Hawke and his Princess: Chapter 36

A night out in Denerim

Before leaving for Denerim the next morning, Hawke had Elayne put on her special jewelry that had been made for her. "Put your hand over the stone on the pommel and close your eyes." He put one hand over hers on the pommel and his other hand on the side of her head and closed his eyes. He brought her mind into his as he focused on the stone in her sword, then he channeled his power into the stone and fused her mind into it, making the stone one with her. With his mind still in hers, he did the same with her jewelry before bringing them all together, connecting them all. He let go of his power, removed his hands from her, and opened his eyes.

She looked up at him curiously, "What did you do?"

"I bonded the sword to you through the stone, and I bonded your jewelry with the stone and you, but I want to do something else. Take off your set for a minute," as she handed each piece to him, he delved into them and made the healing enchantments capable of holding more.

He handed everything back to her, and she put them on, "In case something were to happen to you and you find yourself in danger, each of these pieces offers a bit of healing energy. The sword possesses the most power, as it can channel more than the others. Remember, only you and I can wield the sword, and you will always be aware of its location. I just want to make sure you're protected at all times, especially when I can't be around you."

When she looked at him, her eyes shined with her love for him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, "Thank you, baby, for loving and caring about me the way you do. I love you, Arik, with all my heart and soul," she said before she brought his mouth to hers.

Caleb came up to them on his horse, chuckling, "You two lovebirds ready?"

Elayne blushed beautifully while Hawke helped her on Snowball. "I love you too, Elayne," he said, holding her hand before getting on Midnight and heading out.

True to Caleb's word, the three of them made it to Denerim by dark. Hawke and Elayne went and stayed in the same place they had been to before with Bryce and Eleanor. Caleb refused when Hawke invited him to a room there, saying he had other arrangements. But he would check up on them and leave a message if anything was to change. In the meantime, the couple was free to do as they wished.

Since it was as late as it was, they decided to stay at the inn and have a late supper and a couple of drinks before heading up to their room to retire for the night.

"What do you think Caleb is here for," Elayne asked drowsily with Hawke's arm around her.

"I don't know, whatever it is though, it doesn't concern us. Now quit worrying and go to sleep, my love. The next couple of days are ours to spend alone together." He pulled her closer to him, his arm tightening around her, "I love you, baby," he whispered in her ear before laying his head down and closing his eyes for the night.

When he finally opened his eyes the next morning, he found Elayne watching him with a playful grin on her face.

"Morning, my love. I'm glad to see you slept so well," she said.

"Morning to you, my sweet angel. I'm sorry, baby. Did I oversleep? It felt good sleeping in a proper bed again."

She leaned down, her face inches from his, "No worries, I enjoyed watching you sleeping, and I occupied myself." It was then that he felt her hand around his hard shaft. She giggled before bringing her mouth down to his and crawling on top of him. When she slid herself down on him, he felt her already wet and ready for him. He groaned, wrapping his arms around her, bringing her tight against him. He thrust his hips up into her, burying himself deep. 'Now this is the way to properly wake up in the morning,' he thought before focusing completely on her.

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"What all do you need to get while we're here," he asked as they were sitting down having breakfast.

"I need to pick up some materials. The elven seamstress said if I brought material that I liked, they'd make some more of these dresses for me. Most of their clothes are the color of the forest which I don't mind, but you know me, I like my blues, pinks and purples. And there are a few other things I need to get. Do I dare hope that you would allow me some time to myself, please?"

Before he could open his mouth to tell her no, she grabbed his hand, pleading with him. "Hawke, I have my sword, I'm wearing my jewelry, and you'll still be with me, just not physically, you can use our bond to check on me. Please baby, I have some things I need to get by myself. Why don't you go make reservations and get yourself an outfit for tonight while I do my shopping. We'll meet back here in four hours. Please Arik, I promise I'll be very careful."

He sat there watching her, he could see that this was very important to her, and she was right. If she was in any kind of trouble, he would know about it immediately. Finally, after watching her for a few minutes, "I'll compromise with you, be back here in two hours, Elayne or I will come get you. If you find yourself in trouble, just reach out to me, one way or another, I will be there. I love you, do what you need to do, I'll be here waiting for you."

She got up out of her chair and plopped herself down on his lap," Thank you, baby," she said excitedly before wrapping her arms around him and giving him a deep, long kiss.

