Into the Azure: A Fantasy Bad Boy Romance (13 page)

I left Izzy sitting in the dark, dank, house as I took my guard by the hand and ushered him over to the covered bridge. That dumb bitch had almost blown up our spot, throwing shit around the room.

“Stupid bitch,” I murmured to myself as we crossed the courtyard quickly, trying not to be seen. “You stupid, stupid, bitch,” I let my voice trail off into the night. I felt the heavy boots of my guard in tow as we made it underneath the large bridge. As soon as we were out of sight I pulled him to me. I kissed him deeply on the lips, letting him stuck his smooth tongue in my mouth. He swirled it around in my mouth. I felt his massive hands make their way down my body, caressing my ass, pulling my cheeks slightly apart. I pulled my face away from his, looking deep into his cold, grey eyes. He had done exactly what I had told him to do, he almost did it willingly, as if he had been waiting for someone to give him those orders. I had ordered him to get me the Queens orb necklace that contained, as she described it ‘the most powerful poison in the Azure. ’ She had worn it around her boney, long neck at times, I suppose when she felt I was being unruly. She would sit at the end of the long dining room table, holing its silver chain, swinging it back and forth like a pendulum, all the while staring at me and grinning. I would keep my head down and try not to bother her, I would try not to let my hands shake when I came near her. I knew that the king was completely under her spell, and would let her do anything to me. I knew where the queens dressing rooms were and gave the guard the key that night. I showed him to the room and watched out for him, lest one of the guards walked by and saw what we were doing. I heard him fumble a few times, I heard the chatter of chains knocking together as my hands sweated and my heart pounded. I knew what we were doing, I knew the trouble we would be in if we were caught. I didn’t care. After a minute my guard had returned to the door holding the Orb. I had grabbed it out of his hands almost hard enough to break the chain. I shoved the tangerine-sized ball in the pocket of my cloak, grabbed the guard by the hand, and ran down the hallway and to the courtyard, grinning they whole way. I now had all of the power. I laughed as I felt the heavy metal ball in my cloak. The guard bit my neck as he moved his hands up my body and squeezed my breasts underneath my cloak. He seemed almost too easy to convince him to do this task, I made up some bullshit sob story about some grandmother I never had and how it had reminded me of her and I just wanted some little keepsake of her to make me happier here in the Azure. Its amazing the kind of things you can do if you threaten to take away pussy, I thought to myself as the guard lifted up my skirt and shoved his hands between my thighs, working his way up to my wetness.

Izzy had shattered the pot as we were leaving the castle. Knowing that what we were doing was defiantly punishable by death, the guard had me hide in a small bush as he ran up to the other guards, he explained that I had just accidentally smashed something in my room, and that there was no reason to be alarmed. I had suspected that he had made some joke about how he was having his way with both the girls in the chamber. The other guards had laughed and patted him on the back. Like they were coagulating him on some great feat he had accomplished. Stupid prick.

He had no idea that I was about to turn this tiny world of his upside down.

