A royal dinner invitation
“Elayne, why do I have to wear this clothing? I prefer the simple items I have. I don’t need all this extra fancy stuff. I already met Cailan without this,” he growled, feeling ridiculous as he looked down at himself.
“Hawke, you are having dinner with the King and Queen. This requires a little more fashion than, say, having dinner with my parents. Now, quit fussing, it’s only for dinner, my love. When we get back here, then you can remove it, I’ll even help you,” she said as she came out of the other room.
She was exquisitely breathtaking. It wasn’t as revealing as most of her gowns were becoming, but it still revealed enough, and it clung to her beautifully. The waist was cinched tightly, revealing her tiny waist, pushing her full breasts up. The bottom flared out, and when she walked, it revealed her creamy soft thigh on one side.
She watched him looking at her, watching the way his eyes roamed over her body, saw him swallowing hard before his eyes came back up to hers. There was such an intense hunger in him that made her body instantly heat up, her knees weak.
“Hawke,” she whispered breathlessly as his gaze bored into hers. Again, his eyes wandered over her, lingering on her breasts before going further down, the intensity in his eyes, deepening. It was starting to become hot in the room, or maybe it was her.
“Pull your dress back,” his voice became a husky whisper as his gaze lingered between her legs before going back to hers.
“Hawke,” she whispered breathlessly again as his gaze bored into hers.
“Pull your dress back, princess,” again she hesitated. He growled again, and she quickly pulled back her dress, revealing herself to him. She heard him groan in pleasure as his eyes feasted on her between her legs. “Spread them,” she just looked at him, feeling the thrill of what he was invoking in her, and he growled again. “Spread your legs and put your hand between them and open yourself up to me. I want to see you before I devour you, see how wet you are.” She started to protest, but his eyes pinned her to the spot, and she whimpered as she found herself doing what he wanted. His eyes once again went back down between her legs, and he grinned fiendishly before stalking towards her, his hot gaze back up to hers.
“Arik,” she tried again, but all that came out was a whimper as his hand brushed across her face, pulling her mouth to his. He kissed her hard, deep, and demanding, and she moaned as her arms went around his neck, her body melting into him. She felt his hands moving along her back before going to her breasts, and she gasped when his fingers brushed across her bare nipple. She tried to protest, to push him back a little but his grip on her tightened, his mouth left hers to go to her ear, whispering, “calm little one, I just need a tast, my love,” her body instantly responded.
His mouth trailed down her neck to her breast, taking her nipple into it, her back arching into his hot mouth, while his hand went down to the exposed opening in her dress, his hand running up and down her bare thigh before touching her between her legs. She moaned loudly when his fingers brushed along her clit, her body tightening. Her arms tightened around him, her hips thrusting forward as he invaded her with his fingers.
“Hawke,” she groaned when he started sliding in and out of her, clinging to him desperately when her body clenched tightly around his fingers before her juices released on his hand. She heard him breathing hard when he pulled his mouth away from her breast, bringing it up to her ear, his fingers still sliding in and out of her.
“Elayne, I need to taste you,” he growled before his mouth captured hers hungrily, his fingers becoming more demanding before her body responded again to him. His mouth left hers, and went back down to her breasts again then lowered more until he pushed aside her dress and his mouth and tongue invaded her between her legs, his tongue buried deep up inside her savoring every drop of her. She pushed her hips forward, urging him deeper inside. She moaned loudly, his hand and mouth working its magic, bringing her body to the edge and her juices flowing onto his tongue. He growled as his mouth suckled and devoured her. He looked up at her, “more, give me more baby,” he demanded before his mouth and tongue once again invaded her hungrily, demanding her release again and again. Finally, his head moved back up to hers, “thank you, baby,” he whispered hotly while his fingers went back inside her again, coaxing more from her.
Her hands went to his shirt, needing to touch him, but he stopped her, pulling his mouth and hand away from her.
“We can’t, baby, or I won’t be able to stop myself,” he growled before his mouth came crashing down on hers again. He pulled her close to him, and she brushed up against his hard shaft, making him growl again. He redid the clasps on the back of her dress and pulled away from her reluctantly. She saw the hunger for her in his eyes, and her body topkapı escort trembled at the intensity in them.
