Chapter 306 - Mumbling
Anastasia heard it all with patience. She was very angry and very upset. She wanted to break every bone in Tamara's body for putting Kaizan in so much trouble through all the years. From what she could gather Tamara never wanted to marry Kaizan, but was obsessed with him or maybe because he was so close to the Crown Prince that she wanted to show off her closeness to the royal family by keeping Kaizan under her control. She wanted Kaizan as her plaything, as someone who would make her happy whenever she desired. And who better that the vokudlak who was closest to the prince? Or was the woman actually smitten by Kaizan to the extent that she was ready to breach the terms and conditions
She pursed her lips tightly as anger warmed her skin, thinking how Tamara wanted to use Kaizan and how selfish she was. She pinched the skin between her eyebrows. Through all of this there was one basic thing that Tamara overlooked, and that was—she broke a rule. She shouldn't have entered the vokudlak's cell. Her reverie broke when Kaizan said, "When you were all in the party, she had called me here and was using her magic to control me, make me do what I didn't want to. I had warned her earlier too, but she just didn't stop."
Anastasia placed her hands on his forehead and stroked him gently over there. "I am so sorry about this Kaizan." She swallowed hard to push the lump forming in her throat. Kaizan hated her and had been struggling on his own to stop her from controlling him. He was fighting with magic and eventually the magic left but at the cost of leaving him impaired if he had not been treated by the healers, if she had not come to see what was going on. Suddenly she shuddered. If she hadn't come on time, there were chances that he would have killed Tamara and without explanation, he would have been charged with murder of the High Priestess.
He smiled and closed his eyes, feeling weak. He had spoken a lot.
"You should rest now," Anastasia said. She lifted her head to gesture to Darla to leave him alone. Darla nodded and the two walked out of his room.
Anastasia saw that Ileus was still sleeping. She slipped beside him and curled against his chest. As he draped his arm around her, she inhaled his woodsy, spicy smell and forgot the worries of the world. Sleep came naturally to her. "My mate." She heard him whispering before she drifted off in her sleep.
Anastasia's eyes fluttered open and she found Ileus crawled right over her staring at her with interest in his golden eyes. A smile wormed on her lips and she cupped her face with one hand. "What are you looking at?" she asked as she stretched her body beneath him.
"You were mumbling something in your sleep," he said.
She creased her eyebrows and asked, "What?"
"That you can't live with me and that you would die if you won't have sex with me this instant."
Her expressions deadpanned. "You are hard of hearing old man or you dream a lot."
"I am not. I clearly heard you say that you wanted me to teach you more positions."
She swatted his muscular arm. "Leave me."
He shook his head. "No. I was pretty concerned about you when you were speaking so much about sex. I don't want my wife to be sex-deprived and so I brought all those books for you," he said pointing to a pile of books on her left. "I am going to read all of them with you and we will try every position they have."
Gods, her husband was first rate shameless! She clearly remembered having a dream-less sleep, which meant that she wouldn't have mumbled a single thing. She looked beyond the books and saw the canopy of blue and red roses. She realized that they had come back to their room in the east wing. "Why are we back in our chamber?" she asked, raising herself on her elbows.
He leaned in to kiss her lips as he straddled her. "Because you wanted to have sex with me."
She chuckled against his lips. "Why do I feel you are sounding desperate?"
"What?" he said as he unbuttoned his pants. Out sprang his massive erection. "You even mumbled on how good you feel when this is in your mouth." He stroked his shaft and touched the tip of it with the seam of her lips. The touch made his shaft pulsate.
She kissed the crown of his shaft and said, "But we already know and have practiced this position numerous times."
"Is it?" he hissed, not able to wait for her to take him in. "Maybe I will make you feel different this time." He touched her lips again with his shaft and outlined them. "Take me in Natsya! Or I will come all over you!" Anastasia opened her mouth for him and he slid inside. "Gods!" he hissed. "I missed it." He gyrated his hips to explore every corner of her mouth with his shaft. "Fuck!" She started sucking it slowly first and then she increased her pace. He thrust it inside her again and again, reaching her throat. She moaned against his shaft and his body shuddered. His thighs began to shake and his body stilled just before he came inside her throat with a bellow to the ceiling. "Fuck!" he said and then slumped beside her. He pulled her over him and wrapped his arms around her waist. After a long moment of silence, he said, "Mother has arranged for a whole lot of events today. You have to get dressed fast!" He was too excited about getting officially married to her in Draoidh and Silver Vales to show her off to his people.
She drew lazy circles on his chest. She could feel his excitement vibrating in his chest. "Aly?" she purred.
"Hmm?"
"I don't want to have babies for the next two years. Is that okay with you?"
He didn't answer for a long time and then said, "I will honor your words my dear, but if things happen naturally, we won't stop, okay?"
She smiled against the skin of his chest. "Okay."
Ileus knew what to do. He wanted many babies. At least four because for the love of God he wanted to see what they looked like. He wanted all of them to look like him but he would be happy if one of them looked like her. Suddenly his shaft pulsated at the thought of making her pregnant and he rolled her beneath him amidst the squeals and laughter. He bunched up her skirt on the waist, ripped off her panties and slid his erection in her. She was so wet for him that his eyes rolled back in his head. He moved his hips slowly at first and then picked up the pace, mindlessly fucking her. Her muscles clenched around his cock and she came with his name on her lips. He followed her in this ecstasy and roared when he came. He slumped on her.
She teased, "Was that a new position?"
He slapped her hips. Later when they both settled, he asked, "What will you do with Tamara?"