Lady Laila

WARNING, MATURE AND SEXUAL CONTENT!

She was not born a lady, she was made one.

She was not born into wealth, she was given it.

Laila is a woman of the king, and she fell in love with him, the day she first met him. Whether it was the kindness he'd shown her or the charming face and body he has, the attraction was there from the start.

But King Stephan is not one to reciprocate such feelings, as Laila is one of the ten women he has in his castle.

If only there was a way they could grow closer...secrets, lies, pain, war...all of which tears people apart, could actually be what brings them together.

***
Turning to face him, she sees his lips curling into a smile, making her heart warm and fuzzy.
He slowly puts his arm around her, giving her time to refuse. When she doesn't, he pulls her against his chest.
Leaning into her he whispers, "You called me by my name, back in the hallway."
"I...I apologize-"
"Don't...I like it."
Laila feels her core clench upon hearing his words. He tilts her chin laying a kiss on her neck.
Biting back her moan, she closes her eyes, feeling him suck on her skin.
"Mmh!"
Stephan feels her arousal placing his lips on hers, his hand traveling down pushing up her dress as he caresses her skin.*

Cover by @Sachi_Stark ! ♥