I didn't realize how fun it would be to ride in a car driving at insane speeds. Juko was doing 80 miles per hour most of the time until he had to tread carefully over some land or road that wasn't built too properly. Still, being in a fancy vehicle moving that fast had my adrenaline rushing. I could tell Juko wanted to kick it up a notch but he didn't. He was used to driving fast but since I was new to this I knew he was trying to go easy on me.
I had kept the window down because I enjoyed the way the wind kissed and caressed my skin. I even stuck my hand out the window catching the wind in the palm of my hand. It was truly exhilarating.
We had been driving for about five hours before I told him I was getting a bit parched and hungry. He needed to refuel anyway so we stop to get food. The words of my mother and sister passed through my head many times as we ordered in a small quaint restaurant Juko stated he had been to before. I opted in ordering a salad while Juko ate although with class, two very large 12 ounce steaks and some sides.
I so badly wanted to ask him for a bite but I knew my mother would be disappointed in me for not sticking to my diet. I also didn't want Juko looking at me like I was a cow that couldn't stop eating. I felt like I always ate responsibly it's just that I just so happen to put on a extra ten pounds. It happens.
I could see him watching me watch him as he ate. I wasn't sure what he was thinking but he didn't say anything about my staring. After eating he paid for our meal then helped me back into the car. We had stop to get fuel for his car prior to arriving at the restaurant. So luckily for us we didn't have to worry about making an extra stop. At this point we were going to hop right back on the road and head towards that Inn.
Once Juko slid into the car he glanced at me while starting up the car, "are you sure you didn't want anything else before we leave?"
"No. I'm fine, I'm actually kind of full from the salad." Which wasn't a lie because I had a decent amount of leafy green vegetables on my plate. I had it with some tasty champagne while Juko washed his meal down with straight scotch. I hated scotch and couldn't stand the taste of it on my tongue. I had no idea how he was able to drink that and not wince once.
Juko proceeded to pull out of the lot and back on to the road, by this time I was getting tired and couldn't wait to get to that Inn. I managed to stay up watching as he turned his headlights on once it got too dark to see. The scenery seemed to past us in a blur and I couldn't help but enjoy it and the mutual silence that fell between us. I was usually a quiet person until I got used to you then after that I could probably talk ones ears off. There had been many times where I had been talking to Rose and she told me to shut the hell up.
"Roll up the window it's going to start raining soon." Juko says after a while.
I frown looking out the window, there wasn't a cloud in the midnight sky. "How do you know that?"
"I can smell it."
"You can... smell when it's about to rain."
"Something I picked up on when I was in battle. Dragons aren't very big fans of it."
"Dragons... can you tell me a little more about them?" I ask.
"Maybe another day I'd rather not think about war for a while."
"Ok." I nod my head, it was understandable but I was dying to know more about them. I had heard many stories about them and sadly enough in certain Kingdoms if the men were lucky enough to capture and bring them home they became a delicacy. I don't think I'd ever want to eat a dragon.
I've only seen one, it was a baby and sometimes the humans weren't very kind to them. They would inject them with some kind of concoction that would stunt their growth and treat them like circus animals. It broke my heart when I was saw one being whipped at a festival all those years ago. I told my dad about it and he told me get over it. They hated humans and were trying to exterminate us. I shouldn't care about them but part of me did.
After a while the drive is pretty much silent and I am getting tired. Eventually I fall asleep only to be woken up by the car coming to a complete stop. When I look out the window it's storming and all I could do was groan. My hair was naturally coily which meant that if my hair got wet I was done for.
My mother and servants spent hours washing, shaving, waxing, dressing and doing my hair only for it to be ruined. "Do you have a umbrella?"
"I do." He nods his head before reaching back and pulling one out. "Which bag has your sleepwear?" He asks looking out the window at the rain.
"It's in the backseat too, the top bag behind me, I'll get it."
"It's fine stay in the car." He says before getting out, he closes the door behind himself and goes to the back and opens the door. Pulling out my bag he brings it to my side of the door. After he opens the umbrella he motions for me to get out the car. I do so almost slipping on the hard pavement. He catches me mid fall luckily keeping the umbrella right over me as he helps me up.
My skin warms at the bodily contact, his large palm on my waist gently squeezes me before helping me stand up right. I send him a embarrassed smile quietly thanking him as he holds the umbrella over my head. He's soaking wet, his black curls are a bit looser and sticking to his forehead making his gray-blue eyes pop. I can hardly tear my eyes away from him. His beauty was hypnotizing.
