The Royal Revenge
Chapter 194: Consummation of their Marriage Part 1

Chapter 194: Consummation of their Marriage Part 1

Elys would be lying to herself if she denied the fact that she was utterly scared. Her face might have been calm and radiated beauty, but deep inside she dreaded what would happen next.

Being a warrior didn’t necessarily mean that she was without fear. In fact, she did fear a lot of things, but she chose to use that fear to fuel her will to push through and rise triumphant in whatever endeavor or challenge she faced.

This right here was something she feared, but she was determined to do whatever it took if it meant she could bring her people out of their miseries. It was a small price to pay for the salvation of many precious lives.

She closed her eyes and let Aleksander lift her unto their bed.

There was a certain hunger that seemed to awoken in him. She could hear him pant even though the couch had only been a few strides away from the bed. With his gait, it would probably just take him a couple of steps.

He gently laid her down the bed, and started to undress himself. First his coat full of embellishments and tassels. It dropped with a distinct thud on the floor, and then he continued to strip his vest and shirt until the only cloth he had left was his pants.

Elys’ heart was beating wild as if it wanted to escape her ribcage. Was this it? Was this the moment she would surrender herself and become vulnerable?

All for the sake of the endgame being Aleksander being the one running in the palm of her hands?

’No, all of this is for the sake of my people – the entire human race in the Western Kingdom,’ she reminded herself.

Elys opened her eyes and Aleksander’s golden orbs were staring straight at her. His chest rose and fell in a labored manner. They haven’t even started yet, but Aleksander was already like this.

He brought his hand to her cheek, and traced the fine line down to her jaws. Aleksander’s finger reached for her slightly parted lips, and then slowly, he brought his lips to hers.

The kiss wasn’t intense, in fact, it was calm and sweet. Elys was slightly taken aback by it, as she had expected him to ravage her with the way he panted like he was ravenous.

Aleksander brought his body down and lain on the bed beside her. He reached out to Elys, and snaked his arm around her slender waist. Elys turned and faced him, her eyes expecting him to do more but curious why he was surprisingly calm.

"My queen," he said, "once I begin, our union as husband and wife would be eternally binding. The marks on our arms will change with our bodies coming together as one."

"Wait..." Elys pushed him away, "what do you mean by that?"

She swiped the sleeve of her nightgown and stared at the mark that was left by the priest during their wedding’s blood right. At that moment, she had recalled rumors regarding vampire mates who grew stronger with intimacy. What Aleksander said next confirmed human old wives’ tales.

"Marriage is just the first step, in our kingdom. Consummation seals the deal and eternally binds one person to another, connecting them through the marks," Aleksander said.

"You have already said that," Elys frowned.

"There isn’t a solid proof, but several couples have testified that the more they became intimate, the stronger their powers became. In turn, the next generation that comes from them turns out more powerful than the previous," he added.

Elys bit the bottom of her lip and turned her eyes away.

Aleksander noticed her hesitation, and then put his forehead on her temple as his broad hands cupped her face, "I’m sorry if I hadn’t told you about this. I never did think the time would come we would end in this situation. It was one of the many million possibilities that were just too farfetched to even dream of, and I didn’t want you to think I want to take advantage of you."

The young king pulled away and his golden eyes bore straight into her rubies, "Wife, if you are hesitating, then tell me and I will stop right here right now."

Elys was about to open her mouth, but no voice came out even when she thought she had something to say. She closed them again, and gave the idea some more time to think.

Aleksander on the other hand waited patiently for her to speak up. While Elys was thinking, her pulled her in for a hug, burying his face in the sweet scent of her blazing red locks. She smelled of vanilla and a hint of jasmine.

She was intoxicating.

After some time, the young queen lifted her face up and Aleksander pulled away from the hug. She looked at him with eyes that understood fully what she was about to do, and Aleksander felt an overwhelming pressure clutch his heart, like sharp nails digging through to the very center.

"I don’t think that you are taking advantage of me," Elys spoke with a calm voice, "Aleksander, what I do think is that trying for an heir and consummating this marriage after several months would actually give us more advantages as we fight off our common enemies."

With each words Elys spoke, Aleksander felt himself turn another shade redder. His face and every part of his head to his nape were burning. As he got up from lying on the bed, Elys noted the prominent bulge in his pants.

There too, Aleksander evidently burned.

Elys blushed as she saw how Aleksander’s was affected by what she said. They were only simple words, yet things were actually more complicated. She seemed to have awakened something sleeping inside her husband.

Aleksander reached under her dress, and slowly lifted Elys’ nightgown just above her waist to reveal the same translucent skin he saw before. They weren’t perfect, as the previous warrior princess proudly donned her battle scars to him.

He didn’t know if she got them during her time as a slave, and the young king frowned – if only he had been with her earlier.

Aleksander laid his head on her stomach, kissing her belly and imagining what it would be like to have her carry his offspring. Would it be a handsome prince, or a charming princess? Would the child be like him, a vampire, or like her, a human with strong magical affinities?

He had not thought of it before, but now that he did, the vampire king was thrilled with the prospect. Aleksander planted sweet kisses around her belly, slowly going down as his hands made their merry way in undressing her.

"Ah..." Elys reacted at the tingling feeling that swirled inside her.

It was unfamiliar, and although she had experience with kissing and dating in the Northern Kingdom, all of those hadn’t been anything as serious as it was with Aleksander. Elys had only been playing around, curious of what it was like but never really giving much thought to falling in love as she was more inclined to pick up a sword in duel rather than a flower given by a suitor.

Aleksander lifted his head with the tiny sound that Elys made. It was the first she had reacted to his touch since they started this game, and even though it wasn’t much, Aleksander felt himself burning even more with desire.

As their eyes eventually locked on each other, Elys’ rosy lips tempted Aleksander and it took him all of his strength to hold himself back and ask, "May I, Elysianne?"

As he spoke those three words, Elys saw the monster that wanted to be unleashed inside of her husband. She gave him a firm nod, and the young queen said, "I am yours now, Aleksander. And you are mine. Our hearts burn the same hatred, and we hunger for vengeance and justice from those that wronged us."

She reached out to his pants and pulled them down, releasing the struggling monster beneath the dark fabric.

"Take me, your majesty, and let us become stronger than we were before," she whispered seductively.

"Hngh..." Aleksander grunted as Elys touched his arousal.

Elys’ other hand wrapped around his neck for support, and her adept foot unexpectedly pulled his pants off him completely. Her knee accidentally pressed on his entire length, and Aleksander couldn’t contain himself from groaning.

Her touch, no matter what part of her body it was, made him burn.

"If you do that... ha..." he huffed, "If you do that too much then I might just explode, Elys."

The young queen giggled at his reaction, and Elys pulled Aleksander down on her, "Then shower me with your love, my king," she whispered in his ear.

Her breath tickled Aleksander, making him shiver with the overwhelming stimulus she gave him. Elys was so good at teasing him, that Aleksander finally came to his limits.

With all his strength, the vampire ripped Elys’ nightgown entirely off of her, revealing fully all her naked glory beneath him.