The Royal Contract

Chapter 457 – Illusion Of A Dream

"You look amazingly delectable." He stood behind her as they stared at the mirror in front of them.

He bent a little until he had his lips covering her long neckline. Then, his hands held her hips, steadying her. Before he knew it, he was wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Hey, if you keep that up, we might skip dinner." She warned him as she enjoyed his touch on her body.

She lifted her arms and entwined it on his neck, savoring his soft caresses on her skin. Instead of pulling away, she moved her body around, facing him.

She ran her fingers through his cheek, loving how his stubbles tickled her fingertips. She stared into his eyes, adoring the depth in them.

"Would it be that bad? I think we will survive for one night without food." Alex lowered her face to her, claiming her lips as his prize for behaving all day.

He knew he would have all of her to himself by tomorrow. But, he could not wait that long when he could have her now. He had been wanting to touch and kiss her all day, but the moment would give them a break.

He rolled the loosed tendril of her hair in his fingers before mildly pushing her back against the vanity mirror. With his other free hand, he started rubbing her arms. 

He allowed it to slide down to her hips. Then up again to her left breast, hidden seductively in her red gown. He dragged his hands down until he gripped on to upper thighs, ready to yank her dress off her body.

But, she had another idea on her mind, stopping her before he could execute his plans. "Nope. We are not ditching the dinner. You wanted a wedding, so I am giving you a wedding according to your tradition."

She pulled his hands away from her body and held them both in her hands. But before letting them go, she tiptoed in her high heels to reach his lips for one more time. 

She gave him a soft kiss as a promise of what was to come. But they did have to wait till the end of the ceremony before they could consummate their love again.

"Why do I feel like I am suddenly being punished?" He asked, feeling the sexual frustration of having a blue ball.

He could not blame her. He did put her up to this ordeal. At least, they only have to deal with all these wedding shinanigans until tomorrow. 

"Fine, we can continue this later after dinner." She promised him, knowing she could never say no for too long when it came to him. "But can you blame a starving woman?"

Not that she had no agenda of her own. She also felt frustrated for stopping her own gratification. But they had a dinner to attend to, which she did look forward to all day.

Besides, she barely ate anything. In between the breakfast that they had to rush, then the lunch that they had no time to eat. She was definitely starving. Dinner was the only way she could regain sustenance.

"Then, let me feed you woman so that you will have no more excuse later when I ravish you to oblivion." He warned her of what was to come after dinner.

But in truth, he was also in bad shape and needed food. He could already feel the larger intestine, trying to eat his smaller ones.

He escorted her to the other wing of the palace, where the dinner was set. He had ordered only her favorites for the night, flying one of her favorite chefs in New York to create her dishes.

"Close your eyes. No peeking." He checked her face, securing that her eyes were shut closed before proceeding to one more set of narrow stairs that would take them to their destination.

It was a long way up, so he was glad that she opted to wear a sneaker despite her gown. It would have been a struggle for her and him if he had to carry her again, going up on these steps.

"Are we there yet?" She could not see the point of a surprise when she believed she had seen everything there was to see.

Although she was slightly intrigued to hear a metal clinking as if an old rusted gate were opened. Then, she felt the cold wind graze her skin.

If she would guess, they were having dinner in an open area. It could not be a garden since they had climbed several steps up to the heavens. Maybe a balcony in the palace or a rooftop could be her final assumption.

"Almost. Just a few more steps." He explained, continuing to walk her like she was a blind man, unable to see her path.

In his view, he could already see that she would love everything he had prepared for the night. He hoped he could continue to do this for her throughout their married life.

"Are you sure you are not about to push me on a rooftop or a cliff?" She slightly grumbled as she mildly slipped off on a partially raised stone floor. She struggled with her balance, not seeing where she was going. 

"We are here." He stopped in the middle of an enormous space, allowing her to find her bearings as she opened her eyes.

He had taken her to one of the towers that held their palace together during the wars it endured. It had a perfect view of the land they owned and the town not far from their location.

"This is so magical." It was the only word to describe how she felt about the place.

She could see the picnic he had set up on the top of the old rocky palace. Then, the elegance was magnified by the magnificent backdrop that the midnight sky displayed around her.

Everywhere she looked, the stars sparkled in the darkened sky. Then, the partial moon illuminated the lake she had seen the other day.. The entire scenario held an illusion of a dream.