Chapter 51: Chapter 50

Dalliah

I think the reason I ask that is to know where I stand as quickly as possible. No more beating around the bush, no more assumptions, just me asking a question and accepting the answer like an adult. Even if that answer might cause me great amounts of pain on top of an already difficult day.

Rhu laughs like I asked something funny, and not an incredibly risky question, “I’d never say that.”

I want to groan from frustration but he’s earned the right to be vague if he likes, “But would you want that?” I push when I should probably drop it.

He looks at me properly now with squinted eyes, “No, that’s why I’d never say it.” He talks like it’s obvious and maybe I am overthinking things too much. “Why are you asking?”

I shrug, something I really shouldn’t do now that my name is known but I think Mother would forgive me. Odelina shrugs and she’s the whole continent’s princess, not some forgotten version.

“Come on Doll, you wouldn’t ask unless you had a reason.” He raises one eyebrow, challenging me to confess and I try not to blush at his use of my nickname.

“I just wanted to know what you thought, you know, now that everything is now out there in the open.” My voice is small but he still hears me.

He scratches his chin while shaking his head slightly, and it’s like what I’ve just said gives him food for thought, while amusing him in the process.

“I could ask you the same thing, you know, seeing as I’m not the one who lied.” He tilts his head, showing that he’s not angry while saying this which I appreciate.

“Yes, but the lie-it-well.” I stutter, trying to say what I need to in the right way but I can’t get it to work. I don’t know how to phrase it without giving my vulnerability to his answer away.

But then again, what’s a bit of vulnerability after what we’ve been through? “You feel differently now that you know the truth.” I blurt out, lacking any form of tact.

“And who says this?” He pushes back and I blink, not expecting it.

“Well… Me, because, you know… I lied.” I sound like an idiot getting all of that out there but there’s no mistaking what I mean now.

He smiles patiently, “And you had a good reason to, given what you thought.”

The fact that he just defended me from myself stuns me for a second, and I wonder from his words if his frustration is more around what I thought, rather than what I lied about.

“I thought it because she died, and you know, you took over the castle.” I try to explain my reasoning, but there’s no point because that’s already obvious from our conversation earlier.

“I know, I’ve thought about it a lot since we spoke and I don’t blame you. I’d have done the same, if not gone a bit further.” He laughs lightly and I try not to remember my brief stunt with the ivy leaves.

“So you’re not mad at me?” I sound like a child but I find it hard to care right now.

“No. But I would like you to answer another question for me…” He pauses, second-guessing himself, “Was any of it real?”

I swallow hard, not expecting that for some reason. I know he’s not mad now but I still don’t know if his feelings are changed which means that what I’m about to confess might remain one-sided.

“I wanted you when I didn’t want to,” That doesn’t make a lot of sense, “What I mean is, that I didn’t want to want you, but I did end up, you know, wanting you.”

I’ve said the word so much it barely even sounds like one now and my face is on fire with a flush of embarrassment. I’ve never said something like that before and now I know why.

“You want me?” He repeats slowly, walking closer and closing the space between us.

“Yes.” I breathe.

The answering smile on his face is all I could have wanted, but then when he leans down to kiss me, I feel my problems melt away.

Our bodies fit together like two puzzle pieces joining, his arms around my waist, my hands in his hair and our lips locking over and over again. Knowing more than last time, I nip at his lip before he can, and trail kisses up his jaw towards his ear and then down his neck.

I keep thinking about how he made me feel and how I want nothing more than to bring him the same kind of pleasure, despite knowing next to nothing.

“Are you sure about going back down this road?” Rhu’s voice is ragged and filled with desire, something I bet he’ll see returned as I look at him with hooded eyes.

“Because once we do, I might never let you go.” He moves a hand to the back of my neck, pulling my hair slightly so that my head tilts back and more of my skin is exposed for him to caress.

“I might never want you to.” I find myself replying through the lavender haze.

Something in him snaps, and before I know it he’s pushing us back towards my bed. He pins me beneath his body, never breaking contact with my skin the whole time.

My legs take it upon themselves to wrap around his waist and I hold him closer to me, wanting his warmth and the feeling of his body on mine. A fire in my stomach has started to grow similar to last time, but I’d rather have something more mutual and less one-sided, even if I’m the one to reach the end.

“More, I want more of this.” I try to express to him what I need as he’s already started to loosen the strings of my dress.

“More of what Doll?” He asks softly before taking one of my newly exposed breasts into his mouth. He sucks hard against my nipple causing it to pebble more than before, while biting at the end every so often to push me further and further towards the edge.

“More of you, I want to feel more of you,” I call out to him while trying to keep my pleasure contained. I must look ridiculous lying here exposed to him but all I can think about is his tongue lapping against my peaks.

He pauses for a second to look up at me and a groan of complaint escapes my lips. “We can take it further… but are you sure you want to?”

“I want this.” I kiss his face again, “I want you, all of you.”

All doubt is now swept aside as he removes my dress and shift completely, while doing the same with his tunic and trousers. My mouth opens in shock at the sight of him, having never seen a naked man before, and when he leans back down over the top of me, I panic slightly wondering where it could go.

“Do you trust me?” His words ground me and unlike last time, I don’t hesitate to nod back at him.

Rhu lines himself up against me, the part only he has ever seen before, and must feel how wet and ready I am for him. His member pushes against my entrance and at first I feel the sharp pain from stretching as he inserts himself inside. But after he remains there for a few moments, I get used to it, and as he moves, slowly at first before becoming more frequent, the pain is quickly replaced with a pleasure I couldn’t have imagined.

This must have been what my body was craving. Having us joined together as one while the pressure inside of me grows stronger with every thrust of his hips. My nails trail down his back, trying to bring him in closer somehow while he leans down to kiss me.

I can feel the explosion approaching like it did before, only this time it’s more intense as I tighten around him. Cries of pleasure fall from my mouth before I can stop them, and when the shudders of release start to slow, I realise he’s doing the same.

Finally, I’ve been able to return the favour.