All Chapters of The Shrewd King: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“No, Theo, seriously, I am tired. There’s—”His mouth comes down on me again, and I feel his hair caressing my face. I open my eyes.“Your hair,” I say.He sits up and takes the hair tie that snapped. His hair falls over his shoulders, sticking out on his shoulders and chest that’s greasy with sweat.I sit before him and help him with his hair. He watches me and then his arms wind around my waist and make me sit on his lap. He’s smiling.“What?”“I feel like newlyweds with you,” he says.“I am your lover, you can think of me like that.” After tying it up, I pat his shoulders and say, “There, it’s done. Maybe you should cut your hair instead? It’s too long.”“Do you like it better if it is shorter?”I cock my head at him. “I don’t know. You look handsome either way,” I blurt out.

  I slash at Klevon but he is fast. He sidestepped before the edge of my knife connects to his stomach. Sensing my mistake, he raises his knife and is about to bring down the knife on my left torso, when I duck and roll myself away towards safety. I crouch a few meters away from him, wiping the sweat that’s dripping on my chin. I scrutinize his form. Even if he’s huge, his defense is impregnable. I switch my hold on the knife and take another from the holster on my legs. Magic. I need to use magic. It’s the only way I can fight against him. I enclose the edge of the knife in fire and glares at him. “Your fire magic is not enough. Heighten it,” Klevon suggests. I did as proposed and I feel hotter from the magic output. Nevertheless, I rush towards the unmoving Klevon who is watching me as a hawk does on its prey. I raise my arm, planning to strike at the side of his torso when he flicks his wrist. My knife shoots towards Theo’s feet, who i

  The servants bustle around me. Trying to fit the dress that they’ve been working on for the whole month that we are on the sea. We can see Pitchford on the horizon and we’ll arrive within the day—which means that Theo’s subject will see me for the first time. As per Harbin, the instant the boat anchors on the dock, we will need to leave the ship, and the Pitchford citizens will welcome us back. I check myself. I am nervous even if Harbin had prepared me for this. Theo has no close relatives, so at least, that’s one less thing to worry about. However, Theo has twelve Generals, one from each of the other human kingdoms. And out of those, I have only met Brandon Stine. There are still eleven more. I touch my chest and take a deep breath. Harbin watches me. “You’ll be fine,” he assures me. I look at my dress in the mirror. I’m wearing a light blue long dress that hides my ankles—perfect for hiding the bruises whenever Theo tightly holds on

The smell of lavender invades my nose even before I hear Theo’s voice. “Kaiya…” he whispers. I didn’t open my eyes though. I feel tired even if there’s no reason to be. The way he calls my name, I know he’s trying to wake me up to copulate, and I am not in the mood for it, especially with what happened at the welcoming party. I forgave him but I need more time to fully accept it. I sense him caressing my cheeks and playing with my hair. He even places small kisses on my face to wake me up, but I didn’t budge. Instead, I mutter my protests and hide my face in the blanket, making sure that my ears and nose are covered up, for lesser stimulation—that’s what his voice and his smell do to me. The next time I became aware, is when it was already early morning and the sun had just come up to the sky. The next I became aware of is Theo. He’s sleeping beside me, his arms across my chest and his legs over mine. I remove his limbs around me and sit up. My gaze f

When the tremors on my body die down, Theo makes me lie on my side, with him behind me. With his arms still around my waist, he raises my left leg to open me up and enters from behind. “Not like this, Theo. It’s embarrassing,” I say. Looking at the way we are joined. “We’ve done it a lot. This is just another way of doing it, Kaiya. There’s no need to be embarrassed now. Just feel it,” he coaxes as he continuously penetrates me. Then he touches my crotch again as he thrusts, massaging it the same way he did it earlier. I close my eyes as his touches are making me shiver in desire again. Before long, I find myself meeting his thrusts and wanting more of him. “Uhh… Theo…” I touch his hand that’s touching my crotch. Everything about him is hard, his body, his member, even the way he hugs me while we copulate. Then, my fingers touch his member while he’s thrusting inside me. I wrap my fingers around it every time he pulls back. It’s sticky and