Looking at her, his hot gaze once again ran over her body slowly, and he groaned when they came back to hers. “Go, my love, freshen up so we can get going before I throw you on the bed and ravish you.”
She stood there watching him for a minute, her hand going to the side of his face, before she brushed her lips along his, “I love you, Arik,” she whispered against them. She heard a low growl from him, and her gaze left his lips going back to his eyes, his hand reaching out to pull her back, but she stepped out of his reach into the other room to readjust her hair and dress. She gazed at herself in the mirror, her eyes going down her body as she remembered his mouth and hands on her.
“Elayne,” he growled loudly from the other room and in her head. She closed her eyes, trying to calm her mind before walking back out. With her hand on his arm after he cleaned up, they headed downstairs and outside to find a carriage waiting for them. A palace livery servant opened the door to a carriage when they came out.
“Who is this for,” she heard Hawke ask from beside her.
“My Lord Hawke, it is for you and Lady Elayne, so you don’t have to walk. It’s complements from the Queen.”
“Come Arik, there’s no reason to walk if we don’t have to.” He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply before he opened them, and helped her into the carriage before getting in himself.
“I feel like a bloody fool parading around in this,” she heard him mutter. She noticed him bent over, then his head grazing the top of the carriage as he sat down. She put her hand up to her mouth trying to hide the grin, but she couldn’t stop the giggle, and he turned his irritated eyes on hers before they changed, and the naked hunger was back in them as his eyes swept across her. He pulled her close to him, his mouth coming down on hers hard. He reluctantly let her go when they pulled up to the Castle gates. She noticed he had to stoop when he got out before helping her down.
“Thank you, my extremely handsome Lord,” she giggled before curtsying to him.
She heard him groan before he took her hand, “don’t you bloody start with that Elayne, I’m not a bloody,” she put a finger over his lips to stop him as she turned him around to look at her.
“You are what you are, Hawke, quit denying what everyone knows you to be. You already accepted it,” she said, brushing her lips against his before putting her hand back on his arm as they were escorted into the Castle.
“Doesn’t mean I have to hear it from you,” he grumbled beside her, causing her to grin again. They were escorted to a waiting room and offered something to drink while they waited for dinner to be announced. Hawke, feeling uncomfortable, got up and started walking around, looking at the beauty in it. He felt Elayne’s eyes on him as he gazed at the different paintings in the room. Some were absolutely beautiful with mountains and lakes and lush fields, but some he didn’t understand their meaning or what they were supposed to represent. There was even a couple that had dragons and Griffins in them.
Elayne came up to him, putting her hand on his arm, “Hawke, you need to relax, my love,” she handed him a glass as she looked up at him. She laid her hand on his chest, her other hand going to the back of his head, bringing his mouth to hers, “relax baby,” she whispered before his mouth closed over hers. He wrapped her up in his arms, his mouth claiming hers, forgetting where he was. He felt her in his head, the image of her in the dress she was wearing, the hunger from his eyes as he gazed down at her earlier, and he groaned, his body responding to her, and he pulled her closer to him.
“My, what an adorable couple we have here,” Hawke immediately stiffened up on hearing that voice. He removed his mouth from Elayne’s, closed his eyes, and turned around, keeping his arm around her.
“My Lady Anora,” he said with a hard edge in his voice he couldn’t hide, nor did he want to. He kept his eyes on Anora’s as he felt Elayne curtsy beside him. He refused to bow to Anora, his last encounter with her in this Castle tried to resurface, his anger rising, but he slammed a wall down on it hard. She watched him with an amused smile as her eyes roamed up and down him brazenly, stopping at the evident bulge in his pants, her eyes went back up to his with a satisfied smirk before her gaze went to Elayne, who still had her head bowed.
“So this is the Lady Elayne Cousland that I’ve heard about,” she smirked at him before she walked over to Elayne, her hand lifting Elayne’s head up. “She is absolutely stunning. I can see why she has captured your heart, Arik Hawke.” She walked over to the other side of him, putting her hand on his arm, “would you mind escorting the both of us to the dining room, my Lord Arik.”
He tried to keep his anger in check as he followed the servant with both women on his arms, one he despised, bağcılar escort the other he loved with his whole heart, mind and soul, to a private dining room.
