Chapter 18: Rebuilding

WARNING! Mature content to follow, please be respectful!

A few weeks had passed already, and Thorin, with the help of some of Dain and Bard's men had begun to rebuild Erebor. The first thing to be restored was the royal chamber, in all its glory to be ready for the queen and princess. Once it was complete, Thorin vowed to aid Bard in restoring Dale.

Thorin arrived at the tent at the foot of the mountain and entered with purpose. He smiled at his beautiful wife and child before announcing,

"My lady, your chamber awaits." His voice was deep and proud. Lily could see the sweat on his brow, he had worked hard on the restoration. Every night when he returned he was exhausted, but he never failed to spend time with his little princess, and with his wife. He worked himself so hard for many reasons: He wanted the chamber to be ready as soon as possible, and he wanted to exhaust himself so he was not tempted to take his wife every night. She was not ready to receive him yet.

Now that the chamber was complete, he knew she was fit enough to continue with normal life, and that stirred a great urgency within him.

Lily arose from the bed and carried her small daughter out. She followed Thorin towards the mountain and entered the beautifully restored front gates, large and majestic. As they went into the mountain she saw that lots was still to be repaired, but he led her past all the rubble and straight to a large, splendorous chamber, where he stopped and looked at her.

"This is our chamber, my queen." He said with a small smile.

"Oh Thorin, it's beautiful!" Lily said, looking around in awe.

"Now, my lady, we must christen it." Thorin said, stepping towards her with a gleam of desire in his eyes. He took Adia gently from Lily and walked to a set of doors at the side of the room, when he opened it a most glorious nursery lay before them. Thorin walked in swiftly and gently lay his princess in her beautiful crib before closing the doors quietly.

"I have waited so long for this." Thorin said in a voice thick with lust.

"She will hear us." Lily said stepping back coyly.

"Those doors will not let sound in, but we can hear her. I can take you as long and as hard as I choose, making you scream for me, and she will not stir." Thorin said, closing in on his wife.

Lily had longed for that glazed look of desire in her king's piercing eyes. Under the care of the elves she was fully healed, and had for several days longed for her king's touch. He grabbed her suddenly and with great urgency, kissing her passionately and sensually. Lily gave in to her desires and returned the same fervor.

He lifted her with the greatest ease and lay her upon their enormous bed. He wasted no time in climbing on top of her and claiming her mouth in ardent kisses. The pressure was mounting and Lily knew she could not wait much longer for her king. However, something she had thought on now in her weeks of recovery returned to her mind, and she knew she had to ask him. She gently broke from the kiss, seeing his pupils dilated with lust, his breathing heavy and his lips red made her flush for him, but she had to ask,

"My love, I have been thinking on this now for these few weeks. The day after we first met, when you followed me into the forest, why did you claim me? You hardly knew me, what made you want me?" Lily asked breathlessly, her eyes searching his face for an answer.

"I cannot explain it. Just the way you looked, so fierce, defiant, yet radiating with beauty and an inner kindness. Perhaps it was that fate Gandalf spoke of, I was just drawn to you, and despite all my strengths I could not fight the need to have you..." Thorin said, looking deeply into her eyes, "Why did you let me take you?" Thorin asked softly, his eyes taking in all her features.

"I...I don't know. You were so determined, so strong, the way you kissed me showed me your passion, and I wanted to feel more of that. Since our first meeting, your eyes had stayed with me, I could not escape them, and I desired them to look upon me once more..." Lily said, her voice being overcome with lust.

Thorin then claimed her mouth with intensity, growling into her with desire. He suddenly broke from their kiss and began to roughly strip Lily of her dress, throwing it aside before tearing at his own clothes with urgency. Soon he was straddling her naked, his muscles clenching with each ragged breath. Lily's eyes wandered over his handsome body and shivered with need.

Thorin's eyes raked over her firm form, seeing her goosebumps made his member quiver, drawing a deep groan from his strong chest. In a swift move he climbed backwards, spreading her legs wide, and pushing himself deep within her with a satisfied growl. Lily gasped with pleasure and moaned loudly for her king, knowing how much he enjoyed her sounds of pleasure.

He then pulled her up to a sitting position with her legs wrapped around his waist as he moved to the center of the bed. He let one arm steady him on the bed as he began his hard thrusts upwards into his queen. The angle was delicious and Lily's head fell back with pleasure.

"Moan for me.." Thorin groaned up at her.

"Mmmmmm..." Lily moaned sensually, enveloped in pleasure.

Thorin's groans of enjoyment only heightened Lily's own pleasure. She began to buck her hips into his thrusts, causing Thorin to give off broken, deep groans. Lily then rolled her hips sensually against his pelvic bone, causing Thorin's mouth to open and his eyes to close in a passionate moan. His thrusts became harder and faster, chasing Lily close to her release.

Lily looked down into her king's eyes, both of their eyes glazed over with passion, she relished the view of his strong hips thrusting up into her, watching his muscles tighten and release with each stroke. The grip of his free hand on her hip added a wonderful pressure to her sensations. Thorin then took one of her breasts in his mouth and pleasured her with bites, suckling and licking. Soon they both were near their release, Thorin's assault on her breasts became more urgent and passionate and in a moment both went crashing over the edge, Thorin finally throwing his head back in a satisfied roar. He thrust up hard into Lily a few more times before the waves of passion subsided.

His breathing remained deep, and was accompanied by a deep grumbling which Lily loved. She had satisfied her king. He tenderly lay her back upon the bed before coming to rest on top of her. His head rested upon her beautiful breasts, and his arms held fast to her ribs. Soon she heard the rhythmic breathing of her king asleep. Lily merely listened quietly and stroked his long locks tenderly. She loved the feeling of her king's skin on her own.

She cast a quick glance at the doors to the nursery before she too joined her king in a restful sleep. No one bothered them that day, for they knew that the chamber was in use, and no doubt a new heir would soon be coming. Everyone passed by the barred doors as quietly as possible as they continued their repairs in Erebor. The king had returned.