Here is the chapter i think alot of you have been waiting for.
We had no power last night, so it took a bit longer to get it written, also it's the longest chapter i've written so far.
warning: M for mature themes.
Thank you as always for the reviews, they are the best.
Enjoy!
Chapter 21
Evie POV
Evie surveyed herself in the floor to ceiling mirror.
Her wild, red curls had been tamed and braided back into an elegant knot at the top of her head, with a few tendrils framing her face and little stars shapes could be seen twinkling in the light amongst the mass
Her gown was deep emerald green, the bodice sleeveless with a deep v that finished near her navel and completely covered in glittering green beads.
A silky matching ribbon tied the top to the gauzy skirt that tumbled to the floor and swished as she moved.
She bit her blood red lips and assessed the way her boobs sat high and perky through black lined lashes.
She turned slightly to view the back and smiled saucily at the matching v that finished not far from her ass.
Hot as fuck, she thought.
She gave one last look and moved to the door.
Stepping through and walking down the corridor on her own, she started to feel slightly nervous.
She stopped at the door to the Elvenking's private chambers and wiped her sweaty hands on her skirt.
Evie hadn't realised the guards posted at the door had opened it for her until one spoke.
"They're waiting for you."
Flashing him a grateful smile, she took a deep breath and took a step over the threshold, conscious of the 'click clack' her heels made on the hard floor announcing her arrival.
Male platinum haired elves, with identical bright blue eyes and sporting silver circlets decorated with leaves, looked up from their position near the fireplace, jaws dropping in sync.
Oblivious to the effect she had on them, she did a little twirl, her dress spinning out prettily.
"Well? What do you think?"
The taller elf, dressed regally in dark blue and silver robes, recovered first, an awed smile on his lips and he stepped forward.
The blue eyes locked with hers and she felt mesmerised by his intense gaze.
"Enchanting, Naur emel"
His hand was warm as it gently took hold of hers and fire bloomed where his lips met her skin.
Damn, he's beautiful, she thought, so unfair.
"You look beautiful, Naneth!"
She broke the connection with one elf to set her green eyes on a shorter one to his left.
She smiled and kneeled down to be eye level with him.
"My, don't you look handsome, my little Prince!"
She leaned forward to place a kiss on his fair cheek and he smiled brightly as her.
The both looked up at the Elvenking when he spoke in his usual deep tone.
"Time to go,"
Evie accepted the hand that was offered to her as she stood and missed the warmth when it let go.
Shooing that thought aside, she held out her hand to the Prince dressed in deep green.
She smiled as he took it and the proceeded forward following the majestic elf to the feast.
Legolas kept up the conversation as they travelled, Evie distracted by the intoxicating male earth and pine scent of the elf in front of them.
"You're going to love this, Naneth. The starlight feast is the most special of them all."
Soon, they stood in front of large wood doors, decorated with greenery and little balls of light.
Amused blue eyes looked back over a male shoulder at her.
"Ready?"
Taking a deep breath, she smiled back at him and nodded.
The guards moved simultaneously to open the doors wide.
"His Majesty, King Thranduil of the Greenwood."
"His Highness, Prince Legolas and Lady Evangeline."
Squaring her shoulders and keeping her head up high, she walked with Legolas into the hall and her breath caught at the beauty of it.
None of the elves standing were clapping as they moved past, rather staring at her with curiosity, but she didn't notice them or the sounds of the harp playing from a risen platform.
Her eyes widened as she took in the large space.
Long golden columns held up the massive structure with glass planes enclosing the space to keep out unwanted weather, but allowing the beauty of the night sky and stars shine through.
A long table, set elegantly, sat along the far wall, round tables positioned around the edges of a large dancefloor right in the centre.
Large open doors to Evie's left gave her a glimpse of beautiful gardens beyond, twinkling in the night.
Evie and Legolas came to stop at the large table, where the king and other important courtiers waited for them.
