Once Upon a Steamy Night
Chapter Twenty-seven

Claire paced up and down in her room, her eyes glancing nervously at the door. It's been hours since her conversation with her father and yet she couldn't stop her thoughts from wondering if she would die without being able to seal the veil. She couldn't guarantee if her mom was there except for what the dragon woman said and the test she had seen.

But she was willing to take that risk if that would save her mother, she would use the last of her energy to seal the veil.

But that wasn't her problem right now. It was something more pressing.

She had been so wrapped up in her thoughts that she hadn't known when her party started and now, she had nothing to wear.

She already tried using magic to dress up, but her dark thoughts had clouded her magic and It gave her dark gloomy outfits while her elemental powers gave her leaves.

She had sent a magical message to Aiobel who was taking too long to arrive.

Finally, her door yanked open and Aiobel stepped in dressed in a beautiful purple dress. Her hair was curled and pinned up.

"You're ready because you'll be announced soon so...omg! You haven't dressed up!!" Aiobel gasped.

"I didn't see any dress and I can't conjure any," Claire mumbled.

"Have you unwrapped Liam's present?" She asked.

"How did you... never mind. I called you here to help."

"Unwrap the gift he asked you to unwrap before the party," Aiobel urged.

Muttering profanities under her breath at how Aiobel was guilt-tripping her when she should be preparing for her party she ripped open the pink box and gasped. The silky dress fell out with beautiful heels and everything she needed to dress up.

"How did I not know about this?!" She exclaimed.

"Because you never listen," Aiobel replied smugly.

Claire ignored her and dressed up. When she stared at her reflection in the mirror, she smiled.

She was dressed in a long pink gown with short sleeves. The gown hugged her body displaying her curves and showing a generous amount of her cleavage.

The small black heels fitted her legs comfortably and her hair was styled into a braided bun with her golden crown seating on it.

Her makeup was light and done flawlessly. She smiled, wiping away a stray tear rolling down her cheeks.

"He loves you so much, Claire," Aiobel gushed.

Claire nodded. "I know."

"It's time to go."

Claire followed Aiobel as she headed to the edge of the golden spiral staircase.

"Presenting the celebrant, Her Majesty, Princess Claire Adam Slytherin!" Aiobel announced with a courtesy.

The crowd cheered as she descended the stairs gradually and met her father at the bottom of the stairs.

He smiled at her and led her to her throne where she sat comfortably as the people bowed courteously.

Claire waved at them regally with a small smile as Morgana gave her an approving look. She stared at the crowd and saw Liam with the others in the front row. He blew her a kiss while Ryan winked at her. She glared at Ryan and smiled warmly at Liam.

"Let the festivities begin!"

For a few hours, Claire was occupied with watching the children perform a magical dance in honor of her birthday. There was a circus show by the older faeries.

A lot of people did different things to celebrate her birthday including Anede and Aiobel who announced their engagement and thanked her.

Ryan had rolled his eyes mentioning how many times he'd gotten hit by a softball. Scot had cracked a silly but funny joke, her father had told how proud he was to have her, and Morgana had told her she was a champion faerie. Then Liam came and started reading a poem he wrote specially for her.

The moment we met, I knew you were special.

We were strangers but it felt like I've known you my whole life.

Your transformation opened my eyes to reality.

A reality that without you I would be nothing.

Your eyes sparkle in the daylight.

The most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.

And when you get upset, even the wind is scared of you.

But in all, you remain my princess.

My priceless jewel.

I wouldn't trade you for anything in this world.

Ours is a love that will last for a lifetime.

When he finished reading the poem, tears filled her eyes and she raced down the small stairs flinging herself into his arms.

The crowd cheered and whistled, applauding as she kissed him with careless abandon.

"I love you, Liam."

"I love you more, princess."

Claire walked back to her seat walking on clouds. She was announced as the next person to give a speech so they could open the dance floor and start serving refreshments.

Claire mounted the podium and took a look at the millions of orbs staring at her, hope shining in their eyes.

"Thanks for an amazing birthday party, everyone," she began, "I'm just an ordinary girl like everyone else. I didn't prepare any speech to boost your confidence or mine. I might die before I can seal the veil but that can only happen if I go alone."

She stared at their faces and smiled.

"Fortunately, I've got an awesome team in all of you," she continued, "The fact that you all trust in me gives me an extra boost of confidence. I'm fucking scared because I don't know what to expect but you all gat my back and I'd do the same for you."

"Each of you sitting there are heroes, heroines, and survivors. I'm proud to say we're all gonna survive this and return victoriously!"

There was silence until...

"I'm a hero!" A little boy yelled.

The crowd gave her a standing ovation and Morgana hugged her, smiling.

