The Ice Queen "Submit" Ch. 22 (Patreon)

The first time Cassian and I were intimate felt very different from this moment. He was still a mystery to me at the time. I felt everything from intimidation to fright as he manipulated me into his bed, taking what I didn’t even know I had at the time. But at this moment, things feel different. We’ve taken our time to know each other again, coming to an understanding of our pasts and our futures. I don’t feel fear as he covers my body with his own. I feel something much deeper, and much more intimate.

Cassian’s hands wrap around my waist, pulling my body flush against his as he deepens the kiss. His hands roam over my back, hoisting me up so that I am straddling him. He never breaks the kiss as his hands pull at the fabric I wear, easily tearing it from my skin. He places kisses along my collarbone, lingering above my breast. My fingers are no longer my own and I run them through his hair just as his lips cover my nipple. I cry out as warmth spreads from the feel of his tongue laving against my nipple, to my belly, settling between my legs. My sex throbs in excitement, and I find myself frustrated that Cassian has yet to remove my underwear.

As if reading my thoughts, Cassian’s free hand dips in my panties, brushing over the sensitive area. A shaky breath leaves my lips as I toss my head back and he takes full advantage. He switches to my other breast just as his fingers brush over my throbbing clit, rubbing a small circle to build my pleasure. My shaky moans fill the room as heat spreads from my clit to my legs, forcing them to tremble in his arms.

Cassian gently lays me against the bed, releasing my nipple to once again cover my mouth with his. His tongue traces my bottom lip before dipping into my mouth, mimicking his finger as it slips inside of me. I moan against his lips, and he swallows it readily as a deep rumble emits from his chest. His fingers coax pleasure out of me, forcing my body to submit to his will just by his touch. I break the kiss, arching my back as he strokes a sensitive place inside of me.

I feel close to cresting over when Cassian removes his fingers. My eyes fly open in frustration, but when I look up, Cassian is over me, his erect cock in hand as his lustful gaze roams my body. A ping of fear ripples up my spine but I push it to the back of my mind. Cassian, however, notices. He angles his head slightly, studying my features.

“I won’t hurt you.”

I give him a weak nod as he crawls over me, the tip of his cock brushing slightly against my sex. I shudder as he eases me onto the pillow, his lips capturing mine. The kiss is gentle, expressing his words from earlier in physical form. I feel him pushing against my entrance, breaking the kiss as he slowly stretches past my entrance.

“Ohhh!”

My groan lilts through the room, accompanied by Cassian’s as he fully sheathes himself. His lips find my throat, his thrusts finding a pleasurable rhythm. My hands fly to his back, gripping his flesh as his own hand snakes up my spine, holding me flush to him. I don’t know how long we stay in this position, touching and feeling one another as we come to know each other in the most intimate of ways. With each thrust, my body drives higher to its peak.

My hands find their way into his hair, gripping his against me as I arch my back. My orgasm slowly spreads, my inner walls convulsing until it hits me what’s happening. I wrap my thighs around Cassian’s waist, my moans filling the air. His thrusts become deep, stroking me with urgency as the pleasurable heat ripples over my body. I feel his free hand snake under my ass, holding me close to him as his cock grows harder, the warmth of his seed filling me.

He gives a violent thrust before holding himself up over me, his dark gaze roaming over my features in delight. And finally, he smiles revealing the dimple I’ve grown accustomed to over the years. He pushes my hair away from my face, placing a kiss along my forehead, my eyelids, and the tip of my nose, before settling on my lips.

* * * * *

I am not alone. The feel of a warm body holding me tight enters my senses. Cassian’s breathing is deep, his form dwarfing my own as he lies behind me fast asleep.

Cassian and I had sex. My body comes alive as I recall the things he did to me through the night, all of it pleasurable in ways I never knew possible. I hadn’t planned on giving myself to Cassian this early. I don’t even know if I ever planned on giving myself to him. But last night it felt like something between us shifted. Excitement blooms in my chest at what this could mean for our people. Cassian and I are moving forward, finally. And I hope our people are somehow able to do the same.

Cassian’s grip tightens behind me as he pulls me flush against him. Not only do I feel his lips against my throat, but I feel his erection pressing against my back. His deep chuckle fills the room as he buries his face in my hair.

“Your emotions are deafening,” he murmurs.

I know he’s talking about the blood oath. It’s what led me to him in the first place yesterday. I could feel his anguish. And now he can feel the weight of my excitement.

“Sorry,” I whisper earning a chuckle from him.

“It’s okay. They’re pleasant.”

Silence washes over us and I slowly roll over to face him. He looks less intimidating in the morning light as he lies next to me with a vulnerable expression. His hair is wild from sleep and probably me pulling on it most of the night. But I once again push my fingers through the dark locks away from his face. His eyes are a beautiful contrast to the bright rays of light streaming through the windows as he studies me. They’re dark, the center a beautiful gradient only Dragonborn possess. I place my hand along his jaw enjoying the feel of his warm skin beneath mine. He gently grabs my hand, bringing it to his lips as he speaks.

“Did you mean what you said?”

His eyes meet mine.

“What?” I ask.

“That I am no longer alone.”

I smile, shifting closer to him in the bed. I place a soft kiss on his lips before giving him my response.

“Yes.”

* * * * *

The world feels at peace. I know it isn’t actually true for the world, but my world at least feels so as I sit on the patio of the estate taking in my village in the distance. The train that rolls through the town disappears in the tunnel. Cassian truly thought of everything to help my people thrive. Not only is there a village center, but some villagers live deep in the mountains and on other sides of the island.

It’s amazing to see how our people have adapted to live this life on the island, and the humans still want to steal what little we have away. Or rather, me. If I hadn’t lost control when I did, the humans would have me in their grasp at this moment, doing whatever unspeakable acts they were planning. They came to that island prepared, and willing to kill Caius in the process.

I release a bitter chuckle as I continue to watch my village.

Humans haven’t changed in the centuries I’ve been asleep. They still take for themselves, torturing what they don’t understand. Loris and his friends are long gone by now, but I will never forget what they did to Gran because of me. I will never forget the torture I endured because of humans' lack of understanding and willingness to change. I will never let them do that to me again. And now, their ways threaten our entire kind. It sickens me their mentality has infected the rest of the world.

“Enjoying the view?”

I whip around to see Cassian approaching with a slight grin on his lips. He’s wearing dark clothing that hugs his frame naturally, with a coat. I laugh softly as I take him in. He’s a Dragonborn meaning he isn’t one to enjoy this weather. Where I like the cold, he isn’t a fan of it. I turn back to my village and Cassian shocks me by placing a kiss atop my head before taking a seat next to me.

“I could never grow tired of this view. I enjoy seeing the village come alive. When I was a child, I would wake up early to train with my brothers. We would always watch the village rise with the sun.”

I laugh softly as the memories flit across my mind’s eye. It saddens me these memories were locked away for so long. Cassian places his hand over mine, and when I look into his eyes, I see sadness. He seems to be having an inner battle with himself but finally gives in to a decision.

“Would you like to see it?”

My eyes widen, and excitement blooming in my chest. I can’t find the words to express my excitement, but I don’t have to. Cassian smiles, standing.

“Go get changed. I’ll meet you at the car.”