The Prodigy Slave, Book Two: The Old World: (Revised Edition 2020)

by Londyn Skye

  “I know, William. Lord knows I don’t wanna be here eitha’, but I’ll be okay.” She touched James on the shoulder. “I know James will take good care ‘a me until we leave. And I’m just as confident that the bandits will too once we’re on the road,” she said smiling at all of them, expressing her appreciation for the fact.

  “I’m sure you will fine, but it pains me nonetheless to have you in such dire straits for five whole days, especially in your condition.”

  “Hell, I’d crawl through a rat hole for five months if it meant not havin’ my baby here.”

  William took her hand. “So help me God, this baby will be born in my homeland, in the very same home I spent my youth.”

  Lily’s face lit up with a smile. “Your childhood home?”

  “Yes. My boys and I stay there whenever we travel back to the United Kingdom. But it’s yours now, for as long as you need it to be.”

  Lily’s eyes welled with appreciative tears. “Thank you, William. I couldn’t imagine a more perfect place to have this baby.”

  “Neither can I. In my mind, I can already envision which room would be perfect for the nursery! I had a hard time resisting the urge to ask one of my sisters to stop by and fill that room with a wealth of magnificent wonders for your baby.” William smiled and patted Lily’s hand. “Seems more appropriate to leave the shopping spree to you, though. So, whatever you need for this little one, you just let me know. I’ll spare no expense.”

  Lily had no words at first. She just embraced William and shed a tear over his generosity. “I can’t thank you enough. This means the world to me,” she finally whispered.

  “To me too,” William assured her. “I know I may sound like a wacky old man, but I’m excited about this baby as if it were my firstborn grandchild,” he admitted, snickering at his own over-the-top enthusiasm.

  “You don’t sound wacky at all, William. In fact, I’s sort ‘a hopin’ you’d feel that way.”

  “Oh, trust me, I do. I assure you, there is not one thing I would not do for you or this child.”

  “Well, then actually there is one otha’ thing I’s hopin’ you’d do…”

  “Name it, and it shall be done.”

  Lily placed William’s hand on her stomach. “Be my baby’s grandfatha’?”

  William’s kind green eyes nearly squinted closed from the grand smile that emerged on his face. “Lily, I can’t even put into words how truly honored I’d be.”

  Lily embraced the grandfather of her child, finally feeling completely at peace knowing that her baby would be welcomed into the world surrounded by nothing but the purest of love.

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Slave Code

  Article III Section VIII

  It is a felony for any person who shall transport, secretly carry, or send away out of any state, any slave belonging to an inhabitant within it, such offenses are punishable by jail time and costs to be adjudged by the justices of the provincial court.

  Tuesday April 17, 1860

  Only hours remained before Lily would be escaping from her current nightmarish old world, to begin making a life-changing journey to the Old World that she had dreamed of. On such a pivotal day in her life, Lily should have been the one riddled with anxiousness about her impending departure. Oddly, though, it was she who had to keep James calm while he was preparing for them to leave. Unable to sleep, James had gotten up well before dawn and loaded up everything his new wife would need while she would be hidden away during their trip. Afterward, he planned to go to work like all was normal, just as Griff had suggested. Lily could easily sense James’s apprehension about doing so, though. She tried to reassure him that she would be okay for the day, but James still could not shake his nervousness; he was just far too anxious to set off with Lily at sunset. He admitted that he would not feel settled until he got her safely to the first trade-off spot.

  It was now a little after two in the afternoon. Despite only having been gone from Lily’s side for a few hours, it felt to James like he had not seen her in days. He thought perhaps it was the fact that he was now her husband making him feel such a strong sense of obligation to be by her side. Whatever the reason, he simply could not shake the unrelenting need to be home with her. It made concentrating on work nearly impossible. All he could think about was helping Lily set off on another amazing journey, toward the life he was willing to die for her to have. Of all days, though, business had been painfully slow at Gideon’s office, making the time seem to drag until that monumental adventure began. James had only seen two patients all morning. To help pass the time thereafter, he had dawdled across the road to Albert’s General Store to buy Lily a few gifts. James rarely ever bothered with flowers. He appreciated that Lily wanted things of far more value, things that would last forever in her brilliant mind. So, instead, he purchased a special journal for mothers to record their thoughts, as well as books on history, science, and astronomy, which had been amongst her favorite subjects to absorb as of late. He was excited to find two books on each topic, knowing they would help keep Lily’s knowledge-hungry mind thoroughly preoccupied during her long journey to salvation.