“It seems we’re the first ones here,” Anora said with delight, “which means more time I get to spend with the handsome couple,” her hand squeezed hard around his arm as he helped her sit down. “Thank you, my Lord,” she told him, her hungry eyes on his before he turned his attention to Elayne. As he helped her sit, he leaned down to her, “I love you, my beautiful wife,” he whispered in her ear, his gaze firmly on hers before he sat by her. She looked at him, her hand in his, the love she had for him pouring out and into him, “I love you too, my handsome husband.”
Hawke looked around the room. It seemed kind of intimate with the candles and the fireplace lit. He wondered why they were dining in here. It seemed a little too close for comfort for him, considering who was sitting on the other side of him. Just then, Cailan came in, looking at them. They started to get up, but Cailan stopped them with his hand. “Please stay seated,” his eyes went to Hawke, and Cailan grinned. “Hawke, my man, I’m glad to see that you accepted the invitation. We didn’t get to talk much the last time you were here, and when I heard you were back in town, I had to invite you and the beautiful Elayne Cousland, or is it Hawke since you both are already married?”
Elayne bowed her head a little, “it’s Hawke, we got married in a private ceremony a few months back, my Lord, and thank you. We were honored to receive your invitation.”
“Please just call me Cailan. This is the one place I don’t have to worry about the pomp and ceremony.” He looked over at Hawke, “to be able to live the life Hawke here has, no responsibilities, no worries, just a simple life.”
“My life is far from simple, as far as responsibilities I’ve got my fair share, along with worries and concerns. Since my father passed away, I’ve had to take on the mantle. My mother, brother, and sister are now my responsibility along with the farm.” He looked over at Elayne and smiled, “my family is growing, and along with it, more responsibility. But I will never regret it, I will always cherish it. I look forward to the life she and I will be journeying on together.” He sat there staring at her, her hand clasped in his, his love for her shining in his eyes. She blushed but looked at him just as intently. He realized where he was and pulled his eyes away from her. He cleared his throat and looked at Cailan. “I apologize, sir.”
Cailan chuckled, “Hawke, don’t apologize. Everyone can see and feel what you two have. It’s real and pure.”
Servants came in and put plates in front of them. “Great, I’m starving,” Cailan said as he looked at the couple. “Please enjoy your meals.” Dinner was uncomfortable for Hawke. It seemed that Anora took every opportunity to lay her hands on him no matter how innocent it seemed, but he knew better. Especially when her hand would touch his thigh under the table.
“Have you seen the pamphlets with the competition date and rules, Hawke?” Cailan asked.
“I have. I know it’s still a couple of months away, but has anyone responded back yet?”
“Yes, as a matter of fact, it seems everyone is interested in this competition. We’ve even had a few outside Ferelden that are interested. I noticed your name’s not on the register yet. You’re still going to compete, aren’t you?”
“Of course I am, but I won’t be registering until the last minute before the competition, I prefer it that way. I don’t need someone trying to harass me before then.”
“That makes sense. Just remember registration ends the last week of the second month.”
“We’ll be having a masquerade Ball here at the end of next month. A year-end celebration. Cailan and I are extending an invitation to you both along with Lady Eleanor and Lord Bryce,” Anora looked at both of them, “we hope you will be here.”
“Thank you, Lady Anora, I don’t know about my parents, but Hawke and I would be honored to be here.” Hawke groaned inwardly. For some odd reason, he was feeling uncomfortable about this whole situation. He glanced sideways at Anora, who was looking at him with a look he didn’t recognize, but it didn’t bode well for him. He didn’t know what to do, but he had to somehow get her to leave him alone.
He grabbed his glass and excused himself before he stepped outside away from prying eyes to the balcony since Elayne and Cailan were talking about how her family and Highever were doing. He closed his eyes trying to clear his head, but suddenly he found his mind going to Elayne, his hand and mouth roaming down her body until he got between her legs, his fingers and tongue deep up inside her, he felt his body immediately respond. “Elayne,” he growled, “this isn’t the place to be doing that, my little temptress.”
He heard her giggle in his mind, “Come back inside, so we can leave, I love you, baby,”
“I love you too, Elayne. I’ll halkalı escort be there in a minute, baby. I kind of have a situation here, and your tight pants will make it obvious again,” he growled. I don’t need Anora’s lecherous eyes on me again. She already got an eye full earlier. He made sure to keep that thought to himself.
