by Lily Thomas
She looked over at him and saw all reasoning flee his black eyes. He was mad with lust, and she was the one who was driving him crazy.
A growl rumbled through his throat, as her hand slowly glided up and down his long shaft. Claira stroked him harder and faster.
"Enough!" He barked, startling her a bit. Reaching over the rim of the tub he grabbed her around her waist, lifted her, and plopped her down over his waist.
Claira let out a surprised gasp. "Kaeldar!"
"I need you now." Kaeldar whispered against her skin, as he nibbled his teeth against her neck, sending shivers running through her body.
She felt the heat gather between her legs, as she thought about what he might want to do with her. His long length was right under her center, and she couldn't help but thrust her hips against it.
Another deep growl escaped from him, as her wet folds rubbed against his straining cock.
"Be still, female, before you make quick work of me."
Claira gave a giggle. Feeling a little evil she gave another swift move of her hips to stroke against his cock.
Putting his hands on her waist he stopped her from doing it again. "Don't tease me, Claira. You might regret it." He warned her.
A broad smile grew on her lips. "I know I won't"
His head came up to suckle at one of her nipples. Pleasure soared through her, as he sucked hard on it. Every once in a while, he would give a sharp nip to her nipple, and she screamed with delight.
His hands moved down from her hips to her buttocks, which he then rubbed his hands all over. As he squeezed her buttocks, he also started to kiss up her neck and made his way to her soft lips.
He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth and gave it a nibble, before pressing her mouth for an even deeper kiss.
Kaeldar hadn't been able to restrain himself, when she washed his cock. He’d strained against his tight leash, but when she’d taken him in her hand he had gone beserk. He hadn't been able to see straight.
Before he could blink, he had her straddling his hips. She was so tiny compared to giant females, yet she was still so vulemtous and gorgeous with her desire filled jade eyes and shining golden hair.
He loved her long straw hair, especially when it was wet. Now it looked like spun gold. She was like some sort of goddess arisen from the sea from some old myth. Maybe even a siren of old, a female to bring him to his knees and his possible demise.
He enclosed his arms around her, loving the feel of her soft body on top of his hard battle worn one. Moving his strong hands to her waist, Kaeldar lift her, and then plunged into her wet softness with his hard cock.
This female would be his downfall, but he was going to enjoy every last second of it.
A moan of desire escaped from her lips, as Kaeldar's member entered her passage. Never before would she have dreamed she would be in a tub making love, yet here she was.
Using her legs she moved with his every thrust. Her head pitched downwards to lay her forehead on his shoulder. The pleasure rocked through her, with every thrust of his member.
Her little teeth dug into the skin on his shoulder, as stars exploded behind her eyelids. Water splashed up and over the sides of the tub, as Kaeldar gave a roar and plunged into her, letting loose his seed, as her inner channel clamped down on him.
Claira collapsed on top of him, as she quaked for a few last times, squeezing his member for every drop it had.
One of his hands came up and brushed down her long hair. The caress felt so light and loving. It made her heart pinch hard in her chest.
She would appreciate all the moments she had with Kaeldar, because she really felt like the end for them was coming. Of course, she understood how hard it would be for Kaeldar to defend his actions of keeping a human woman around.
"Claira?"
"Hmm?" She wasn’t quite ready to be disturbed.
"Don't doze off quite yet." He tickled her side a little, to wake her.
Claira playfully slapped his chest, forgetting all the heavy thoughts that had been weighing on her mind. "Is it my fault you know exactly how to tire me out?"
He gave a bellow of a laugh. "I suppose not." He gave a brief pause to wipe a strand of her pale hair behind her ear. "Shall we make our way to the bed? I don't know how comfortable you are, but I think falling asleep in the tub would cause a crick in my neck."
She smiled down at him, while she pushed herself up and away from him. Stepping out of the tub she watched him rise. She loved the water running down his muscled body.
Taking a towel Kaeldar walked over to her and started to dry her off.
"Thank you."
"No, thank you." He sent her a dazzling smile from where he knelt on the floor drying off her calves.
Kaeldar made his way up to her thigh, between her legs, and then dried off her breasts. Her skin flushed, as he took his sweet time rubbing the towel over her sensitive nipples. He gave her a crafty smile and a wink.
Once he was done, she turned to slip between the covers of the bed, while she waited for Kaeldar to dry his own body off.
"You keep me on my toes."
"Do I?"
She blushed. "Some of these ideas you have for sex are quite surprising to me."
"If I ever go too far, I need you to let me know. I don’t want to scare you away from such pleasure."
She nodded. "Of course, I will, but so far everything has been very pleasant." It had been a lot more than just pleasant, it was in the realm of mindblowing.
Kaeldar's heart pinched in his chest. This human woman was someone who was going to put him through the ringer. He loved her strong character as well as her supple body.
