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"Please, L-Lucien. Let me in... Instead of pushing me away, why not let me in. Is it because of the Mistress's condition? Do you want to free her? Is it something I did wrong?" She pleaded.
He pulled away from her. "Leave me alone." He ordered coldly.
A sentence has never hurt before, than these three cold words the King said to her. Danika let her hand drop helplessly.
"Okay. I will leave you alone." She capitulated in a soft, but sorrowful voice. What is wrong with him?
She turned to leave...
He whirled around and faced her.
She stopped suddenly, seeing the intense look in his eyes. Lethal, cold, hard and sorrowful all at once. Like a wounded feral wolf.
She took a step back. It was terrifying. She took another step back.
His eyes narrowed at
919 word(s) Published 237 Danika let out a startled cry when she suddenly found herself pressed against the wardrobe and caged by the King. One moment, she was on her way to the door, the next, she was caged to the wall. He crowded her personal space, standing so close that all she sees...all she smells...is him. Then, he was kissing her. His lips landed on hers and his hand slid from her chin to graze through her hair. His fingers clenched, fisting her hair as electricity arced between them. "Danika...!" Her lips were forced apart with the motion and as his tongue shot inside. She was mildly scared at his intensity, but at the same time, she felt a great wave of relief as if she'd finally come home. His torso pressing against hers, his arm came off the wardrobe from behind her and wrapped around her waist in a merci
1042 word(s) Published 238 The King was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed. He closed his eyes, looking angry and pained at the same time. "What have you done to me, Danika...?" She has no idea what he was talking about, but all her hurt, confusion and mild anger at his treatment of her earlier, melted away like the wind. Silence descended on them. They stared at each other for several long seconds. Then, she raised her hand. Outstretched...reaching out to him. His eyes remained closed. Time stretched... Deep blue eyes opened at last and found hers. "I fear that if I touch you this night, I will take all you have to give and it will not be enough. And I will demand for more...so much more..." His throat worked in a tight swallow, "I fear that if I take you the way
1156 word(s)Published239"Yes. I'm fine."As he pulled back, his face came close to her stomach and he paused. His face lost most of it's hard lines as he stared at the swollen bump of his child. Then, he lowered his head and kissed their baby.Tears stung her eyes. He hasn't made that display since yesterday, she didn't realize how much it hurt and bothered her until he did it. Her hands squeezed the bedding to keep from cradling his head close to her."Our child belongs to us." He groaned, his eyes on her stomach, "He will always belong to us.""Yes.""But, you belong to me. No other man." Even if it's for tonight."Yes. I belong to you." Emotions tightened her throat. The thought of belonging to any other man who's not him repulsed her.Then, he rose and undressed in swift movements. I
997 word(s)Published240Gripping her hips in his hands, he looked up and found her eyes hot on him. "You like that?""Y-Yes," Danika panted.He did it again. He swiped his tongue up and down, and barely aware that he was probably bruising her hips where he held her, he ran his hands down and then up to hold the essence of her open to him.Her taste, her scent were a lure he couldn't deny, and he knew now, his craving for her would never go away. Damnation.Wanting more, the King trailed his fingers up to the silk of a nipple and tugged at it, running it between his fingers and thumb until it turned into such a turgid little peak that it almost drove him crazy.She made the mewling noise in the back of her throat again and lifted her hips, begging him for more. He complied, trailing his hand back down, and with his teeth tugging a
954 word(s)Published241Danika woke up by mid morning at the persistent pull in her bladder. She rose reluctantly and walked to the bathroom.When she came back to her bedroom, she laid back on the bed. She looked around the empty room, her eyes glassed over with memories of the night before.At the emptiness of the room, she'd almost—for a second—thought she imagined it. But the pleasant ache of her body dismissed the thought as quickly as it began.A smile touched her lips. A blush made it's way to her cheeks. Last night was most beautiful!A knock came at the door. Baski's head stuck in, she was wearing a beautiful smile on her face. "You're awake, thank Goodness. I have checked on you countless times!""Nooo..." Danika buried her face on the bed and groaned out, "You can't be the first person I see this morning. I
1017 word(s)Published242Danika stood in front of the court. The ointment and herbs Baski gave her helped a lot to ease the ache in her body, but dread filled her belly. Her throat so closed up, she can only swallow tightly.Memories of the second to the last time she was here threatened to overwhelm her.Sally. Her poor Sally. These Kings had unleased their animalistic lustful demands on her small body, they'd almost killed her Sally, thinking they had Cone's daughter.. By God's bones, she misses Sally so much.The door opened and a guard matched out. She peered inside, it only increased her dread. Four Kings. Those four Kings she knows very well were there.How many other Kings were there? What is happening today?"You have to go inside, My Lady." A male voice said behind her.She turned back to see the gua
887 word(s) Published 243 The King paused, everywhere in majestic silence. He finished in repeat, "I crown you, the new Queen of Mombana!" There were gasps everywhere. No one expected it. No one expects a King to ever give back a land he conquered. The other Kings were more dumbstruck. Danika stood in a trance while the King's words replayed themselves in her head over and over again. A free woman...? A Queen...? There's a crown on her head. Tears filled her eyes. By the gods...! "Are you sure this is what you want to do, King Lucien? Give her back her family's throne?" King Phillip asked curiously. King Moreh and King Pasih are not looking happy about this development at all. King Lucien overlooked them and stared at King Phillip. "I already gave it." He replied smoothly, turned away from Dani
1080 word(s)Published244Sally was sad. She stared at her husband who was making a fire in the kitchen, her heart felt heavy with burden.Isn't it time she gets pregnant yet? This question bothers her greatly.She has been in marriage with her husband for five months now. Shouldn't she be with his child now? Am I a barren womàn?Tears burned the back of her eyes and she sniffled.Chad heard the familiar sound, he swiveled his head to her direction. The relaxation of his face was replaced by sadness immediately.He left the woods and walked to her, "My dear wife. Don't.""I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She rushed out, "I shouldn't be doing this. I just can't help myself."He took her small hands into his, "I just want you to be happy, Dear Wife. Your increasing sadness everyday