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Prince Callum had been secluded in Katolis’ library for months, reading books, studying ancient tomes, and going over half-mottled scrolls with the secrets of magic the world had to offer, though most of the knowledge that had been written on these scrolls was bits and pieces. Regardless, he had not only been learning how to become an even better mage, but he also trained with Soren, alongside his half-brother, Ezran, who was also King of Katolis.
In truth, the now eighteen-year-old prince was doing everything humanly possible to take his mind off of Rayla. Just thinking about the Moonshadow elf made his heart ache with longing to see her again. Another part of him told him to forget about her. Why should he care about her still? She left without a word, and he didn’t even know she was alive or dead. For three years, he had thought about her and had hoped that she would return so that he could confess his love for her.
But she never came back.
Instead, he felt like a fool for loving someone who could simply vanish into thin air without even bothering to say goodbye. Despite still worrying about her, Callum wouldn’t act like a love-sick fool and wait for something that was now almost certain to never happen—a relationship with Rayla—he was worth more than that.
Besides, he was a prince, and if he wanted to ensure his position as king would be secured one day, he would need to produce an heir. Someone was already there for him, and one who valued him for who he was.
“Prince Callum?”
Looking up from his own devices, Callum was greeted by the sight of Opeli, Advisor to King Ezran. In truth, Callum had developed feelings for Opeli. How could he not? She had been loyal to both him and Ezran, speaking for their behalf when Viren attempted to usurp power from them and start a war with Xadia. And had only proven herself one of his and Ezran’s closest allies over the last three years, and despite getting attention from girls thanks to puberty hitting him like a boulder, Callum wasn’t interested in the advances of the girls in Katolis.
Because he had his eyes set on Opeli.
Scrambling to his feet, Callum bumped his knees into the desk he was seated at, nearly knocking over a candle and the books, scrolls, and tomes resting on the flat surface. Cursing himself for being startled by her sudden appearance, he groaned softly at the sudden burst of pain his knees received. Blushing, he coughed into a clenched fist in an effort to regain composure. “Opeli, hi!” He greeted her before clearing his throat. “I-Is there uh anything I can do for you?”
Looking as though she was trying to stifle laughter, Opeli straightened before approaching. “Forgive me, Prince Callum,” she began before explaining her presence in his personal study, “but I’m here to be a comforting hand, by order of King Ezran. This is supposedly the anniversary of the disappearance of your elf friend—Rayla.”
“Ugh, don’t remind me,” he sighed as he approached a nearby window and looked beyond the horizon; beyond the safety of the walls Katolis offered, and beyond their humble kingdom. “I just… miss here.” He said, quietly, yet sincerely.
Approaching, Opeli placed a comforting hand on Callum’s shoulder. “You loved her, didn’t you?”
Closing his eyes, the prince lowered his head as he sighed heavily. “I did,” he confessed before snorting, “but I guess the feelings were one-sided. Because you don’t just leave someone you love for three years without explanation or goodbye.” Raising his head and looking at his faint reflection in the window, he chuckled softly. “Sorry, I bet the last thing you want to hear is my love life. First Claudia, now Rayla. Pretty pathetic, I know—”
“Nonsense!” Opeli quickly reassured, causing Callum to look at her with surprise. “You were a boy who tried winning the attention of a strong mage and an accomplished elven assassin. Whereas you? Um, well, you were…”
“A boy who didn’t understand how to do magic, could barely lift a sword, and who hid behind sarcasm rather than face reality?”
“Well, yes,” Opeli said before giving him a warm smile that made his heart beat faster, and his gut began to knot pleasantly. “But that was you as a boy. You’re a man now, one who has devoted himself to becoming the best mage in our kingdom. Your training with Soren and Corvus has gone smoothly, and… you’ve matured into a handsome young man that seems to have won the attention of many girls.”
Clearing his throat at that reminder, Callum blushed before shaking his head. “Yeah, well, the last time I pursued girls, it didn’t work so well for me,” because Opeli could consider the possibility that he no longer had an interest in girls, Callum continued, “instead, I think women are where I should look towards, in terms of affairs of the heart.”