  James had returned from that brief shopping spree, propped his feet up on Gideon’s desk, and further passed the time by escaping into his mind. However, he was snapped from his blissful trance when Mary Jo Parker walked through the doors of the clinic. Mary Jo had walked right in front of the glass window, but James was so absorbed in his daydreams about Lily that he did not even notice her at first. He was thinking about making love to Lily again, on their sacred childhood grounds, just one last time before they departed the backwards, podunk lands of Fayetteville for good. He wanted that experience again after sitting there reliving the hours following their wedding night when they were finally left alone for the first time as a married couple …

  While standing in a sea of colorful rose petals, Lily had turned to James and smiled. She stepped toward him, and they interlocked their hands. “My beautiful wife,” James had said while gazing lovingly at her.

  Lily returned his gaze and replied to his words with a kiss. It was soft and gentle at first but grew deeper and more sensual within seconds. She then slowly pulled away. “I have a little somethin’ for my husband,” she said seductively.

  James stood there, unblinking, mesmerized by the way Lily began erotically dancing her way out of her dress. He salivated when she unveiled her breasts, his mouth reacting to the memory of the taste of her nipples. As badly as he desired to devour them, he refrained and waited patiently as Lily gracefully continued to strip.

  Lily carefully stepped out of the elegantly-crafted garment, glanced back up at James, and smiled devilishly at the way he stared at her body with his mouth partially agape. She turned and walked to lay her dress neatly on a nearby log. Her walk was slow, and the sway of her hips was exaggerated. She looked over her shoulder to watch James watching her. She enjoyed seeing his eyes fixated on her supple posterior cheeks as they bounced with every step.

  While continuing to watch James, Lily grabbed a blanket and walked over to lay it down near the campfire. She leaned over to straighten it, inviting James’s eyes to stare at the parts of her that she had pledged to him for life. She heard James let out a guttural groan while gazing upon the sacred treasure of her body that he swore was the passageway to heaven. Lily smiled when she felt his warm strong hands grip her buttocks and then slide along her hips and onto her back. She let out a pleasure-filled sigh when she then felt the hardened flesh underneath his pants grinding slowly between her cheeks. She turned around and caught his mouth in a fiery kiss while simultaneously undoing the buttons of his clothing. James pulled away and slithered his tongue from Lily’s mouth to her ear. He snaked it inside and bit her lobe, invoking sensual laughter from her. He inhaled the pleasant scent of her perfume as he nipped and sucked lightly along her neckline. He then trailed his tongue down through the pathway between her breasts. Just as Lily freed all his shirt buttons, James w
rapped his lips around her right nipple and sucked hard on it. Lily’s breath caught, and her head fell backward as she wrapped her hands around his neck to steady herself. The hot impulse shot through her straight down to her groin, flooding her nether region with wetness.

  “I want you inside ‘a me,” she breathlessly begged.

  James pulled away and threw his shirt aside, dropped his trousers, and hoisted Lily up onto his hips. She wrapped her legs around him and slid easily onto his erection, exhaling loudly as she latched her hands behind his neck and settled in for the ride. James paused a moment just to appreciate the feeling of being submerged deep inside of Lily’s abyss for the very first time as his wife. He panted heavily with his forehead rested against hers, inhaling the sweet scent of her breath as she panted just as hard. They then mutually dove into another deep kiss, their tongues wrestling playfully as James gripped on to Lily’s posterior cheeks and thrust himself upwards inside of her slick walls.

