Jenna and John

Jenna and John
A moan echoed through the lavish room, illuminated only by the lights of scented candles as John and Jenna laid entangled in each other's bodies, driven by their throes of pleasure and ecstasy. 

Their lips moved in raw passion, kissing and biting at each other until they were both facing their highs, together. 

After another long and intense session of love-making, Jenna finally slid off of him and onto the bed, lying down on her back as they both stared at the chandelier-clad ceiling with satisfactory grins on their faces. 

John turned his head to her with a huge grin on his lips, "that was...." His words trailed off with a small sigh. 

Jenna turned her head to meet his gaze as she reached out to gently stroke away the few hair strands that had fallen onto his forehead, "I know, love." She said with a smirk on her lips. 

John smiled, leaning towards her to gently kiss her lips once again, slipping his tongue into her mouth as she moaned yet again before they finally rested their foreheads against each other's while John softly caressed her cheeks. 

"I still can't believe that we're actually here." John mumbled, kissing her forehead slightly before he pulled back to place his arm underneath his head as he looked around the room. 

Jenna smiled, coming to place her hand on his bare chest as she propped her leg over his knee, "I can." She affirmed and he looked at her with an eyebrow raised, "I have plotted for this for as long as I've been alive." She said smirking. 

John raised an eyebrow at that, "have you, now?" He asked in an intrigued tone, even though he already knew the answer. 

Jenna shrugged, laying her cheek against his chiseled chest, keeping her gaze at nothing in particular as she said, "I was always wary of Valerie, growing up. She was given the special treatment even if I was better at everything than her. And then when her parents died, even then, my father deemed Valerio more worthy of the throne than me and Valerie was granted with the greatest responsibility of getting the family sword." Her fingers gently grazed the pendant around her neck, unknowingly, "I became nothing. I was nothing more than a spy for this stupid city while everyone, including my own twin, doted on Valerie like she held the cosmos in her bloody eyes!" 

Jenna was hateful, vengeful, because of the way she had been treated and the things she had faced. And all she wished for was to be recognized and now, she finally was. 

John saw all that on her face and smiled, "well, I would just say that they were all idiots. For choosing someone else over you. You deserve the best, my love." 

Jenna couldn't help but feel overwhelmed as she snuggled into his chest and he placed his arm around her, pulling her closer. 

"I have to ask you something. If you'll be comfortable in answering." She whispered hesitantly. 

John hummed, playing with her hair. 

"Were things serious between you and Valerie?" She asked in a meek voice, his brows furrowed as he turned his head to look at her and found her face contorted in insecurities. 

He knew that Valerie was always a sore subject for her, even if she was out of their lives for good. 

"No, sweetheart, you mean the world to me. You are everything." He instantly reassured her, looking at her with his eyes filled with all the love he could muster, not wanting to leave her in doubt for even a moment. 

She blinked, smiling slightly, "yes, I know that....but I'm your mate, so that's bound to happen." She whispered before taking a deep breath, "look, what I'm trying to say is, when you didn't know that we were mates, when you had just met Valerie, were you serious about her?" 

Her words tugged at John's heart, knowing that his answer was going to hurt her and he didn't wish to lie to her. 

"I want honesty between us, so, yes, I was serious about her." He answered with a somber expression. 

Jenna's gaze diverted from his face as she bit the inside of her cheek to prevent herself from saying something that she might regret. She couldn't help but feel a burning jealousy and anger towards Valerie, knowing that her mate was indeed falling in love with her before he had noticed Jenna fully. 

"However...." John stated, seeing the sadness now covering her face, "she was never worth it. I realized that soon after. She is nothing in comparison to you, my queen." He told her with a charming grin, cupping her face tenderly. 

That made Jenna smile, "you really mean that?" She asked, looking back at him with nothing but utter adoration in her orbs. 

John eagerly nodded his head, kissing the top of her head, "and besides," a teasing grin appeared on his face, "let us not forget that you were shacking up with Draven at the time." He stated, bopping her nose with his finger. 

She scoffed, rolling her eyes as she looked away, "oh, he was a means to an end." She said with a disgusted sigh, "I can't imagine the number of times I wanted to kill him instead of kissing him." She grumbled.