"I'm proud of you," Adam smiled.

"It's time to open the dance floor, Princess," Aiobel announced.

Claire stepped onto the dance floor as Liam joined her.

"I pulled some strings and got them to play your favorite human song," Liam whispered.

Claire smiled as the soundtrack of John Legend filled the room and she began slowly dancing to All of me.

"This is amazing, Liam," she murmured, placing her head on his chest.

His arms encircled her waist as he pulled her closer. "You haven't seen anything amazing yet."

When the song changed to Perfect by Ed Sheeran, other faeries joined them on the dance floor.

After three more songs, Liam excused himself and she took a break from dancing.

"My princess," Anede gave her a slight bow.

"Don't be so formal, Anede," she chuckled.

He smiled as he handed her a short blade. "Happy birthday. It's equivalent to a hunter's blade but not quite."

"Thank you so much, Anede," she smiled at him.

Anede nodded and walked away leaving her alone with Ryan.

"Happy birthday," he smiled at her.

Claire smiled back. "Thank you."

"I got you something."

Claire shook her head when he opened the box and produced a gold pen.

"A pen? You're giving me a pen?"

He chuckled. "I knew you would react like this."

"What should I use a pen for? I'm not going to school, for now, Ryan."

Ryan pressed a button on the pen, and it turned into a dagger.

Claire gasped when it returned into a pen. "Cool."

"I know right," Ryan smirked.

Claire chuckled as she collected the dagger pen.

"Thank you."

"Where did your little boyfriend go?" Ryan asked looking around.

Claire frowned. Now that she thought about its Liam has been gone for a while. "Claire!"

Claire whirled around to see a giggling Aiobel.

"Two hormonal females," Ryan muttered and stalked off.

"Claire, Liam said it's time to unwrap the second box," Aiobel said, ignoring Ryan.

Claire's heart skipped a bit as she raced upstairs gathering her gown in her hands. She got to her room and took a moment to calm her racing heart.

Then she tore open the red box and blushed furiously as she picked out the red thong and red silky bra. She smiled when she saw the next nightdress in the box.

She then picked out the note in the box.

Take your time, princess.

She took a deep breath and entered the bathroom dipping herself into the bathtub filled with rose-scented water.

She had mixed the water before she left for her party and now she allowed it to soothe her skin and loosen her tensed muscles.

When she stepped out she dressed up in the lingerie he had gotten her and followed the trail of flowers just like he had said in his note.

The trail ended in front of his room door and she pushed the door open gasping at the sound. There were flowers everywhere including on the bed where the roses formed a single rose. Supercut by Lorde was playing in the background and through the dim light, she was able to make out Liam walking towards her.

He handed her a white rose and kissed her knuckles.

"You look amazing in that lingerie," he murmured.

She giggled blushing. "Thank you."

"I have something to tell you, Claire."

She placed a finger on his lips. "Kiss me."

"But Claire..."

Claire covered his lips and bit his bottom lips lightly. "You talk too much."

Liam chuckled before kissing her, plunging his tongue into her slightly parted lips as she moaned, and her tongue fought for dominance. His lips sucked at her neck and his teeth lightly grazed her soft spot on her neck.

He guided her to the bed, his hands roaming around her body as he ripped the nightdress open, tugging at the bra till they pulled away.

She took a moment to stare at her and smiled. She looked very beautiful and stunning as the moonlight shined on her.

He sucked her firm nipples massaging them gently and planting feather kisses on her stomach.

Claire felt her core tighten when he flicked his tongue over it and planted kisses on her legs.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured.

Claire gasped when she felt an intrusion In her opening. She moaned softly when his finger slipped in and out of her.

"You're fucking wet, princess," he murmured.

Claire arched her back as he inserted a second finger and she cried in pain which turned into pleasure. She tugged at his hair kissing him fiercely. "Make love to me, Liam. I want you!" She cried when she couldn't take the yearning she felt.

"Your wish is my command, my princess," he smirked.

"Less talking..."

She gasped when she felt something attempting to stretch her.

"You were saying?" He asked with a smirk.

"Ggff bgh strf," she mumbled, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.

"That's what I thought," Liam chuckled.

With one powerful thrust, he slipped into her tight pussy and even the walls of the castle couldn't contain her scream.

Liam lay very still on her allowing her to adjust to the new development before he began moving slowly in and out of her.

Soon, her cries of pain turned into moans of pleasure as she clawed at his back, tugged at his hair, and screamed his name before she found her release.

Intoxicated by how quickly she released, Liam threw caution to the wind and spilled inside her.

The moonlight shone on their naked bodies as they molded together as one deeply immersed into each other unaware of the outside world.

Or the upcoming betrayal.