He had to let her go at some point, but he was having a hard time keeping emotional and physical distance, because he wanted her with a need that shocked him to the core. It wasn't only a lustful need for her, it was also a very emotional one as well. He really wanted to keep her by his side.
She was someone who was bringing joy into his life. A life where his parents hadn’t shown him much love and happiness as a child. His only reprieve had been to join the war and fight against the humans.
Unfortunately, he just wasn't sure he was going to be able to keep her by his side. It wasn't safe for her here with the way his parents wanted her gone. She hadn’t even been here a day before they started asking for him to remove her.
He’d been raised by a strict rock giant family, knowing he would someday become the next king of their people. Yet here he was tending to a human female, wanting her to be by his side. His father would make it hell for him and for her.
It would never be permitted. His father would have her killed, if he thought she was special to Kaeldar. Something special would just be a distraction, or said his father. A king needed to be free of attachments.
If he gave the image that she was just a war captive, his father might leave her alone, but it would be a long shot.
"Kaeldar?"
Claira's voice penetrated his racing thoughts. When he took a glance down at her, he couldn't help but grin. Her blonde hair haloed her head, her piercing green eyes soothed him and drew him in like a fish on a hook.
He moved towards the bed and grabbed the covers slipping underneath them and wrapping his arms around her tiny waist. He drew her into him, his cock jumping back to attention.
Claira raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Already?"
He gave a chuckle. "I think it would be best for us to get some sleep, before we do it again. Sadly, it can be hard to control him, when I have you next to me naked and damp."
Placing her head in the crook of his shoulder Claira sighed out of happiness. Then the thought of the older rock giants went through her mind.
"I have a question for you."
"Do you now?"
She could tell he had his eyes closed and was ready to sleep.
"Yes." She snuggled a little closer. "I was curious about those other rock giants you were talking to. I have a sneaking suspicion they might be yo
ur parents."
She felt him nod his head. "They are indeed my parents."
"I’m sure they were delighted to see you again. They must worry, every time you leave for battle."
He shrugged his shoulders this time. "I’m not so sure about that, but it doesn’t need to trouble us right now. We have enough on our plates."
She was able to agree with that statement easier than she would’ve ever hoped for. "Just one last question?" She asked.
"One more and only one more." He murmured against her hair.
"Are they not the king and queen? And if they are the king and queen, does that make you..."
"A prince?" He finished for her. "Yes, it would end up making me the prince of the rock giant kingdom.” He paused for a bit. “Does it matter?"
"No, I was only curious." But it did matter. He was a part of the family who had begun this war. If the war lasted, until he was king, would he put an end to it?
"Then, yes, it makes me a prince."
"No wonder I’ve been getting so many glares. No one must be happy with the fact their prince is carting around a human woman."
He hugged her against him a little tighter. "I will keep you safe. Do not fret about what others think of you."
She didn't respond, since she didn't want to accidently insult him, but she had to wonder how well he could keep her safe. He was a prince, but that only meant other people were bound to despise her even more for being with him. It only put them in the spotlight more than if he’d been a commander.
Trying to distract herself she rubbed her hand over his stomach and torso, searching out the wound she helped heal. As she lightly brushed over his side, he gave a huff of a laugh and pulled away her hand.
"What are you up to, other than keeping me awake?" Kaeldar asked, pulling her close yet again.
"Just checking up on your wound. With all that has been going on, I forgot about it, to be honest." She looked up at him from where her head was laying on his shoulder.
"Your amazing talent for healing has saved me twice. The wound will now just be one of my many scars to help remind me to be better on the battefield."
"Or maybe to remind you not to go out onto the battlefield in the first place." Claira returned.
"Sadly, that will not be a choice I can make for myself. How can my people fight a war when their leaders won't even get their hands dirty?"
"Maybe the war shouldn't be fought then. Besides you aren’t even the leader of your people yet.”
"I believe in this war, just like the rest of my people."
She swallowed hard, of course he would. Just because she was sleeping with him didn't make him any less of a rock giant. Could she be with a man who was fine with war? Then again would it be any different if she was with a human soldier? It was a question she had yet to resolve.
"Of course, you do." She stated simply. There was a lot between them they would have to face at some point soon. Had she truly thought they might actually have some sort of chance together? The obstacles they faced might be way too enormous.
His hand came up and caressed the side of her face. "Just because I believe in fighting this war, doesn't mean I want to be fighting with you or that I might dislike you because you’re human. I’m only trying to keep my people safe.”
She shrugged. "I never had the feeling you hated me." She decided not to voice her concerns about the future though. She didn't want to hear any negative answers he might give her. She feared he might not feel much for her out of the covers.
"Good." He didn’t seem to pick up any of the uncertainty within her voice or onto the worry.
Within minutes, she heard him softly snoring away. Clearly, he had no troubles or he was just better at putting them aside for now.
She felt a little bitter he wasn't more concerned about the things going on around them, because she felt like her hair might fall out with her stress level.