She finally released his mouth, "Thank you again, my love. You won't regret this," she said before she got up off his lap and headed out the door.

He went to the same restaurant they had gone to before and reserved a private room for them, then headed to find some clothes for tonight. He picked up some shirts, pants, and a couple of other things, along with having a few alterations done. After he told them where they could be delivered, he tried to figure out what to do for the next couple of hours. He definitely didn't feel like being indoors, so he decided to browse around. After purchasing a few things, he headed back to the Inn and ordered an ale while waiting for her.

When she came in, she was ecstatic as she walked over to where he was seated, "I'm hungry, let's order some food, love."

"What's got you excited, sweetheart?" She handed him a pamphlet. He looked down at it and saw that it was the announcement of their upcoming wedding after the competition. He had completely forgotten about the competition, and it was only four months away. She gave him another parchment, it was the announcement and the rules of the competition. It would take place during the first week of the third month. They would have groups. The winner for each group would then compete against the other winners from the day until there was only one left. Each winner would then compete against each other on the last day until one person was left.

He looked at her, "so that means not only do I have to fight a group, but make sure I win at the end of the day then on the last day fight all the other winners from the other days. But this could change, depending on how many people enter. It depends on how many people compete, on the number of people in a group. Elayne, I could end up having to fight quite a few people at one time. This is a lot bigger than the other competition I was in. There are higher stakes involved, not only is there a huge purse and land, but the winner will also be part of the King's army, so it's going to draw more fighters, many of them with more experience than I've got." And he had no choice but to make sure he won.

For Hawke, winning was no longer optional; it was a requirement. Despite the recent announcement of their upcoming wedding, he felt bound by the commitment made to the King. Upholding his word was a principle he lived by, and once a deal was struck, he was determined to see it through to completion.

She took his head into her hands, her eyes on his, "Hawke, you can do this, I know you can, I believe in you, and it's not because of the wedding. It's because you're that good. My father, the General, my brother, even the King, believes in you, Arik. We all believe in you." She needed to focus his mind on something else. He usually either went out and sparred with the soldiers or took Midnight on a run.

"Elayne, I know what you're thinking, and I'm fine, my love. I've already accepted the challenge, and I know I have to win. Now that I know how the competition is going to be, it just threw me off, and to be honest, I'd also forgotten about it." He took her hand in his, drawing her closer to him, "relax, my princess, I'm fine. I know the reason I'm doing this. It's for the most important person in my life, and there's nothing I wouldn't do for you," he put his mouth on hers, kissing her deeply.

"Now, we've still got time before our reservation. What else would you like to do today? How about sending a message to the folks letting them know that we're ok, or we can look at more stuff for the wedding. Do you have dresses yet for the girls?"

She started giggling at him, "Hawke, you're absolutely wonderful, I love you, baby. Come my love, there is actually something you can help me out with. I don't know why I didn't think of this before, but you can help me find dresses for the girls. You have a good eye on style."

He was starting to regret saying anything after she had dragged him to numerous stores, but they finally found some dresses that they were both happy with. When they headed back to the inn to get ready for their night out, Hawke and Elayne were both pleased to see their stuff had been delivered.

He went in to get cleaned up first since it took less time than it would for her. After he got dressed, he headed downstairs to wait for her in the common room. While he was waiting, Caleb came in, and they sat in a corner talking. Caleb noticed the emblem on Hawke's jacket, "Isn't that the same design as on Elayne's sword?"

Hawke nodded, all of a sudden uncomfortable. "Yea well, it's a long story." He didn't want to say anymore, but Caleb just sat there watching him. He knew that look, and he sighed and told the story. "It seems after Elayne and I said our vows, Bryce Cousland acknowledged our private ceremony, and he made it official that we were married. By marrying her, I am now known as Lord Arik Hawke in Highever, even though I fought it."

He took a deep breath before continuing, "There's also something else you need to know. In four months, Elayne and I will be having an official wedding here. But in order to do that, a deal was made with the King. I must win this competition in order for Elayne to have the wedding of her dreams. Caleb, you got to understand, there's nothing I wouldn't do to make Elayne happy. This wedding being here is what she wants, and I will do whatever it takes to ensure she gets exactly what she wants."

Caleb looked at him, "But what about you, what do you want, Hawke?"

