Chapter 103: A Queen Among Snakes: Chapter One Hundred and Three - Mei

I’ve showered and fixed my hair and am now just trying to mentally prepare myself for what’s to come next as I look at myself in the bathroom mirror. The yellow really compliments my creamy skin and gives it a nice glow and it certainly compliments my figure. The lace of the bust makes my breasts look a little fuller and the way the chiffon hangs unevenly gives my body a more curvy appearance and it compliments my butt. Chris loves all of me, but I’ve noticed how he reacts to my butt, so I think that’s his favourite part. My chocolate brown eyes look bright and full of excitement, my long wavey brown hair is thick and glossy and even though I can definitely feel the nerves bubbling inside me, I keep myself grounded in the here and now. For every horrible image that wants to enter my mind, I push it back with an image of what I want for my future. I can do this.

I’ve already lit candles in the bedroom, I thought it would look more romantic that way. Plus candles make everything seem more magical. I feel Chris’ vibration getting closer and I brace myself and take in a deep breath.

“Mei?” I hear him call out in surprise from the bedroom.

“Coming,” I say as I slowly exit the bathroom and step into the bedroom, “Hi,” I say softly. Chris looks over to me and his eyes blow so wide I can see all the white around his eyes. His jaw has dropped open and I think he might have stopped breathing. I’d be concerned except I can feel his arousal hit him hard and course through him so intensely it makes me gulp. I guess he likes the outfit.

“I… You… Holy…” he tries to say, only making me giggle. I walk over to him and place my hands on his shoulders.

“Do you like it?” I softly ask.

“Like it?” He echoes as his eyes roam over every inch of me and I’m very aware of the bulge growing in his pants which makes my breath catch. “I’ve never seen anything more exquisite in my whole life,” he says in a husky voice placing his hands on my hips. Even through the chiffon, his touch sends currents of electricity through me. “But why…” he starts to ask.

“Because I miss you. I miss us. I know you said you can be patient or be happy if we never were like that again, but I’m not patient and I wouldn’t be happy with that. I love you Chris and I was never happier than when you were touching me. I miss you touching me. I miss feeling connected to you and I don’t want to go another day not having that,” I say as I reach up, holding a hand to his cheek, feeling the current under my fingertips and the tickle of his beard against my palm. His eyes close and he presses my palm against his cheek. He skims his nose against my wrist sending instant shivers through my body.

“I said I’d be happy because ultimately I’d still have you,” he says as he opens his hazel-green eyes to look at me with an intensity that travels right to my core. “But if you think there hasn’t been a moment where I have missed being close to you like that, then you’re beautifully crazy,” he says, capturing my lips in a kiss that has my insides fluttering and dampness forming between my legs. I wrap my arms around his neck and return his kiss eagerly. His hands move over every inch of my body as if committing it to memory, and as our lips move against one another passionately, I reach my hands into his hair and pull out his hair tie freeing his long brown locks. He breaks from our kiss, and I feel sad at the loss of contact.

“I’ll follow your lead,” he says, holding my chin between his fingers, “Tell me what to do.” He’s submitting himself to me, and something about those five words has my heart beating erratically. I gulp down the saliva building in my mouth and begin to take off his shirt one button at a time. With each button I undo, I plant a soft kiss on his muscular chest and listen to the sounds of his heavy breath and pounding heart. He tightens his grip on my hips as I make it to the final button and proceed to push the shirt off him, letting my hands glide down his arms. He kicks off his shoes and socks as I unbuckle his belt .Instead of my hands shaking, I feel strong. He’s trusting me and I’m trusting him.

With his pants undone I slide my hands into the waistband of his briefs and as I look up into his eyes – now looking at me with nothing but love and desire – I push his pants and briefs down and let my hands roam his body, feeling every dip and bump as his erection presses against my stomach.

“Do you… want me on the bed?” He chokes out.

“I want that very much,” I answer. Instead of walking to the bed, he goes to pick up one of the candles to blow it out.

I grab his wrist in confusion, “What are you doing?”

“Blowing these out so you can be in the dark,” he answers, like it was obvious.

I smile at my ever considerate soulmate, “Leave them. I’m not afraid to be seen by you anymore.” He looks at me analysing me and when he sees no doubt, he gives me his best smile. He caresses my cheek and climbs onto the bed sitting up against the headboard. I watch him, my eyes following every flex of his muscles and then my eyes can’t help but focus on one muscle in particular. It’s been almost three months since I’ve seen Chris in all his glory. I feel both nervous and excited seeing his erection standing at attention like this, and I don’t want to waste another moment.

I climb onto the bed and climb up his body and as his hands run up my thighs I straddle him. Feeling his hard length press against my core, the sensation makes me whimper with need. Chris captures my face in his large, warm hands and stares into my eyes like he’s staring into my soul.

“Are you sure?”

