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Chapter 6

The Princess smiled widely and ran her tongue across her sharp glistening fangs. “Finally, time to have some fun.” she said wickedly.

The Prince brought his attention back to the Seraphina and suddenly removed his cloak. He turned her around and produced a sword from his belt. Seraphina froze as he delicately ran the blade up the back of the dress cutting it off and revealing her perfect olive toned skin underneath. His eyes cast down to her rear and he felt his pants tighten in response.

He gulped loudly and wrapped his cloak around her letting the rest of the dress fall away. As he turned her back around, he saw the mark of the dragon peeking out of the cloak that was balanced on her shoulders. “So, you do bare the mark of the dragon” he said with a smile. His mother, the Queen turned and smiled warmly “Don’t be so surprised my son, it was foretold after all, long before she was even a seed in her mother's womb”.

Seraphina felt a smile form as she heard mention of her mother, despite not knowing her, it warmed her heart to hear of her spoken so fondly of.

The Prince looked over at Bethel, Rose and Melanie then back to Seraphina. “I take it they are your family?” He asked softly. Seraphina nodded “Yes my Prince, they are the only family I have ever known”. “Then they shall come with us to the palace, if they so wish to.” The women nodded to the Prince “Thank you for showing us kindness your Highness” said rose.

“Seraphina?” She turned to look at the Prince “My name is Achilles; you need not address me by my title”. Seraphina was still confused by all that had unfolded but she nodded anyway, “Yes my P-...Yes Achilles” she whispered shyly. She tried to bow her head again but the Prince caught her chin between his forefinger and his thumb, he didn’t say anything this time and instead leaned down and placed a soft yet passionate kiss on her lips. As confused as she was, she didn’t refuse his kiss, in fact, she had never felt something so...right.

All the years of servitude and heartache seemed to melt away and she relaxed into his embrace. She had completely forgot she was naked under his cloak until it began to slip. The prince caught it just before it hit the floor and shielded her naked body from the guests still seated at the table, his eyes passed over her perfect, delicious curves before landing on her full round breasts as he pulled it back around her. His heart lurched in his chest and Seraphina blushed deeply.

He wanted her so badly, he needed to explore every inch of her perfect golden curves, to taste her, to hear her cry his name. He quickly supressed these thoughts as he feared, if he indulged too much, he would take her right there in front of the room full of people. He gulped as a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead and smiled longingly as Seraphina, “You are beautiful”, he whispered softly to her and planted a small kiss on her head. “Let me take you home.” Seraphina nodded and with that, the Prince swept her up into his arms and carried her out, Bethel, Rose and Melanie following close behind.

“Son” called out the King. Achilles turned to face his father “Take both carriages, you and Seraphina could use some...alone time. Send 5 back for us when you reach the Palace, I would like to interview some of these servants and see if they could be of use at the Palace.” The King answered earnestly. At hearing this, the servants around seemed to completely forget the scene they were standing in as their faces lit up at the thought of working in the Royal Palace.

With that, the Prince left carrying his long-lost Princess in his arms to the waiting Carriage. He had waited for this moment for 18 years, he did not know if or when it would come but, now that he had her back, he was never going to let her go.

Once the carriage started moving, he wanted to talk to her, learn about her, know where she had been, what had happened since her disappearance.

He always knew she hadn't perished in the siege on the House DeBeaux Angelo, their souls were intertwined, if she had died, part of him would have died with her. He always prayed that she had been rescued and taken away by a servant of the house. It pained him that she had been enslaved instead, led to believe she was disfigured! The thought of that fuelled a rage in him that he couldn’t control, he so wanted to kill that wretched woman, to peel her skin, to hear her scream and beg for her life. He didn’t want to frighten Seraphina though and knew his sister would deliver a perfect torture before allowing the woman to die.

He could feel the rage burning within him, his Snow Leopard familiar clawing to the surface wanting to destroy anyone that had every harmed their precious Princess. He needed to suppress his feelings of anger. He still hadn't let go of Seraphina and she was sat across his lap her head resting on his shoulder. She was looking at him intensely with an unreadable look on her face. Suddenly she leaned forward and planted a delicate kiss on his jaw. “Thank you, Achilles,” She whispered in his ear.

The feeling of her warm breath sent shivers down his spine. He grabbed the nape of her neck, careful not to hurt her and planted a deep hungry kiss on her lips, he was surprised to feel her respond to his kiss immediately with the same ferocity. Quickly, the Prince lifted her off his lap and placed her laying across the seat of the carriage, he hovered over her as the cloak fell open again. He sat back up to admire her perfectly sculpted body.

Everything about her was mesmerising and enticing, from her long slender legs to the deep curve of her waist, up to her perfectly rounded breasts, his eyes drifted to her dragon mark again, it was truly breath-taking, his eyes then wandered to her Dhampir markings only, she had an extra symbol? He didn’t allow chance for the questions to linger in his head as he looked up at her beautiful, delicate face and looked into her enchanting purple and blue eyes and saw the same hunger there.

He wasted no time and lowered himself back down over Seraphina and kissed her hungrily. He let his hands roam freely over her naked body, her skin was warm to the touch and impossibly soft. His hands found her breasts and he fondled them delicately, he broke the kiss and lowered his mouth the gently suck on her pink erect nipples. A breathy moan escaped Seraphina’s lips as she experienced feelings she had never known before. The Prince moaned back with her as he ran his hand down the length of her leg and pulled it up to wrap around his waist.

Seraphina was dripping wet and he could smell her sweetness, he was so hungry for her, he needed to taste her. He placed another quick hungry kiss on her lips and then trailed them down her neck and slowly across her collarbones. Seraphina moaned and arched her back, his kisses continued down between her breasts and over her flat stomach. He began to nibble and tease her inner thighs with his tongue and kissed her up and down until she begged him “My Prince, please” she uttered breathlessly, the Prince smiled cunningly “My name, say my name” he said. “Achilles, please” she panted, those two words were all he need to hear.

He lowered his self down between her thighs and with a hungry groan, he slowly ran his tongue along the entrance of her flower, savouring every drop of nectar she was giving him. Seraphina didn’t know what had come over her. It was like a primal instinct to want to give herself over to the Prince, she could not help herself or hold back. The Prince slowly ran his hand up the length of her leg and gently placed a finger inside her weeping flower she gasped in ecstasy.

Still sucking and licking her little bud, he gave a satisfied groan when he could feel that she was still a virgin, he had feared that the Lord or his sons may have tried to abuse her. The Prince could tell they would be arriving at the Palace soon and so he quickened his pace and entered another finger. His erection was tightly strained against his pants, he so desperately wanted to enter her but not here, not like this.

Seraphina began to cry out, he could tell she was close to release. “Ah- Ah- My Prince, Achilles, Ah” she pulled her hand over her mouth to muffle her cries and the Prince chuckled internally, nothing had ever sounded sweeter than hearing his fated Princess scream his name. He felt her walls tighten around his fingers and pull him in deeper and with a final thrust of his fingers, she released and her orgasm exploded out of her.

He waited for her spasms to stop before slowly pulling his fingers out and proceeding to gently lick every drop of juice she had given to him. “I have never tasted anything sweeter” he muttered to his self. Seraphina blushed at hearing this. He finished cleaning her up with his tongue and pulled her back to a seated position letting her head rest against his chest. Not seconds later, they arrived at the Palace and the Prince turned to her and said “I’m afraid that’s all we have time for my sweet flower”.

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