Whispers and Promises (restarted)

Every time the tip of his tongue touched her clit, she felt an electric spark. She jerked in his arms, gasped and moaned for him. He was the only man in her life that had ever taken the time to learn what truly made her happy. He would move the sun and the moon for her if she only asked him, which she never did. She wanted Rath and that was enough for her.

"Don't tease me, my prince." She whispered, grinning at him down the length of her body in a smile that showed him that she loved what he was doing.
 
Rath smiled back at her and the tip of his tongue slipped out again to focus on her clit. His hand left her thigh and his thumb began rubbing her lips. After a moment, he inserted two fingers into her. He pumped them in and out slowly as his tongue continued to tease and torment her clit. The sound of her voice was the only thing he heard now. The hand at her breast began to roll and pinch her nipple in time with the rhythm of the two fingers inside her.
 
Kyra let out a cry as he teased her again, tracing the tip of his tongue against her clit with a light pressure as he slowly slipped his fingers into her entrance. Her hips rose to meet him, her fingers curling in the silk sheets that were nestled around them. She was in heaven as he pinched and rolled her nipple in time with his thrusts, stars bursting behind her eyes as she clenched them shut tightly.
 
Every cry and moan Kyra let out rang like beautiful music in Rath's ears. He put a little more pressure on her clit with his tongue and his hand worked faster in and out of her. His opposite hand moved to her other breast, repeating the process from before. She had asked for two nights and an afternoon of passion and he would give her that and more.
 
Kyra trembled beneath her prince, crying out with pleasure as he doubled his efforts and gave attention to her other breast. She squirmed beneath him, panting before she finally came with his name on her lips. Her hips were bucking, juices coating his fingers. She saw stars behind her clenched eyes, her fingernails digging sharply into the sheets beside her.
 
Rath continued to tease her body as she came down from her orgasm. When she seemed to settle he kissed his way back up her body and smiled down at her. "How do you say, 'I love you,' in your homeland, my princess?" Damn anyone who said otherwise or stood in their way. As far as he was concerned, their future together was written in the heavens and no one could persuade him otherwise.
 
Kyra laughed softly as he kissed his way back up her body, smiling down at her as he asked her how to say I love you in Dathish. It warmed her heart that he wanted to learn about her home and combine their love in a way that she had never seen before.

"Tal amari." She whispered softly, pressing her lips against his own and tasting her juices on his skin as they continued to caress one another.
 
Rath kissed her back and wrapped her up in his arms. "Tal amari, Princess Kyra." He leaned in and whispered into her ear. "Never despair. We've overcome so much already. We will see this through yet." He shimmied out of his breeches and rolled so that she was on top of him. He looked up at her with adoration and passion shining in his eyes. When they were alone it was the only time he allowed himself to appear vulnerable, and even then he was filled with a certainty and confidence that he had lacked when they first met. He had found the woman in his vision. He was becoming the man he was meant to be.
 
Kyra smiled happily as he whispered against her ear, not only speaking in Dathish but also promising that they would get through this as well. She had to believe that he was right, she thought to herself. Without that hope, they would be left with nothing.

She gasped as he turned them both over until she was hovering over the top of him. She looked down at him with a smile, leaning over his body to kiss him gently. She adored this man and would have done anything for him. He was lover, her future husband, the man who would give her beautiful children. Her future felt so bright when she was with Rath and she truly believed that they would create a wonderful future together.
 
Rath cupped her face in both his hands and brought her down into a kiss. He wanted her to believe as much as he did that they would succeed. She deserved a better life than what the conspirators had planned to force her into. He traced a fingertip up her spine teasingly and his smile took on a slightly impish cast. "I remember promising you a full night of passion. I think we've only just started. Wouldn't you agree?"
 
"I certainly won't stop you in that quest." Kyra murmured against his ear as his fingers traced over her spine and his impish grin lip up his features. "Just how would you like to start that journey, my prince?"

She couldn't help but laugh gently as she kissed him again. She absolutely adored Rath and couldn't imagine her life without him. It didn't matter to her that she was a foreign princess that was a concubine. She wouldn't have it any other way.
 
Rath rolled them over again and put Kyra's legs up over her head. He guided his cock into her, pressing her body into the soft mattress until he bottomed out inside her and met her lips in a passionate kiss. He laced his fingers with hers and his lips moved to her neck as he began thrusting with a slow rhythm. "How is this for a start?"
 
Kyra gasped as he took her legs and pressed them upwards until she was folded in half. He pressed his cock into her body, using his weight to trap her to the mattress. The feeling was absolutely incredible and she felt like he was filling her body completely.

She let out a moan as he kissed her throat, his fingers lacing with her own as he started to thrust into her with a deliciously slow movement. "Perfect." She managed to whimper.
 
Rath captured her lips in a passionate kiss as he fucked her. In these moments he could forget the difficulty of the task ahead of them. He could forget the conspirators. Alone with Kyra he could think only of what made all the struggles worthwhile. She deserved more and he would give it to her. Their reign together would be one the historians would speak of for generations to come.
 