"Caleb, I finally possess what I've always yearned for. Never did I imagine, even in my wildest dreams, that I would discover someone to truly share my life with--and you know the reasons behind that. But then she entered my life, and everything changed. With her came hope and a longing to build a future together. The moment I laid eyes on her, I sensed a connection, even if I couldn't fully understand it at the time."

"So, what do I desire? My heart's wish is simple: I want whatever brings her happiness and keeps her safe. She's my life, my hope, my dreams--my heart and soul. To me, she is more than just a partner; she is my wife, my goddess, my beloved princess, and my cherished queen. She is everything that completes me. There is nothing I wouldn't do to ensure her happiness."

"This is precisely why securing victory in the competition is essential. She dreams of a wedding in the Chapel of the Castle, and the only way that dream can materialize is if I become champion. Although I won't be enlisting in the King's army, which was part of our agreement, I will unfortunately carry the title of Champion of Ferelden. That title guarantees my availability to the King when he requires it, granting me a way out of joining his military while still fulfilling my obligations.

Just then, Elayne came down the stairs. She was so breathtakingly beautiful that he lost his train of thought. He barely caught a glimpse of Caleb leaving as his mind focused on the stunning goddess approaching him. The baby blue gown was truly magnificent, clinging to her figure and accentuating every beautiful aspect of her body - from her ample breasts to her slender waist to the way it showed him the indenture between her legs. He couldn't help but groan inwardly as he felt a powerful hunger stir within him at the sight of her. Swallowing hard, he braced himself for an evening of sweet torment as he walked towards her, his gaze locked with hers before wrapping his arm around her and drawing her in close.

The heat of desire lingered in the air as he leaned closer, his breath brushing against her ear. "You're driving me wild, my enchanting goddess," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive whisper. With his eyes on hers, his arm around her, he felt and saw a small shudder run through her, and he grinned at her. He was dying to touch her between her legs, imagining the warmth and wetness he longed to feel on his fingers.

"Hawke, stop it," she whimpered, her mind in his.

He chuckled, "Come my love, dinner awaits us, my beautiful angel."

After they were escorted to their private dining room, and their waitress left with their order, he pulled Elayne tight against him, his mouth at her ear. "Do you know how irresistibly delicious you look tonight, my sexy goddess?" he growled before his mouth came down hard on hers. Needing to feel her, his hand went between her legs, and he groaned when he felt how wet she was. Using his power, he monitored the door while he put his fingers on her, sliding them in and out of her until he felt her orgasm hit, and she exploded, making her even wetter. Once again, he felt her body reacting to his hand as she exploded, soaking his fingers more before he removed his hand from between her legs, his mouth leaving hers, as she leaned against him breathless. He grinned down at her, "How are you feeling, my love?"

She looked up at him, her eyes full of contentment, "I feel deliciously satisfied for now my loving husband," she sighed in satisfaction against him.

With a knock at the door, the waitress came in with their food. After she bid them to enjoy their meal, they were left alone again.

"I heard what you said to Caleb. I need to know though, is this what you want, Hawke? You've been doing all this, the wedding, the competition, even the Lord's emblem on your jacket, it's for me, but what do you want? I know you want what I want, and that makes me so unbelievably happy. You're constantly trying to make sure I'm happy, I'm getting everything I could want or need. But Hawke, what about you? I want you to be happy too."

How did he explain to her that before she came along, he had no future? He didn't dare hope or dream for one. But since she came into his life, he had hopes, dreams, and a future. Everything he did for her made him happy, knowing that she was safe, happy, content, and satisfied, not just for her but for him too. It's what he wanted. And once the wedding and competition were over, he would be getting what he wanted. He'd be taking his wife back to their home, starting their own family.

She sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around him, "That's what I want too, my love, as much as you do," she said before she brought his lips to hers.

"Hawke, hold out your hand, I have something for you, baby." She laid a silver ring on his hand. It was a man's ring, and where a signet would be was their emblem, it was magnificent. She slipped it on his finger, and the memory of her slipping another ring on his finger surfaced.

He looked down at her, his heart literally in his eyes, "Thank you, it's exquisite baby, I love you so much, Elayne."

