Mountains Vast and a Kingdom So Red

Chapter 33

Soon after, Leviys and I embrace each other on my bed in the hut. It is before we make love to each other as girlfriend and boyfriend. I use my wand to amuse him with light magic; a rubber duckling falls onto his bed, it is Winter's. Then I control my wand to make a dictionary appear on his bed and flip the pages without touching it until it goes to where I want it. I circle the word lover, flip again, the word couple, flip again, sex, flip, pussy, flip, dripping, and he snatches the dictionary and throws it across the room.

"You're crazy," he says with serious affection. "I love it. I love everything about you."

"You do not know everything about me," I say primly.

"What I know, I love. You're like a beautiful stratagem and you get along so well with them."

"I...do not know what to say. They're very likable."

His hand finds his way to mine. "Your other friend, Rian, what is he up to?"

"I believe at a ball, wrecking another banner," he says and I squish his broad nose.

"Stop," I murmur.

"You stop," he murmurs and I giggle. "He is mad at me, but he'll turn around and stop being a douche and say hi to my guest."

"You're still wearing this." He notes, tugging on the skirt part.

"Yeah," I say.

"Think I can make you come with it still on?" I do not answer, loving that he is already on the task force of pleasing my pussy and making my thighs shake.

"Let me hold you, baby." He picks me off the bed and stands up, pressing me softly against the wall. I wrap my legs around his middle, and he fucks me with his fingers and I mimic cooing sounds, always feeling so little and feminine in bed with him, and I love it so much, because I know I am strong outside of this.

Then it's time for me please him, so I wet my hands with a scentless lotion I brought and oil his hard cock with it. He growls, we're back on the bed, and I'm fisting the length of him until he about begs me to bite him.

"You want that?" I ask.

"Fuck yeah, princess." His face tenses and before I suck him a bit, getting sick off lotion is not my desire, I stare up at his face.

"Leviys."

"Yes," he sighs dreamily.

"Can you..."

"Shit." He jumps off the bed and finds a pitcher of water so he can clean himself off. As soon as that's done, I suck him vigorously, turned on by how good he takes care of me. When I bite him, he comes down my throat.

Cuddling, I see my wolf is about to sleep. I run my fingers across his chest and his eyelashes go liquid.

"I do not know what my favorite instrument is," I whisper.

"Tell me tomorrow," he says, kissing the nape of my neck and he snores quietly within a few minutes.

Crowns masoned from white, iridescent crystals rest on the heads of two towering wolves standing atop the mountain. I feel overwhelmed by the headiness of their presence, and Urisis's face is stained with awe as we wait for the wolves to run and greet us along with Leviys and Taiomah. Even though I am with title, I bow, because humbleness is a fixture of my home. Leviys and Taimoah stay standing, waiting for their alphas to shift into humans. When they do, I do not recognize them, perhaps because I cannot place them from my books. The alphaness says she is Wika and her mate introduces himself as Cayman, both of their faces and complexions are dark brown, but each of them have different colored hair; the former's is red and the latter's is dusky black. Wika's silk hand finds mine and she embraces it. "Welcome to the Thewren Mountains," her voice is unctuous and rare. I pause for a moment, dazzled by Adler's depthless brown eyes, and say thank you.