Impeccably dressed servants she hadn't noticed before came forward to hold out their chairs and pushed them back in once seated.
The loud chatter that resonated in the hall instantly stopped when the Elvenking rose to his feet and held up a glass filled with red liquid.
One guess what's in that glass, Evie thought with a smirk.
"We come together to celebrate the end of another year and look ahead for the one to come. Blessings to all who dance and make merry this eve."
The crowd of glittering elves cheered for their King. She could see on their faces how much they adored him for keeping them safe.
Her mouth watered when an entrée was placed in front of her, not realising how hungry she actually was.
She looked down the table to see what the etiquette was and was shocked when she connected with a familiar elf, that held up a form and winked at her.
She huffed at the laughter she could see vibrating through his chest, but picked up her own cutlery and began to eat.
Her annoyance didn't last long as she took in the ambiance of the room and delighted in the conversation of Legolas to her left and Haleth seated to her right.
Time seemed to move quickly for Evie as she enjoyed the festivities around her and before long couples made their way on the vast floor and began to dance gracefully along with the soft music.
In her peripheral vision, she saw a calloused male hand extend in invitation.
"Would you honour me with a dance, Lady Evie?"
Her eyes followed the length of the arm and rested on the familiar grey eyes of her instructor.
She gave him a cheeky grin and waved hand at the Prince seated next to her.
"You need to ask my handsome date."
Grey eyes filled with mirth moved to the little elf seated.
"May I borrow your beautiful maiden for a dance Prince?"
She laughed as Legolas made a show of looking the elf up and down, a serious look on his face before nodding once.
Evie leaned forward to press a kiss to the little elf's cheek and whispered in his ear.
"You will always be my favourite."
That earned her a bright smile in return, which made her heart leap in joy.
Raising, she turned with a smile and took the outstretched hand and let the elf lead her to the other dancing couples.
"I'm sorry If I step on your toes, I'm not very good at this."
The red head winced at the memory of the dancing lesson a week prior, which ended with the tutor limping out in haste.
The fair face was fool of charm as he began to lead her through the steps expertly.
"fear not, I can make anyone look good."
She laughed at this.
"modest too, aren't you?"
"always, My Lady."
As they danced, she spied a familiar blue and silver clad elf leading an elleth with long brown hair around the floor, smiling and laughing.
Inwardly she felt slightly disappointed that that particular elf hadn't asked her to dance.
Sensing the shift in her focus, the observant Captain leaned closer to her ear.
"You look stunning tonight."
That brought her back to the elf she was dancing with and she flushed at the praise, but quickly took up a teasing smile.
"Are you saying that I don't always?"
His laughter was bright and infectious.
Her eyes trailed over his fair form and thought he looked very handsome in this relaxed environment, still predatory but something she couldn't quite out her finger on.
For all his good looks though, he wasn't the elf that made her hot and bothered at night in her dreams.
"Touche."
A comfortable silence stretched on for a few moments before he spoke again, quietly so that passing couples could not hear the words.
"He hasn't taken his eyes off you all night."
Shocked, she looked at Feren with wide eyes.
"Don't be so shocked. We can all see how much you care for each other. The world is full of enough awful things, love is a gift. Let yourself be happy, Evie."
The music came to a close and dancers stopped. Feren raised her hand to his lips for a kiss.
"Thank you for the dance, My Lady"
She watched his form disappear with bank eyes, her mind elsewhere.
Did she love him?
Thinking back on all the moments they'd spent together, the smiles, the touches, the warmth of a connection and the unexplainable pull she had to him.
The way her heartbeat rose when he walked into a room and cast his blues over her.
The gentleness in which he had cared for her when she recovered from the river disaster and cried her eyes out as he held her.
Yes, she thought.
She was roped back into reality when she was hit but a moving elbow.
Seeing she was in the way, Evie moved quickly towards the open doorway, snagging a glass of bubbles on her way.
she enjoyed the cool breeze on her skin, not realising how warm it had actually been in the crowed ballroom.