After they finished their meal, Hawke stood and helped her stand. He pulled her close to him, his mouth going to hers. "Now let's go dancing, my love."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, "I have a better idea," she whispered as her lower body rubbed against him, making him groan. "Let's skip the dancing and go back to our room," she brushed against him again, bringing another groan from him, "where your hands and mouth can devour me." Her hand trailed down to his pants, and she slipped them inside touching him, "then you can fill me deeply with this beautiful long, hard, thick shaft."

He closed his eyes, his mind picturing what she was whispering. The moment her hand slipped inside his pants and made contact, he felt a surge of desire threatening to overwhelm him. Summoning all his willpower, he gently pried her fingers away and opened his eyes, locking his gaze with hers. "Elayne, please, you need to stop," he groaned, desperation creeping into his voice. She attempted to reach for him again, but he grasped her wrist firmly, preventing her advance. When he heard footsteps coming towards them, he hissed in her ear.

"Behave yourself," before creating some space between them, just as the door began to swing open.

The waitress came in to check on them, "is there anything else I can help you two with tonight?"

"No ma'am, we're actually getting ready to leave. Thank you for your service. The meal was exquisite." After giving her a tip, he took Elayne's hand in his and put his arm around her. After paying for the meal, they headed outside. When a breeze came up, he felt the cool night air sweep across his body, cooling his heated blood down just a little.

He pulled her into the darkness, roughly pressing her against the wall, his mouth crashing down on hers with an insatiable hunger. A low growl escaped him as he captured her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head; the other explored under her top, finding her nipple and igniting a flame of desire within her. As his hand slipped between her legs, the sound of her whimper sent a thrill through him, signaling just how close she was to losing control. Just as her pleasure built, he withdrew both his hand and mouth, locking eyes with her, a teasing challenge in his.

"Tonight, we will continue our date, my sweet princess," he breathed, his voice thick with desire. "No matter how desperately you crave it, you won't find release until I say so." With a playful grin, he entwined her fingers around his arm, leaving her yearning and wanting, just as she loved to do to him. As they walked on, a wicked satisfaction coursed through him; this tantalizing game would be a delicious torment for them both.

"Hawke," she moaned desperately into his mind, her sensitive body wrapped around him as they danced on the dance floor. "I need you baby, take me to our room now, please," she whimpered as his hand deliberately brushed along her nipple through her top. The grin he gave her heated her even more, rushing throughout her body, making her shudder. She once again felt that build up, and she gasped as he pulled her closer, "remember what I said," he whispered in her ear, and she was once again denied the release she so desperately needed. She had lost count on how many times he had done that to her. She had tried begging at first, then brushing against him, silence didn't even work, he always found a way to sweetly torture her. She was getting desperate. She needed his touch, his mouth on her, his body in hers, a release, so badly she was almost in tears.

He lifted her chin up, his hot eyes penetrating into her before he growled, and his mouth came down hard on hers. After he removed his mouth from hers, he slid his lips across her until his hot breath was at her ear. Finally, she heard the words she'd been begging to hear, "let's go to our room my love, so I can give you what you're desperately needing," he growled in her ear causing her body to react again. With his arm around her waist, they walked back to the Inn and to their room.

Once inside their room, he practically tore her dress off before he put his mouth to her ear. "Come for me, baby, as my mouth devours you, scream for me, my beautiful goddess," he growled, before pushing her against the wall and sliding her up it. He put her legs over his shoulders, his tongue and mouth literally devoured her. And she screamed, her hips bucking wildly against him, her body exploded uncontrollably around his mouth and tongue as he devoured her. The more his mouth and tongue moved over her, the more explosive she became, her body unable to stop the releases that kept coming.

Finally breathless and exhausted, her body drenched, unable to move, he removed his mouth from between her legs and carried her to the bed, laying her down on it, letting her rest. After removing his clothes, he put her on her hands and knees, grabbed her hips, and rammed himself deep and hard into her. She whimpered as her body clutched tightly around him, exploding with each thrust he made.

His thrusts became faster and harder into her. He pulled her up to him, a hand going to her nipple, "more Elayne, I need more baby" he demanded from her, his breath hot on her ear, "I need to hear your scream baby," he growled, and she screamed, giving him what he wanted as her body released again and again around him.

She felt him stiffening up inside her, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper until he threw back his head, his hands grabbing her tightly, growling as she screamed again, their bodies exploding hard around each other.

He rested his head on her shoulder, letting both their bodies relax, before he laid her down on her back. Once again, he was back in her, demanding, coaxing more from her.