“Oh baby,” I rasped into his ear. I reached over and grabbed at his groin, his leather uniform tight and stressed underneath his massive manhood. He grunted and grabbed me by the waist, tuning me around so that my back was to him. He pulled me closer to him by my breasts, he squeezed at them hard, almost making me let out a small whimper. He pulled the front of my skirt up and slipped his leather hand into my manties, his fingers were sold and slick against my wetness. I may have just been using him, I may have made him risk his own like so I could get something I wanted, He may have meant nothing to me. Yet, if there was one thing I could say about my guard, it was that, man did he know how to touch a woman. He grabbed me by the back of the hair and bent me forward, pulling the back of my skirt over my head. I reached out and grabbed the wooden beam that ran along the covered barn. I gripped it and moaned silently as he slipped his fingers inside of me, parting my lips and making me feel full. I heard him undoing his pants and I gripped the pole even tighter, spreading my legs. I leaned in further and waved my ass at him, welcoming him inside of me, encouraging him to enter me. He grabbed me around my hips and braced his legs. I could feel his throbbing member pulsating on the skin of my rear. He placed himself at my opening and thrusted himself inside, I gripped at the bar and trued not to scream, his mass filing every inch of me. We had run over to the chambers to see what all of the fuss was, for a moment I hoped and prayed that maybe one of the guards had gotten it into their minds to come in and try to kill her, or perhaps the Queens would have found out about her using the bath. If I did have any love left in my heart for anyone besides the King, it would have been for her. If the queen decided to harm her, it would have only made it even easier for me to kill the queen, two birds one stone. It would be no skin off my nose to have both of them gone, right now all I saw either on of there as was just another obstacle getting in the way of what I really wanted; The king. The guard moved in and out of me slowly, letting me feel every inch of him. I tried to not let a moan escape my lips, but I found myself crying out a little every time he pushed into me. I had begun to become accustomed to his mass. At first when we had met on that fateful day, he was huge to me at first, huge to the point where the first few times he had entered me it had hurt. I wanted to push him away at first, but now I just savored his animalistic nature, indulged in his savage ways. It was one of the only thing he was good at, but MY GOD he was good. He was only useful to me in two ways at this point; for a sudden romp and to do my bidding when it came to the Kingdom. I had him wrapped around my little finger and I knew it, I indulged in his ignorance.

He quickened his pace behind me, digging his fingers into my hips, picking we off the ground and slamming himself into me. I felt his mass growing inside of me, I slammed my hips back at him, trying to give him a run for his money. He grabbed my hips so hard I was sure they were going to shatter in his massive hands. I gabbed on to the metal pole so hard I was sure IO was going to break it. He slammed himself into me so hard I was sure I was going to fall over. I felt him begin to throb inside of me. I felt him growing even bigger and harder, stretching me out to full capacity. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned into the hood of my cloak, trying with every fiber of my being not to scream. I felt my body begin to quiver, if I were not being held up entirely by the guard I’m sure I would have fallen to my feet. His twitched inside of me, the feeling of him about to orgasm was enough to send me over the moon and then crashing into orgasm. He picked me up off the ground, my hands falling form the pole, leaving me limp in the hands like a ragdoll as he exploded inside of me. I felt his hot mess fill every crevice of my womanhood. I groaned loud enough to cause concern that we were going to be heard. But what did I care?If one of his moron guard pals found us together, till entwined, they would most likely just run up and high five him while he was still inside of me. For a supposed ‘superior’ race, they really did have no class. They had reminded me of the way the meat head jock had acted back in high school. That is why I needed and deserved to be with my king. He was an elegant man, full of wisdom and insight. He was like no man I had met on earth. He was perfect for me, and I for him, aside from the horrid queen. The guard placed my feet back on the ground while pulling himself out of me. He fell against the wall of the covered bridge and panted in the moonlight, his mass still hanging out of his pants. I leaned over and pulled my panties up my legs, my southern parts still aching a bit from the guards’ roughness. I he watched me as I straightened out my clothing and messed with my hair; he had stars in his cold grey eyes, the look of a man who had never had a woman before. I had noticed that he had gotten this look every time after we engaged. I loved it, it made me feel powerful, knowing that I could even control an extra-terrestrial being with my body. I could do anything I wanted, as long as he desired me, and I planned on it.

When I was done fixing myself, the guard finally tucked himself back into his tight leather pants and rushed over to me, taking me in his tree trunk-like arms and kissing me softly. It was not like the kisses we had shared in the past; it was soft, and gentle. It was a kiss that said ‘I need you’ not ‘I want you. ’

I let him draw me in, I kissed him back as passionately as my heart would allow me. I wanted him to feel like I cared for him, wanted to him to feel as though I wanted him as desperately as he wanted me. My embrace was full of lies and manipulation, I never would have done this back on earth, I never could have lied with my body to get what I wanted. But that was all over now. Now I lived in the land of the Azure, not only that, I felt the Azure inside of me. I had known I belonged here the moment I had seen the King, and I had no intention of letting all of it just slip away. I was going to fight for what was rightfully mine. I was going to fight, claw and kill to get to where I knew it was supposed to be, even if it cost me my life.