  The first powerful thrust instantly set Lily’s body ablaze. She immediately broke the lock she had on James’s lips, closed her eyes, and tilted her head back as the pleasure began to ricochet through her. Utilizing every one of his chiseled muscles to pump feverishly inside of her, sweat quickly began gushing from every pore on James’s body. Despite his exertion, he felt no end to his strength. Lily’s erotic purrs refueled his energy, keeping him pumping like a steam engine to bring his wife to the pinnacle. His body certainly had the stamina to honor that goal. But, as always, the tightly constricted walls of Lily’s insides had him on the verge of erupting within seconds.

  Just before exploding inside of Lily, James unselfishly stopped his rapid-fire thrusts. He kissed her passionately, pulled out of her, and set her down on her feet again. He laid back on the blanket and stretched himself out, inviting Lily to straddle him. However, it was not her husband’s crotch that Lily targeted to resume the pleasures of her wedding night. James let out a carnivorous growl as Lily lowered herself down toward his face. Again, his salivary glands kicked into overdrive in anticipation of tasting the invigorating flavor of his wife’s insides. Lily teased him, descending slowly, smiling sensually at the sight of his parted red lips as he impatiently waited. She hovered just above him and paused, forcing him to playfully grab her by the waist and pull her down, the way he knew she wanted. Immediately, James thrust his tongue inside of her. Unchaining his inner insatiable beast, he began kissing, suckling, and lapping her like a wild animal. Lily moved her hips in sync with the pleasurable movements of his tongue as it snaked in and out of her. Within mere seconds, an orgasmic tsunami flooded James’s mouth. The intoxicating flavor had James moaning just as deeply as Lily while he syphoned the overflow of her honey. The fetish for the taste of Lily’s sweet nectar was overpowering in a way James had never imagined. But even more unimaginable was Lily’s mutual desire to taste herself on his lips after every instance that he ate her like an exotic delicacy. After the pulses of pleasure ceased, Lily lowered herself onto the tip of her husband’s erection, teasing him while gazing at his swollen lips. As James moaned over the delightful feeling of being partially submerged within her, Lily gently suckled each of his lips, enjoying the flavor of herself just as much as he had.

  After relishing her own taste, Lily slowly lowered herself onto James, inch by inch, letting the sensations creep at a snail’s pace through her entire body. After filling herself to capacity, her head fell backward, her mouth parted, and she let out a long erotic exhale. She then looked down at James and a devious smile emerged on her face. She slid her hands up and down the ripples of his stomach muscles while seductively telling him with her eyes to prepare for an exotic ride. There was an equal hunger and intensity in James’s eyes, but Lily saw warmth exuding from them as well. As she sat there straddled on top of him, underneath their childhood tree, she realized that his eyes had given away the secret of his love for her when they were children. She never knew it back then. But the loving way that James gazed at her now was no different than his heart-piercing gaze fifteen years ago, in this very same spot.

  After taking a moment to appreciate that fact, Lily’s gentle grinding motions picked up into a subtle ride, her buttocks quietly clapping down onto her man’s pelvis. She then leaned back, gripped one of his muscular thighs, and began thrusting her hips backward and forward, moving her body slowly like a seductive belly dancer. James was typically the one fighting to hold back, but it was now Lily who fought hard not to succumb to what her only love was sharing with her in their sacred place beneath the night sky. The way James continued to look at her, with such love in his eyes, was beginning to make Lily feel the need to cry. Much like the pleasure rippling through her body, the need to shed tears was building quickly. As her hips erotically danced, her tears escaped, cascaded down her cheeks, and began pelting James’s chest.

