A Deep Need (Reader Beware 18+)

I listened carefully as Aiden briefed me on all that had happened while we were away. It would seem that Avery has been gathering a large group of thugs, mainly in the northern part of the kingdom near the Everwood forest. I thought about that for a moment. “I thought the Everwood forest was in Vesaria?” I asked.

“It is,” Aiden said, rolling his eyes. “It is also in Everbloom, Drakemoore, Braedeen, and Maven.” I started to ask and he shook his head. “For whatever reason, all of the realms have used the name, but I’m speaking about our kingdom and realm. The Everwood forest lies to the north and separates a number of villages and towns.”

“I see,” I told him. He had followed Hue and I up the stairs to my chambers and we were all standing outside the door. “Did we make any progress on the Werewolf murders?”

“I can comfortably say it was Avery,” he told me.

“OK, then we need to send a group after her up to the woods.” I was getting a little frustrated with his lack of commitment to our kingdom’s safety.

“I don’t believe she is in Everbloom, just a bunch of her troops,” he said. “I’m taking part of the forces and riding out to look for her. I believe she has been hopping between here and Vesaria of late.”

“They’re my troops, I can ride them out,” I declared, hoping not to be stuck babysitting the kingdom again.

“No, you have other chores to take care of.” He grinned.

“Like what?” I asked, taking the bait.

“Planning a royal bonding ceremony for one. Figuring out how to get back into the good graces of your Nest for another.” Aiden gave me a brotherly squeeze. “You can lead an army with the best of them, but you need to work on the diplomatic side more.” With that, he pushed open the door to my chambers and stepped aside before leaving.

I sighed heavily, following Hue into the room, then watched as he closed the door. Hue turned to look at me with serious eyes. “You know he’s right.”

“Yeah, I know. Diplomacy is something I struggle with from time to time,” I said with a shrug.

Hue started stalking towards me like a lean jungle cat. “I don’t care about your diplomacy right now.” He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it off over his head before tossing it to the floor. “I’ve seen you be diplomatic when it counts.” His limp was barely noticeable as he approached. I began backing away from him only to stop when my butt collided with the bed. With another few strides he was there in front of me, inches away. He reached out and captured the back of my head with his hand and pulled me in for a kiss.

His kiss was deep and hungry. His other hand came to rest on my lower back, pressing me tighter against him. I bit his lower lip playfully and all it did was excite him more. He broke the kiss and lifted his head. His hands found the hem of my top and tugged it off, then made short work of my bra. I shuddered as his hand possessively claimed my breast, causing the peak to tighten under his touch. I gasped at the sensation. He grinned wickedly at me then gave me a shove, causing me to fall back onto the bed. I watched as he unfastened his pants, kicked off his boots and shed the rest of his clothing. Then he climbed on the bed and straddled my knees. “Hue, aren’t you tired?” I asked with concern.

He shook his head. “Nope, I’m hungry.”

“Well then we can go down to the kitchen and get you something to eat,” I offered.

“I’m not hungry for food,” he corrected.

“Oh,” I said. I watched with fascination as he leaned down and unfastened my jeans before dragging them off, and my panties with them. He tossed them to the side of the bed then sat back on his heels and inspected me.

“I realize I just spent a week watching you walk around in nothing at all, but right now it’s different. You are here, with me. Just me.” He leaned down and ran his hands along my hips. The smile on his face broadened as he lowered his head and captured the tip of one of my breasts in his mouth. I groaned and closed my eyes. Oh, how I had missed the feeling of his hands on my body. His hands caressed me and I buried mine in his hair, urging him to come let me kiss him some more. His mouth traveled the distance from my breast, up to my collar bone, then along my neck before finally giving me what I wanted. I opened wider to him and ran my tongue over his until he moaned and pulled me even tighter against him.

“Hue,” I whispered. I stopped myself from saying anything else before I over thought the moment. The memories of how I had missed him when he was gone came rushing back, and in that moment I wanted nothing more than to join with him. His hand urged my legs apart before he settled between them. Expertly he stroked my core, causing me to hiss and moan against his mouth. He toyed with me, changing his pace from fast to slow. He would take me just to the edge then pull me back until I was panting and disoriented, unable to even kiss him coherently. “Hue, now please,” I begged.

He chuckled. “I do love the sound of my name on your lips. Especially when you are asking me so sweetly to claim you.” He leaned back and sat on his heels. I pouted up at him as he watched the play of emotions on my face as he toyed with me with one hand, while the other lovingly caressed my hipbone.

I moaned loudly and was about to climax when he changed his pace again, pulling me back from the edge. I almost kicked him. “Now?” I all but whimpered.

He nodded. “Turn around,” he whispered. Without hesitation I turned to obey his request. He pulled on my hips, lifting me to my knees. He urged me back while I straddled his thighs. His hand came to rest on the sensitive spot just above my core and he continued to caress it while he seated me on his manhood, filling and stretching me. I growled in pleasure as he stroked into me, starting slowly. With his mouth near my ear he whispered to me: “You feel better than the afterlife.” With those words he all but took possession of my body. I screamed out while he pushed me over the edge first with his fingertips.

I felt weak as he drove into me faster and harder with each thrust. His hand on my hip controlled my movement while the other stroked my body, playing me like a well-tuned instrument. When finally I couldn’t take any more I screamed again and moaned my release. All the muscles within me tightened. Hue folded his arm around my waist, holding me tightly against him, and bit down on my shoulder. I cried out with release again and this time he joined me. We sat there for a moment panting, his arms hugging me tightly. I fought hard to regain my breath as Hue muzzled the nape of my neck. I giggled. “What’s so funny?” he asked.

“The biting was new. This whole experience is a side of you I haven’t seen before.” I told him with a grin.

In the back of my mind it reminded me of passionate nights with Ian but I wanted to focus on Hue. It was in that moment I felt both of them. Shit, I thought to myself. This has all gotten too complicated. 

Hue was frozen. I’m sorry, he told me. Only, I wasn’t sure he was saying it to me.

“Well this is all going to take some getting used to,” I thought and said out loud.

Ian responded with, Indeed.