. Finding my way through her shirt, I cupped her both breasts and caressed them, pulling the n*****s to elicit that soft maon from her.

“Baby..” she cooed, bringing me to a halt. Her eyes flashed with desire as she cupped my face. “Are you sure you're okay?”

I understood her fears.

She was a virgin.

But I was already overwhelmed by the surge of pleasure and grief.

“Do you trust me?” I muttered, searching her eyes for answers.

“Of course baby.”

“I trust you too, Roja.” As I fondly called her. “And I promise I'm not going to hurt you.” Lie.

She beamed at me before planting a soft kiss on my lips.

Slowly, I tugged the hem of her shirt–my shirt on her– and rid it to the full view of her luscious body. It wasn't my first time seeing her naked, but it didn't fail to my make my brain dizzy every time. She was simply a work of art.

Taking her lips in mine again, I gently pushed through her thighs and grazed a thumb on her c**t. She hissed from the immense pleasure, tightened her fist in my hair and arched her back forward. I repeated the move again, then pushed through her folds and caught her fluids already dripping onto the sheets.

“I promise to love every part of you, Roja.”

I grabbed a pillow and balanced her waist on it, giving me a better access to her beauty. Even though the room was dark, I could make out her form already ebbed in my memories. My tongue grazed my lips before sliding into her, drinking from her wetness that I could never get enough of. She rocked her hips, stifling the screams that edged at her throat as I swiftly moved in and out of her, while working on her c**t with my hands. I watched her eyes shut in pleasure as she leaned back, while trembling under my touch.

“Right there..” she moaned, spreading wider. “Please..mino…”

I increased my pace, gripping her thighs while rubbing on her c**t with my lips until she jerked in ecstasy and splashed white fluid over my face. As she caught my eyes, I got rid of my sweat pants to release my raging member. She took me with her eyes first, gulping down a lump of air and the sight made my brain rewire. We had seen each other's nakedness a few times but she was always flustered at it and the feeling was light heading.

“I want to take you, Roja.” I whispered, surprised at my own courage. “I want to make you mine.”

She leaned closer and cupped my cheeks, then a tear slipped down her eye.

“I'm all yours.”

This time, she took my lips and nibbed softly as I caressed her soft body. I just couldn't get enough of her, and it made me hate myself. That i would leave that night, shatter her heart without mercy and never return.

Yet, I urged on.

From her lips, I planted soft kisses throughout her body until I got to her folds which were slick with sensual fluids again. f**k!

With a slow pace, I guided my buldge into her wetness. She let out a wince at first then relaxed a bit until she was comfortable with my size. As i moved, her walls contracted and pulsated with a maddening pace, taking me in full. My insides tingled in her and my toes curled. She let out a soft moan, urging me to move faster. When my pace increased, I saw stars in her hazel eyes, which held mine in trust and love. As her legs circled my waist and my lips swallowed her own while thrusting into her goodness, it felt like a knife was driven through my chest.

Later that night, when sleep finally claimed her, I stayed awake beside her, memorizing everything about her. Her heavenlines. The small curve of her lips. The rise of her breathing. The way her fingers searched for me even in her dreams..

They made it hard to leave.

But I knew better.

So before sunrise, I slipped from the bed, took the fallen earr

ing from the sheets, and walked to my crown, while carrying broken pieces of my heart.