In nomine Patris

Her breath hitched lightly under her breath, taken aback for a moment by his forwardness. But then again, she couldn’t be more ready for him. Knowing that they’re staying past their welcome, the riders ushered their prince’s horse to follow them, making their way into the woods, leaving the major and the prince to each other. 

“Well, that could come to you without question. You’d rule with me and not a single soul could stop us.” she grinned, letting him have his way with her, even for just this moment. “A tempting offer, no?”

A growl met his lips. “Then yes, give it to me, give it all to me!” He demanded, as he ripped away Ambrosine’s panties and forced apart her thighs. “You think you could find a better man then me? PAH!” He stole another kiss from Ambrosine, sloppy and demanding as he then began to grind into her. 

“I am hungry, starving for a woman like you...give me that glory...that power I rightfully desire!” 

“Well, now I am a more…capable version of myself, and finally got the throne I willfully deserved. And as for the carnal desire we both want,” she leaned up into his hand, smirking as she whispered, “Whenever you think you’re ready to even handle me.” She lowered her head back down, staring up at him when a thought popped into her head. A very…tempting thought.

“You know, I’ve been needing someone like you by my side. You’re wasting on these humans and their silly spat, you know this and as do I. Let me show you the glory you’re capable of.”

Glory...the thought was compelling, and  abandoning this petty war as well? Could that also be a possibility? Well he would just have to take her offer and see now wouldn’t he. 

More and more she wanted to sink her teeth into him, using his curiosity to her gain. He seemed like a clever thing, not one to be led astray or to be toyed with so easily. But something else about him itched at her. And she wanted him for it. 

The kiss he took from her was a display of his untamable anger that she made him feel, and oh god was it worth being in the dirt for it. This time it did indeed leave her panting and breathless.  

“I could tell you unless you’re playing to have your way with me on the cold ground beforehand. Which, would be fun but we could do that later.”, she laughed at her joke, shaking her head. “I was a witch, yes, technically I still am. I was partially human before, well, I gave it all up.”

Lukas lifted his brow at Ambrosine’s words, still confused and unsure what it all meant. A witch...partially human? All of that was just the stuff mothers told their children so they would go to bed and be good. What priests told their parishioners in ancient times so that they would avoid the devil. 

He moved one of his hands from Ambrosine’s wrists, down to her waist, his brow lifting as he keyed in to her other words.