I take his face in my hands, looking back into his eyes. I’m done letting my fear control me. It’s there, trying to push its way to the front of my mind, but I won’t let it. This is what I want. “I’ve never been more sure of anything,” I say. Before he can say more, I place my lips on his and kiss him with every ounce of love, need and desire I have for him. He returns my kiss, his lips consuming mine as his hands travel up my back holding me to him. On instinct, I gently grind myself against him and can’t help the moan that escapes me as I relish feeling him against my most private parts again. His lips trail down my neck, heating my skin in their wake and setting fire to my insides as I feel my wetness coating his length. I’ve waited so long for him; I can’t wait any longer.

Probably sensing my need, he reaches between us taking his length in his hand and watching the action has me throbbing for him unbearably.

“When you’re ready,” he breathes against my skin as he kisses the mark on my neck sending pleasure through my body. As I once again mentally ground myself in the moment, I hold his shoulders as I slowly ease myself down on his length, a gasp of pleasure leaving my lips as I feel him fill me completely. He lets out a pleasurable groan wrapping his arms tight around me and I wrap my arms tight around him, never wanting to let go. He pulls back a little to look at me and I swear it’s like we’re seeing each other for the first time.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed feeling you like this,” he says, his voice thick with emotions.

“I do,” I whisper. Letting go of the last shred of fear, I pull the delicate lingerie off over my head and discard it to the side. No more fear. No more doubt. I’m his completely, and he’s mine, as we were always meant to be. He looks me over, his hands gliding over my hips and up over my breasts, his palms skimming my pebbled nipples making me shiver in delight.

“You’re perfect,” he breathes out and places soft warm kisses against each nipple making my breath catch. I wrap my arms around him tightly and slowly rock my hips back and forth. With every movement, I feel his length move inside me and it’s pure euphoria. I rest my head against his, my breathy moans filling the room as I savour every stroke of him inside me. His hands outline my body, and his lips claim every trace of skin they can find, and with every caress of his lips or touch of his hands, I feel the tainted parts of me get washed away. I feel my soul becoming whole once again. All the pain, all the hurt; every bad thing that happened to me, I can finally let go of all of it.

As each stroke of him sends wave after wave of pleasure through me, I find myself craving more. I tug his hair tilting it back and capture his lips with mine as I pick up my pace craving more of him. He groans into my kiss as I moan into his mouth, my head becoming dizzy from the pleasure I’m feeling. His hands grip my hips firmly urging me on, and I do. As I work my hips I feel him thrust into me and the sensation is so blissful it makes my eyes roll back. We continue to meet each other thrust for thrust, our heavy breathing and moans echoing around us and in what feels like no time at all, I feel that pressure building inside of me. Chris presses his forehead against mine as we increase our pace, and that pressure continues to build and build and just when I think I can’t take it anymore, it explodes inside me sending pleasure rolling through me and a cry of ecstasy to leave my lips, and just as I find my release, Chris tightens his hold on me and with a few more fast thrusts that have my brain nearly disconnecting from my body, I feel him release inside me with a sated groan.

We don’t move. We just hold each other tight with nothing but the sound of our panting and pounding hearts to keep us company. Slowly Chris kisses up my chest, and my neck until he finds my lips. We kiss each other with love and tenderness, as our fingers disappear into each other’s hair, and I know right now a moment has never felt so perfect.

“I love you, Mei,” he whispers against my lips.

“I love you too,” I whisper against his.

“No matter what, we’ll always find our way back to each other,” he says softly as his thumb brushes against my cheek.

“There’s nothing I believe in more,” I say, placing my lips on his.

If you’d asked me a few months ago if this is where I saw myself, I would have thought you were cruel for teasing me with thoughts of a future I could never possibly have. But now this is the life I have. The love of a man too perfect for words and the respect of people who I care for deeply. Whatever the future has planned for me, I know I can face it. I’m not alone anymore, and I’m not afraid. Whatever comes next, I’m ready for it, but for now, I’m going to enjoy this blissful moment with my soulmate, because life doesn’t get any better than this.

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THESE CHARACTERS WILL RETURN IN THE THIRD BOOK IN THE GODS' SAGA, A QUEEN AMONG BLOOD, coming shortly to this platform along with all the other completed books in the series….The following chapters are dedicated to the A Queen Among Snakes -spin-off set 19 years before the events of the book you just read. It is NOT recommended reading this prequel before reading books 1-6 in the main line-up as the end of this story will heavily spoil huge twists and reveals in book 6.

RUNAWAY EMPRESS Synopsis

Hé Xiuying is the Empress and born guardian of the kingdom of Longsang. Adored for her warmth and kindness, Xiuying devotes her life to serving and protecting her people, even from the sadistic tyranny of the Emperor - her very own soulmate.

After giving birth to her daughter, Xiuying must flee her kingdom to protect her baby and Longsang's future from the Emperor. While on the run, a kind and caring wolf pack grants her and her child sanctuary and it is there she finds an unexpected second chance at love.

Xiuying treasures each day watching her child grow while doing everything in her power to safeguard her future, all while the threat of her identity being discorered and the Emperor finally finding her looms over her head.