7. The King's Lips

She didn't know how to please the King but she read and had a manual on how to do it. There’s a television in the bathroom and it shows censored videos of a couple. He caressed her hair while she’s with him, naked.

“I assume that you haven’t slept with any man. You claim that you had. But last night,” He scoffed. “You are all mine, Bella. It saves my time from searching for all of the men whom you slept with.” He caressed her black hair. He already noticed something from her hair but he ignored it since it was beautiful as it is.

“What do you want me to do?” She asked. “Tasks are waiting.”

“Forget about it.” He reached her hand and placed it to his lips. She gaped and was mesmerized for a bit. It felt warm and she felt odd. What were those tingling feelings?

He scooped her face and kissed her lips. The King’s lips were soft despite his rugged features. Her lips were parted by his lips as she opened her mouth a little and his tongue was there. She didn't know how to respond to that