997 word(s)Published240 Gripping 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

 1017 word(s)Published242 Danika 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

 1080 word(s)Published244 Sally 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

 1201 word(s)Published246 His eyes squeezed shut. "Yes, you do. I know you love your people, and I know you missed them badly. I know you're craving to know how they have been all these while. I know you want to be their leader, because Royalty cannot be denied. I know all that, and I respect you for it." "You're not wrong, I do want to fulfill my duties and responsibilities, and fill the throne that has been in my generation for centuries." She sniffled, "I do want to fulfill them, but I want to be with you more. I don't want to part from you, I don't want to leave Salem. I want to be with you." "You know you can't have both. You have been crowned. Your people will be so disappointed that you rejected them, not even a day after accepting them. I know you don't want to do that." "I don't." She admitted firmly, "My father did a lot of bad to your people and also to our peo

 1234 word(s)Published248 Queen Danika rose the next morning in an unfamiliar bed, but a very much familiar room. Memories of the day before filled her head. She's in her bedroom again. Her childhood bedroom in Mombana. Before she'd arrived the new guards and the new maids had put everything in order for her. When Mombana was merged with Salem, most of the new maids and guards had been working at the palace. Now that it's separated again to two different Kingdoms, King Lucien had hand-picked the Mombana guards and maids, according to the Head Guard, Rogan. They'd wanted to move her things to the King's Chambers, which is her father's former bedroom but she'd declined. Instead, she asked them for the favor to clean out the Princess's Quarters which is her old bedroom and they'd obliged. She wanted familiar ground. As she rose from