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The Journey	By : beautifullysevere Category: A through F > Divergent (series) > Divergent (series) Views: 2286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Based on the world of Divergent, which I do NOT own. Anything familiar is clearly not mine. The rest is mine though, so please don't use it without my knowledge. Thank you. Also, no money/profit is made from this story.

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Freya took the long way back to her rooms, escorted by one of the Dauntless Proper guards. She didn't know him, an older gentleman, but she was thankful that he didn't seem to mind that she was wandering aimlessly through the compound. The whole way back she was trying to figure out how and when to tell Eric that she accepted. While she was absolutely certain of her choice, even more so after speaking with Niro and parents, she was still incredibly nervous about the reality of it. After all, she had never been in a relationship. She had never even kissed a boy.
It had been nearly two hours since she had snuck out of the ball with Niru by the time she made it back to her suite. She could hear the heavy rock music thumping inside her living quarters as she approached the door. She was slightly surprised that Eric had waited up for her but glad that he had. She thanked the gentleman that had escorted her home and entered her quarters. Locking the door behind her. She turned around and nearly vomited at the sight in front of her. Eric was sitting on the couch, he had changed out of his formal wear and into a pair of grey sleep pants and nothing else. He was holding a large bottle of whiskey that was a third of the way gone. This wasn't what bothered her though. What nearly crushed her was the fact that he was grinning like a madman watching two women dance in just their underwear in front of him. They were grinding on each other, kissing and licking each other, all while giving Eric their best 'come get me' looks. He didn't even look at Freya as she quickly went to her room, closing the door behind her.
She leaned against her door trying to calm her breathing down. What the fuck was he doing? Hadn't he just offered for her? Why the fuck would he bring women back to their rooms when he said that he had wanted her? What the hell?!
Ok, calm down Freya. Think through this logically. Why would he behave this way? she said to herself as she began pacing her room. What happened after his offer? He couldn't possibly be that angry that I didn't accept right away. So after the offer, I got a drink, talked to Tori, got the shit scared out of me by Niru, danced with him, went.....oh fuck! He thinks that I snuck off with Niru to go have a reunion fuck. He thinks that we are involved. That has to be it.
What to do now? Oh, I know damn well what I am going to do. She thought to herself evilly. She quickly changed out of her dress and into a short black nightgown and a pair of black lace underwear. She then stormed out her room, towards the offending females. They were clearly belligerently drunk as they didn't even notice her coming towards them. Eric didn't know she was in the room until she had rounded the side of the couch. She stood close to the women, whose names he couldn't remember, with her arms crossed in front of her chest and a barely contained glare on her face.
"Time to leave ladies." She said, trying to sound calm and collected.
"What?" One of them spoke, while still dancing, but at least looking at Freya. "We don't want to leave, the night is just getting good."
"Yeah", the other one said. "We haven't even got to see Eric naked yet, we're not going anywhere."
"Yeah, I need that huge cock inside me before I leave." said the first female again.
The women went back to completely ignoring Freya and trying to seduce Eric into taking them.
"Oh, no, it's time to go.....now!" Freya said as she grabbed both women by the hair and practically dragged them to the door, opening it and shoving them out into the hall.
"But we're naked!"
"Give us our clothes at least!"
"Nope, I tried to be nice. You disrespected your Princess. Enjoy your walk of shame in your underwear whores, and to be clear...you are never to be anywhere near my quarters ever again. Understood."
"Ye....yes Princess," They said, now terrified and the venom and loathing coming from their Princess, and scurried off down the hall.
Freya slammed the door and locked it. Then walked over to the heap of clothes that belonged to the women and threw them into the fire that was going in the fireplace.
"What the fuck Princess! That was my entertainment for the evening that you just threw out on their ass. You had no right!" Eric said standing from the couch.
Freya snapped her head in his direction glaring at him with the jealousy he had caused. "Sit down!" she commanded, leaving absolutely no room for him to mistake what she said as anything but the command it was.
Eric sat, still seething, and took a swig from his bottle. Freya went over to him and snatched the bottle out of his hand and threw back a drink of her own before speaking.