I begin to frown when I see he isn't standing under the umbrella with me, "you can get under here if you like."
The umbrella was small and was hardly made for one person. "It's ok, I don't mind the rain."
I nod my head grabbing the umbrella from him and follow him towards the tidy but quaint looking Inn. The outside lights were on glowing a bright brownish orange color showing off the buildings exterior. It seemed to be made of wood reminding me of my mother and fathers vacation home in the mountains. Like an oversized cabin that was two stories high with a triangular shaped roof.
Once we entered we head straight towards the front desk where a man behind it sits reading a book. When he hears the bell ring signaling for his guests he looks up, eyes widening when he sees Juko. He looked like he was going to nearly faint just from the scared expression painted across his features.
"War General Saigoni! What a pleasant surprise how can I help you?"
"I need a room." Juko grunts.
"Of course." He does some typing on the little computer screen and proceeds to write in a book. "Just sign your name here." The man says signaling towards the book while pushing up his thick black glasses.
Juko quickly signs the book and hands it back over to the man who digs in his desk retrieving a key.
"Here you go sir, it's the best room in the house. You two enjoy and if you need anything please don't hesitate in giving us a ring." The man says offering me and Juko a smile.
Juko nods taking the key from his hands and leads me towards a set of stairs. We walk up them and down a long corridor to a room. He proceeds to unlock the door with my bag still in his hands and pushes it open. He allows me in first and I can't help but admire the room.
There's a huge king bed in the centre with a fireplace and a tub to the side. There's three matching dressers and a nightstand near the bed with a lamp and clock. A couch facing the fireplace and off to the side was a bathroom with a sink, toilet and a walk in shower.
It's homey and warm but I just can't seem to get over the fact that there is only one bed. I become nervous, this meant that I was going to be sleeping in the same bed as Juko.
Juko comes from behind me and sits my bag down on the floor then turns to face me. As soon as he does I can't help but to look over his muscular form. His clothes are sticking to his sculpted body showing off every muscle on his body. His thick broad but lightly hairy chest and his tightly packed eight pack. He has a light happy trail that traveled from the bottom of his navel down between his sharp v line and into his bottoms. When my eyes meet his bottoms I can't help but to hold in a breath.
The last time I had seen Juko naked I refused to look at his cock because I was too nervous and scared. I knew he was big when he fit himself inside of me but now looking at it I swear his thick appendage had grown. I could feel my arousal pooling in my panties, I was ashamed.
My breath is caught in my throat as I look up meeting his sharp steel gray eyes.
"You must be cold." He states calmly. I slowly nod my head just as a shiver racks my body. I was cold but didn't notice until he mentioned it. Juko breaks eyes contact looking down at my dress causing me to do the same. I still wasn't sure if he liked what he saw, he never mentioned anything about me looking nice or beautiful.
My eyes land firstly on my chest and immediately I want to melt into the floor and die. My dress had gotten a bit wet from the rain blowing so hard. My chest area was damp showing off my smooth dark skin and my tight nipples that were hard and pressing up against the material of my dress.
I meet his eyes again and swallow thickly covering my chest with my arms. For the tenth time today my body flushes from embarrassment.
"You should take a shower, I wouldn't want you catching a cold."
"R-right." I stutter out stupidly.
Juko softly chuckles then walks over to the fireplace to get it going.
I clear my throat and move towards my bag. Unzipping it I look through the many pairs of lace, silk and velvet nighties my mother bought for me. I wanted to groan out loud, my mother and sister really fucked me over with this. All of the night clothes I had were scandalous and racy. I continued digging through my bag until I am able to find the most appropriate pair of night clothes I had.
It's a cute all black nightie with thin straps and a lace design at the hem of the dress. It was short and nearly see through but it was the most appropriate thing I had in my bag.
I take my leave to the shower with the dress and my lotions in hand while Juko sat on the couch trying to warm himself. I felt bad because he was probably shivering and nearing a cold since he was soaking wet. I'd try to be quick.
Quickly I hop in the shower, happy the Inn had provided us with boxed shower caps. I pull one over my head and quickly shower using the floral scented soap to scrub myself clean. After I shower I brush my teeth and moisturized my skin before removing my shower cap. My hair was still fresh but a little frizzy from the steam of the shower. Removing the pins from my hair I threw it up in a messy bun allowing the curly wisps to frame my face. Slipping the dress on I tug at the hem of it wishing the dress would just magically become longer. Of course it wouldn't but I can dream.
