Page 21 of The Princess’s Pet (Soul Match #1)
“I can’t believe we’re going into the forest of the Dark Mountains,” I told the Princess excitedly. We were at the edge of the forest having sneaked away from the castle leaving her personal guard behind.
“Are you scared?” she asked me teasingly. It had been a week since I had awoken after surviving Poseidon’s Wrath and I was restless from being kept hostage in the Princess’s wing. Though technically Princess wasn’t the correct title; Queen Regent was her current title, at least until her father recovered, and he was healing now that Lady Sana was treating him instead of drugging him.
The Princess had told me that she had executed the traitors her uncle Vasilios and Lord Antoniou. When I asked why she allowed Lady Sana to live and even kept her on the council, the Princess reminded me that she was indeed a Queen to be, with her understanding of people and behaviour, terrifyingly enacted. “An enemy defeated, pardoned, and kept close is more reliable than any friend. Lady Sana will not only serve me well and true with gratitude because I have spared her life, but she will also act as a living reminder of the consequences to those who betray my trust. Her mere presence means that no one will soon forget the folly of Vasilios and Lord Antoniou. Vasilios was my uncle which in turn led my father to trust him, to gift him land and title and hold him high. Lord Antoniou was ambitious and although treated well by my father always wanted more. Friends are useful when equals, but monarchs cannot truly have friendships for we are not equal to our subjects. Friends expect more and more without gratitude, enemies are honest in their desires, and friends are liars to keep the peace. Give me an enemy under my thumb over a friend any day.”
“I’m not scared,” I told her, but I was a little. The stories of the forests of the Dark Mountains were legendary, told throughout the Borealis Kingdom.
“Don’t worry, pet, I’ll keep you safe,” she told me, taking my hand and entwining our fingers before leading me into the treeline.
The forest was surprisingly not dark. Light filtered through the canopy and I could see very well.
“I thought it was meant to be dark in the forest?” I voiced my thoughts.
“The light is lost further in, but I’m not leading you into the darkness,” she answered glancing down at me.
“Where are you taking me then? You’ve been quite secretive,” I asked because all she had told me was that she wanted to share something with me.
“You’ll know when we get there,” she replied cryptically and continued to lead me through the forest.
The further we walked the denser the forest became until the Princess was helping me over fallen trees and catching me before I could trip on the forest litter. After what felt like a lifetime of almost falling and my face bright red from the Princess’s laughter each time she saved me before I could hit the floor, the trees began to thin and I could hear the rushing of water.
We walked further still until we emerged from the treeline to a waterfall on the side of the mountain. It was small perhaps 30 feet or so, with clear water falling into a deep pool. The edges of the pool were lined with large flat stones baking in the warmth of late spring. It was wild and beautiful and as I turned to look up to the Princess, who I found already watching me, I thought that she too was wild and beautiful.
“It’s wonderful,” I told her.
“Do you want to swim?” she asked me letting go of my hand and walking onto the large flat stones turning to face me and beginning to pull her thin top over her head.
I stood and watched as she undressed, enjoying the view and the way she was deliberately slow for me. It was sweet agony to stand still and only watch as she undressed until completely naked.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked me as she turned and dived elegantly into the pool.
I ran to where her clothes were left in a pile and stripped myself. Her head bobbed up to the surface of the water and she watched me.
“It’s cold,” she warned me, and the moment I was finished removing my clothes I jumped in, splashing far more than she had. When I emerged at the surface she laughed and swam towards me pulling me to her for a deep kiss.
Her hands found my buttocks and pinched me playfully before lifting the back of my thighs and encouraging me to wrap my legs around her.
“I used to escape here every summer,” she told me when she pulled away to let me breathe, strong hands gripping my thighs. “It’s my favourite place in the world,” she continued.
“I can see why,” I told her with my arms around her neck and I pulled her back to me for another kiss, our bodies pressed tight, my pussy against her abdomen, breast to breast.
She easily took control of the kiss, dominating my mouth, and sucking on my tongue. She left my lips to attack my neck, teeth nipping my skin, tongue swiping over to soothe, and sucking at the flesh, undoubtedly leaving her mark.
She moved us closer to the edge where her feet could touch the stony bottom of the pool and she lifted me onto the flat rock. The rock was warm on my backside in contrast to the cold water. The Princess continued to kiss my neck and chest, her hands moving to push my knees apart as her lips travelled to my breast and erect nipples. Her teeth tugged at my nipples, her nails running tauntingly along the inside of my thighs. Her lips moved further down my body kissing my stomach, my hands tangled in her hair.
“I did warn you pet, that I was going to devour you,” she told me as she dipped lower and pressed her lips softly against my aching nether lips once, but that was where her softness ended. She licked and sucked at me with eagerness, her tongue swirling around and over my clit, again and again. I was moaning and crying out for her, hoping that there were no others in the forest able to hear my begging. My legs clamped uncontrollably around her head as I came hard, my whole body shuddering with my release.
She freed herself easily from between my legs and kissed her way back up my body to my mouth. Her hand wound around my throat holding me close, applying just enough pressure to keep me where she wanted. I could taste myself on her tongue and it only ignited my desire again.
“We’ve got all afternoon pet,” she promised me as I desperately tried to pull her closer to me.
By the time the sun was setting I was exhausted laying on rapidly cooling rocks, my head on the Princess’s stomach, one leg over and between hers, and my fingers slowly running through her wet, hot, folds, teasing her perfect bud. I was enjoying her small moans and the way her fingers pressed against the flesh of my back. I was insatiable when it came to her pleasure, it felt like I could never have enough. I wanted to make her cum over and over and she allowed me to do so. She was close to cumming again, I could tell by the way her muscles tensed and her breath hitched, but she didn’t push me to hurry up, she allowed me to take my time, pushing her over the edge slowly. And when she fell, I was rewarded with the most erotic and enchanting groan of pleasure as her hips rose and bucked slowly with my touch.
She pulled me to her for a languid kiss that still left me breathless.
“We should get back; the heat of the day is fading, and I’m completely famished,” she told me grinning, her gaze dropping to my throat.
“Will you feed from me tonight?” I asked hopefully. Today was the day all my dreams seemed to be coming true. After a week of the Princess not allowing me to do much more than eat and sleep, even refusing to be intimate with me, she had finally decided that I was recovered.
“That was my plan,” she told me leaning in for another kiss before helping me to my feet so we could dress.
As I fell asleep that night, I was content, entirely so, for the first time in my life. I didn’t know what the future held. I didn’t know if the Princess would ever return my feelings to the same extent. It didn’t matter then. All that mattered was the person I loved, my soul match, held me close, her purr of contentment lulling me to sleep.