"How dare you offer for me then bring two whores back to my rooms! That is completely unacceptable!" She said staring at him.
"Completely unacceptable? How about you not accepting my offer right away like you should have considering you want me...then running off to fuck the great and powerful Niru! He was supposed to be your mentor, not your lover. I have half a mind to kill the bastard for taking advantage of you when you were clearly underage."
"First of all, I have every right to wait to accept your offer. I could wait the full three years until my 21st birthday if I wanted to. Second, I didn't sneak off to fuck Niru. And lastly, you have zero say in who I'm allowed to fuck and who I'm not until I decide to accept your offer. I knew Niru well before I even met you so what does it matter what he and I did or didn't do? And you know damn well that the age of consent is 16 so don't even try that underage bullshit on me."
Eric growled at her. "It matters because you're mine."
"For me to be yours, you have to be mine in return Eric." She said ceasing her yelling, setting the bottle down on the table next to the couch, and walking to stand directly in front of Eric. So close that her legs nearly touched his knees. "And I don't like whores thinking that they have a right to what is mine." She growled back at him.
"So the question is Eric, are you mine?" She said looking down at him.
She saw the momentary internal struggle on his face. The struggle to admit he belonged to someone. He was ever the Alpha male. "Yes, Freya."
She smirked down at him, and place one knee on each side of his hips. Straddling him as she took her place on his lap. Her nightgown riding up to her hips. She took his hands in hers so as to keep them from touching her and controlling the situation just a bit longer. She could already feel his cock twitching to life. His jaw muscles twitching right along with it.
"Are you sure Eric?" She said seductively, or she hoped it sounded seductive. She had never really done this beyond practicing with the other Princesses at the monastery, and that had always ended in a fit of giggles. There was no giggling here though. This was completely serious and with great purpose tonight.
She took his hands and ran them over her collar bones, her breasts, down her sides, and then let them rest on her hips. "Are you sure you can handle this?" She asked, letting go of his hands. He instantly gripped her waist tightly.
"Yeessss." He growled.
Freya raised her arms and took the pins out of her hair. She let it fall then shook it out a little. Eric could barely contain himself. Her hair was long and with the curls in it looked absolutely wild. She was too damn sexy for her own good. Since she hadn't denied her involvement with Niru during her initiation cycle he assumed that she wasn't a virgin and he was secretly a bit grateful that he wouldn't have to go too slow with her. If he said he wasn't a little disappointed that he wasn't going to be her first he would be lying though. Oh well, she's mine now.
He buried his hands in her hair after she shook it out and pulled her face down to his intended to finally kiss her, but she stopped him.
"Ah, ah. Not yet mister. I'm the one in control here right now." She leaned in and left a trail of kisses along his jaw and neck, all the while slowly moving against him. Feeling his hardness, all of it. "And I'm not sure you deserve to fuck me tonight." She said, continuing her assault on his neck.
"I'll stop when you tell me to....but just know....you are playing with fire Freya."
"Fire huh?" She said leaning back a bit to look at him. "Well let's see how far I can go without getting burnt then huh?" She smiled wickedly. She grabbed the bottom of her nightgown and started to pull it up, then stopped about halfway up her stomach. "Did you want to do the honors, Eric?" She asked
"Fuck yes!" He said grabbing at the offending material.
"Ah, ah. Say please." She said to him
"No."
"Well if you aren't going to be polite then I suppose I'll just have to go to bed." She said, preparing to slide off his lap.
He quickly grabbed her waist pulling her up against him. "Arg! Fuck! Fine! May I see you Princess......please"
"There," she giggled, "that wasn't so hard now was it."
"Oh, you are going to find out what's hard my dear Freya." He replied, practically ripping her nightgown up and over her head. "Holy FUCK! You are beyond amazing." He said and pulled her face down to his, not letting her resist any longer. He crushed his lips against hers. Both their worlds stopped in that moment. Neither had ever experienced such a feeling as when their lips finally met.
