Mistress to the King & Queen Part 2

Part 2 (18+ only)

Mistress to the King and Queen

Part 2

"What troubles you, Mistress?" Eros' husky voice broke the silence of the night.

"Nothing troubles me," Vivika whispered as she stared up at the canopy, her body hot and aching as she reeled through the night's events. 'When I entered the room, I was just a servant...and now I am to birth the future heirs to the kingdom?!' She gently rested her hand on her stomach, half terrified at the realization.

The broad king shifted close, his muscled arm sliding across her waist. "Lying to your king is a punishable offense." He pulled her against him, a gasp escaping her lips at the heat of his body molding to hers. "If you are worried, don't be." His firm hand slid down her hips to her thigh. "Annora and I will take care of you."

"Yes, M'lord," she answered, her heart racing as he lifted her leg so it draped over his

"The mother of my children will always be regarded with high esteem." His hand trailed down her stomach, his gentle fingers making her squirm as they moved toward her sensitive spot.

Heat spread over her chest as he slowly slid his fingers in.

"I just...didn't think...this would happen." She moaned as he pushed his fingers deeper.

"Mmn." He buried his face into the curve of her neck. "I suppose it will take some getting used to."

Her eyes fluttered closed as he gently kissed her flushed skin. His fingers slowly worked in and out, following the same path his cock had made earlier.

"Sweet little virgin you are," He sighed as he pressed his lips into her shoulder. "I shall enjoy corrupting you in every way I can think of." He shifted then, and she felt a sudden pressure on her bottom.

"Not there." She pulled away so fast she half catapulted herself off the bed, her naked body slapping hard on the cold stone floors. "OUCH." She groaned as she hurried to push herself up so she was sitting on her knees.

"Running away from your king now?" Eros propped himself up on his elbow.

"Forgive me. Your Highness." Vivika said quickly as she got to her feet, still feeling awfully vulnerable as she stood there naked.

"You are forgiven." He moved to sit on the edge of the bed, the wall lanterns causing soft flickering shadows to dance across his handsome face. "Are you still running away? If not, you could climb up here?" He patted his muscled thighs.

She carefully moved closer, climbing up to straddle him, her arms sliding around his neck. "What now?" She whispered, her face growing red as his hands smothered her waist.

"Well, I most certainly want to bury my cock deep inside of you and hear your moans echo off these walls." His voice was low as his hungry eyes trailed over her. "Hopefully one day soon you'll be able to handle how hard I wish to ravage you." His hand slid up her waist, his thumb brushing over her nipple, causing it to harden at his sudden touch.

"As hard as how you handle the captain?" Her words were breathless, dread half filling her at the king's smirk.

"Mmm. It would be satisfying." His hand slid up to her neck.

Her eyes grew wide as his fingers snaked around her throat.

"I'd enjoy fucking you as hard as I do to Hale." His grip tightened, causing her face to grow warm. "The feel of those lips around my cock makes me hard at the very idea." His thumb brushed across her lip as he relinquished his hold on her throat.