Azalea The Queen

Azalea

I trace invisible lines along his chest, absentmindedly running my fingers along his bare chest, down to his defined abs. My skin completely contrasted his but somehow it looked like it was meant to be. The silence was welcomed, just our breaths were heard.

I was glad that we didn't have sex. I don't think I would've been able to handle all that heat at once. After our hot kissing session, well sessions, we somehow had ended up in bed and just cuddled. I was scared that he would say that it was a mistake, or he would be his usual self and hurt my feelings.

I looked up at his face and found his eyes already staring down at me. His hand that was caressing my bare lower back with its fingers made its way to my neck. He lowered his head and gave me a long peck. I felt the tingles attacking my body in full force.

He laid back and tucked his arm under his head but kept his other arm around me. He was looking up at the ceiling but I was watching him.

"When you said that earlier, about how I didn't have a backbone, did you mean-"

"No. And I'm really sorry about that." I really felt bad for saying that. Honestly, I said that because I was hurt by what he said, it wasn't something I viewed him as. After a long silence, I asked him. "Why did you agree to marry me though," I asked. "You must have say at least in that,"

"I did have a say, then I didn't have it anymore. I thought I had time, that I would get someone of my own choice at my own time when I was ready." He paused. I wasn't going to lie that stung a bit. To know that I was never his choice in the beginning, I wasn't even certain if I was now.

"I got caught up in work that I forgot I was a prince and that I had duties, like getting married." I didn't hear any emotion from his voice, completely monotonous. "As the next king to the throne, I was to get married and my wife to produce an heir, so my parents took matters into their own hands."

I felt bad for him. He was forced to marry someone he wasn't in love with, and I was so selfish to think about myself. I wasn't the only one who was forced into this marriage.

"But for the first time, I'm glad my parents made a decision for me. You couldn't be a better choice from what I had in mind." He flipped us so that I was lying beneath his hard body.

The butterflies swam all over my stomach, I was pretty sure I was red all over my face.
"I thought you said you didn't like my type of woman," I felt like a little girl with her boyfriend in middle school.

Samkelo chuckled. "Did I? I must have been mistaken," he dived into my neck and started leaving kisses, making me giggle and moan at the same time.

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"We have to head back, it's been over a month now," Samkelo wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to his body. I giggled when he started to leave kisses over my shoulder. "Samke-Samkelo," I was really trying to focus but this man wasn't giving me the time of the day.

"What is it baby, hmm?" Why was he like this? He knew what he was doing to me and he enjoyed it.

"Don't you have work, we have to go back." I tried to reason with him. Ever since that night, Samkelo has been nothing but lovely and caring toward me. He was sweet and tender, and sexually frustrated. Don't judge me, I wasn't ready. I felt that thing every time he was near me, it was like he was doing it on purpose that I feel it.

"But I won't get to do this as often as I want if we go back," he pecked my lips again, and again and again. I smiled in between his kisses.
"Let's stay another week, there's so much I wanna do to you, baby" He looked at me in a way that made my toes curl in the sleepers I was wearing. Oh my God!

"A day, tomorrow we are leaving." I caressed his well-trimmed beard. He grunted. He was so charming. I pecked his cheek.

"That's it? Just the cheek?" He pouted, I was taken aback by his childish behavior. This man was a completely different person from the guy I had interacted with in that room. I shook my head at his childish antics. "Might as well kiss the other cheek then." he puffed out his other cheek.

I sighed, I stood on my toes and brought my lips close to his cheek but he turned his head and I kissed his lips instead. I tried to pull away but he pulled be incredibly close and deepened the kiss.

Damn it.