All Chapters of The Shrewd King: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

He strides towards me and suddenly, he lifts me on his shoulders. I giggle especially when I am being engulfed by his lavender scent. He didn’t speak. We are about to leave the room when I call after the wind magicians with a, “Let’s do this again tomorrow!” Theo slaps my butt as if scolding me. I struggle and grab at his shoulders, but he keeps me in place. “Theo…” I purr. He pauses but then continues walking the deck. There are not many people in it. I can only see one or two as a lookout. But I don’t care anymore, I am too intoxicated to care about the way I am being carried back to our room. “Theo…” I call again. He places me down on the ground with a curious look at me. “You had too much drink,” he admonishes. I grin at him, and suddenly, I leap into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist and did the same with my arms around his neck. I feel like a baby, but instead of getting away from my hold, he wraps his arms around my waist and continues walking along the hallway. O

I move my hips and grab his manhood. Theo looks at my face as I guide him inside me. I am still sensitive, but I know that he needs it as much as I want him to. So, I let him enter me. At first, he is hesitant, but as I moan at the way he is being pushed inside me, throbbing and huge, he starts to thrust. I grab his head and he buries his face in my neck, while I grab at his butt and spread my legs wider for him. He starts to groan in pleasure and his pace becomes faster. Both our feverish bodies are rubbing against each other, making delicious friction. He releases inside and I make sure that all of him will remain inside. And it repeats multiple times that night. It’s as if our body will not tire of making love over and over with each other. More so, each act becomes more pleasurable than the previous. We are getting used to each other’s bodies again. Memorizing each pleasure point, ensuring that we give more than the other. It’s like a competition of who can give a lot more. Unti

As we approach the town plaza, the music and raucous laughter are getting louder and louder. The smell of food is also in the air. It’s cooler now, but it is still warm, that a kilometer of walk makes me all sweaty, including my palm that is still tightly held by Theo. He gives me a beverage bought from a vendor with black hair, black eyes but a fair complexion. Then he buys a very irregular-shaped fried potato with spicy sauce at the top. It is also very delicious. Then he pulls me into another booth selling skewered meat that smells like lamb or chicken. It’s cooked over braziers of charcoal. It’s become very hot, that I removed my coat. I am covered with sweat and he grins at the way I look, probably wet and disheveled in the afternoon heat. So, he pulls me into a shaded area, my hand in his left hand, and his right hand holding the skewered meat. He sits on the bench and pulls me with him. “Are you not hot?” I ask, wiping the sweat off my shoulders. “I am,” he answers, then re

“Should we really do that?” Ami asks as we run away from Theo and the others. We’d like to play and explore on our own. “You do realize that he is a King?” she adds. “I don’t forget that,” I say, especially when our difference in the status becomes a main sore point in our relationship. “So you know that he can force you to do something, especially when you are a citizen of his country?” I pause and Ami peers at my face. I smile sadly at her and say, “I don’t think he can hurt me more than I’ve been hurt already.” “Oh,” she says and keeps quiet. Then, we buy more snacks and even play some games and activities along the street. When we are drenched with sweat, we buy some Duran clothes and go inside a public bath to wash ourselves before making our way to the Ladies’ club that she is referring to. I am just glad that she didn’t ask more about me and Theo. Once inside the club, I note a couple of tables and chairs. Most of them give a bit of privacy. On our right, I see a hallway.

Klevon and I separate in front of the restaurant inn. It is the same place where I promise Theo to meet him once I return during the night. As expected, the young woman is present and is sweeping the floor when I enter. She makes a small squeal of delight and approaches. “King Theo is on the second floor. Room 8,” she whispers, then hands me a key. “Please reconcile with him. He seems conflicted.” I nod and go to the mentioned room. There is a magic barrier surrounding the room which makes me curious about who is the owner of the inn and who put up the barrier. It even looks safer and more sturdy than the one in Pitchford. Whoever did this, maybe I can learn a thing or two from him if ever I return? Then, I insert the key into the keyhole. I feel the magic shimmers and then an entrance opens on the barrier. It’s surprising. If I don’t know about wind magic, I won’t be able to sense these things. Inside, Theo is on the right side of the bed which is at the center of the room. He is