Stepping out the bathroom I see Juko coming back into the room. He looks up at me once again eyeing my body before his eyes land on my honey brown ones. When they do there's a intense dark look in his eyes one that has me swallowing the large lump that suddenly decided to form in my throat.
"I ordered us some food it should be up here in a moment. Where is your pink dress?" He asks.
"Right here." I hold up the item in my hand with a shy smile.
"I'll have it washed and dried before we leave tonight. We're making good timing, we should be arriving home earlier than expected."
"That's good and thank you."
He nods. "I'll be showering if you need me, the food should be arriving shortly."
I nod again awkwardly as I move towards the bed and lay my folded dress on the night stand.
Juko enters the bathroom closing the door behind. Once the shower runs I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
Being around Juko was intense and I wasn't sure how long this marriage would last. He was kind but still I wasn't sure if he was attracted to me. I was scared to do anything that would piss him off. If this marriage failed then as my father said he would disown me. I know he wasn't joking because anything that came out of his mouth he meant. I was going to try hard to keep Juko satisfied but I was unsure of how to do that.
I had sex once but still I was novice at it, I didn't know what I was doing but Juko seemed like he did. He took his time with me and made sure I was alright through the entire process. It was painful but my sister had told me that eventually it gets better. Of course she knew because she had went outside of her marriage a few times and had sex.
I couldn't do that even if I wanted too, none of the guys in the kingdom looked me. Let alone spoke to me. When me and Rose were in school she had all the popularity, the friends and boyfriends. It made me wonder if she really even cared about this whole marriage thing. I mean she did seem happy that she was being married off to Prince Anthony but I got the feeling that he wasn't too fond of her when he had returned to come get her.
I wondered how things were going with her and opted in calling her to see how she was doing. Then again she probably wouldn't pick up, she barely spoke to me about her husband. Only boasted about him and his title and how much more richer she was because she was married to a Prince.
Juko.
While he was away I wondered if he had sex with any one else. I had heard that the King does send the men off with quite a few women to keep them company. They did have needs after all and it made me curious if Juko had indulged himself in it.
I can't help the tight knot that forms in my stomach just thinking about him having sex with another woman. He was quite the looker so I wouldn't be surprised if a woman did decide to throw herself at him.
I sigh taking a seat on the bed, there wasn't much do here but there was a bookshelf in the room filled with all sort of books. Prewar books aren't exactly hard to come by but they weren't exactly common either. I had read a few romance, horror, history and crime books.
I think my favorite were the books that had romance but crime to it. Back then the people had mafias and boy was I obsessed with them for a while. I seriously couldn't stop reading about these women falling in love with murderers and serial killers. It was my guilty pleasure by far.
Getting up I decided to look through the collection of books. They had a few but none of them peaked my interest until I landed on a book that claimed to be a erotic romance.
Picking it up I read the title out loud, "Paradise Island." Mhh.
Giving it a shot I take to the couch and face the fireplace with my legs kicked up. I get past the first three chapters where a woman talks about being stuck on a island with ten different people. Six women and four men. Her husband was lost at sea as she hoped he was at least safe.
A knock on the door interrupts my reading. Putting the book down on the coffee table I get up and open the door. A pretty blonde woman smiles and enters pushing a table with food into the room.
"We do hope the food is up to you and your husbands standards. If there's any problems please let us know so we can quickly correct the issue." She says with a polite smile.
"Thank you." I smile back.
"No problem, please enjoy Mrs. Saigoni."
I don't think I'd ever get over the fact that my last name has changed.
After that the woman leaves the room closing the door behind her. Right on time Juko exits the bathroom rubbing his damp hair with a white fluffy towel. He's shirtless showing off his broad chest and abs. I quickly tear my eyes away from his form not wanting to get caught staring.
"Foods here." I say bringing the table near our bed.
"Great I'm starving."
I laugh quietly while removing the tops of the plates revealing some mouthwatering dishes.
My stomach grumbles but luckily it isn't loud.
I take a seat grabbing a plate. It was two plates of everything but only one plate of desert.
Juko takes a seat next to me his freshness making my mouth water. Smelling and looking that good should be sin. He was doing things to my body he has no idea he was doing. My nipples were hardening all over again and there was a fresh pool of wetness in my lace panties.
We share the table and eat in silence.
"I don't quite remember you being this quiet." Juko finally says after the long silence.
