Warm

He was so warm

Marquése pulls the source of the soothing heat closer to his body, only to realize that it was her laying on top of him.
The closer to him she was the better it felt and he sighs relishing in the feel of it.

Kiara stirs slightly in her sleep because of his movements, changing positions to slide off his body and lay beside him instead.

As soon as the upper part of her body slides against his chest, her cool, hard beads of desire rubs against him and they both sigh.

Her breasts

Marquése was fully awake now and even more so aware. He opens his eyes, looking down, then slightly pulls the sheet off of Kiara to expose her body; trying to see if what he thought was indeed true.

"Oh, holy shít."

This was the most exquisite sight that he has ever seen.

"No."

She was fully naked, he couldn't just blatantly stare at her naked flesh like that as she slept. It was the first time he had seen her so fully but it was wrong because she was sleeping.
So with much will power, Marquése pulls the sheets back up to cover her exposed body.

Five minutes past and he was still as hard as a rock.
So horny.

He wanted her so much that he couldn't even think straight but he also didn't do anything but stare, picturing the exquisite image of what he knows lies beneath the thin sheets.

It was like Kiara could feel his eyes piercing through her soul in her sleep. She stirs shortly after, awaking from her comfortable slumber.

"Good morning." She smiles up at him, her eyes focusing on the face of the man she loves but to her surprise he didn't answer.

"Marq what's wrong?"
Kiara raises up slightly in the bed, trying to figure out what has happened for him to not speak to her.
However, as soon as she moves the sheet falls and her body becomes exposed.

Marquése takes in a deep breath in through his nose, having to inhale because the cool breeze caressed her skin causing her nipples to perk up.

His eyes never drifts from her body and soon realization dawns on her.

"Oh"

She goes to pull the sheet up but he catches her hand before she does, holding it captive.

"You look beautiful."

Her only response to that was blushing and his eyes rose up to hers.

"So beautiful."

"Thank you."

"May I ask, why - why did you come to bed naked?"

"I- I-" She was at a lost for words, having no idea why she really striped herself naked then laid on top of him.

Maybe she was hopeful that he'd wake up in the middle of the night, be turned on by her body and just take her.

She gulps at the thought

"I'm not sure. I didn't think it was a big deal." She blushes again and he sighs longingly.

"It's not a problem, but then again it is because your body is perfect and I'm so hard right now I can't even think straight."

At that statement her eyes light up, drifting from his face, lower.

"Hey you can't look at me like that or else-"

"Or else?" She creeps closer

"I just might take you right here, right now."

"And who says I'd object to that?"

Marquése's face contorts, being slightly upset that she said that.

"But you agreed with me. That certain things would have to happen before you become queen."

"I know what I said, but-"

"No buts. Tell me what has to happen for you to be my queen, anything you have to do."

"I don't have to do much. You're the one that has to do the majority of the work to 'earn me' as they say. It's just some silly contest-"

"It doesn't matter, I'll do it today"

"What?"

"I'll do it today, I'll do whatever it takes for me to earn you. I don't want to be unworthy of you, I just want everything to be right and I don't want anything to be between us. I want us to belong to each other completely."

His words struck deep, warming her heart and she smiles brightly,

"This isn't just so you can get in my pants though, is it?" She jokes and Marquése laughs heartily, shaking his head at her words.

"Haha. Baby no, besides if that's all I wanted, I think it would be quiet easy right now, seeing as you don't have any pants on."

He sneaks up on her, grabbing her legs and pulls her down on the bed as she giggles like crazy.

He wraps her foot over his thighs, pressing their most intimate parts together.

The warmth of her core seeps through the thin cloth covering him and it caresses his aching appendage causing him to groan.

"I can't wait for you to say yes." He growls out, his expert digits traveling down to reach places that can only be described as euphoric.
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"Good morning everyone."
Marquése is as chipper as ever as he addresses the generals and they all stare at him suspiciously.

"Uh good morning sir. We were all quite surprised that you called this meeting. May I ask what it is about?"

"Its about Princess Kiara and I called you all here to inform you about how we go about giving this pack it's queen."

All the generals look between themselves, whispering and he waits.

"Of course my king we would all be honored to host The Royal Hunt."

"Good! I'm gonna need to know all the protocols I have to follow and oh tell me what The Hunt is."

