I
Instead of heading toward his office in the hotel, King Timodore went back to the Glodeous Palace.
When he arrived in the Glodeous Kingdom, his wife, Queen Asalea was surprised to see him as he entered their bedroom.
“You are back so soon, my Love. Something wrong?” She asked with curiosity. She noticed his uneasiness and his anger at the same time.
King Timodore sat on the bed and nodded. “I decided to return here than head to my office.”
“Why? Something wrong happened?”
“Yes. A man in a Harley Davidson motorbike, chased me while I was on my way to the hotel. He fled when I u – turned to bump him.” King Timodore informed his wife whose forehead furrowed more.
“Who could he be?” She asked as if asking herself actually. All of a sudden, a name flashed through her mind. “Could it be that the culprit is the young Alpha King of the Ecleteon Kingdom?” she said, voicing out her guess.
King Timodore suddenly glanced at his Queen wife and as his eyes squinted. “That is a big probability. How brave he could be to try to attack me,” he said with eyes more squinting.
“I heard this new and young Ecleteon Alpha King fears no one. He is becoming known and notorious for being firm and sometimes heartless. His braveness is also being praised by most that met or knew him,” Queen Asalea told King Timodore, who just lifted his right eyebrow as if he does not care if the young Alpha King is the bravest of all.
“Then I will wait for our next meeting,” he said without any fear.
Queen Asalea looked at her husband with a worried face and King Timodore noticed her expression.
“Are you worrying, my Queen?” he asked with a furrowed forehead. Did his wife forget that he is one of the strongest vampires in their realm? He thought while still looking at his Queen.
“I do worry, but not because I thought that the young Alpha King of the Ecleteon Kingdom is more powerful than you, but because I love you and I don’t want you to be at risk in any way,” she stated explaining her thoughts. What if the young Alpha King would attack her husband treacherously? Something that he might be unaware of it and not ready?
Touched by her words, King Timodore reached for her right hand and kissed it. “Don’t worry or be afraid, my Love, I can take care of myself.” He cupped her face and kissed her gently.
The moment their lips met, the usual voltage of electricity that runs through their veins every time they kiss and touch suddenly has been awakened.
They looked at each other and smiled. Thereupon, King Timodore claimed her lips again deeper and more passionate this time.
II
He licked his lips in anticipation of what is in store for him in a while. He then removed all her clothes and threw them on the floor then pushed her gently on the bed. Thereafter, he made himself naked too and joined Queen Asalea, who was now curled up comfortable, naked at the center of the bed. His warm hands immediately came up to her right chest, cupping her soft mound thereon, kneading it before wrapping her taut nub into his moist, warm mouth.
Her hands immediately curled their fingers, on his hair, lightly pulling them as she elicited a breathy moan.
King Timodore then slid his hands down, his calloused palms caressing hotly her sensitive skin as he trails it down to the inside of her thighs. He blew warm air from his lungs into her skin, spreading jitters as he spreads her legs to accommodate him, his face smiling a bit as he held her thighs wider and slid his tongue into her sweet haven. She let out a moan as she also wrestled herself not to scream in delight as his tongue swirled deep inside her core, giving her such a feeling that made her so dizzy with ecstasy.
Her breathing turned ragged as she lied down, and pulled the pillow nearby and bit at it to muffle her loud sounds. Her body shook as he continued with his tongue, making gentle and circling strokes on her petals.
It wasn’t the first time she experienced something like this, but every time he do it, he squirmed with pleasure.
“Just a little more, my Sweet,” he breathed out to her in a husky tone, “Then I’ll be inside you, grinding hard.”
But her hips thrust upward as if telling him to hurry up. In response, he moved his body up until he leveled up to her. When he pushed his member down to her core, she moaned at the growing sensation that started to build up inside her. Her hands flew to the back of his head down to his neck, gripping it and pulling it lightly as she pulled him deeper into her. She could feel herself lose control as she incessantly rubbed her already moist flesh against his hardened member.
“Gaddamit.” King Timodore hissed as he grinds against her. His hands gripped her waist, steadying her before he rammed deep into her again in another swift motion. He groaned at the sensation, of her insides sucking him in tightly. He began to thrust again, hips pulling and pushing as he hit her in her sweet spot.
Princess Asalea, moaned so loud as she clung onto him.
She could feel the slight sting as he moved inside her. It has been a while when they last had such wild and rough lovemaking, and always, it still left her unsatisfied, wanting more of his body. She then moved her hips in a circular motion, meeting with his lunges as he crushed her body into his.
She then wrapped her legs around his waist tightly, urging him to move further, deeper and speedier. So, he picked up his pace, ramming deeper and harder into her.
He could feel her growing desperation for him as her body writhed with his every thrust, her toes curling with her mind in dissolution as she spread her legs further.
“My Queen, my love ohh, you never change; you remained as wild as you could be when you are with me,” he murmured letting out a long and delirious moan.