I glance at him with a shy smile, "yeah well I'm not really sure what to say. It's been quite a while since I've seen you and you weren't much of a talker either."
Juko chuckles that deep laughter doing something to my body. He was sitting awfully close to me, I could feel his heat radiating off of him. "Yeah, I still am unless I'm dealing with my men."
"Juko if you don't mind me asking.. I know you said you didn't want to talk about war for a while but I'm just curious. How did you manage to climb the ranks so fast. I mean it takes most men well over ten to fifteen years to become a war general."
Juko sits his second plate down and licks his plump pink lips. My eyes follow the movement before I meet those cold gray eyes.
"I single handedly killed over two hundred dragons during my five years. I'm the strongest, fastest soldier in the army." He shrugs. "The King needs me and I needed a position that would secure a good life for my mother and sister."
My eyes widen when I hear the number two hundred. From what I learned it usually took about five men to kill one full grown dragon so the fact that he was able to do that was quite a feat. I remembered hearing stories over the years about Juko. How much the King boasted about him being so strong and practically unstoppable. I see why.
"Wow, that's amazing!" I say, "I've only seen baby dragons at the yearly festivals. I felt so bad for them."
"You shouldn't, they are intelligent creatures and if they were freed they'd try burning you alive before eating you. Baby or adult it makes no difference, I have killed them all." There's a distant look in his eyes as he speaks. Like he's reminiscing over all of his past kills.
"I understand but it's in their nature, it's always been like that even before dragons rose from their chambers. It's always going to be survival of the fittest, natural selection. It's up to us to adapt to these changes unfortunately."
"I suppose but I don't really feel sorry for creatures that have killed more than half of the human population. They must be stopped at all costs even if it means wiping their existence from earth."
As I speak I can feel a shift in Juko's demeanor. It's stiff and the air around us becomes a few degrees cooler. His eyes are filled with a heavy calmness but I can tell that he's irritated. "I just think that-"
Juko cuts me off, "have you ever been to war?" His voice sharp and deep like the feeling of a lash swiping against the most sensitive parts of your skin. I can practically feel myself shrinking under his harsh scrutiny.
I shake my head, "n-no."
"Have you ever seen a dead body?"
"No." My voice comes out smaller than I had hoped.
"Have you ever watched your brothers be ripped apart and brutally killed?"
"No but-"
"Do you know what it's like to watch thousands of your men die right before your eyes and have no body to bring back to their families?"
"No." Is my soft reply.
"Then do not try and give me some bullshit excuse as to why I should feel sorry for creatures that are putting man on the bring of extinction. Baby or adult the only thing on those beasts minds are ripping you apart and taking your life." He leans forward until our noses are a hairs length away from each other. His warm breath fans my face as he speaks. "You are my wife now which means I have to protect you, my sister and my mother and I will do anything to keep you safe. Do you understand me?"
I sigh shoulders dropping, "I understand."
I only wanted to have a simple conversation with him about dragons. I guess he did have a right to feel this way, he was the one in battle going through traumatic experiences while I got to stay home and enjoy the luxuries of life. I guess his hate was valid seeing as he was off in battle fighting for his life.
"You're right, I'm sorry." I mumble. "I didn't mean to upset you."
"I'm not upset, I just don't want you thinking those things have feelings because they don't." I feel the bed shift, I look up to see Juko walking over to the door. "I'll be back."
I nod my head sighing once more when he exits the room with my dress in hand.
Although Juko said he wasn't upset I can't help but to feel like I've made him mad. It's only been one day and I've already pissed off my husband. He left the room and I wouldn't be surprised if he decided to pay for a separate room. I didn't expect for him to get upset, it was only a opinionated answer I was giving. Maybe he was the kind of man that preferred women that didn't have their own thoughts and ideas.
That alone makes me feel queasy because if that's the case we might as well ask the King for a disunion in our marriage now.
Pushing those thoughts away I get up and walk back over to the couch. Picking up the book I had sat down I get comfortable in my spot and pick back up where I had left off.
It had been a while since Juko had left and I had no idea where he was. The storm outside was getting worse and I worried we might have to stay another night in the Inn.
The book I was reading was getting good though, the sexual tension between the two main characters was building up and I was dying to read the chapter when they had finally gotten intimate. Eventually I put the book down and retire to bed, too tired to read. I wanted to wait for Juko but couldn't. My eyes were too heavy and after a while I fall asleep.