by D. R. Rosier
“You are… amazing, Sianna,” I said in a strained voice as my heart started to race.
Her lips were soft, accepting, and yielding to my rough kiss as I gripped her hair and pulled her into it. Her body bowed, stroked, and ground against mine eagerly as I plundered her mouth with my tongue. She moaned softly into my mouth, and when I checked between her legs I found she wasn’t lying.
She was soaked for me. That turned me on even more, knowing the desire and pleasure I engendered in her. In all my mates.
I broke the kiss and flipped her over firmly. I gripped her waist firmly, but she’d already arched her back, buried her face in the blankets, and raised her tight little ass for me. The scent of her arousal reached me as I stroked the tip along her labia twice, and I moaned softly. She gasped my name, as I speared into her tight body.
She was still incredibly tight, but her body had become somewhat accustomed to my daily invasions, and it only took eight or nine firm strokes to become fully seated in her sex.
Then I slapped her ass rather hard.
She gasped in pain and pleasure, and her pussy locked around me like a vice drawing a gasp from me as she ground back against me.
“James,” she said my name in a breathy plea.
I spanked her other ass cheek with my left hand, while gathering her silky and slightly wavy honey brown hair in my fist. I pulled out slowly, and then tugged her hair firmly as I stroked in as hard as I could.
Then I started to drill into her, as she dropped encouraging sounds of pleasure, gasps, and pleas for me to fuck her harder.
I’d discovered over the past week she was quite submissive in bed, much like Regina she wanted me to be in control and be quite firm with her. Although she didn’t have Regina’s kink of wanting to be fully helpless and restrained, she liked when I gave orders and took control with my greater strength. Saria and Karana were far more aggressive that way, especially Karana, though they would still both submit if I earned it, each and every time.
Sianna was hardly a passive observer despite that need to submit, and she bucked and ground the best she could against me, but I was in control with my hand firmly on her ass, and with me pulling her hair back hard enough to limit her body’s full movements.
She loved it, got off on it, and I got off on that.
“I’m so close, spank me, harder,” she begged between gasps.
I spanked her creamy tan skinned ass, and I fucked her even harder with punishing strokes into her tight wet sex, the delicious friction of which was sending waves of euphoria throughout my body. Doggie style was always intense, and it was hard to hold back in that position for me, perhaps more so than any other, but fortunately Sianna was quick to reach her height as well.
Her body trembled as she cried out, and her pussy started to convulse around me as she sprayed my lower body with her liquid ecstasy. She was shaking and whimpering at the intense pleasure that rocked her body as I continued to plunder her sex with a few more hard and fast strokes.
“Fuck,” I grunted.
She felt too damned good, and she was way too wild and sexy in throes of pleasure.
My legs went numb and my balls boiled, and the intense blissful pleasure overwhelmed my body, like a dam breaking. My cock expanded, stretching her out further as I started to pulse inside of her.
Time seemed to stand still, as we rode the rapturous waves of bliss together, until the rest of the world slowly came back into focus.
I pulled out slowly, and then pulled her over as I collapsed next to her. I pushed her hair aside, and then softly and lovingly kissed the back of her neck and her shoulder.
That’s when I was sure what I suspected earlier was true, as the warm feelings rushed into me. Sianna and I had always fucked, we hadn’t made love yet, like I usually did with my other mates after a quick and dirty bout of wild uninhibited sex. But that’s when I was sure in that moment… that I loved her, because I felt the need to make love with her, and show her exactly how I felt, as I cradled her lovingly in my arms in the spooning position. I felt it strongly, I was in love with my Sianna.
She said softly, “I never imagined it could be like this.”
She sounded happy, but there was a faint note of what sounded like regret in her voice, which confused me a little, but truly didn’t register at the time. It was only later, in hindsight, that I would notice it. I was too busy marveling at how much I loved the woman in my arms, and I was in awe of the fact I now loved all four of my mates, completely.
Complicated just didn’t cover it, but as long as they were happy, I would be as well.
I moved away as I rolled her onto her back, and then looked into her eyes.
“Me too,” I said softly, and I kissed her. Softly, gently, lovingly, and put my whole heart into that kiss.
I moved between her legs, perhaps it was selfish, perhaps I should have waited until I knew she loved me too, but I wanted her to know how I felt.
I slid into her slowly, as her eyes widened. I knew she could see it there in my eyes, and in the way I looked at her and how I joined our bodies together so gently.
“I love you Sianna. We don’t have to make love, not if you aren’t ready, but I want to. You’ve captured my heart, my love, and I’m so happy you’ve entered my life.”
I don’t know what I expected in that moment. I hoped she’d say she loved me too, and we’d make love. I was resigned to the idea she may not return my love yet. I knew she was vulnerable, and slow to trust, she still hadn’t told me about her past. Even earlier that day she’d been in somewhat of a funk, even more than usual, and I didn’t know what that was about. She was affectionate yes, and more than willing to have hard sex for the sake of the shared pleasure. I was sure she even cared for me.
I don’t know what I expected in that moment, but what actually happened wasn’t even on my radar.