He heard her giggle again, “I’m sorry, my love, I was just trying to help you ease your mind, baby.”
“It’s ok, you definitely distracted my mind, now if only I could distract another part of my body,” he chuckled. “Elayne, would you promise me something? No more of these ridiculously tight pants, please.”
“But you look so damn good in them,” she came out and put both her hands on his rear, and then to the obvious bulge in his front, “you fill them out so perfectly,” she snickered. She wrapped her arms around him, “I love you, Arik, come, let’s go back to the Inn. I told Cailan that we had to leave early in the morning, and with it already late, we needed to head back to the Inn. Don’t worry, we’re the only ones left.”
He turned around, looking down at her, his eyes once again feasting on her breasts, “Thank you, love, now let’s get out of here. I have a sudden desire to finish what we started in the room, thanks to someone putting a certain memory in my head.” He pulled her tight against him, letting her feel his very hard arousal before his mouth came down on hers.
“Elayne, come here,” he growled at her. When they had walked in the room, she had made a beeline to the other side of the room, giggling.
“Come and get me baby,” she said seductively while pulling down both sleeves of her dress, exposing her breasts to him. She put both of them into her hands as her eyes stayed on his, her fingers rubbing along her nipples. He leaned against the wall, watching her, seeing how far she would go with her teasing. She twisted and pulled on her nipples, moaning, beckoning him with her seduction. She lowered her hands to her dress, slowly slipping it off her body and letting it drop to the floor. His eyes roamed down her naked flesh she was displaying to him, his eyes feasting on between her legs. She grinned mischievously at him as she got on the bed, crawling across it before laying flat on her back, her legs slowly spreading open.
“Hawke, I know you want this again, baby,” she whispered as her hand went between her legs. With her eyes on his, watching him, she touched her clit with her fingers rubbing them across it, while her other hand went back to her breast, teasing and pulling her nipple. Her fingers started rubbing faster, her hips rising up, moving back and forth with her hand movements. Her moans becoming louder, she put her fingers inside, and her hips bucked up meeting her fingers thrusts going in and out of her.
“Hawke” she moaned loud, “I need your mouth on me baby, please,” she whimpered, panting before her hips arched up high, and she rammed her fingers deep inside her, her eyes glazing over with her body shuddering and releasing along her fingers.
She laid back, her body twitching around her fingers still inside her, she saw him walking towards her, “again” he growled, his hot eyes on her wet fingers between her legs. Her fingers started sliding along her again, watching him as he undressed, his hard shaft in his hand as he started sliding it up and down himself watching her pleasure herself. She watched his hand pumping faster as her body released again along her fingers.
“How wet are you, baby, show me. Pull your hand from between your legs, and show me. I want to see how wet you are, princess.”
He growled when she pulled her hand from between her legs, turned it, showing him her wetness on her fingers. There was so much as it trailed slowly down her fingers. She put her wet fingers and hand along his shaft, hearing him growl again as she started sliding it along him, she did that a few times until he was slick just with her juices as she pumped her hand over him. She sat up on the edge of the bed, grabbed his hips, pulled him to her as her tongue touched his shaft, and then her whole mouth went over him.
“Baby,” his hand went to the back of her head as he slid himself in and out of her hot mouth, thrusting faster, deeper into her. Until he pulsed, his shaft thickening inside her mouth, he threw back his head growling and with one final thrust exploded in her, her mouth milking every drop from him.
He stood there watching her as she laid back, opening her legs up to him, spreading herself wide open again. He put his thumb along her clit rubbing her. “Hawke,” she moaned, “put your mouth on me baby, I need to feel your mouth and tongue on me please.”
Her hips started moving faster under his thumb rubbing along her. She gasped and exploded when his hot mouth came down hard on her, his tongue buried deep inside. He devoured her, his mouth and tongue savagely demanding more from her until she laid back on the bed, panting heavily in exhaustion.
His mouth trailed up, replenishing her exhausted body with energy, stopping as he took each of her nipples into his mouth, her hips bucking up into his fingers buried inside her. He finally positioned himself over her, her hands grasping him, his eyes penetrating hers as he lowered himself into her, his mouth coming down on hers.