She grabbed it and twisted his hand. Making him fall back onto his bed, making him wince in pain as she held his hand tight, so he couldn't move. He didn't want his hand to bleed anymore than it did, if it did he would probably lose consciousness and he didn't want to know what she would do if he was. Baring his teeth at her, she saw that he was trying hard not to hurt her, yet hurt himself. She was over him, like a predator over there prey, he was staring straight into her eyes as she got closer to him. Resting her body over his own. His face was flushed red, but he still had a fierce look in his eyes. panting , his breath seemed to have been harsher every time he took a breath. She knew he couldn't do anything, she knew he was vulnerable at the best.
Pressing her body against his, made him even more vulnerable looking, he had looked away, trying to catch his breath. Smiling at him she leaned in closer to him, dropping his hand. He hadn't noticed till her lips were on his. His eyes wide in shock, his body feeling dizzy, his heart feeling heavy. As she took a breath from a very long kiss, she grinned at him. He had let her kissed him again in that very second, wincing has she bit his lip, he found himself holding her by the waist. Trying to pull her off, she stopped kissing him, looking at him, eyes still wide, his lip bleeding from her bit.
"In my culture the woman make the first move on the male she wants." She placed her hand on his chest, swirling her finger over his tattoo.
"In my culture the female isn't supposed to be dressed." His eyes were narrow, looking at her with a grin on his face. "I'd have to say that most of the woman I've met so far, have all kissed me without even telling me." She became blushed, looking at his broad shoulders, and toned body. He grinned as he picked her up. Her eyes now wide, as he lifted her into the bathroom. Setting her down on her feet in front of him. He smiled and said a few magic words to fix the broken glass mirror, he walked to it and looked at his lip. Wincing again trying to put his finger on it.
"Who knew a man could be so sensitive on the lips." She bared a smile when he stood in front of her with a straight face, a face that seemed mad, but calm. "Well I wonder if the leader of her pack is making a wise decision, after all she just kissed the king of the lost temple." Her face was pale as she backed up a little.
"What did you just say!" He grinned and closed the bathroom door behind him. She became nervous and flushed with red. He smiled and put his hand on her chin, lifting her face to his eyes.
"Now will you be able to uphold your end." Smiling he kissed her passionately on the lips.
That night made her forget who he was entirely.
Waking up beside him, on a bed that seemed to have been larger than she thought. She looked over at him and smiled as his hand was holding her by the waist. Making sure she couldn't leave his bedside, until he woke up. Shifting his body over facing her, his eyes still closed breathing soundly asleep. She kissed him on the lips, his eyes became open as she became startled. He smiled holding her closer to him, she couldn't see his face anymore as he held her close to his body. She looked at his hand and saw that it was bleeding a little. It must have opened up from last night. His eyes looking down at her, he sighed and let her go. Getting up with his back facing her, he looked at the tattoo that was now covering his hand slightly. Feeling a warmth on his back he looked over his shoulder to find Rhea holding him from behind. He smiled and tried getting up, but she just pulled him down.
"I need to shower you know, I have to look around the community still, remember." She frowned at him, making him feel a little bad, but he just got up, even if she was still holding him. He had given her a piggyback ride to the bathroom. She was holding onto him so tight he couldn't get her off of him, so he got into the shower with her still on him. "You know I have to clean my back at some point, so would you mind shifting from your spot on my back." Standing still from the sudden movement on his back, she was now wrapped around him from the front. He became red as he stared at her. Letting out a heavy sigh he used magic to clean his back with the water. He also used magic on her, so that she was cleaned by the water as well. She shivered a little as the water he used on her was cold, but she didn't budge. His plan had failed to get her off.
Sitting back on the bed with his shorts on, she was still on him, not letting go. "Can you atleast get dressed for today, I asked one of your servant to get you a new outfit, funny thing is when I asked them they seemed really giggly about it." She smiled and suddenly gave him a kiss on the lips. He wrapped his hand around her to hold onto her while she did. Smiling she got off of him, he looked away as she put the new outfit on. Getting up before she could finish with her outfit, he went to go put on one of his less flashy tunics. As he put on his tunic and his pants, she had snuck over to him and had given him a kiss on the lips. Smiling as he finished getting dressed, he saw her waiting on the bed that was now made. Buckling his pants, she stared at him, as he looked at up her he grinned and threw a pillow that was on the ground at her face.
Grabbing his sword, she had stepped in front of him, wearing a green tunic and black pants, the top she was wearing had complimented her nicely, but he kept that to himself. As a thought crossed his mind, she had opened the door, and grabbed him by the now healed hand and took him outside into the hot breeze. Looking around he saw that mostly everyone had been looking at him. The females started sighing in anger and they saw her hand on his. "Looks like you have enemies already Rhea. Who knew so many women wanted me as much as you did." He laughed a little as she bit his hand slightly. He smiled and walked with her through the community, everyone staring and judging his every move. His steps were as deadly and as graceful at every step, it seemed as if he was dancing through the air.
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The Ancients (Book#1)
ActionOn a sunny day, in a place called Clover there lived a man who was as happy as he could be. He had a loving wife with two beautiful children. This man's name was Clay Hunter, and he was a very clever, determined, wise, and a brave man. Although he d...