“Really? And has there been anyone who has caught your attention?”
Callum knew it was a gamble; he didn’t want to ruin his standing relationship with Opeli. But couldn’t deny how he felt for her. Swallowing down his nerves, he took a deep breath and nodded.
“I have. You, Opeli.”
Before the older woman could respond, Callum moved in and kissed her. With her eyes widened in shock, as her brain registered the fact that Prince Callum was kissing her. Opeli wanted to object and say that this was wrong. But she couldn’t, because she, too, had developed feelings for the prince. Oh, she knew it was inappropriate, but watching him grow and mature, as well as watching him silently suffer from a hurt heart because of Rayla’s sudden disappearance, made Opeli want to be there for not just King Ezran but also be a pillar of support and encouragement for Prince Callum.
Callum, sensing Opeli’s brief hesitation, broke his kiss and grimaced. “Oh, gods, I’m sorry,” he then attempted to leave, “I’m so stupid.”
“You’re not.”
Quickly silencing his fears, Opleli grabbed both of Callum’s hands with her own, squeezing gently, yet firmly to keep him focused on her. “You just took me by surprise, that’s all,” she smiled reassuringly. “I confess that I, too, have developed an attraction towards you, Callum.”
“Wait, what?!” His shocked tone and expression made Opeli smile and then laugh softly as he attempted to compose himself. “S-Since when?”
Shrugging, she confessed. “Honestly? Every day for the last three years. Seeing you commit yourself to growing stronger both as a mage and physically,” she began to list off: “helping the people of Katolis when they were ever in need, being a supportive brother to Ezran even though he’s king, and how you’ve been such a joy to be around.”
Taking in her words to heart, Callum chuckled softly in disbelief that this was actually happening. “I uh, I don’t know what to say, Opeli,” he said while lowering his gaze at their joined hands. “Truthfully, I was expecting many things when I took this leap of faith. But not… this.”
Smiling, Opeli voiced similar sentiments. “Well, now that our feelings are out in the open. What do you want to do about it?”
“Well,” he said, feigning consideration as his hands clasped her hips, “I have some things in mind.”
“Oh? Such as?”
Pulling her closer, Callum grinned. “This, for starters.”
He leaned in to kiss her again, and Opeli closed her eyes, returning his kiss. Her hands cupped his face as he pulled her flush against him. The experience of kissing someone like Opeli made Callum weak in the knees, because this woman has been loyal to both him and Ezran, she’s well respected within the kingdom, and someone who could be trusted to rule in the kingdom’s stead if the need arose.
Not to mention, she was as radiant as the moonlight bathing them both in its soft rays.
Momentarily breaking the kiss, Callum reached for the hood over her head, lowering it before sliding the robe off her body. Sensing her tension, the prince murmured. “Don’t be shy, Opeli,” caressing her cheek tenderly, he smiled. “We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to–”
“I do,” she said quickly, causing her to blush at her eagerness. “I just… this is just so new to me.”
Chuckling, Callum nodded in understanding. “Hey, if you think I have experience in this area, I don’t.” His smile was infectious, and Opeli returned it. “If it puts you at ease, I’ll go first.”
Reaching for his belt, he undid it, where it held several pouches as well as a holster holding his spellbook. Setting the utility belt on his desk, he began to remove the clothes on his upper body until his torso was bare, revealing his mature body. While still thin compared to men like Soren and Corvus, the prince was lean and toned.
“It looks as though your training with Soren and Corvus has paid off,” Opeli praised as she drank in the sight of Callum’s upper body.
Shrugging, Callum smiled. “I suppose it has,” he then approached the caramel-haired beauty and gestured to the rest of her clothes. “May I?
Reluctant at first, she looked into his gorgeous green eyes as she saw the pleading and desire shimmering within them. Deciding she couldn’t deny him, Opeli nodded and helped Callum remove what clothing stood in their path on the quest to reach bare skin. He reached for the silver circlet around her head, gently removing it and tossing it on top of her robe.