Tears quickly filled her light gray eyes, and her face filled with angry disgust as she desperately pushed me off of her. I fell to the side, more out of shocked surprise than due to her strength, and I caught the sound of a tearing sob leaving her lips as she grabbed her clothes and fled the tent.
What in the fuck had just happened? I just stared at the tent flap for several moments in stunned confusion, before I could even move, and another moment later I gasped in a harsh breath which told me I’d stopped breathing at the shock of it.
Chapter Four
“… privacy screen is up. Only the three of us and James will hear anything when he gets out here.” Karana said in her usual sultry voice. I’d only caught the end of what she said to Sianna. She also sounded concerned and a little confused as to what was going on. It wasn’t typical for one of my mates to run from the tent in tears.
“What’s going on Sianna? Did I do something…” I trailed off as she laughed disgustedly.
It took me a minute, to realize that disgust wasn’t pointed at me, no more than the look in the tent had been.
“Of course you’d think it was your fault. Sit,” she demanded in the princess voice I hadn’t heard since the night we’d met. It was a voice of authority, one that reached for but fell short of it, but I sat down anyway between Regina and Saria while Sianna continued to pace.
When she spoke next, her voice was quiet, and full of regret.
“It was me. All of it. My plan. Well, most of it.”
Regina asked, “What are you talking about?”
She scowled, “I didn’t think it would be like this, I don’t deserve your love. James, it was all me.”
She stopped pacing, and the look of guilt and self-castigation on her face was heartbreaking. I still wasn’t sure what she was talking about, but it couldn’t be that bad, could it?
She turned to us, “It started with my mother, and other sisters. The queen really likes the trade idea, the store you set up in Eastguard, but she wants to open up other lines of communication and deepen the ties between our kingdoms. She doesn’t want to rule the elves, she knows that won’t w
ork, and she honestly doesn’t care about your forest, but she wants closer ties. Both to avoid war between us from being a possibility, and so that if we were ever attacked from another continent, or even the isles to the northeast, or by the goblin races in the mountains to the south, we’d fight together as allies against it.”
She smiled, but it was brittle.
“It was my idea. Not my mother’s. You were the only flesh sculptor left, and you’d somehow claimed an elven princess as a mate. It… stirred my own ambition and gave me the idea. I suggested to my mother that she give me to you. The plan being, it would bring me close to an elven princess, one I could win the trust of over time, and start to establish closer ties between our kingdoms.
“I didn’t know you then, any of you. We assumed, I assumed, that any marriage between you two had to be a marriage of convenience, a political act, perhaps to secure your services as a flesh sculptor for the elves, James. I figured why not, I could use you as a connection, to fulfill my own ambitions. It would get me away from my mother, and out from under her shadow, and allow me to truly make a difference in this world.”
Holy shit, I really didn’t see that coming. We were all a little shocked, but we sensed she wasn’t quite done yet. Her true ambitions finally revealed even matched the huge ambition I’d seen at her core.
She smirked, “My mother was so proud of my plan. I knew I’d eventually be married for reasons of state, the man didn’t matter, because I never thought for a minute he would be anything like you. My husband was something to be endured, someone to spread my legs for when he wanted and otherwise to be avoided and manipulated. I’ve been manipulating men with my innocent face and curvy body all my life, and without even giving it to them, how much easier when he’d be rutting into me when the occasion called.
“I was proud as well. It was a good plan, there were no evil motives, I figured my mate would use me, so I’d use him. Fair is fair. It was… what I knew. My mother went for it of course, the other reasons I told you about and you figured out are true reasons, it would also bind you to our house.
“Then more stories of you came back, and we found out Karana was following you to the capitol, which was another plus to the plan, it would give me the opportunity to meet a high ranked dark elf and make another connection.
“But there was more, that was when we were told it was a true love match between you two. I made the mistake of saying in front of my mother that if that was true maybe you weren’t so bad, and you hadn’t taken an elf wife just for the pleasures of the flesh and the taboo of it.”
She sighed, “I didn’t lie to you about why I was so out of sorts when you arrived, my mother knocked the legs out from under me, because it was at that foolish observation,” she laughed, “Which turned out to be the truth, that she came up with the idea of you knocking up half the young servants in the castle. To embarrass me, and to teach me a lesson about men and what they really wanted.”
She snickered, “That ended up backfiring on her badly though.
“Then you arrived, and although my plan worked, you threw it into chaos by being who you are. A connection with a light elf princess? You made her my family. You handed an opportunity to achieve my ambitions on a silver platter, because of who you are, and how you treat us all. Then you made my personal ambitions seem small, when you nonchalantly made me a mage, and gave me so much more potential for power and growth than I had. Not only that, but you’d made Karana fall for you too, now I have a direct connection to both elven courts. Then with my mind already spinning from all of those impossibilities, you added over eight hundred years to my life. Then you fell in love with me.”
There were tears in her eyes.