As she started to fall asleep, she couldn't believe she found out he was a prince. Who would’ve ever guessed she would be held in the arms of royalty? She was considered no one in the human world.
She was glad she found him, since he had given her several new views, like how sweet a prince could treat someone like her and how a rock giant could be so kind to a human.
He definitely was unique among his people, which gave her hope that other rock giants could be won over. She fell asleep with a smile on her face, as she drifted off to those pleasant thoughts.
Chapter 18
"Why is she here? What does he think he’s doing by bringing a human female among us?" Kaeldar’s mother rose her voice, as she spoke.
A hand squeezed her shoulder. "Don’t worry about this human female. There is nothing she has that a giant female doesn't posses."
"What if this doesn't pass?" She worried her lip. "I don't want my son interacting with this human, and I don't want him thinking he can have her by his side. It’s one thing to entertain himself on the border, but he has an image to uphold here at the castle. I thought we taught him better."
The rock giant king, Kaeldar's father, leaned in to swear to his wife. "This will definitely pass. She is something he picked up during his travels, while he was in a battle. Do not fret, my dear, I will make sure it passes, even if I have to force it on him."
"How will you do that?"
He smiled evilly. "I will send some giant females up to him, the best females I can find, ones who know how to entice a male. They have techinques that can bring a man to his knees." His eyes grew distant.
His queen’s eyes flashed, but she tempered it down, before he could see it. "They better be special or you may never tempt him. He must think the human female exotic, so we must have irrististable giant females."
"I know where to find some, don’t you worry. I will have them in his chamber, naked and ready for him." He’d taught his wife not to pester him about his nightly escapades into town. He was a man with needs, after all.
"I don't think it will work." The queen fretted. "I think our son might be under some sort of spell, when it comes to the human female. I saw the way he looks at her, and it makes me concerned."
"There won't be a problem. Stop fretting, female!" He barked suddenly, when she wouldn't stop worrying about their son and the human female. "If he doesn’t see the light and the females don't keep his attention away from the human, then I will get rid of her myself. I won’t let this little human female ruin our only heir."
Claira stretched her arms above her head, feeling relaxed and happy. Last night had been splendid, if a bit revealing, but now wasn’t the time to think about any of that.
Smiling she rolled over to find Kaeldar... gone.
She bolted upright in the bed, clutching the covers to her naked breast. Taking a quick glance around the room she found he wasn't even in the room with her.
Looking back down at the spot where he’d slept she found a letter on his pillow with her name scrolled across it. Taking it into her hand she ripped it opened, wanting to know what he had written for her.
Her eyes skimmed over the note, as she unfolded the paper.
“I will be back by noon. I will have food awaiting you in the room. Hopefully, you will wake before the seamstress comes to measure you and before the bath I left gets cold.”
Claira glanced around wondering how he could’ve arranged all of these things without her waking. Shaking her head she let out a sigh, he had to be one of the sweetest men she’d ever known.
She had no idea when the seamstress would come calling, and she still needed to take a bath and get clean before she changed into any new clothing. She didn't want her unclean skin to touch a single fiber of clean clothing. She’d only had one bath since arriving, and she wanted another.
Swinging her legs over the edge of the bed Claira set her feet down onto the ice cold stone floor. Skipping her way over to the tub she jumped straight into the water. It was still warm, and she could feel her toes absorb the heat from the water, as she sank deep
into the tub.
She wouldn't mind becoming more in Kaeldar's life, like being the woman he switched vows with. She knew he would be a man to do everything in his power to make his wife a very happy woman.
Claira was more than able to imagine herself waking beside him every morning and getting ravished with every morning that came, as well as every evening. Her eyes closed, as she imagined all those pleasant thoughts and dreams. The only thing standing between her and those dreams were all the other rock giants around them.
Her thoughts were at best silly and, at worst, ridiculous.
She was a human woman, after all. Kaeldar was a prince of the rock giants. One day, he would be the king of these people, and she knew she wouldn’t be by his side at that time. No one would allow her that privilege. A human woman as queen would not be tolerated. How could it be?
She was a peasant woman who specialized in healing rather than marriage and bearing children. Perhaps that had been the true reason the villagers detested her. She wasn’t what they considered normal for a woman. The villagers would’ve prefered she be a man who specialized in healing.
As her thoughts turned sour, her eyes popped open, and she frowned at her feet which could be seen underneath the water in the tub.
Time to get on with scrubbing herself clean before the seamstress came up to find her still soaking in the tub like a slothful woman. She had an image to maintain in front of these people, and she knew she would be judged at every turn.
Rising from the water she stepped out of the tub gingerly. The cold stone below her feet made her want to jump right back into the water, but she somehow managed to resist the intense urge.
One last thought drifted through her mind; as a prince who would become a king, Kaeldar would need to produce heirs of his own. The thought caused the biggest frown yet to mar her face.
There was no proof a human and a giant would be able to produce any such mixed children. There weren't too many differences between them though, so there might still be a possibility.