ARA’S POV
I let my fingers roam over his soft hair and started slowly massaging his scalp.
‘God, how come his hair is softer than mine?’ And again, my mind mocked, ‘Really, Ara, is it time to think about this?’ And I roll my eyes.
He looked up and asked, “Are you having your periods, My Queen?”
Hearing this, I flet hot suddenly. My body gets wormed up. I must have become beetroot, as embarrassed was an understatement of what I felt just now.
I just wanted the mother of earth to swallow me right here, right now. Gosh, can I die right now?
He was so close to that area and must have smelled.
Am I smelling bad? Didn’t I changed my pad when needed?
But I don’t think so.
God, please kill me right here, right now. Tears were in my eyes.
“You don’t have to be embarrassed about anything in front of me, My Queen. I like everything about you, your periods as well, and this faint smell,” saying that he again went to the same position and inhaled deeply.
My cheeks started feeling hotter, even if it was possible. Like my whole blood rushes towards my face. As he says, “it is divine for me.”
Hearing this, I bit my lips. I felt shy like never before. I dropped my head on his, and my open hair covered our faces.
Again, this small moment has made us a little closer than we have become in a few days.
After some silence, he spoke. “You know, I love the way my name rolls on your tongue. Please call me by my name from today on.”
I shook my head and said, “I like you, sire.”
“But I don’t like it,”
I looked up and said, “Deal with it. I like it, and I will call you that only.” I grinned.
He shook his head and went back to the same position.
Sometimes I can hear his soft snoring. I just kept on massaging his head, and then I thought to order some food as he might be hungry, so I ordered the food and messaged James, my bodyguard, to take the parcel and deliver it to the door once I call.
I don’t know when sleep took over me in the same position, but I woke up when I felt the moment. I noticed he was up and looking at me.
“Sleep well, my king?” I smiled at him and asked,
He gave a small smile and nod and said it was the “best sleep of my life.”
I smile again at hearing this.
He got up, and I also tried to get up, but suddenly a sharp pain shot up in my back, maybe because of periods or sitting in the same position for a long time.
But I composed myself instantly before he noticed.
But well, here we are talking about something sharp like the lion king, and nothing can go unnoticed by him, and he asked, “Are you ok, my queen?”
I smiled and said, “Yes, it is normal, so nothing to worry about.”
He asked, “What is normal?” and knitted his eyebrows.
I smiled and said, “Back pain.”
“Why is it normal? Are you getting back pain frequently? Have you overworked yourself? How come I don’t know about this?” He bombards me, and I just roll my eyes.
“Sire, nothing to worry about. It happens when you have, ammm, you know what I mean.”
“Periods,” he finishes my words, and I nod and look down.
He held my hand and said, “You could have told me you were in pain. You have been sitting in the same position, which must have aggravated your pain.” I could see he was wasn’t happy about this.
He got up and went towards the bathroom, came back in some time, and said, “Lay on your front.”
I gave him a confused look, made a face, and said, “Lay down; I will apply pain relief cream to your back, and you will feel better.”
Horrified is an understatement. I cry out, “What? No, no, no, I am fine. I will take the painkiller.” Is he even serious. I looked at him shockingly.
And then notice his angry face.
God knows how to explain this madman.
I closed my eyes for a second and then said, “Sire, there is nothing to worry about. I am fine; trust me.”
He looked at me. If a look could kill, I would be six feet under the ground by now, and I gulp.
“First, you are not a normal girl. Second, the only thing I want you to get used to is me, nothing else. Now, do as I say.” He ordered in a tone I can’t ignore.
I again roll my eyes at his stubbornness; now how would I tell him I feel shy?
Gosh, why is he so irritating?
And again, he read my mind. He said, “You don’t have to feel shy in front of me, but if you want, I will close my eyes. Is that ok with you?” He come up with a perfect filmy idea and I somehow like it.
I thought for a minute and then said “OK” as I lay down.
He closed his eyes, came towards me, and touched my back. His one touch set my whole body on fire. I started feeling so hot, like I had a fever of 104.
He slowly lifted my top until it reached my bra line. He took some ointment, and finally his finger touched my skin, and I visibly shivered and became stiff, and I know he felt it too.
He started massaging my back. His finger was working on my body like butter. I felt him close to me as he whispered “Relax, My Queen”.
Hearing this, my body suddenly gets relaxed, as if it understood what he just said. Like really?
Dude, then he started doing magic on my back, and I would die if I said it was the best massage I have ever gotten. Slowly, his fingers worked on my back, and the pain flew away like never before.
While I was enjoying my magical massage, he knew how to spoil the fun. As he again whispered in my ear, “I can see you are enjoying My Queen. Can my finger go a little up or maybe a little down so I also enjoy being with you too?”