Finally, with her laying on top of him, both of them were exhausted and completely satisfied. "You are bloody amazing, my love," he whispered before pulling her close to him, as he felt her drifting off. "Sleep, my beautiful angel, relax and sleep, baby."

When Hawke went downstairs the next morning to order them some food, he was handed a couple of messages. He recognized both seals, one was from Caleb, and the other was from the Castle. He groaned at the last, too many spies in this bloody city, he thought. He went back to their room and set the tray down, waiting for her to wake up. He opened Caleb's letter, which was short, letting them know they'd be leaving early tomorrow. He put the other letter aside, undressed, and laid back down on the bed beside her.

Brushing the hair from her face, he laid there watching her. His mind went back to last night, and how she had responded to him. He felt her stirring in his head, and he cleared his mind, but not before she had glimpsed where his mind had been. When she stretched, the sheet slipped down, revealing her beautiful breasts to him. He watched as they raised up and down with her breathing.

"Baby," she whispered. He reached over running circles with his finger around her nipple, watching it respond as it perked up under his touch.

"Yes, my love," he asked without taking his eyes off her breasts.

"What are you doing, baby?" she moaned when he put the nipple between his fingers and started pulling and twisting it.

He finally looked at her with a wolfish grin on his face, "thinking about having breakfast my love," he said softly before his mouth went down to her breast and his hand went between her legs still under the sheet. When he touched her clit she moaned and moved her hips, the sheet slipping down revealing her naked flesh to him. His mouth left her nipple as his hand slid along her, "can I have you for breakfast baby," he whispered in her ear, his fingers at the edge of her sheath and her hips thrust up hard, bringing his fingers deep into her, her body tightening around him. "Can I eat you, my love," he asked before his mouth claimed hers as he brought her body to the edge.

He lifted his mouth from hers, his eyes on her as his mouth trailed down her body. When he got between her legs he looked up at her, "Elayne, you didn't answer me, princess," he growled as he ran his tongue over her clit before lifting his head back up. "Can I eat you, devour you as your hot sweet essence fills my mouth," Again, he did another swipe of his tongue before he lifted his head up, looking at her.

He knew by the tightening of her muscles around his fingers still inside her that she was close, but he was denying her to go any further until she told him. He put his other hand on her breast and put her nipple between his fingers and twisted, and pulled, making her hips thrust up.

He started to pull his hand out of her and she started whimpering, "please Hawke, I need, want you to feast upon me until my nectar gushes out of me and into your hot mouth, please."

He grinned at her, "That's my girl," he growled before he lowered his head, and his tongue slid over her again as his fingers started sliding in and out of her. His mouth started sucking on her clit, her hips bucked up, his fingers buried deep in her when she screamed and exploded. He removed his fingers and buried his tongue into her, needing to taste her as his thumb moved along her clit. He worked his mouth over her bringing her body again over the edge until she was begging for him to be inside her. He obliged her, as he buried his shaft deep into her.

Later he watched her as she walked naked over to the tray he had brought up. "Hawke, what is this," she asked, picking up and examining the seal on it, "Arik, it's from the Castle."

She broke the seal on it, and a smile formed on her lips. She looked over at him with excitement, "we've been invited to have dinner with the King and Queen. We have to send a reply back letting them know we would be honored to join them. This is so exciting, oh, I need a new dress, and you need a new outfit." She looked back at him, realizing he hadn't said anything, "you do want to go, don't you, this is a high honor, Hawke. It would be rude to refuse them, especially with the wedding coming up."

Hawke watched the excitement forming on her face when she read the invitation. He groaned inwardly, remembering his last uncomfortable experience with the Castle, but he cleared his mind immediately and put on a smile for her. "If this is what you want, baby, then let's send a reply back."

She grabbed a parchment and pen and wrote a reply back. After signing it, she folded it up and looked at him. "Can I use your signet ring for a minute, please?" curious, he handed the ring to her. After she dropped a little melted wax on the letter, she pushed the ring on the wax, sealing it with their signet before she handed the ring back to him. "We need to get dressed, my love. There is no way we're going to the Castle with what clothes we have with us."

The rest of the day was spent going to store after store until she found everything she was looking for. She told them where to have everything delivered, and after she was done, they headed back to the Inn. It was late when they went back, and after having a light meal, they headed upstairs with their purchases from earlier to get ready.

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To be continued...