Hawke And His Princess Chapter 29

Heading back to the farm.

Elayne woke the next morning dreading the day. She looked over at Hawke's pillow and found a rose laying there. She couldn't help but think how sweet and romantic he was as she brought it up to smell it.

"Morning my sweet angel," she heard him say in her head. "Hope you slept well darling, you got a busy day ahead of you, we leave tomorrow." She could hear and feel the excitement in his voice. They were heading back to his home tomorrow. "Our home, Elayne, it's no longer my home, it's ours, my beautiful wife."

"Morning to you, my handsome husband," she said as she stretched. "Why do I have to be up so early, I don't want to go practice with the men this morning. I'll practice with you later on," she pouted.

"Elayne Hawke, get your sexy rear up and get dressed. If I have to be out here patrolling with the men, then you can go and put in some sword training. Trust me, I'd rather be back with you in bed instead of out here. This is absolutely boring. But your father insisted I learn the layout of the land with the men, which I don't understand because this isn't my home. But most importantly you need to put in some practice."

"You're mean," she said as she pouted some more, then she got a delicious thought in her head.

"Elayne, behave yourself, I'm not alone here," he growled as she started lightly running the rose down her body.

"Remember baby, you promised you wouldn't put up the wall between us. Since you insisted I train with the men today, this is my payback to you," her voice was becoming sultry as her hands started rubbing along her body. She slowly made her way to her breasts, imagining it was his hands as she twisted and pulled her nipples. She felt her body stirring as a tugging feeling with heat ran down to between her legs. One hand headed down in that direction. Her fingers became wet with her arousal when they got to their destination and started rubbing along her clit, as another moan of ecstasy escaped.

"Elayne, stop please," he whispered huskily. She imagined his hot breath at her ear, and she whimpered as her fingers started moving faster. Her hips rose up, her whimpers becoming louder as she pushed her fingers inside her. With each plunge, she tightened around her them and started moving them faster as her mind imagined his mouth being there, her hips bucked wildly. "Hawke," she panted as she reached her peak and exploded on her fingers, saturating them with her juices.

She laid back on the bed, exhilarating at the feeling of being relaxed as she came down from her release. It hadn't completely taken the edge off. Only he could do that, but it was enough. She still felt him in her head. She could also feel that he was rock-hard and his hunger for her. She knew the predicament he was in, especially being on a horse, as she heard him growling at her. She got up and started getting dressed, feeling a little vindicated. She knew there was going to be payback later, but she found herself looking forward to it. She heard him growling in her head again as she headed off to practice with a smile on her face.

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Patrol was absolutely pure torture for him. He couldn't get his body to relax no matter what he tried to focus on.

"Lord Hawke, are you looking forward to heading home to the farm tomorrow?"

Hawke turned his head to Larry, "very much so, I like it here, but I also like the solitude the farm gives me. I'm not used to being around so many people all the time." He looked over at both Larry and Mark. "You both are aware that we'll be leaving early tomorrow, right? Bryce told me that we can get home in one day if we push it. Yes, it'll be late when we get there, but we can make it. I'll make sure we have what we need for provisions on the way there, but we won't be stopping unless it's a necessity."

"We'll be ready, my Lord, that you can count on," Larry said, then gave a slight nod to Mark.

Hawke caught the look between his two men. "Gentlemen, is there something I should know?"

"There's another soldier that would like to join you, my Lord," Mark said. "We've trained with him. He's a good loyal soldier and knows how to follow orders. His name is Andy, and you may have seen him a few times with us. And like us, he has no family that keeps him tied down here, and we know you're looking for more men."

Hawke looked at his men. It was true that he wanted more men to protect his family and home. "Let me think about it, I won't be making any decisions until I get back from my trip. Did he tell you guys why he wants to join me? Once the wedding is over with I plan on spending more time at the farm."

"Like us, he sees the way you act and carry yourself, the way you treat others, the way you see life. There's honesty and truthfulness in your words and actions. You have a clear sense of right and wrong. He's also heard the rumors coming from Lothering. He's seen you sparing with the other men. He also saw the way you were with James."

