“What are you saying Nicholas?” He moved around the room and for the first time I saw my friend as a man and not just the friend who had stood by my side through hell.
“I’m in love with her.” He held up his hand before I could form a reply. “Before you say anything I know I can’t have her.”
“Nicholas not more than a fortnight ago you were inviting me to bed two women with you.” He hung his head and turned to leave.
“As I said, I know it’s impossible. But know this, no one will ever love or care for your sister the way I do.” I let him leave because there was nothing to say.
Contrary to what he thinks I had no plans to marry my sister off to strengthen my ties with the neighboring monarchies. I have no interest in such things. Our sire had wed our mother for love and I will give her the same, but not Nicholas. I knew too much about him, we’d shared too much. And no matter what he says there’s no way he could change, and if he hurt her I’d be forced to kill him.
I paced my rooms well into the night, my mind in turmoil, until I felt her presence behind me. I turned to look at her and my pain was eased.
That now familiar feeling, hit me in the gut. Instead of waning, the lust I felt for her only grew stronger the more I had her. “Come.” I held my hand out to her and folded her into my arms when she came to me. “You’re troubled my lord.” She has come to know me so well, my moods my needs.
“No, it’s nothing for you to worry about. How are you feeling?” It was too early she had told me, to know if she carried my seed, but each night I asked her all the same. I wasn’t sure what I dreaded more. That she would one day soon give me the news that she was with child, or that she wasn’t.
One would keep her in my bed longer, but disappoint her; the other would end our union. Tonight I had no answers to anything it seemed, and there was only one thing for me to do.
“I need you.” I wasn’t as careful as I usually was with her when I stripped the robe and nightdress from her. I was even less gentle when I threw her back against the end of the bed and buried my head between her thighs.
“Ohhh.” Her cry of pleasure as she dug her nails into my scalp told me that she didn’t mind being handled so roughly. I pushed her legs back and held them high as I growled at her taste on my tongue.
I didn’t stay long feasting at her cunny, but instead threw her to her hands and knees and drove into her, sinking my length into her all at once. I wrapped a hand in her hair and fisted as I pounded her harder than I ever had.
She tore at the sheets but did not complain and her body’s juices made the way easy for my cock to rummage inside her. I pounded into her without mercy, taking out my frustrations on her much tinier form.
“Forgive me.” I chanted the words over and over as I plowed my member into her depths forcefully. I marked her flesh, just where the others were now fading. Biting into her neck while she bucked beneath me and cried out her release.
I moved us both up the bed and wrapped my arms around her. “Won’t you tell me what ails you my lord?”
“No.” I turned her to her back and slipped inside her again.
“Say my name.”
“Julian.” I covered her mouth with mine and made sweet love to her until we were both spent. “Tonight you stay in my bed sweet Cecile.”
Chapter 12
King Julian
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The next day I made my way to my sister’s rooms. She was still abed and none too happy with me. “I do not wish to be bothered your majesty.” She turned her little face to the wall and I could not help but smile at the memory of the many times she’d done this same thing in the past.
“So it’s to be like that is it?” I sat on the bed next to her and tried to find the right words to break a young girl’s heart gently.
“You cannot have him.” She said nothing, but pulled the covers closer around her, shutting me out. “There are things here you may not understand little sister, things from which I would shield you.”
“I know all about Nicholas’ past, I care not. I know of my brother’s as well, shall I hate you as well?”
“It is not the same.” What does she mean she knows? I’ll have the tongue of whoever has been filling her head with things she ought know nothing of?