  James gazed at Lily in awe. The beauty of her tearful ride turned on a dance in his own hips. He began thrusting upward, hitting the very spot that always instantly unchained her inner lioness. Lily let out a catlike purr and immediately departed from her slow rhythmic motions. She raised her hips high and began forcefully pounding his erection, swallowing it whole with quick hard thrusts. The sudden intense pleasure caused James’s eyelids to snap shut. He inhaled hard through gritted teeth and cried out for God when his body began to lose control. He forced himself to hold back and opened his eyes to let Lily hypnotize him all over again; he simply had not yet had enough of her exotic show. His eyes were greeted with the beautiful sight of Lily’s pleasure-filled facial expressions. Her eyes were closed, her pouty lips were parted, and her head was tilted back, like she was floating through the clouds of enchantment. The erotic visual had James, once again, on the cusp of letting his seed paint the walls of her insides. He inhaled sharply, biting his bottom lip hard, fighting back the need to erupt one last time. He ran his hands up to Lily’s supple breasts, letting them melt around his fingers to distract him from the inevitable. He then slid his hands down to her buttocks, gripped her cheeks tight, and halted her ride. Suspending Lily just barely above his pelvis, James began to drive himself into her at a rapid-fire pace. The sudden intensity of the powerful strokes quickly catapulted them both into orgasmic euphoria. Their names harmoniously escaped one another, the erotic duet blending beautifully with the sounds of the nocturnal animals surrounding their sacred playground paradise.

  After their divine post-ceremonial lovemaking, James gently pulled Lily down and pressed her close to his bare skin. While their bodies slowly floated down from the heavens together, he quietly laid there, stroking Lily’s back, until the sound of the crackling fire lulled them both to sleep.

  … Sitting at Gideon’s desk, James still had no words to adequately describe the elation of their sentimental wedding grand finale. But he indeed wanted that experience with Lily just one last time on the grounds of their cherished plot of land. Afterward, he wanted to place his mother’s ring back on Lily’s finger. She had worn it for the ceremony, but it was now back on James’s necklace. Lily understood the need to hide it, but James could see the hurt in her eyes over having to surrender the precious gem again. So, on this night, James had all intention of sliding it back on her finger, happy to know this was finally the day that Lily would be free to wear it for a lifetime.

  Wanting to share that precious moment with Lily already had James eager for his workday to end, but the person who just stepped inside of Gideon’s medical practice instantly made that eagerness increase tenfold.

  “Afta’noon sweetheart,” Mary Jo said, walking over and pecking James on the lips.

  “Afta’noon,” he replied, fighting the urge to wipe his lips afterward. “Sorry to say, but I took an early lunch today.”

  “I figured you’d say that. It seems a trend as of late,” Mary Jo said with an undertone of displeasure in her voice while evilly squinting her eyes at James. “I’m not here for lunch anyway.” She looked around. “Where’s Gideon?”

  “At lunch.
I can give ’em a message when he returns if you need me to?” James suggested, wanting to ensure that she did not loiter in the office while waiting for him to come back.

  “No, I’s actually hopin’ you’d take a look at a few ‘a these mosquito bites that’re ailin’ me. Don’t seem to wanna go away. I can’t stand all this itchin’. Got me scratchin’ like I’m some filthy dog! Damn bugs seem to be attracted to the sweetness of my scent. Seems they ain’t far too different from all the men around here,” Mary Jo giggled.

  James was not amused by her narcissism or any other thing about her for that matter.

  “Anyway, I just thought maybe you could put some calamine on it for me to help stop the itchin’,” she continued after James did not bother to laugh.

  “Sure,” James reluctantly agreed. “Come on back. I’ll see what I can rustle up.” As soon as he stepped into the back-room Mary Jo’s lips were all over him like the mosquitoes that had attacked her. Disgusted by her unwanted advances, James immediately pushed her off. “What the hell’s the matta’ with you?!” he yelled, angrily wiping his mouth. “I’m at work!” he quickly added, as if that was the only reason he had pushed her away.

  “What the hell’s the matta’ with you is the question?! My own fiancé hasn’t made love to me in weeks!”

  “I told you I wanted to wait until afta’ we were married,” James replied, finally remembering that he needed to remain calm.

  “What difference does it make if we wait! I’m carryin’ your baby already anyway!” Mary Jo yelled.

  James paused and let her words wash over him as he continued to glare at her. He then exhaled and shook his head. “Down and to the left.”