Hawke tensed in anger at hearing that name. Since Carver's head wound, Hawke hadn't seen him, and there still hadn't been any word on who had caused his brothers' injury. He felt Elayne wrap her arms around him, sending him her love.

"Well, gentlemen, like I said, I want to wait until I come back from my trip before I make any decisions."

He was glad to see that the Castle was just up ahead. He looked up at the sun. It was well past noon, and he still needed to do his individual training with Elayne. He could feel her aches and pains from her sword training with the soldiers, but he knew that wouldn't stop her from wanting to continue with her individual training. He was proud of her. She was so determined to keep on doing this. She felt she had to do this not only for herself but for him. He'd tried telling her that she didn't need to prove anything to him, that he was already proud of her, but she wouldn't listen to him. It wasn't necessarily about how proud he was. It was more about becoming equal with him.

After making his patrol report to Bryce he headed to the kitchen to grab something to eat and was greeted by Nan as she came over to give him a hug and of course she had to pat and pinch his cheek. "You're such a sweet boy, so good to my precious Elayne, you make her so happy. Here, I saved some food for you, Elayne said you were on patrol with some of the Teyrns men." She handed him a heaping plate full of food. "Now scoot, get out of my kitchen, young man."

He chuckled as he went to the dining room to eat. After he was finished with his meal and dropped off his empty plate, he told Nan thank you and gave her a kiss on her cheek, which made her day. He headed out to where Elayne was already practicing her forms.

She looked over at him, "are you going to join me, or are you just going to stand there ogling me?" She asked with a mischievous grin on her face.

"I don't know yet, princess. I haven't decided what to do with you. Keep doing your forms. You're getting better."

After practice, Elayne sat there watching him as he sparred with a couple of men. Where he got the energy from she didn't know, she herself was sore and exhausted. He'd taken some of the soreness away, but she didn't want him to completely remove it all.

She needed to go check on Alice and Nan and make sure everything was going to be ready for tonight. She had plans for them, something special. "Hawke, I have some things to take care of, I love you, baby," she said in his mind.

"I love you too, Elayne. I have to grab a few things from town, but I'll be up there shortly. Remember, we leave early tomorrow."

She headed into the castle. After ensuring everything was prepared, she went to their room to get ready for that night. Trying to keep this from him was a lot harder than she thought because of their bond, but so far, she thought she was doing a good job.

After his sparing match, he headed to town to grab a few things for home plus an outfit for tonight. She was going to have to figure out how to hide her secrets from him better, but he wasn't going to spoil it for her. He went into the men's dress shop, picked up a few things, and then headed back to the castle. After he cleaned himself up downstairs, he headed to see the girls.

"Papa Arik, you look so handsome," Rose said as she came running up to him. He leaned down and hugged the girls.

"You girls being good?"

"Yes, papa Arik," they both chimed together.

"You two remember the conversation we had yesterday, right? Elayne and I have to take off for a bit, but we'll be back. You girls will still have your grandma's and aunts and uncles here, so there's no need to worry, okay, sweethearts?"

"I know, Papa Arik, I'm going to miss you though, we love you, Papa."

His heart about burst with the love he had for these two girls. He hugged them to him and kissed their foreheads. "I'll miss you both too, and I love both of you very, very much, my precious angels. Remember to be good." He walked out of the room before he lost it completely.

He felt Elayne reaching out to him, wrapping her arms around him, "I love you so much, baby. Why don't you come to our room. I got a surprise for you, my love."

Making sure he was composed, he walked upstairs. When he walked in, he was floored. She had out done herself. There were candles throughout the room, the table was beautifully decorated with flowers, and set for a party of two. He looked over at the stairs and watched her walking down them, wearing a blue dress that molded itself to her.

He groaned when he saw her, "Elayne, you are absolutely breathtakingly beautiful." He couldn't keep his eyes off of her. She was stunning.

