Chapter 7

We had to wait….and by that I meant..I had to wait.. Rubina came back after quite some time. And even though she was trying to fake a triumphant smile, Luke said,” She lost the game badly. I can smell her fear and anxiety.”

That did not do much but it at least meant that I had a fighting chance. Ambernette was the last candidate to go in for the game. Drima kept on trying to contact Serafina but she had no luck in that as well. She was the one best friend like Luke who had arrived without any clue at all. She was found swaddled in a bear skin and almost on the verge of death when one of the guards of the Palace had found her. My mother had realized from her albino features that she had magic in her veins. So she decided to get her well. Moreover, I was also only a few months old at that time and she thought that it would be good for me to have a companion. She was one of my friends who knew everything about me. She was family.

And I was worried about her.

Finally Ambernette came back and she was weeping. Openly. She did not try and show that she had a good game. She had lost and it was clear on her face that she had lost badly. I looked at Drima and she nodded sadly as I caught hold of her and comforted her.

“Where is your Counsellor, Amber? Why is he not here to help you out?” I asked. Because this was the time when the Counsellors were supposed to stay with their heiresses and not leave them alone. Strategy and support that was their role. How the hell was she supposed to function all alone in this kind of trauma?

“He was killed along with three other pack members this morning,” whimpered Amber and I groaned. This was the worst thing that could happen to any heiress at this point of time.

“You will do great sweetie…here…have some water,” said Blossom as she handed over a glass.

“This is a contest, not some kind of fucking gathering. It is meant to eliminate the weak and allow the strong to lead. Anyways, just because you were born in royal family does not mean that automatically you have the capability of becoming the next Queen,” said Rubina and I wanted to kick her straight in the nose for saying those words.

“That goes for you as well, Rubina. Just because you lie well and fuck every single male in your vicinity, does not mean that you have automatically the holy right to become the next monarch,” I said with ice in my voice.

“Why you fuckking bitch!!” shouted Rubina and as she was coming forward aggressively with the intention to attack but just at that moment the doors to the Great Hall opened up and we were called there.

Rubina was still looking at me with so much anger that she could not hit me but I was calm. I knew that I would get the chance to beat the shit out of her and it was going to feel really good. But patience was a virtue and the fruits of patience were sweet.

“The results are calculated and we are going to announce them shortly,” announced Torah. Raksha was no where to be seen.

“So the one in the first position is Synthia of the Red Hearts Pack with a hundred points for the best game of chess played in over a century with hundred points. The second position is a tie between Rubina and Blossom with fifty-five points each. And the third position is taken by Ambernette who has got zero points. There will be no more contests tonight. It is late and today has been especially tough for every one of us. We shall start the next phase of the Summit tomorrow morning,” said Torah and I could only nod.

After that Rubina came towards me but Luke and Drima barricaded me and took me back to my room.

Sleep did not take a long time to arrive for me and then what happened was…..

You remember my face from your dream, the way we were in your fantasy was a fire of lust like a secret world. In the dream, our lives were shared in creation, a fire burned between us, I remember it. From out the black of obscurity, suddenly you dawned on my life, taking me by surprise, realizing it was you: a goddess in silky warm dark hair, skin white as snow, lips like blood, eyes of my dreams. That we would meet took breath from my lips, I want you to feel my great desire to have you.

It is night. The air is warm and comfortable in my comrade's living room, the tapestries and sculpture, the crafted cedar, Nirvana is playing in the background, the air is warm w/ friendship and sweet smoke. Then, my eyes meet yours for the first time, I can feel your sex for me, would I taste those inviting lips? I become lost in your eyes, while I'm trying to talk. You are so intelligent and sharp, when you move, I notice your body: "perky" round tits that are calling to me. How I would kiss your neck. Your eyes; you are beautiful. My eyes move to your thighs and perfect round ass.

"You are so smart, I'm really enjoying this!" I admit. You are just like my dream girl.. The conversation is philosophical, everything is in terms of the soul. This honesty I'm encountering within her mind brings out a new man, I become enraptured with her beauty. She is like the first woman. Her face is like the first woman, it is very smooth.

It was all fun and games, being set free in our spirits. We are one company, proud and humble, young and old, ever learning and knowing all. I am pleasantly rewarded when you are on my arm, everything about you, your scent and nature; we are one most of all. The events of the night were many, and I loved you. I kiss you on your soft cheek, and tell you my heart.

We are at my apartment. I am a prince of a small country, but I live here to become a better man and to study under wise teachers, nevertheless, the trappings are real lavish. The colors are dark, with dark purples and reds and blues near black. There is a painting above an inviting entertainment-system, it is a real Pollack in red, green, and black stripes. We drink rich hot chocolate, while I play with your slightly curling hair, and complement your features. I tell you about my life, that you are the most beautiful of anything.

We are kissing, it is like the dream, only real. Hearing you getting off on this makes my world explode. I kiss parts of your face, it is all like the first thing I've ever done. So hot. Lick and bite your neck, and instinctively caress your tits, through your shirt. To kiss you raises the hairs on my neck, I think. Pretty soon, my tongue is at your nipple, playing at your bud, and my hand rests on your warm sex. I'm listening to you, and I'm feeling it all.

"Kiss my pussy, baby, I want you to make love to my pussy, now." And I pull off your pants and silky panties, and softly nibble your clit. I'm doing a bunch of figure 8's on it with my tongue, feeling you out. I can feel your back stiffening as you get more and more horny. I'm completely involved in pleasuring you, and do things without knowing them. You are a whole package, and I even reach for your g-spot and start fucking you with my tongue. I love this contact with you, making you moan is wonderful.

We go to the bedroom, and I put on some sandalwood incense. There is light piano in the background, like raindrops only, and beautiful. A kiss turns into deep passionate contact, very busy. Soon, I am fucking your pussy in heavy contractions of my dick, it is fire, unity, the rhythm of the thing is deeply shared, because the connection has never been so real. I know we are still and together in our souls, I have not felt this way.

I think I'm feeling your breasts, and sounding your name, fucking your pussy is deep and hard. I am strong, my body is like Batman's, I am going the distance with you, and I need you to be honest with me. I am fucking you hard while you cry out, "o god, o god, ooooooh, baby don't stop!!!"

We are going to cum, when you cry out, "ooooh, I'm gonna cum, mmmm, oh, I'm gonna cum!" Your hand near your clit. We are somehow in synch. You hold me while I spill my semen deep in your crotch. An eternity passes, before I pull out and take off my condom, limp but still hard. I enjoyed saying your name all those times. We kiss and I kiss you on the cheek.

"That was wonderful, it was blessed; I could have you an eternity. You were wonderful!" I let you know everything.

And that was when I wake up from that blasted dream. Goddamnit!! It was so reall….his eyes and his smell was still lingering on my skin…how on earth do you have dreams of having sex with a amn whom you had never encountered in your life before?

It was two am and not the time to wake up at all. Luke was still fast asleep and I figured that I should get some sleep as well….

But that face…..and those purple eyes….he said he was the prince of a small country…..where????

Who is this mystery prince???