1047 word(s) Published 80   After they all left, Danika was left alone with the king. Her hand faltered.   She stared at him, really allowed herself to stare at him.   His eyes were closed, his face relaxed in unconsciousness. His scars drew her attention, she looked at the long line that ran down a cheek, giving him a savage look.   Why did her father's sins have to haunt her? Even after he is dead? Why does this have to happen?   The water is no longer as cold, she observed. Getting up from the bed, she took the water to the bathroom where she poured it away and got new cold water.   She came back and resumed her seat. She dipped the wet rag inside and continued bathing his face and neck.   Afterward, she checked his temperature and felt better when his face wasn't as hot as before. But when her hand touch

 1052 word(s)Published82 Another ice cracked in his cold heart and fell away. He couldn't stop staring at her. At the slight reactions she wasn't aware of. The nervous way her hand gripped her nightclothes, the flush of her cheeks, the flash of her eyes. His body has been reacting to her since he rose from slumber, but now, his phallus only hardened and lengthened. He doesn't know that a man could get this way even when he's unwell, and most definitely, not a man like him. What is it about her? His eyes on her, he noticed the imprint of a hand on her cheek. "Who struck you?" The question took her by surprise and her hand fluttered up that caress that cheek. "It's Mistress Vetta." He gave no reaction. "Why?" She shifted uncomfortably on the bed, "She...Uhm...she was angry because of what happened to you...bec

 1247 word(s)Published84 He continued until raw arousal flared through her and she lifted herself with a stabilizing hand on his chest as she took over the movements. She urged him back to the bed and avoided the freshly bandaged wound of the arrow but her hand covered the scars on his chest as she moved. It felt so good. This was so good. She slid up and down, taking long strokes that milked her muscles against him. Her eyes opened and she found his intense blue gaze on her. She took another stroke and saw what she was doing to him reflected in his eyes. There was no hate, no coldness in his eyes, but intense heat, pleasure, and desire. He likes this. He likes it a lot. It was a heady sensation, knowing how she can make him feel like this. That she can give him pleasure. That she can erase the pain of the past from his eyes...even for a moment.

1087 word(s)Published86  Oh, Danika, you can't get anything right. Now, you've made him angrier. She chided herself inwardly. Finally done, she got up and took the water and wet rag away. She took her time washing it and spreading it out in the rails of the big bathroom. It's like a small world in the king's chambers. Everything is in here, a person can easily spend months and decide not to meet the sun. That is how King Lucien made his chambers to be. The king is a private person who loves his own company more than anything. This chamber is his personal space...his personal world. When she got out of the bathroom again, he was clothed and seated behind his desk. She took a few seconds to herself to watch him. His hand scribbles effortlessly on the scroll, his hair a mass of curls around his head, his jaw set in a hard line, and his brows knitte

 1463 word(s)Published01 Danika walked back to her bedroom after she left the king's quarters. She can't push these words he said to her away from her mind. "Just for the evening, I will be your king and not your master." It made her heart light, just thinking about it. But then, her heart doesn't stay light for long. How did she allow herself to fall for him? She fell in love so deeply, it hurts just thinking about it. She opened the door to her room to see Sally sitting on the bed. She was sewing a dress, and at the same time, she seems to be in thought. "My princess...!" Sally smiled at her as she saw her standing on the door. She tried to smile back but her smile came out shaky. Her heart was hurting too much...squeezing the life out of her chest. The smile disappeared from Sally's fac