“Is this what you wanted?” she asked teasingly, and her other hand moved to push my top up, freeing my breasts before pinching a nipple hard.
“Yes, Ma’am,” I cried, grinding against her. “Please, more,” I begged desperately.
“I’ll take care of you,” she promised and began to suck at my pulse point in a way that suggested she wanted to bite me, and I knew there would be a mark left behind. She continued to rub small circles against my clit, increasing her pressure the closer I came to falling undone. I moaned loudly, my hips bucking and pressing harder against her as I reached my peak.
Before my breathing had calmed, she removed her hand from my panties and pulled me over until I faced her to kiss me hard. Her tongue entered my mouth, owning me. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. I was pleased to find she wore only her underwear. I ran my hands greedily along the flesh of her back and down to her round ass. She swatted my thigh in a warning. I knew I needed permission to touch her, but it was near impossible to control myself when I wanted her so badly.
“I want to touch you,” I whined in response, pulling away from her kiss. She growled deeply and grabbed my jaw, pulling me back into her kiss until I was breathless and panting when she released me.
“You can use your mouth only,” she told me, a playful grin on her perfect lips and molten-silver eyes glowing brightly. She sat up against the pillows and gave me an expectant look.
“Yes, Mistress,” I replied eagerly and moved to my knees between her legs before leaning forward to kiss her softly, chastely on the lips; I was pleased when she returned the kiss and smiled sweetly as I pulled away. The softness of her smile was encouraging; she wouldn’t deny me what I wanted for long, but she enjoyed making me work for it. I moved to her neck, placing wet kisses down to her chest, pleased with the feeling of her throat bobbing under my lips and the slight increase in her breaths. Carefully, I used my teeth to pull the lace of one of her bra cups down, revealing her hard nipple and ran my hot tongue over the bud and sucked hungrily. Her hand gripped my hair, and I braced myself, hands on the bed on either side of her, so I could more fully worship my Princess.
Her small moans and gasps were the most wonderful of sounds, and I could have stayed contently there, nipping and sucking her breasts for the entire morning. When she was ready, she pushed my head down; I went willingly, kissing her stomach down to her panties. Removing her panties with only my teeth was tricky, and she giggled above me as I huffed frustratedly. “This isn’t fair. I want to taste you already,” I whined, not at all embarrassed by how desperate I surely sounded, too consumed with my desire.
“A little help then,” she offered, lifting her hips from the bed, shimmying her panties down her thighs and off, and throwing them to the floor. As soon as she was revealed, I leaned forward to lap at her excitement. Her fist tightened in my hair again, and her hips rose to grind herself against my mouth. I craved the way she controlled and directed me to her pleasure. In carnal moments there was nothing more satisfying than pleasing her. It was not long before she groaned roughly above me, her rocking hips paused, and I was rewarded with a gush of her slickness. I dipped my tongue inside her to savour her addictively unique taste and clean her up.
“That’s enough, pet,” she told me, pulling me away and up toward her.
“Come here,” she commanded and pulled me on top of her, wrapping her arms around me tightly, her leg over my hip and her chest rumbling in a purr.
“Can we wake up like this every day?” I asked her, pressing my face against her neck. She laughed beneath me.
“I’ve been up for some time,” she told me, her fingers ghosting over my exposed back, my top still pulled up, and creating a shiver down my spine. “Today will be our last day in the castle; we are returning to Sanguis Academy tomorrow.”
“Why?” I asked. I thought we might have to return to school at some point, but I had hoped not until after summer. I had been missing Ana, but I also enjoyed the castle. Mostly I enjoyed all the time I had been spending with the Princess. It felt to me that we had grown closer. We spoke often, and she had become very generous with her affections.
“I must resume my formal education to be crowned as Queen. All monarchs and nobles with titles must complete a strenuous series of courses designed for their future roles. Birthright or not, all those in positions of power should be appropriately educated,” she explained and pressed her lips against my crown.
“So, if you don’t pass your classes, you don’t get to be Queen someday?” I asked.
“Not quite; it is simply the proper process. I have ample time to complete my classes, even if I must retake a few courses, given that I missed the end of the spring term. The summer term has only recently begun.”
“You don’t get summer off?” I questioned, pulling away to look at her. She smiled wide, leaning forward to kiss my lips.
“No, there are four terms, separated by two weeks holiday each. It is designed to allow those who desire, or need, to complete their studies in a shorter time frame; while allowing others to take longer if they choose. If I desired, I could choose not to return until the fall or winter term.”
“You want to study all summer?” I asked her.
“There are other reasons to return to Sanguis Academy,” she replied, pulling me down to rest my head against her shoulder. I felt her press her nose against me and breathe in my scent.
“What other reasons?” I asked curiously.
“Nothing to concern yourself with,” she replied, and I knew from her tone she did not want me to question her further on the topic.
“Will we still have time to be together, like we have been?” I asked her instead. She would seek me out when she wasn’t working with the council or meeting with her father. I enjoyed her company, listening to her speak, her tours of the castle and grounds, and the ways she touched me, from the innocent holding of hands to the not-so-innocent intimate touches. I didn’t want what had developed between us to change. She had not returned my affections in words, but I knew she had to care for me at least some, more than simply physically - she didn’t always want me solely for my body.
Her hands paused on my back, and she pulled me against her tighter, her leg over my hip flexing and holding me closer still.
“Percy, my little pet,” she began speaking softly. “You are mine. You will always belong to me. No matter where we are, no matter the changing circumstances. There is not anything or anyone in the world that could change that between us.” Her lips pressed against my head. “I sense your unease. It is unwarranted. Remember who you belong to, always,” she commanded.
“I belong to you,” I told her. “I won’t forget.”
“Good girl.” She purred. “Now, as it is our last day at the castle for at least a few months, you should get up, shower, and say goodbye to your friends,” she told me. “You might be pleased to know that Edward will return to Sanguis Academy with us.”
“Because he’s your spy, and you need him to watch me?” I asked, sitting up to meet her liquid-silver eyes.
She grinned, flashing her fangs, and flipped us over, pinning me beneath her, her black hair falling forward and creating a curtain around me. I squealed at the sudden change in position, excited by her strength. “I prefer watching you myself,” she told me, leaning down to run her nose along my neck and nip gently at my jaw before kissing me softly. “Now get up,” she commanded when she ended the kiss and lifted herself from me.