I parted from the guard’s embrace, slowly so that I did not offend him, I didn’t want him to think that everything I was trying to show him I felt was a lie. I pulled my lips off of his, easing myself off of my tippy toes and to the ground. I held him by the arms and looked into his eyes. They were dancing in the moonlight that shined through the windows of the bridge, making his eyes look spectacular. I had seen that look before; it was the look of love. I hugged around his waist tight, shoving my face into the cold leather of his uniform, not wanting to look into his gaze. I tried to tell myself I didn’t care, tried to remind myself that ‘feeling’ was not something I did anymore, I couldn’t care about him anymore. He hugged me close and swayed me back and forth almost picking me up off of my feet. He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back, looking down at me, as if he was about to talk. I stopped him before he could say anything, I knew what was coming next, I wasn’t quite sure how they said it here, but I knew he was going to tell me he cared. I didn’t want to hear any of it. I reached my hand up and placed it on his soft lips, hushing him. “Shhh, we must be quiet, I think I heard someone. ” I said in a hushed voice, trying to sound urgent. The guard dropped his hands from my shoulders and ran quietly for the front of the bridge as I breathed a sigh of relief. “Crisis averted,” I whispered under my breath. The guard stood at the front of the bridge as if he were on duty, looking back and forth for anyone who could have seen us. I walked over to him, I felt the cold, metal Orb hitting my leg as my cloak swung around me. I felt a smile ease across my face, a smile of defiance. The guard turned and looked at me, smiling back. To him, grin was because I was falling for him, it was happiness that belonged to him. He couldn’t have been more wrong. He opened his mouth to say something and I cut him off again, not wanting to hear a word come out of his mouth for the rest of the night. I reached out for his hand, and took it in mine trying my hardest to show him some kind of warmness. I had not seen another Azurian girl since I had been here besides the Queen, I had begun to wonder if he had ever experienced the warm touch of a woman before. As I clasped his fingers in mine I saw a smile spread across his mask covered face. I was sure I was convincing him. “Come,” I whisper to him, my breath turning into clouds in the cold, night, air as I spoke, “take me to my chambers. ”He held my hand and walked me through the courtyard in silence. I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw my little stone house in the distance. Just make it a little bit further without saying anything, I said to myself, just get into your room and let this be over with. We got to my door and he turned to me, I reached up and grabbed him by the shoulders, pulling him down and kissing him hard on the mouth. That ought to shut him up. I reached for my door handle as I was still kissing him, I could not have gotten in there fast enough. He tried to grab for my waist to pull me in firther, but I pulled away. He looked at me confused, as if he were almost hurt by my actions. I brought my finger to my lips. “Izzy,” I whispered to him, nodding at the house like I was annoyed. The guard nodded back, leaned in and kissed me on the head. I looked at him and smiled before he turned and ran off into the night, probably to go find another guard to tell about his romp in the covered bridge. Moron, he had no idea what he was in store for. I opened the heavy wooden door and stepped inside. I removed my cloak and placed it on the table to my right. I lifted my linen dress over my head and rested it over my bed frame. The moonlight ran over Izzy’s curvy body, her breathing was labored and slow, I knew she was in deep sleep. I moved slowly over to my cloak and pulled out the Orb, the refection of the metal danced off the walls. I looked over at the sleeping Izzy, the light from the Orb hitting her body. I lifted the Orb to my face and examined it in what light I had left over from the moon. It had a small screw cap on the top. I look the tiny lever and twisted it, pulling out what looked to be a small, silver spoon attached to the cap. The liquid was glowing like a light stick in the night, illuminating my face. I backed up into the corner of the small room, hoping that no one could see me through the windows. I stared at the liquid, transfixed by its light, as one small drop fell to the floor. It making a small popping sound