Chapter 383
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The sunlight found Kyera laying content after a long night with her mate. Sleep was holding lightly to her mind, dreams gently claiming her. Clovis laid on his side next to her, his eyes filled with a sense of adoration, memorizing the moment.
Her white hair flowing over the pillow as she lay on her tummy, arms crossed under her pillow. Her lips slightly parted as she slept. The light sound of snoring making him chuckle, she would never believe she snored. It didn't matter, cause he didn't care. Clovis reached out, and drew soft patterns over her bare shoulder blades, the sheet bunched around her waist. Pale red love bites on her shoulders and upper back, just below the dress line. He resisted the urge to put one at the edge of her jaw.
"Kyera, love it is time for breakfast dear." he whispered into her ear. He hoped it wouldn't wake her, if for no other reason but to give him a reason to taste her that morning. He leaned in, kissing her firmly, but gently to wake her. She twisted slightly to kiss back, her arms around his neck in a slow sleepy motion. It was almost a laziness as she starts to wake up. Clovis smiles breaking the kiss. "Wake up, darling. I have a secret weapon if you don't." he teases gently.
When she didn't respond other than a soft smile he grinned. Both his hands drug gently down her sides before their intent changed. She cried out with laughter as he started tickling her. Those golden eyes flew open as she laughed and squirmed to get away from his searching fingers.
"Stop, Clovis… Ahhhhh!" she cried out and he smiled and continued his torment, happy to see her giggling so early in the morning. However, he forgot who the Master was here, as Kyera grabbed his hands and threw her weight. He found himself pinned on his back, her feet between his thighs, knees pressed to the bed on the outside pinning his legs while pressing her body intimately to his. His wrists were pinned down above his head while she caught her breath. Clovis didn't struggle much, mostly just to distract her while he enjoyed the view.
Kyera woke up enough to realize her predicament and blushed crimson. She got off of him, pulling the sheet up over her body. Clovis smiled and sat up. "So now your shy?" he whispered leaning up to kiss her back, just below the base of her neck.
"No… it is cold." she replies, her tone a bit pouty this morning. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"I could tell. Your body made that clear." he teases before slipping out of bed. Kyera's blush creeped up her back as she slipped out of bed and got dressed. The under clothing was thin, but the warmth was exceptional like a glowing cocoon fit snugly to her curves. The over dress was flowy, but followed by the fur dress and black over corset that gave it new shape.
"What do we plan to do today? Also anything requiring us to separate or you to be in the air is off limits. Almost losing you once this week is far more than enough." Clovis asked as he slid on his own furrs. Kyera watched as the outfit conformed to his body, his fae like features and the pale kiss to his skin from the frosty air made him appear to belong here, perhaps even more than she did.
"Well, to be honest, we need to talk to Grandmother about why we came. Its tradition to spend the first day with family but after that business is acceptable. I would like to leave after the festival. There's no telling what's going on back home. I will feel more at ease if I can see Raina." Kyera admitted, a slight storm brewing behind her eyes.
Clovis nodded, honestly having to agree. Afterall, she was their baby. "What about your father?"
"That's why we wait till after the festival. If father wants to see me again or has anything to say, he will do so before the festival." Kyera explained as she pulled the fur lined boots over her delicate feet.
"Kyera, what happens to your cloths when you change?" Clovis asked rather randomly. Kyera looked back at him and raised a brow.
"Maids wash them? Sometimes I wash them?" she replied, her expression serious but her eyes twinkled with mischief.
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The sunlight found Kyera laying content after a long night with her mate. Sleep was holding lightly to her mind, dreams gently claiming her. Clovis laid on his side next to her, his eyes filled with a sense of adoration, memorizing the moment.
Her white hair flowing over the pillow as she lay on her tummy, arms crossed under her pillow. Her lips slightly parted as she slept. The light sound of snoring making him chuckle, she would never believe she snored. It didn't matter, cause he didn't care. Clovis reached out, and drew soft patterns over her bare shoulder blades, the sheet bunched around her waist. Pale red love bites on her shoulders and upper back, just below the dress line. He resisted the urge to put one at the edge of her jaw.
"Kyera, love it is time for breakfast dear." he whispered into her ear. He hoped it wouldn't wake her, if for no other reason but to give him a reason to taste her that morning. He leaned in, kissing her firmly, but gently to wake her. She twisted slightly to kiss back, her arms around his neck in a slow sleepy motion. It was almost a laziness as she starts to wake up. Clovis smiles breaking the kiss. "Wake up, darling. I have a secret weapon if you don't." he teases gently.
When she didn't respond other than a soft smile he grinned. Both his hands drug gently down her sides before their intent changed. She cried out with laughter as he started tickling her. Those golden eyes flew open as she laughed and squirmed to get away from his searching fingers.
"Stop, Clovis… Ahhhhh!" she cried out and he smiled and continued his torment, happy to see her giggling so early in the morning. However, he forgot who the Master was here, as Kyera grabbed his hands and threw her weight. He found himself pinned on his back, her feet between his thighs, knees pressed to the bed on the outside pinning his legs while pressing her body intimately to his. His wrists were pinned down above his head while she caught her breath. Clovis didn't struggle much, mostly just to distract her while he enjoyed the view.