“Do you ever get a headache wearing that thing all day?” He asked, gesturing to the circlet. “It looks uncomfortable to wear.”
Laughing softly, Opeli shook her head. “Surprisingly, no. Well, not anymore,” she corrected before shrugging. “The first time wearing that thing felt like I had a vice over my head.”
“I can imagine.”
The atmosphere between the king’s advisor and the prince was comfortable, even as they continued to strip each other’s clothes until both were stark naked. Callum took in Opeli’s beauty and was left breathless. Her hair had been swept over her shoulder as she had removed the last of the clothes on her upper body, but she shook her head to get her hair back behind her. Those dazzling gray eyes of hers seemed to shimmer in the dim candlelight, and he could see she was both flushed from him devouring her with his eyes and from the rush of removing their clothes together. Her breasts looked so soft and supple, Callum could picture himself using those plush mounds as a pillow. And her mound bore a neatly trimmed triangle of caramel hair above her slickening folds.
She was the definition of perfection.
“Why don’t we take a seat?”
Opeli, now emboldened, offered. Taking Callum by his hand and leading him to his chair, and having the prince sit down. Reaching for the bent Opeli looming above him, Callum moaned softly as the older woman began kissing his sharp jawline before descending his throat and collarbone. “O-Opeli,” he gasped as she sank to her knees, now between his legs as she caressed his thighs while continuing to press kisses along his upper body. “Y-You… don’t have to–”
“I do, my prince,” she purred reassuringly. “All you have to do is… sit back and relax.”
Callum gripped both armrests as he watched Opeli’s kisses descend lower until she was eye level with his fully erect cock. Moaning as her hot breath ghosted his bobbing organ, Callum’s teeth sank into his lower lip as Opeli took hold of him by the base and pressed a kiss to his tip.
“O-Oh, gods!”
Callum let out a choked gasp at the contact of Opeli’s lips pressing against him. She then licked along the thick vein on the underside of his cock, and moaned, telling Callum that she was enjoying this just as much as he was. Calming her racing nerves, she licked him from base to tip two times before opening her mouth and taking him into her mouth, and slowly beginning to bob her head up and down. With the hand wrapped around the base of his cock, Opeli started to stroke what she couldn’t fit into her mouth.
“Opeli, ooh, yes!” Callum sighed as he sank back into his chair and watched this woman, who was like a mother to both him and Ezran, sucking his cock as though she was half-starved. “T-This… feels ama-Ahhh-azing!” He cried out as Opeli caressed his balls while continuing to suck him off.
Feeling the ache and heat growing between her legs, Opeli used her left hand, which had been groping one of her breasts, and slid down her body to touch herself in an effort to alleviate the pressure between her legs. Noticing this, Callum got her attention, causing Opeli to withdraw from his cock and look at him with questioning eyes.
“You’ve been serving me and Ezran for a long time, Opeli, and I’m grateful for it,” standing up, he helped the older woman to her feet and led her to his desk. “Why don’t you allow me to serve you?” Grabbing two handfuls of her pert backside, Callum gently laid the naked woman upon his desk, and the sight of Opeli splayed out on his desk while looking at him with hooded eyes aroused him further.
“Prince Ca-AHHHHH-llum!”
Throwing her head back as Callum dove in between her legs and began to lick along her slick folds, Opeli savored the sensation of having this handsome young man, who happened to be the Prince of Katolis, servicing her with almost a primal need, making Opeli mad with desire. It was clear he was inexperienced, not that she was either, but where he lacked experience, he certainly made up for it with enthusiasm.
“Yes, ohh, yes, my prince,” Opeli writhed in pleasure as she ground her hips against Callum’s ministrations. “That feels so-ohhh-good!” She hissed before moaning aloud as the prince threw one of her legs over his shoulders and delved deeper between her legs until his nose was pressed against her clit. “C-Callum!” She cried out as his actions grew in speed and intensity.