upon hitting the stone and then sizzled at it burn through the floor. The room filled with the fragrance of dead flowers as the light of the small drop dissipated. “Holy shit,” I mumbled to myself, gently placing the spoon back into the Orb. I secured it tightly, terrified to get any on my fingers. I covered my mouth and nose with one hand as I held the Orb up in the other. That bitch wasn’t lying, I thought to myself, remembering how she had told me that this was the deadliest poison in all of the Azure. I walked across the room and pulled my cloak up from the table, placing the necklace back inside and wrapping the cloak up into a tight ball. I carried it over to my bed and shoved the heaped fabric underneath. I knew how Izzy was and knew that she would start snooping around MY chambers as soon as she awoke at dawn. I secured it underneath where my head would rest, hoping that if she did decide to look through my things, I would be able to wake myself in time to catch her. A wicked thought crossed my mind in that moment; What was I waiting for? The kindest thing for me to do would have been to have awoken her for a midnight cup of tea, the way we did when we were restless teenagers and wanted to feel like adults. I would simply slip some of the foul liquid into her drink, like the Queen had said that she would do to me. I would invite her intro my bed, covering her with my blanket and make small talk about this new land we had found ourselves in. I could tell that she thought I was acting odd throughout the day, I would give her peace in her final moment, I would be kind and gentle in the way I would put her down. I would stroke her hair, and tell her to drink her tea before it got cold. She would oblige me, taking one first and final sip. After that I did not know what would come, but I certainly would not have to worry about her meddling in my business, I would not have to worry about taking care of her and making sure her needs were met after I did what I had to do. I would not have to worry about her being around my King, in her fine dress and luxurious baths, walking around with the smell of roses trailing off behind her. She was a burden, and she was weak. She had acted throughout our entire lives that I was somehow the one that needed ‘taking care of’ always thinking that I was in some kind of danger. After I did what I had to do, what would the King want with her?I began to reach down underneath the bed, and felt the fabric of my cape with my fingertips. A sharp pain went through me; I knew I could not go through with it. I knew that she was going to perish in the land one way or the other, so why would I put myself up to the task of doing what this lad would do naturally? It was not worth my time. I couldn’t risk wasting one precious drop of the powerful liquid get wasted, I could afford to waste one bit on her. I pulled myself back up and sat myself on the edge of my bed, staring off at her figure in what little light the moonlight and embers would allow me. I saw her chest heave in and out, in and out; in that moment I wish that she was having beautiful dreams. I began to think about the day that we had boarded the plane, about how happy we had been to have just been getting away from it all, for what we though were only going to be for a short amount of time. I thought about how cute she had always looked in her oversized sweater and her messy red bun. She always looked bookish and weak in my eyes. I thought about how we had held hands as we boarded the plane that morning, as I teased the other pas
sengers with my skimpy outfit. I smiled in the darkness as I thought about how she had scolded me for acting out on the plane. I remembered falling asleep on her shoulder before that low rumble, before we and everything around us changed. She stirred gently, throwing her hand over her hand and mumbling some sleepy gibberish. I pulled myself into my bed, slipping the covers over me quietly, not wanting to wake her. I stared at her thinking about the two of us, where we had been, what we had done. I thought about the morning I had ahead of me. I closed my eyes, letting Izzy fade off into the darkness of my closed lids. In the morning the sun would rise over my kingdom in a brilliant symphony of gold, purple and blue. I would put on my cloths, and act as kindly as I could. I would make the tea for the Queen. I would be exceptionally nice to her that morning, but not enough to draw attention to myself. I would hug Izzy, before everything changed.

Before I changed.

Before the Azure changed, forever.