Taking a deep breath of fresh air, she followed the lit path at a leisurely pace, taking occasional sips of her crystal glass.
Evie stopped at the entrance to a paved courtyard, admiring the large fountain that before her.
Placing her empty flute on a nearby bench, she then bent down to undo her shoes and flick them off with a relieved sigh.
Tipping her head back to gaze at the stars, she smiled.
Feeling free, she sang softly to herself as her bare feet moved in waltz like patterns under her flowy skirt.
"Mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm
So this love
Mmm mmm mmm"
She shut her eyes, imagining being in the arms of her elf.
"So this love
So this is what makes life divine
I'm all aglow and now I know
The key to our heaven is mine
My heart has wings and I can fly
I'll touch every star in the sky
So this is the miracle that I've been dreaming of…oh"
Evie spun gently but stopped abruptly and opened her eyes when her right hand was clasped in a much larger one and it's twin snaked to her lower back and tugged her closer to a blue and silver clad chest.
Lifting her eyes up and up, her breath caught as she locked gazes with a pair of bright blue eyes.
Without speaking a word, the elf began to lead her in the waltz.
She stared, thinking he was a figment of her imagination.
The platinum haired elf chuckled, as though reading her train of thought, and squeezed her hand tighter in reassurance.
The deep sound was enough to break her out of her stupor and blinked.
"You…What are you doing here?"
"I thought that was obvious?"
"mmmmmmm?"
"Dancing with a devastatingly beautiful woman."
The sincerity in his words made her heart melt.
The truth of it was that he made her feel beautiful.
She let of his forearm and waved back to the festivities.
"don't you have to supervise that."
"I like to think they can look after themselves after all these years."
His eyes turned from teasing to an intense hunger after a moment as his gaze wondered down her form.
"You look absolutely ravishing."
She blushed at the praise and felt her heartbeat pick up.
"You don't disappoint either."
She teased him wish a quick grin as they completed a final turn and came to a gentle stop.
Her green eyes focussed on his lips as they curved upwards.
Butterflies erupted in her belly as she slowly moved her hands up to rest on his shoulders.
She flicked her gaze up between his blue orbs and down to lips, once, twice, as she rose on her tippytoes.
Evie held her breath and closed her eyes as she tentatively brushed her red lips over his for a moment.
Not sure how he would react, the red head drew back slowly.
But she was stopped before she could get too far by a hand cupping the back of her head and the next moment a pair of soft lips crashed down on hers.
Evie sighed into the kiss, gripping his platinum blonde locks as a strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her none too gently into a muscled chest.
Soft as silk, she thought.
Neither of them held back as they hungrily tasted each other with lips and tongue.
What felt like a heartbeat later, Evie let out an annoyed grunt as the blue eyed elf broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers, smirking at her disappointed look.
"patience, little one."
"Why bother?" her words were breathless after the savage kiss.
"Because I intended to enjoy every moment of this."
His hands felt like fire as they brushed down her exposed spine.
She shivered as she felt his warm breath on her ear.
"I love you."
Hearing those words made her heart soar.
Feeling bold, Evie reached up to brush the delicate tip of the elf's ear and was rewarded with a sucked in breath and the hands on her waist tightening.
"then let me show you how much I love you."
Evie let out a little squeal as she found herself swept off her feet and in the arms of tall elf, his lips on hers in a heartbeat.
She was pleased to feel the elvenking's heart thundering in his chest under her hands as their lips parted again.
It didn't take them long to reach the doors of the King's chamber with the elf taking quick strides with his long legs.
The perks of being tall, she thought and giggled.
Stopping at the foot of the large bed, the King gently placed her on her feet, her back to his front.
She felt relief cascade through her when she felt his hands in her hair, removing the pins, one by one.
I wonder how good they'd feel elsewhere, she thought as the pins dropped to the floor at her feet.
Evie shivered in anticipation as those hands moved her mass of now free curly hair over her right shoulder.
