The King's Hidden Desire

Part 4

KABOOM!

I wake up to the loud thunder. That was strong. My room brightens with every flash of lightning. The rain is getting heavier now. I can't go back to sleep because of the loud noise and the growing cold. I turn sideways to face the wall, hoping to block out the lightning's relentless flashes.

"I'm sorry, I can't sleep."

"My majesty!" I gasp. The king is in my bed all night? I never noticed someone beside me. I start to stand and greet him, but he holds my hand, stopping me.

"Please, let me sleep here."

I lie back beside him and watch his hands holding mine.

KABOOOOM!

He squeezes my hands so tightly, as if he doesn't want me to leave. Or is he scared of lightning? Is this the king's weakness?

I look at him closely. He seems scared, almost like a child, clutching my hands against his chest. I need to do something to calm the king down.

Gently, I remove my hands from his grip. His eyes open, wide and scared, as if he thinks I will leave him.

I move closer and kiss his cheek, whispering in his ear, "I won't leave you." His eyes close again, and he seems to calm down. He squeezes them shut tightly, as if trying to block out the storm.

I place one hand on his chest, rubbing gently, before moving it down to his pants. He doesn't react, allowing me to continue. His fear seems to paralyze him, his manhood unresponsive to my touch. Undeterred, I slide my hand under his pants, determined to warm him up. It was still soft, so I rub the tip with my thumb, then slowly stroke his manhood, squeezing his balls slightly.

"Ahhh," my king groans softly. It is working.

I pull my hand away when I hear him, but his eyes fly open, a look of desperation and anger on his face. "Please, continue."

I smile at him and let him see me spitting on my hand. Then I resume rubbing his manhood, and for a second, it grows so fast. I can feel his veins pulsing in my hands. Yes! I want those rough textures. It is getting harder with every stroke and hotter. I am enjoying it more. I can feel the heat of my body, especially between my legs, growing wetter and more awake. It wants to be rubbed. I close my eyes, feeling my king's monstrous creature in my hands. "Aaaahhh," I moan in his ear. I'm so close to his face, which is my purpose so he won't hear the thunder, but I'm unexpectedly enjoying this, moaning and breathing harder along with him.

I can feel his manhood throbbing and stop. He is about to cum. No! I don't want it to end like this.

He gets mad and looks pained because I don't let him cum. He looks so alive now, no longer bothered by the thunder. He pushes my hips to turn me on my side so fast. That was so quick! I am frozen in place, wondering what he is doing behind me. Is he going to punish me?

"Aaaaahh!" The hot and big monster is inside me now. What? I open my eyes in shock. How did he do that? I am struggling to fit him all in. "Aaahh," I close my eyes, feeling the pain.

"Stay still," he commands with such dominance. Then he gives a strong, hard thrust, and I moan, almost screaming.

He thrusts me hard again and again, one at a time, but each one is so intense. Until he starts doing it faster. The pain turns into a desire for more of his hard rubs inside me. I can feel his warmth inside me, brushing against my inner skin. It is getting so good. Yes! More and more. It is like an itch inside that needs to be rubbed by a hard, rough rod. He is so perfect. I can feel his rough veins brushing against me, and his circumcised hood thrusts against my skin so well.

"Yess! There... More! Fuck me, my majesty... Ahhhhhhh!" And he goes faster now. I can feel him throbbing inside me. Aaahh... The throbbing excites me more, and I can't handle it anymore. I cum.

"Uuuuughhh aaahh," he groans behind me and pushes in deeply. I can feel his hot liquids exploding inside me. He is panting and breathing heavily. Then, I can feel his manhood resting against my legs. It withdraws on its own, soft and tired, just like my king, as the storm calms down.