[Music Recommendation: Kiss Me With Your Eyes ~ Morgan Clae]

"Prince-I mean, My King," Oriana whispered, with her body hanging on Adric’s shoulder. "Where are you taking me?"

Adric didn’t stop walking, nor did he reply to Oriana. His whole attention was on where he was going.

"Let me guess," Oriana hummed like she was deep in thought, then she raised her head, almost falling from Adric’s shoulder. "We are going to do it! Can we start now? Help me remove my gown."

Adric’s hand moved to Oriana’s back, trying to keep her steady. "Stay still, stop moving." But Oriana didn’t listen; she continued wriggling her body.

"Remove my gown already, please, uh," Oriana mumbled, trying to raise her leg up.

The maids that were in the passage stopped on seeing the King and the Queen; none of them dared to raise their faces or look at them.

Oriana whined, shaking her head continuously. "Please get this gown off me already."

"I will," Adric replied. It was the only way to get her to stop talking. He inhaled deeply, "I’m taking you to the room, where I’ll get the gown off you." As if his response worked, Oriana stopped moving and started giggling. She didn’t try to raise her leg again until they entered their room.

Adric walked straight to the bathroom before gently bringing Oriana down. He reached for the faucet and turned it on.

"Ah, it’s cold!" Oriana shouted when the water started filling up the bathtub, but she didn’t struggle with it. It was as if the coldness of the water calmed her down a little.

Adric folded the sleeves of his shirt first, before untying the ropes that held Oriana’s dress. When the first layer of the dress came off, he squeezed the water and dropped it aside. He did this until Oriana was just in her inner light garment that was now transparent.

Oriana moaned, her hands moving all over her body. "I’m still hot, make it stop, please," she said, moving her hand to her inner thighs.

"What are you doing?" Adric asked, holding her hands with one of his.

Oriana cried, "I’m feeling so hot...and it’s burning here," she pointed at her inner thigh.

Adric turned around when the girl’s finger traced down from her stomach to her inner thighs. He knew she wasn’t in her right senses, so he needed to be patient with her, but the girl was really crossing the line, and Adric didn’t know how long he could control himself.

"UHM," Oriana’s soft moan echoed through the room, as her finger rubbed her core over the wet flimsy dress she was wearing.

Adric turned to look at the girl when he heard her moan. The sight in front of him was enough to drive him crazy. The girl still looked innocent even as she was doing something so sinful. His groin hardened, causing his trousers to become even tighter.

"You’re really drunk, you should get some sleep. What you’re doing now, you’ll regret tomorrow," Adric found himself saying. He was even surprised to hear himself because in the past he wouldn’t have cared less.

But now, with Oriana, it just felt different. He had slept with the girl though it was consensual, he forcefully married her for his own gain, but she still fell in love with him. The least he could do as a man with a beating heart, because he was no gentleman, was to not take advantage of her when she was clearly not in her right mind.

"Let me get you dry towels," Adric finally said. He turned to leave but stopped when he felt a small hand hold him.

Oriana blinked, her eyes shining brightly like a child that was about to be left behind. "Do you not like my body?"

Adric tilted his head to the side, wondering what the girl meant by that. Her curious doe-like eyes stared back at him like a little snowball.

"Is it because I have scars on my body, and...and we’ve done it before? If you don’t like my body, then maybe you can turn the lights off like you did the last time." Oriana’s words were soft, but her voice broke as she said them.

"I know I’m not very attractive like other girls, and I have scars, but I still love you. And I wish every day for you to hold me, and touch me. And...and make me feel like a woman. These are the feelings I have for you," Oriana muttered, looking down at her hands. When she raised her face, she smiled.

"Well, it’s okay if you don’t like my body. I’ll just use my fingers then! I heard that women do that sometimes," she whispered, like it was an important secret. Taking her hands, she tried to touch herself again.

"Fuck!" Adric cursed under his breath, "I tried, girl, I really tried to be a gentleman and let you forget about me, but you are not helping. Don’t blame me when you wake up tomorrow." Not wasting any more time, he dipped his hands inside the water and carried Oriana out. He walked back inside the room.

Taking a dry towel, he made sure he dried every part of her body. His hands moved freely to touch her sensitive parts.

"I’ve never thought for one day, that you aren’t beautiful. Your scars make you unique; it’s exactly what makes your beauty stand out," Adric said to her. When his hand got to Oriana’s breast, he pressed them gently, making sure he felt the delicate skin on his fingertips.

Oriana moaned, now breathing heavily. "You really think I’m beautiful?"

"I can’t even tell you enough, I should show you," Adric brought her face closer, planting a kiss on Oriana’s forehead first, then down to her nose before he captured her lips with his own. He kissed her so passionately until every breath Oriana let out became his.

The candles were very bright in the room, casting their shadows on the walls. When Adric moved away from the kiss with a skillful movement, he removed the remaining dress that was hiding Oriana’s body. His hand squeezed her breast, while his fingers played with her hardened nipples.

"Mm," Oriana sighed, her eyes tightly closed. She spread her legs open almost as if she was pleading for Adric to touch her. The girl was really burning with desire.

Adric took the cue, pushing Oriana’s legs apart. He slipped his finger into her core, which was slippery and dripping with essence. He first rubbed her nub, giving her the desire and pleasure she needed. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Ahm!" Oriana arched her back, her hips moving up with pure pleasure as the desires built up like a slow, sweet serenade.

Adric’s eyes darkened when he raised his face to see the mess he was making of the girl. He took out the finger he had used to pleasure Oriana, sucking it slowly before dipping it back inside her.

This time, he used his thumb on her nub, while two of his fingers found their way right inside her soft center. He moved with the rhythm of Oriana’s movement until he found the very spot that made her body tremble. Then he continued the movement of his fingers there, while his eyes watched Oriana quiver with both pleasure and surrender.

The girl had surrendered her every will to him. Twisting his fingers without moving from the spot that got Oriana, Adric made his movement faster until Oriana’s body shuddered. She exploded with a release of pure bliss, melting into Adric’s arms.

Adric wasn’t done yet. In fact, he wanted to take it down to the last part, but looking at Oriana right now, her head bobbed up and down, heavy with sleep. He carried Oriana, placing her gently on the bed before covering her naked body with the bed cover.

Looking down at his trousers, he sighed, "Look what you’ve done to me, causing trouble even while you’re asleep." Adric left the room and walked back inside the bathroom.