Freya was lost in a swirl of feeling and emotion. So this is what kissing is like, goodness what is the rest going to be? Can I really handle it? Maybe this is just what kissing Eric is like. Either way, she never wanted it to end. She completely surrendered her mouth to his assault. Taking in everything that he deemed fit to give her.
Fuck! This girl will be the death of me. Eric was no innocent, not by a long shot. However, in this moment, he felt as though he had never properly kissed anyone before. Never had he felt something so intense, so complete, so right. He knew now, without a doubt, that they were made for each other. Nothing else could explain this feeling of wholeness and electricity coursing through him. After his initial attack on her lips, he eased up a bit, realizing that he was being overzealous and probably hurting her. He moved his lips across hers, over and over, trying to map out every detail of her lips. Tasting them, feeling them. She was not of this world, he was sure of it. She felt too good, tasted too good. He slid his tongue into her mouth, needing more. He knew that she must be feeling the exact same because there was zero resistance or hesitation on her part. She willing let him guide her wherever he wanted.
Her moans and gasps were driving him insane. She was too responsive for her own good. Eric was trying to go slow, to savor this, to let her get used to him. She may have had other lovers before him, but Eric was known to be a bit much even for the most experienced of women. He couldn't help himself though as his hands left her hair and traveled down her neck, making her shiver. Across her collar bones, lightly down her sides, the tips of his fingers ghosting over the outside of her breasts before moving on to grip her hips and forcefully pull her down into his hardness. Successfully letting her feel exactly what she was doing to him. He slowly rolled his hips up into her, never breaking the contact of her lips.
Freya couldn't take it. It was too much. His lips, hands, and now feeling just how much he wanted her pressed into her lower body. She would be lying if she said feeling him, how hard he was already, how large she could only assume he was from what she could feel of him, didn't make her extremely nervous. However, the nervousness did nothing to cool down the fire burning inside her. Him rolling his hips into her was driving her mad. He rolled into her again, hitting a new spot and she detached her mouth from his, throwing her head back with a gasp and a deep moan.
Eric used this opportunity to move his kisses to her neck and following the trail of his down to her breasts. He was lightly kissing the outside of her breast when he felt her tense slightly and nearly stop breathing. Her body began to shake. He chalked this up to simple excitement rather than the nervousness that it actually was. She practically drew blood with her nails digging into his shoulders when he finally sucked in a nipple to his heavenly mouth.
"Oooo....Er...oh that feels amazing...." Freya moaned out. "How....oh...please don't stop."
"Oh, my dear Freya" he chuckled at her reactions "I don't ever intend on stopping." Eric continued on his ministrations. Laving one nipple than moving onto the next. All the while gripping her hip and grinding into her core. He could feel the heat radiating off of her, and her cunt was soaking both her underwear and his pants. He couldn't believe how reactive she was. It was amazing.
Eric had moved back up to her neck. Kissing, sucking and lightly biting. Whispering in her ear as he pet her body. Stealthily working his way down her stomach, inching closer to underwear. He rubbed the outside of her panties, feeling how wet they were. He growled into her ear.
"Fuck Freya...you are so damn wet. You've soaked us both."
All she could do was moan in response. She was so lost in all the feelings coursing through her that she barely registered his words, and she certainly didn't suspect his next move. He continued to rub her through her underwear. His palm grinding into her clit as he moved his hand up and down. Each time he pulled his hand up he brought it a little farther up so that his fingertips barely touched the edge of her underwear on the upstroke. So she was caught completely off guard when on his next stroke down his fingers slid underneath her panties finally touching her bare cunt.
Freya nearly jumped out of her skin. She wasn't prepared for her bodies reaction to him finally touching her down there. She instantly orgasmed. As soon as she came down from her high the force of her reactions and him finally touching that part of her left her nearly paralyzed with fear. It was like someone had just thrown a bucket of ice water on her. She quickly scrambled off his lap.
"I'm sorry Eric...I'm so sorry...I just...I can't. I'm sorry." She stuttered out and then darted into her bedroom. Leaving a very stunned Eric in her wake.
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