"You will have to go hunting with nothing but your wits and instincts in order to show your strength and formidability against nature. Half a mile's trek into the forest you'll find the habitat of the animals you will have to kill and bring back home. The only weapons you're allowed are your two hands."

"Wow. That's... intense. What kind of animals are they?"

"Giant wild boars. It will provide meat for the feast and in celebration of your victory afterwards."

"And that's all I have to do and she'll be queen?"

"Yes. She will be prepared accordingly for the ceremony."

"Prepared?"

"By the females, I have no knowledge of their methods."

"Huh, ok. When can we get started?"

Marquése was ready now, he knew what he had to do and he was going to do it.

The generals announced the news to the people of Pack Vencer, telling them to prepare for the ceremonies and The Hunt.

As soon as the king steps out into the town square all eyes were grossly fixated on him. He was barely dressed, if you could even call it that.
His muscled lower body covered in the raiment of a thousand quests before him.

Kiara walks up near the center of the circle that is gathered around him, her body fully covered by beautiful garments that had him staring at her lovingly.
She herself was surrounded by all women.

"It is my utmost honor to not only partake in this hunt but to show you, my people and my mate that I am worthy of you. I will make you all proud."

The square bursts into cheers as everyone in the pack urges their king on. Princess Kiara smiles at his declaration knowing that he wouldn't let them down.
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Marquése treks through the forest barefooted, going deeper and deeper into the unknown depths of the woods.
Marquése keeps on the path advised, not wanting to get lost and having to try and find his way back.

In the next hour he reaches what seems to be the end of the forest line and he tills his head, wondering if he has indeed gotten lost. As soon as the thought crosses his mind however, a twig breaks not too far from him and his head snaps in its direction.

What he saw was more than magnificent, it was breathtaking even.
It was the biggest wild animal he had ever seen.

"Oh my goddess."

The breast stood up to him, staring with what seemed to be a hundred years of anger. He didn't even seemed afraid.

It turns it's large head up, blowing out air through its grotesque nose and Marquése shakes his head.

"You're not happy to see me are you?"

The beast charges, not even giving a second thought to its attack.
All it saw was red, blood, death.

It wanted to kill the abomination of nature  that stood before it, the thing that hunts its kind.

Marquése was so surprised by the sudden move, he saw that the animal was menacing but what he didn't expect was the attack. He could only jump to get out of its trajectory.

His instincts come alive in that moment, the wolf within him awakening.

He stares the animal dead in the eye before charging at it, his bare hands as his only weapon.
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"Come, let's get you ready princess."

Hailey speaks to Kiara and her head turns from the path Marquése had just walked, to the young girls that surrounded her.

"Ok."
She takes Hailey's hand walking with them into a space that she hasn't visited in years.

"Wow I forgot how beautiful this garden was. I can't believe I haven't come back here since..."

"Since when?"

"Uh never mind. Let's get started shall we?

That was a memory she didn't quite want to relive.

Her naked body slides down into the warm pool of vanilla scented water, and Kiara sighs out in euphoria.

"How does that feel?"

"Perfect, thank you Hailey."

The maids proceed to not only wash her body but to wholly cleansing her body and soul.
This is how they prepared her for the
ceremony.
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Three hours had passed and with every dwindling moment the ache within her got more demanding. The temperature of her body rises like the levels of her desire and the anticipation for her mate's arrival skyrockets.

Everyone was again standing in the square, they were all there waiting, anticipating the kings return.
The sun however waited for no one and it's bright glow and shine dimmed with time, its position moving across the evening sky.

"Do you think he'll be back soon?"

"He's coming, don't worry." Kiara assured one of the maids.

She was the one that was supposed to be comforted by them but instead it was vice versa.

"I see him!"
One of the pack members yell out, pointing towards the horizon and everyone started talking. They were all walking closer towards the forest, hoping to catch a glimpse of him when suddenly celebration erupted.

A smile consumes her face as the crowd parts and her mate steps through almost helplessly naked now.

He made a successful kill, coming back with his pride and their people's bounty draped across his shoulder.

Marquése walks up to her beaming with pride, bringing the reward towards her and places it at her feet.

Kiara glances down at him, sharing his pride, reflecting it on her own face,
"Thank you" She whispers reaching down to put a kiss on his cheek.

The crowd cheers some more.

"Huh, I prefer the lips" he says and she laughs.

"Yes I'm sure you do"

"Marry me?"

"What?"

"Marry me? Please?"