When she walked downstairs and saw him standing there, his eyes penetrated hers, piercing her with his gaze, making her pulse quicken, fire racing through her body. She couldn't help but notice how sinfully sexy he was standing there. He was so lethal, so powerful, and so beautifully handsome. Before she even realized it, she was standing in front of him, her hand on his shirt tracing down his chest, following the hard contours of his heavily muscled body. He was a magnificent specimen, utterly breathtaking. She glanced up at him, his eyes fixed on hers, his gaze burned over her, hot, possessive, hungry.

He put his hand to the back of her head, releasing her golden curls as they cascaded into his hand. He inhaled her scent, taking the smell of her in, the feel of her silky hair in his hands, her soft skin under his fingertips.

She felt the gentle brush of his fingers on her face, as she leaned into it. How did he do that? With the lightest caress of his fingers trailing across her face, his smoldering blue eyes gazing down at her, she felt the rush throughout her body.

"Elayne," he whispered, his voice a husky rasp, his breathing heavy.

The way he said her name sent fiery desire racing through her body. She could barely manage to breathe when she looked into his beautiful eyes that kept drawing her in, seeing the intensity of his desire. He didn't move. She reached up, putting her hand on his face, tracing the outline of his perfectly sculpted features with her fingers, tracing his lips, her other hand pulling him down to her. Their faces were inches apart, she shared his breath, quick and warm. She was so close to him that her eyes could scarcely focus on his. With her hand behind his head, she pulled him closer. She slowly brought his lips to hers, running her tongue across his.

Groaning, he pulled her tight against him, opening his mouth to her probing. Need slammed into him, hard, urgent, and painful. His hands slid up and down her, feeling her creamy smooth skin under them, all thought leaving him except for her. His hands reached behind her, pulling the strap that kept the top of her dress together, releasing her breasts. His mouth still on hers became more urgent as his hand slid down to her bare breast. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers brushed her nipple, her hips brushing against his hard arousal.

His mouth released hers and glided down to the nipple that his hand was just at. Again, she moaned, her body pushing harder against him. Needing to touch more of her, his hand trailed down to the slit in her dress until he touched her between the legs. He moaned with her nipple still in his mouth, his fingers sliding deep into her hot, wet tight sheath. He almost lost it right there as he felt her tightening hard around him, her juices soaking his fingers. He felt her hands unbuttoning his pants, releasing him as his fingers slid in and out her.

Her warm, soft hands gripped him tightly, sliding up and down the length of him, his breathing becoming more frantic as he moaned again. He removed his hand from between her legs, his mouth from her breast, going to her neck, gliding to her ear as he grabbed her around the waist.

"Baby, I need to feel you wrapped around me now, please forgive me," his voice gravelly with desperation as he moved the bottom of her dress aside and picked her up and slammed her down onto him. He threw back his head growling as she tightened around him. Wanting to release himself into her right then, he was able to hold back until he felt her again tightening around him, her legs and arms gripping him tighter, their thrusts becoming more wild, more urgent. His mouth demanding as he claimed hers, he thickened around her, with one final thrust deep up inside her. He released himself into her just as she reached her own peak, gripping him tightly, his mouth covering her scream.

He stood there with her in his arms, gazing into her eyes, seeing the dreamy look on her face. He carried her over to the couch with him still buried in her, feeling little spasms going through her body, making her tighten around him. Before he sat down with her on the couch, she was already sliding her hips up and down him, her hands tearing at his shirt, trying to get at his bare chest. After sitting down with her, helping her remove his shirt, he pulled her dress off of her completely. Both his hands went to her breasts, her nipples between his fingers, her hands went to his shoulders, her hips started grinding harder against him. He watched her as she threw back her head, moaning, her chest thrusting forward. He took a nipple into his mouth, and she tightened harder around him before releasing on him, her juices gliding down the length of him.

He pulled her down to him, nuzzling his face into her neck. "How are you feeling, my hot sexy little wildcat," he whispered huskily into her ear, making her body shudder along him again. He pulled her up off of him and turned her around on her hands and knees. He got up behind her as he slowly glided into her, watching himself sliding more and more into her until he was buried deep into her. He closed his eyes, luxuriating at the feel of her tightly hot sheath wrapped completely around him.

