Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
“I’m here, Dani. I missed you just as much. Heavens, I missed you so much.” His words were calmer, but his head had gone to rest as hers did.
They were kissing again. His lips plummeted hers, and he poured all the words he was not able to say into that heart-consuming kiss that grew and blazed like wildfire…and only burned brighter.
Eventually, Danika had to come up for air. She tore her lips from his. Their foreheads pressed together as they breathed hard. Her belly moved against his-a poke to his lower body.
He caressed her belly. “I missed you too, son.”
“Where have you been!?” she cried blindly. “I’ve waited for you! I waited! And waited! I missed you so much, and I look out of my window all the time! I felt so empty! My bed so cold! My life so bereft!”
“Danika…”
“My duties are so heavy, weighing down on me! Pressuring me to marry! And yet, I waited night and day! But you’re getting married now, and I am to choose a ma-” she stopped suddenly as her head returned to her, and her eyes snapped open. “You’regetting married. You’re getting married.” She took a step back from him.
King Lucien was looking at the naked pain in her eyes. He had never felt so helpless. He wanted nothing more than to explain the circumstances behind his marriage proposals, but he knew more than anybody that the walls have ears and the wind is the fastest messenger. His reasons for asking Kamara’s hand in marriage could never go out in the open.
So he stood helplessly, his lips closed, his eyes holding all the feelings he had for this woman in front of him.
In her state, Danika could only hear his silence as loud as a gunshot. Tears spilled from Danika’s eyes, and she began sobbing, unable to help herself. “It h-hurts. It hurts b-b-badly.”
He reached for her, half-expecting her to pull away, but she went willingly, melting into his arms. He kissed her forehead tenderly. “I am sorry for hurting you this way, dearling.”
The compassion from that endearment was like a soothing balm to her troubled soul. He had never used endearments on her. Now that she thought about it, he had never called her ‘Dani’ before, either.
She held him, crying harder. Why did love have to hurt like this?
“Shh, it’s okay. Please, Danika?”
“I know it’s too m-much to ask, but can you not marry P-Princess Kamara?”
“You are getting married too.” His lips pursed.
“I don’t want to!”
“I don’t want to, either.”
“You d-don’t?” She looked up at him with all the hope in her eyes.
He shook his head. “I don’t.” He paused. “I heard the rumors too.”
“Which one?” She sniffled like a child.
“Lord Waterbird,” he gritted out, his body tautened in remembrance.
She pulled back, still glancing at his chiseled face. “The rumors are not true. I did not offer him shelter because he is my lover. I am not interested in him, either.”
His fingers rose and wiped the tears from her eyes. “I know they are not true, Danika. Why do you think that excuse for a man is still alive? I would have killed him if I thought them true,” he stated matter-of-factly.
She lowered her head and kissed his chest. “I’m glad you believe in me.”
“I do. I came here with all intentions of killing that Waterbird. I did not care what it would result in. He dared to make a move on what belongs to me. My woman. My child.”
This must be what it felt like to walk in the clouds,?Queen Danika thought. “Am I really…yours?”
“Yes.” A muscle ticked in his jaw, his voice calm as ever. “Make sure that Waterbird knows about this the next time he sniffs around you. It would be a shame for the Waterdale family to lose their first son in such a horrible way.”
A watery smile split her lips, and she wiped the tears from her eyes. “It’s Riverdale.”
He pursed his lips, his eyes blazed. “He kissed you. You let him.”
Guilt made a twin flush appear on her pale cheeks. She lowered her eyes. “I was shocked…and curious,” she admitted.
“Curious?” His brows knitted.
Feeling like she was threading a dangerous ground, she chose the truth, carefully choosing her words. “When you kiss me, I feel like I can taste the world; my insides flutter up and sing. I w-wondered if it is always that way.”
His lips pursed. “Is it?”
She shook her head adamantly, pressing as closer to his as her body would allow her. “It was repulsive, just like the touch of any other man. It only reminded me of that day…in the storeroom…with Karandy. Repulsive.” The tension dissolved from him. Her head pressed to his neck; she couldn’t see him, but she could feel him. “You are the only man I want to be with, Lucien. It will always be you,” she admitted in a whisper, her breath fanning his neck. “Hold me…please.”
He pulled back, and with his hand, he turned her away from him so that she faced the open window and her back in front of him. Then he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, burrowing his nose into her neck. He said nothing, but it didn’t matter.
How was it possible that she had come to know this complex man so much? Understand him so perfectly? How was it possible that she could hear him so loudly, even when his mouth was closed? Her eyes closed and she burrowed her head into his, her hand holding his. They stayed that way for long seconds.
“I heard your words to him. Lord Rainydale. You told him your heart belongs to another man. Your heart belongs to the father of your child…repeatedly.”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“It calmed me down more than anything else.” He paused. “I wanted nothing more than to deal with that man when I heard from a maid that he was in your bedroom. Baski was over the moon when she saw me. Like you, she thought I wasn’t real at first.”
She opened her eyes, staring at a shooting star in the sky. “I never imagined that you would come here to Mombana.”
“Sadly, I have to be back in Salem on the morrow. My throne is unprotected. Granted, Zariel and Dargak are on guard-and they are most trusted-but my throne is still empty, the kingdom vulnerable,” he said.
“So why did you come?” she whispered.
Silence descended. It stretched.
“I couldn’t keep away any longer, no matter how hard I tried.”
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