As Callum continued to please the woman writhing in his arms, his hands suddenly slid up her shaking, writhing body before kneading her breasts. Opeli cried out in approval as her own hands closed over his, causing them both to palm and squeeze the supple mounds. It felt too good to be true, to have this beautiful woman crying out his name in pleasure while he was the one who was reducing her to this state. But this wasn’t a dream or a fantasy; this was happening, and Callum was determined to make Opeli reach that blissful end.
“Yesyesyesyes!” She mewled out as she and Callum continued groping her chest. “C-Callum, I’m going to–AGHHHHH!”
Having been struck by the waves of pleasure, Opeli came while crying out in unadulterated bliss. Callum moaned as he lapped up her juices, groaning in delight at the taste of her nectar on his tongue. He continued to lick at her sopping folds, caressing her breasts before slowly sliding his hands to her curvy hips and then making purchase with her thighs. As much as she enjoyed the sensations of both her climax and Callum’s touch, she had to gently push him away from between her legs as oversensitivity set in.
“Sorry. Too much?”
Running a hand through her hair, Opeli sat up on her elbows and smiled at the prince. “Oversensitivty,” she said before raising a questioning eyebrow. “Are you sure you haven’t pleasured a woman before? Because that was amazing.”
Pride swelled within Callum as he grinned. “Nope. So far it’s just been you,” he reassured before wiping his wet face with the back of his hand. “Now, shall we begin the main event?”
Biting her lower lip in excitement, Opeli nodded before following Callum to a couch that was between two of the large bookshelves resting against the walls. The older woman splayed out along the couch before lying down flat on the plush cushions, and Callum had the sudden desire to draw her naked while she looked as though she wanted to devour him whole.
Another time, Callum thought. For now, there are more pressing matters to attend to.
Kneeling between Opeli’s spread legs, he grasped his cock, and gently pushed into silky wet folds until he was deep inside of her. Both lovers groaned at the sensation of each other, and for a moment, they savored the feeling. Opeli bit her lower lip as she urged Callum to move, once she had grown accustomed to having him inside of her. And oh, he was so big.
“Mmm,” Opeli moaned while looking deep into Callum’s eyes. “Go on, Callum. Give it to me.”
Rocking his hips in short, yet deep thrusts, Callum let out a throaty moan at the feeling of her wrapped around his cock; the heat engulfed him, and it made him pick up the pace. She did whatever she could to get him to go harder and faster: moaning in delight, her hands roaming over his shoulders and arms, and even playing with her breasts. All of which had the desired effect as Callum continued to bury himself deep inside of her until the lewd sound of slapping skin echoed in the room, not to mention the entwined moans and sighs of pleasure from both lovers.
Callum, feeling his end approaching fast, decided he wanted to try something to make Opeli feel good. Grabbing her ankles, he lifted her legs and pushed forward, almost like he was folding the woman in half, before he began to bury himself inside of her with fast, hard thrusts that left Opeli thrashing in pleasure.
“Yes! That’s it, Callum!”
Biting down hard on his lower lip, Callum continued to thrust, determined to give his lover all the pleasure she deserved before he felt her seize around his cock and let out a hoarse scream as she came. It was all too much for the prince to take–the look of Opeli’s flushed face as she reached her climax, her sex squeezing him like a vice, and the heat–soon caused Callum to spill his seed deep inside of Opeli.
“O-Oh, gods! Opeli, I’m so sorry!” Callum blurted out, suddenly realizing that he had come inside of her without her consent. “I didn’t mean to… n-not inside of you, and I–mphh!”
Opeli stopped his ramblings by pulling him down for a deep, passionate kiss. Before he could return her kiss, she broke it and murmured against his ear. “If I’m being honest, Callum, I want to have children of my own. I don’t want to miss out on the pleasures of being a mother just because I allowed my duties to the kingdom to consume me,” reaching up to caress his cheek, Opeli smiled warmly at the surprised, yet relieved Callum. “Is that all you’re worried about, my prince?” Her tone was teasing, yet playful.
“Uh, no. Nothing else is coming to my mind,” he said with a smile. Still holding her gaze, he eyed her naked form before giving her a hopeful look. “So, are you up for another round?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”