"Bloody hell baby, you feel so good wrapped around me," he whispered hoarsely. He reached underneath her rubbing her clit as he started sliding in and out. Moaning, she thrust her hips back, meeting him. He felt her tighten around him, her hips thrusting faster, and he started slamming himself harder and deeper into her. He took her over and over in this position, loving the sounds of her whimpers and cries each time she would release around him, until he felt himself thicken around her as she grasped around him tightly. He pulled her up to him, his mouth claiming her scream as their bodies exploded together.

Finally relaxed, he pulled her down beside him, and she turned around facing him, resting her head on his arm. Her hand went to his chest, her eyes going to his watching him. His heart started beating faster at the love that was pouring out of her. He leaned down and lightly kissed her lips.

"You are so beautiful, angel. I thank the Maker every day for bringing you into my life, I love you so much, baby."

She smiled at him, snuggled closer, her hand going to his face, tracing his mouth, "I love you too, my handsome husband. You complete me baby, heart, body, and soul."

His mouth claimed hers, and they lost themselves in the kiss. Finally, he lifted his head up, "how about some of that delicious food I smelled earlier." She grinned at him and pulled him up with her, taking him to the table.

"This is beautiful, Elayne," he said as he looked around the room with the flowers and candles. "I see you tried to recreate the restaurant in Denerim."

She grinned at him, "this is only part of it, my love. You haven't seen upstairs yet, the bed, actually. Let's finish supper, and we can retire for the night, and I'll show you."

After dinner, she stood up and sat down on him, her lashes lowered, a sexy grin on her mouth, "you ready for desert baby, I have it upstairs my devilishly handsome husband," she said seductively, the tip of her tongue flicking out sliding along her lips. Groaning, he was instantly hard. He picked her up and carried her upstairs and set her down on the bed that had flower petals strewn all over it.

He noticed the pie that was heaped with cream sitting on her side of the bed. He looked at her in question, "why is the pie in here, darling?" She proceeded to show him why.

Hours later, both of the completely satisfied and spent, with her laying in his arms snuggled up to him, "I will never look at chocolate pie the same way again, you little vixen," he chuckled before his mouth took hers. After lifting his head, he pulled her closer to him, her eyes closing, her breathing becoming even as she drifted off to sleep.

He leaned down, whispering in her ear, "Sleep, sweet dreams, my beautiful angel, I love you baby," before he joined her.

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Early the next morning with Elayne by his side, they headed out. He couldn't help the excitement that raced through him, knowing they would be home by the end of the night.

After they got to the main road past West Hill, Elayne felt a little of Hawke's power as he masked his magic not only in himself but his swords. She had finally found out from him in Denerim that masking his magic did consume some of his mana the longer he held onto the spell, but he had reassured her it wasn't anything to worry about. It only took a miniscule of his power. Nobody could detect him, but she remembered how drained he was last time. This time, he had revealed that he would be taking the tiredness out of the horses before they started lagging. By then, he would be way past the Tower and past being detected.

He looked over at her, a grin on his face, "Elayne quit worrying, my love, everything will be fine, I promise." But she couldn't help but worry, remembering when he had overextended his power before and what it had done to him.

He reached over and grabbed Snowball's reins and tied them to Midnight's saddle. After slowing Midnight down a bit, he brought her over on his lap. "Elayne, my love, remember I have plenty of potions in Midnight's saddlebags. If it makes you feel better, I'll leave you in charge of when you think I'll need one. But make sure it's not until after we're way past the Tower. Now please relax, we're going to be home tonight."

He pulled her tighter against him, wrapping his arms around her, nuzzling his lips along her neck.

"I love you, baby," he whispered in her ear.

She felt the heat from his mouth spread throughout her body, making her shudder, and she moaned with pleasure. That was so not fair, she thought, pouting. He knew exactly how to turn her body to putty with a simple look, whisper, and touch.

When they started getting closer to the Tower entrance, her mind was firmly embedded into his. She felt him tense up as incredible power washed over him, not wanting to distract him she started to pull her mind from his. "Stay, you're keeping my mind occupied from focusing on the Tower and the power coming from it," he said in her head.