“I’d been wrestling with this all day. At first, I figured fuck it, no reason to tell you. Why not just love you, and you love me, what’s the harm in keeping that truth hidden? Would it really matter? But… the way you looked at me in that tent broke me James. I’m not that woman, the one you see, the one you love, I’m nothing like her. It does matter, because I felt like a fraud. I’ve lied to you, used you, and married you when I could have backed out anytime I chose. Granted, by then my mother was behind the plan and would have just thrown another of my sisters at you, but I could have told you the truth. I should have told all of you the truth last week, when I realized you were nothing like what I’d expected, but I let my ambition get the best of me. All those times I told you I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do, I lied to you, I wanted and still want to be the one to bring peace between the three final kingdoms on this continent, it’s something my mother could never accomplish, she’s too cold.”
She sighed, “I guess I’m just like her. I’m sorry.”
She sniffled, and looked at us all through teary eyes before walking away.
I went to stand up and follow her, but Regina grabbed my arm and pulled me back down.
“I’ll talk to her, she won’t listen to you right now.”
I frowned, “Why not.”
Regina smirked, “Let me guess. You’re going to tell her she did nothing wrong. You’re going to tell her that if she was an evil backstabbing bitch, she would never have told us, or felt guilty about it in the first place. You’re going to tell her she’s a loving woman who was confused and discovering that in herself, and it was that love she holds for you and the rest of us which broke her, not yours which was merely the trigger. You’re going to tell her as mates we’re here to support her ambitions, and a little selfishness is healthy, and now that she’s found her love and her place in our family it will equalize her ambitions, and it will make the success so much sweeter when she can share it. That she won’t be as lonely in her success as her mother, and that sharing with family is what makes life so rich. You’re going to forgive her, and then tell her our life together will be amazing.”
I frowned, she knew me pretty well.
“Pretty much? I was also going to tell her I still loved her, even more than I did before she opened up like that. She’s remarkable, don’t you think?”
Karana asked in sultry surprise, “You’re not mad at all?”
I frowned, “No. Not even a little bit, although I guess I should be? Surprised, yes, angry, no. I can empathize a little I think, and just want to love on her right now a whole lot, help her come to terms with what she has in our family, and bring her to enjoy it… She’s young, and we threw her expectations on their ear, and she had a lot of pressure to come though from her mother. I’d hope a young woman of her intelligence would make the most of a shallow bonding with a man that just saw her body and face, and nothing else. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that, it’s just taken her time to come to the truth that it isn’t what she’d expected.”
Regina shook her head, “Yes, but she won’t believe you see her for who she really is if you go spout off all that, she thinks you’re naïve and good remember? If you tell her that, you’ll make it worse, she’s disgusted with herself right now. Not that she’s wrong about that second part, you are a wonderfully naïve man, but she is wrong about the first. You see us all very clearly, you just choose to focus on the best in people.”
I nodded, “And… that won’t work?”
Regina said, “No, at least, not yet. She needs a different speech tonight, and from someone else. Someone that like her followed you to use you for her own ends and ambitions. She’ll believe it from me. You need to give her time before you give her your speech.”
She patted my knee, and then stood up and walked away in the same direction Sianna went.
I stared after her.
Saria said, “What?”
I smiled, “She’s pretty fucking amazing too, don’t you think?”
My elves snorted, and Karana said, “You think that about all of us.”
I nodded, “True, and you all are.”
“What about the lies?”
I shrugged, “She may have deceived us, but she didn’t betray us, individually or as a family, and the lies were m
ostly of omission. Plus, you’ve seen her soul, just as I have. There is ambition there, more than any of us, but she shines like a star, just like you two and Regina. She’s kind, and the resentment is about her mother. I’m willing to overlook some lies mostly by omission, I don’t think there will be anymore after that speech, do you? I love all of you, and I want us to be a family full of joys and challenges we overcome together, holding a grudge won’t make that happen. Now she knows better, and is ready to love and be loved, or will be… soon. Besides, it was an arranged marriage, I sort of expected a few large bumps before we really got to know her, and she us.”
“Kind?” Saria asked.
“I think so, we brought it out of her. If she wasn’t, and hadn’t been open to love, her ambition would have squashed it. I think we have her sisters to thank for that aspect of her personality surviving her childhood.”
It was true enough, I’d once credited the queen for raising a hell of a daughter, but Sera was too cold. I had a feeling it was her older sisters who raised her in truth, outside of political maneuvering that is.
We changed the subject then, and we talked about other things. Maybe I should have been mad at her, but I truly wasn’t. Maybe it was my love for her, or my empathy for her believing she’d be stuck in a loveless marriage of state, or merely the protectiveness I felt for her. I understood her too, better than she believed.
A man didn’t go to four years of college, another few years of medical school, and two grueling years as an intern for nothing. I’d done it quicker than most at twenty-five, but I’ve always been ambitious, to heal and do good, but still ambitious, much like her personal quest to ensure harmony between three kingdoms.
I’d also learned the truth, that ambition was nothing without family and those I loved to share it with. My ambition and years of work had tasted of ashes, on that day when Cynthia walked out of my life. Ironically, that loss had taught me a whole lot about life.
