10 - Beginning to Bond
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King Atreyu
So far, I felt like things were going well with Genevieve. She was slowly opening up to some of us, and I couldn't have been happier about it.
After I introduced Genevieve to my bodyguard and personal servant, I took a hold of my angel's hand and led her down the hall toward our bedrooms. More than anything, I wanted to take her into my arms and kiss her luscious lips, but I knew she was not ready for that.
When we reached her bedroom door, I lifted her hand up to my lips and placed a soft kiss on the back of it, then I softly murmured, "I hope to see you climbing under the blanket with me after you change into a nightgown."
"I'll consider it," Genevieve shyly responded with a small smile playing on her full lips and a twinkle shining in her beautiful eyes.
I chuckled at her response, then I affectionately remarked, "You look so pretty when you smile."
The corner of her lip twitched a few times, then I watched them curve up to form a wider smile before she nodded her head and spun around. I watched her wings fold in as much as they would, then she stepped into her bedroom and quickly closed the door.
I went to my bedroom with hopes that Genevieve would soon join me. As soon as I got in there, I pulled my jacket off and hung it over the arm of my loveseat, then I loosened the tie around my neck.
After that, I sat down on the loveseat and removed my shoes, then I carried them back to my closet and put them in their place on my shoe rack. I also took my jacket into the closet and hung it up. Keeping my area clean and organized had always been a top priority, and that was something that would never change.
On my way out of the closet, I finished untying my tie and left it hanging to the sides of my undershirt's collar. I walked back over to the loveseat and sat down, then I laid my head back and closed my eyes, as images of my beautiful angel wearing that gorgeous, red gown floated through my mind.
Just thinking about that curvy body of hers was enough to make me feel aroused. If she hadn't recently been abused, I would have helped her out of that gown, then I would have worshipped her sexy body. Unfortunately, that would have to wait until she felt comfortable with me.
I lost track of time while thinking about Genevieve, and before I knew it, my bedroom door was being opened by someone on the other side of it. Right away, I glanced over to see Genevieve timidly step into my bedroom with a nervous look on her face.
I was quick to flash a reassuring smile her way, as I took in the sight of Genevieve wearing a long, white nightgown that clung to her body just like the evening gown. If it weren't for the lace on the nightgown, it would have been hard to tell where her skin and the gown met, because of how pale my angel's skin was.
Genevieve slowly made her way to me, then she stood almost a foot away in front of me. With her eyes cast down to the floor, she warily mumbled, "What now?"
Right away, I reached out and grabbed ahold of her hips, then I pulled Genevieve between my legs. After that, I rested my head against her flat belly and mumbled, "I'm so glad you're here. I waited so long, I thought I was going to be alone forever."
I could tell Genevieve was hesitant to touch me in return, but upon hearing my words, her fingers found their way to my hair, then she hugged my head against her belly. It was the first time she went out of her way to show me true affection, and it warmed my heart a great deal.
The way my scalp would tingle under her touch was such an amazing feeling, and I didn't want her to stop any time soon. In fact, I wanted to feel more of my skin tingle like that.
I slid my arms around her waist, then I pulled Genevieve into my lap with her head resting in the crook of my elbow and her legs resting on the other side of the loveseat. Her gorgeous amethyst eyes went wide with surprise and fear, then she warily asked, "What are you doing, Atreyu?"
"Showing you love," I cheekily remarked before nuzzling my nose against her and enjoying the sparks that flowed between us.
After a few seconds, Genevieve giggled and it was the cutest sound ever. In an attempt to keep hearing her sweet giggling, I continued to nuzzle my nose against hers, and I was rewarded with what I wanted.
When I lifted my head back up and gazed into her pretty purple eyes, Genevieve lifted her hand up and tenderly ran her fingers across the scar on my jawline. A second later, she curiously asked, "What caused this?"
With a smile on my face, I nonchalantly explained, "Me and a few of my warriors were attacked by a group of human dragon hunters. One of them managed to slice me with a silver blade."
"That's horrible! Why were they hunting dragons?" she innocently inquired.
I gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and answered, "Not all dragons are good. The bad ones have given us a bad reputation with the humans and caused them to fear us."
"So, you are a good dragon?" Genevieve asked with a hint of skepticism.
"Yes, my love. I believe that I am a good dragon," I quickly assured her.
"Are you going to take advantage of my body like the other men did?" she nervously mumbled.
Instantly, I pulled her up and wrapped my arms around her tiny frame, then I whispered into her ear, "I will never do that to you. I will worship you and your body until the end of time."
"Do you promise not to hurt me like they did?" Genevieve asked with hope in her voice.
"I promise to never hurt you, Genevieve! Never!" I adamantly stated, as I held onto her face and stared into her eyes.
A shy smile spread across her face, then Genevieve sheepishly replied, "I will hold you to that promise. If you ever hurt me, there will be hell to pay!"
"Does that mean you are ready to accept me as your mate?" I optimistically asked.
"I'm not quite ready. I need to get to know you a little better," she anxiously replied, and there was no missing the concern that flashed in her eyes.
Right away, I assured her, "Angel, that is perfectly fine. You can have more time, as long as you're spending that time with me."
"Thank you," she quietly murmured, then she rested her forehead against mine and whispered, "Why couldn't you have found me before King Gideon got his savage hands on me?"
"Trust me, my love. I would've been delighted to find you sooner, but unfortunately that was not the case. I don't care what they did to you, I will always look at you the same way... with nothing but love and pride. The fact that you endured that abuse and found the will to stay alive proves to me that you are a strong angel, and you're capable of doing anything you put your mind to," I endearingly responded with a genuine smile.
"I hope this sweet side of you isn't just an act," Genevieve mumbled as she nuzzled her nose against mine. She clearly liked the way that felt, and I had no objections to the show of affection.
After that, a comfortable silence fell over us, while Genevieve nervously played with my tie. Eventually, she pulled it off and tossed it to the side, then she surprised me by unbuttoning my shirt.
I wasn't sure if Genevieve was trying to initiate a session of lovemaking, or if it was her nervously fidgeting, but either way, I wasn't about to stop her. As soon as my shirt opened up to reveal my eight-pack, Genevieve licked her lips before mumbling, "You are one gorgeous creature."
Of course, that brought an ear to ear smile to my face before I huskily replied, "Angel, I am only a fraction as gorgeous as you."
That must have excited Genevieve, because her wings suddenly spread out, then she brought her hand up to my face and softly murmured, "If I weren't so exhausted, I would keep this conversation going, but I can't even keep my wings under control."
I chuckled at my dark angel, then I stood up with Genevieve in my arms and carried her to the bed. After I lied her down and pulled the blanket up to her chin, I joined Genevieve under the blanket and immediately pulled her into my arms.
Genevieve surprised me once again by snuggling her face against my chest as she mumbled, "Sweet dreams, Atreyu."
"Sweet dreams, angel," I quickly replied, then I placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
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