A soft kiss was placed on the back of her neck and her blood began to heat.
"You have teased me and now I want to see you."
The last part was said with a low growl that made Evie's toes curl.
She stood still as she felt him undo the laces on the side of her bodice.
As he gently moved the straps of the dress down her shoulders.
A quick tug on the skirt and the mass of green pooled at her feet.
Taking a breath, she dared a look at him over her shoulder.
Fuck me, she thought looking into his blue gaze, unwavering as it ghosted over her bare form.
"oh I intend to."
Her eyes widened when she realised that she'd said her thoughts outloud.
She turned her head to face the bed once more and crawled up and on, turning over on to her back when she reached the pillows.
It delighted her when she heard the elf take sharp breath.
She lifted a hand and beckoned him.
"better keep your promise, great king."
In two strides, the tall elf was at the edge of the bed and Evie moved until she was on her knees in front of him.
She reached up to move the robes of his shoulders. Then she gripped the end of his tunic with both hand and pulled up.
The woman couldn't keep her hands off his spectacular chest, that was on display just for her.
With deft fingers, she unlaced his breeches and tugged them down.
Smirking at the King, she said "It's only fair"
But the smirk was soon on the elf's face she took in the magnificent length of him, erect and ready.
She moved her hand to touch, enjoying the moan of pleasure that came from him.
Velvet wrapped steel, she thought, let's see if he knows what to do with it.
A strong hand gripped hers and pulled it away from him.
The next moment found herself flat on the bed, a large warm body hovering over hers as she was kissed thoroughly.
The hands drifting over her skin set her aflame.
She moaned as the lips moved to her neck and a large hand cupped her breast, squeezing gently.
Thought left her entirely when a thumber grazed over her peaked nipple, making sensations run straight to her core.
Soft lips kissed and sucked their way over her chest, her ribs and down her stomach.
Those large, warm, smooth hands easily pulled her thighs apart and then she felt little kisses on the inside of her flesh trailing up and up.
It was too much, she squirmed.
"Thandruil, please." A plea or a whimper, she didn't know.
A chuckle vibrated over her heated skin and then she cried out when a tongue licked her.
She panted hard and gripped the sheets around her when she felt a finger at her entrance, moaning harder when she felt another slip in.
"nice and wet for me, Evangeline. But I want you to scream my name when I make you cum."
That deep voice was full of command and she loved it.
She felt a tightening sensation build within when the digits pumping in and out of her went faster.
And then a tidal wave of pleasure ripped through her when that expert tongue sucked and licked her sensitive nub relentlessly.
"oh god, Thranduil!"
Large hand held her still as she rode the wave.
Feeling weightless, she smiled like a fool into the face of the elf that was smirking at her, his body covering hers.
"I'm a King, not a god, little one."
And then he slid into the slick warmth of her body and groaned in pleasure.
He kissed her softly once, twice, as he waited for her to adjust to the feel of him and his size.
And then he began to move and Evie was in heaven all over again.
Sex had never been like this with any of the others.
"faster." She ordered him
"As you wish, Lady."
Faster and faster he went in and out of her, granting them both the friction they desperately needed.
Evie moved her hand to rub at the sensitive points of his ears and was rewarded with a loud moan.
"Evangeline!"
She rocked her hips in time with his felt the familiar tightening begin to take hold again.
She tightened her internal muscles around the length of him.
They both came, his roar of release drowning out her scream of pleasure, a blinding white light exploded behind her closed eyes and then she felt warmth like the sun surround her.
Breathing hard, she opened her eyes and found a pair of blue ones staring down at her lovingly.
She brushed the hair out of his face and cupped his cheek.
He leant down and kissed her softly, mumbling against her lips.
"I love you."
She smiled and kissed his neck, delighted in the shiver that went through him.
"I love you too."
She felt warm and fuzzy and loved as she let him cradle her to his chest, breathing in his earthy, male scent.
Blinking sleepily, she closed her eyes, a smile of contentment on her face.