Kyra whimpered as he captured her lips in a heated kiss, fucking her as her prince lost himself in the moment. She knew when he was free and this was one of those moments. He was thinking of nothing but her, pleasing her until there was nothing in her own mind but him. These were the moments of passion that they both lived for. It strengthened their bond and showed them that there was a glorious future out there waiting for them.
 
"I love you..." Rath whispered it to her several times with his voice dripping with passion. Kyra meant everything to him. At the thought earlier that night of her giving herself up to the conspirators his mind burned with rage. He would see each and every one of their heads on a pike before he allowed them to touch her again. He loved her. No one could ever change that.
 
Kyra closed her eyes tightly as Rath professed his love to her, whispering those weighted words against her ears in the heat of passion. It was welcome to hear that, the lovely tone of his husky passion making her core melt.

"And I love you." She said softly, gasping as he touched her deeply, both in her body and her soul. "Gods, I love you."

As he made love to her, she surrendered completely, whimpering and moaning with each thrust. He mastered her body until she came for him, her back arching off the bed as much as she could. Wet flesh clenched around his thrusting cock, welcoming him deeper if that was possible.
 
Rath filled her with streams of his seed as they came together. His vision was blurry for a moment and it was as if his head had been wrapped in silk. When it was over he released his love and laid beside her in bed. One hand still held hers and he smiled at her. "Don't ever despair. We will find a way."

He pulled Kyra closer to him and wrapped his arms around her. "My father can handle our guests and this mystery tomorrow. Perhaps after breakfast you can teach me more of your language. Perhaps read that story of..." Rath's voice trailed off as I thought entered his head. His brow knit and he grew silent.
 
Kyra sang nearly as loud as her birds did as Rath filled her with his heated seed, their combined groans echoing off the room around them. She smiled, sated as RAth held her head and settled beside her on the bed. She was happy. She loved this man. She wanted to be his forever.

She nestled against his side as he wrapped his arms around her, telling her what they would be doing in the morning. Breakfast in bed. Teaching him more of Dathish. Reading her stories to him. Then he went quiet...

"What's wrong, my love?" She asked him softly as his brow knit tightly and he grew serious and sullen.
 
"The story you told me..." Rath trailed off in thought. "The fables of the clever fox." He was silent another moment as he turned over this new idea in his head. He sat upright in bed and scratched at his beard in thought. "You once told me a tale of how the fox escaped the hunter and the bear by convincing them to fight each other. He played them both for fools.

"Father and I have been playing the part of simple-minded barbarians to fool those two men. What if they're not as foolish as they seem? My father's feelings about northerners are no secret. What if... What if no gifts were sent at all? What if they're lying to make us look for enemies where none exist?"
 
"Perhaps you give them too much credit too, Rath." Kyra said as she pulled a silken sheet around her naked body. "It would take much planning on their part to come up with an idea like that. I don't believe that they are capable of doing such. Well, not those men at least. Perhaps there are more involved then we originally thought."

She sat up and looked at him, the sheet held against her chest as she reached out and touched her lover's cheek gently. "But no thoughts of that right now, my sweet prince. Not after what we just did. Now...I want to enjoy a midnight snack with the man that I love before we both retire for the evening."
 
Rath pursed his lips and said nothing. What Kyra said was true. The idea was a stretch of imagination and made a lot of assumptions. And yet he couldn't quite shake the feeling that there was more behind the curtain regardless. Perhaps not as he first thought it... but would they need to know everything themselves? Were all the conspirators on a need-to-know basis? Too many questions and Rath didn't have a good head for it all yet.

"Forgive me. Perhaps I've simply been too focused on this whole conspiracy. I just can't seem to shake this feeling that... Never mind." He smiled at his beloved and looked briefly out the window at the sky. "It will be your birthday next month. I've asked the wizards to prepare you something... unique."
 
Kyra raised a brow as he turned his attentions outside the window to look at the sky, mentioning her birthday the following month. She smiled as he mentioned that he had asked the wizards to prepare her something unique.

"You wish to celebrate my birthday...in public?" She asked him softly, knowing that for every birthday that she had celebrated with him that it had been a quiet affair between just the two of them.
 
"Only if you wish. The wizards agreed to my request happily as they thought it a way to thank you as well for your friendship and the work you have done on behalf of their order." Rath leaned over and kissed her softly. "You've made a difference here. And jewelry only goes so far to tell you that. It's surprise I think you'll enjoy."
 
She couldn't help the smile that settled on her lips as Rath kissed her gently and told her that the wizards had wholeheartedly agreed to his request for her birthday present. If there were so many excited about the surprise, then who was she to tell him no.

"I suppose I can allow you to talk me into it." Kyra said softly, teasing her sweet prince as she kissed him again gently. "But only because you've gone through so much trouble already."
 
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