Kyera woke up enough to realize her predicament and blushed crimson. She got off of him, pulling the sheet up over her body. Clovis smiled and sat up. "So now your shy?" he whispered leaning up to kiss her back, just below the base of her neck.
"No… it is cold." she replies, her tone a bit pouty this morning. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"I could tell. Your body made that clear." he teases before slipping out of bed. Kyera's blush creeped up her back as she slipped out of bed and got dressed. The under clothing was thin, but the warmth was exceptional like a glowing cocoon fit snugly to her curves. The over dress was flowy, but followed by the fur dress and black over corset that gave it new shape.
"What do we plan to do today? Also anything requiring us to separate or you to be in the air is off limits. Almost losing you once this week is far more than enough." Clovis asked as he slid on his own furrs. Kyera watched as the outfit conformed to his body, his fae like features and the pale kiss to his skin from the frosty air made him appear to belong here, perhaps even more than she did.
"Well, to be honest, we need to talk to Grandmother about why we came. Its tradition to spend the first day with family but after that business is acceptable. I would like to leave after the festival. There's no telling what's going on back home. I will feel more at ease if I can see Raina." Kyera admitted, a slight storm brewing behind her eyes.
Clovis nodded, honestly having to agree. Afterall, she was their baby. "What about your father?"
"That's why we wait till after the festival. If father wants to see me again or has anything to say, he will do so before the festival." Kyera explained as she pulled the fur lined boots over her delicate feet.
"Kyera, what happens to your cloths when you change?" Clovis asked rather randomly. Kyera looked back at him and raised a brow.
"Maids wash them? Sometimes I wash them?" she replied, her expression serious but her eyes twinkled with mischief.
The sunlight found Kyera laying content after a long night with her mate. Sleep was holding lightly to her mind, dreams gently claiming her. Clovis laid on his side next to her, his eyes filled with a sense of adoration, memorizing the moment. Her white hair flowing over the pillow as she lay on her tummy, arms crossed under her pillow. Her lips slightly parted as she slept. The light sound of snoring making him chuckle, she would never believe she snored. It didn't matter, cause he didn't care. Clovis reached out, and drew soft patterns over her bare shoulder blades, the sheet bunched around her waist. Pale red love bites on her shoulders and upper back, just below the dress line. He resisted the urge to put one at the edge of her jaw. "Kyera, love it is time for breakfast dear." he whispered into her ear. He hoped it wouldn't wake her, if for no other reason but to give him a reason to taste her that morning. He leaned in, kissing her firmly, but gently to wake her. She twisted slightly to kiss back, her arms around his neck in a slow sleepy motion. It was almost a laziness as she starts to wake up. Clovis smiles breaking the kiss. "Wake up, darling. I have a secret weapon if you don't." he teases gently. When she didn't respond other than a soft smile he grinned. Both his hands drug gently down her sides before their intent changed. She cried out with laughter as he started tickling her. Those golden eyes flew open as she laughed and squirmed to get away from his searching fingers. "Stop, Clovis Ahhhhh!" she cried out and he smiled and continued his torment, happy to see her giggling so early in the morning. However, he forgot who the Master was here, as Kyera grabbed his hands and threw her weight. He found himself pinned on his back, her feet between his thighs, knees pressed to the bed on the outside pinning his legs while pressing her body intimately to his. His wrists were pinned down above his head while she caught her breath. Clovis didn't struggle much, mostly just to distract her while he enjoyed the view. Kyera woke up enough to realize her predicament and blushed crimson. She got off of him, pulling the sheet up over her body. Clovis smiled and sat up. "So now your shy?" he whispered leaning up to kiss her back, just below the base of her neck. "No it is cold." she replies, her tone a bit pouty this morning. He couldn't help but chuckle. "I could tell. Your body made that clear." he teases before slipping out of bed. Kyera's blush creeped up her back as she slipped out of bed and got dressed. The under clothing was thin, but the warmth was exceptional like a glowing cocoon fit snugly to her curves. The over dress was flowy, but followed by the fur dress and black over corset that gave it new shape. "What do we plan to do today? Also anything requiring us to separate or you to be in the air is off limits. Almost losing you once this week is far more than enough." Clovis asked as he slid on his own furrs. Kyera watched as the outfit conformed to his body, his fae like features and the pale kiss to his skin from the frosty air made him appear to belong here, perhaps even more than she did. "Well, to be honest, we need to talk to Grandmother about why we came. Its tradition to spend the first day with family but after that business is acceptable. I would like to leave after the festival. There's no telling what's going on back home. I will feel more at ease if I can see Raina." Kyera admitted, a slight storm brewing behind her eyes. Clovis nodded, honestly having to agree. Afterall, she was their baby. "What about your father?" "That's why we wait till after the festival. If father wants to see me again or has anything to say, he will do so before the festival." Kyera explained as she pulled the fur lined boots over her delicate feet. "Kyera, what happens to your cloths when you change?" Clovis asked rather randomly. Kyera looked back at him and raised a brow. "Maids wash them? Sometimes I wash them?" she replied, her expression serious but her eyes twinkled with mischief.
