Aria’s New Life Pt. II

Ryder

The moment I saw Aria’s face, I was in bed feeling lonely one night just like now. I tried to jack one off to get some type of release, as my mother was out of the realm for the time being, but nothing. Nothing until I saw her face. Those dark, brown eyes just like her father’s. I should have known. The way she held me, loved me deep within her soul.

I dreamt of our future. Some healers have that ability so we can heal when needed and have what we need ahead of time. Unlike emergencies you see on earth. There are none here with me around. I saw our child in her arms and a band on her finger I made with my own hands.

She could never be mine, though. She’s the King’s. I’m his right hand. It wouldn’t be right to court her. It took two weeks after my dreams started for the King to get his. I never told him of mine, but then again, our King is a good king because he has the ability to read minds. Not in detail but generalized. He sort of feels what you’re thinking. For instance, you could be thinking about sex and he can tell by your body movements how you’re feeling about it; whether you like it or not so he can please you properly.

I know he must have felt my emotions when I saw Aria in his arms unconscious, but he didn’t say anything. Or, he could have been so distracted by the girl from our dreams almost dead. Either way, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him. He’d been so stressed, tired from something. I was his right hand; I wish he would tell me what was worrying him.

I thought of Aria as I lay in bed and try to once again jerk one off to get some release. I was so pent up. Aria was untouchable; but not in my fantasies. I thought of how she’d taste from head to toe. Her mouth fucking my cock. Holding her tight as I thrust inside of her, making her scream my name. It brought me to the edge and I came. Then I take her in my arms and hold her throughout the night and tell her I love her.

Maybe now I can get some sleep.

*****
Aria

As the King promised, I woke in his arms. I didn’t make it obvious, though. I kept my eyes closed and took in my surroundings. Bed, blanket, deep breath, I smell…man. Yep, that’s the same guy. I’m splayed out naked on mostly his chest. Cuddling is nice; I’ve never done this before.

Questions. Yes. I need to ask those. I turn to wake him and saw dark eyes boring into mine.

“Oh, you’re awake,” I say, startled.

“I never slept.” He replied gravely. “I haven’t slept in days.”

“I’m sorry.” I put my head down on his chest.

Jackson lifted my chin with his hand so I was looking at him again. “What did I tell you about apologizing? In this kingdom, there is no need for you to apologize.”

“Why?” I asked, super curious but then again, not really wanting to know the answer. I had a funny feeling I wasn’t leaving this ‘realm’ but I didn’t want to hear that answer.

The King exhaled deeply; this is why he wasn’t sleeping. He was fighting with something; I could see it in his eyes. “Now is not the time to explain. Just know this my dear Aria, you are meant for something far greater than you could have ever imagined.” With that, Jackson pulled me closer into his arms and kissed me.

I wanted answers just as much as I wanted this man to continue kissing me. “Wait,” I broke the kiss. “I need some answers. You keep speaking in riddles then bringing me to great orgasm with still non explanation of why I’m here or for how long. Who are you really and how did you ‘dream’ of me? What is really going on? No more omissions.”

“Aria, please, let me just feel you for a bit longer before I have to explain everything to you. Let me show you how to be pleased physically. We can handle the hard stuff later.”

“Fine, but you have to take me then. Take my virginity. Fuck me.” I couldn’t believe I just made ultimatum to a king! The look on his face was priceless; he clearly didn’t expect me to say that.

“No, not yet. You’re not ready.” He simply replied. His authoritarian tone was coming back, though.

“Then tell me everything.” I now sat up and stared right back in his eyes.

“Aria…” he said in a warning tone. “Don’t.”

I climbed up his body and straddled him. I may not have ever had sex, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t use porn to get off; it gets boring doing it on your own for that many years. I knew how to tease a man; I watched it all the time. As I started to grind my pussy on his boxer-covered cock (I was still naked from earlier), I leaned forward and began kissing him on his beautiful beard-covered mouth.

“Aria…” this time his tone was little less strict and a little more wanting. He wanted me. And it was taking all he had in him to not take me right there. His body’s instincts were reacting and I loved it. I really didn’t want him to fuck me, but I did at the same time; I also wanted answers. I was going to get them one way or another.

I moved my mouth from his and moved down to his neck and earlobe nipping and kissing him planning to go ‘all the way down.’ When I got to his naval, though, he stopped me. “Aria, no. Let me please you.”

Smirking at him, I continued my trail down his happy trail awaiting my prize under the sheets and inside of his boxers. I was so fixated on what was under the sheets, I didn’t realize Jackson was holding me until I was under him and he was on top of me boring into my eyes. “You want answers? Are you sure you want to know everything?”

All I could do was nod my head under his heated stare. The king yet again exhaled in frustration and exhaustion and placed his forehead on mine.

“Aria, you will be queen of this kingdom. You will also forever be mine. We are mated to be; destined. Why do you think you feel all of those things for someone you never met before in your life? I dreamt of you for weeks; I dreamt of our life together.”

I must have had a shocked look on my face, but the king continued, “Everything you feel feels right; like the universe put you in place, finally. At least for me. That’s the mating call. When you look at the person you’re supposed to be with for the rest of eternity, everything sort of ‘clicks’ into place. You are my life, Aria. The air that I breathe; the reason of my existence.”

“is there more?” was all I could ask. I couldn’t process anything at all. Here was a guy that was clearly at least 20 years my senior telling me that I was the love of his life.