Mahnu, An Immortal's Journey

Chapter 12

King Richard looked down at a very glamorous sight. He had never felt so pleasured before...Ever. He put his head onto her chest and sighed.

The King didn't want to stop but felt himself succumbing to exhaustion and his total contentment, and it was too much to fight!

He had felt so proud to making her his new woman, making her go to such a pleasurable outcome, that he had saved himself to give her that feeling again. It had most definitely taken a toll on him, as she did not climax as quickly as she did the first time, but when she did, it was amazing!

Having seen her arch back and moan out his name, satisfied him greatly and just a second or two afterwards, he followed her into that same pleasure, releasing himself inside her with no care at all to any type of predicament that would follow afterwards.

Their breathing had been completely haggard, sweat was dripping from both of them, but it was immensely satisfying to both of them.

But even though it embarrassed the King, he was unable to stop himself from sleeping...

Mahnu watched him fall asleep and could see the dreams starting already.

What am I doing? She asked herself. She looked around thinking, how could she have even forgotten where she was!?

Slowly, freeing herself from his tight grasp, she stepped back from the bed and looked at his naked body.

Why is it that I think it's beautiful? It wasn't the first time she had seen a male's naked body, but she had never thought about it and it never had done anything to her. Yet, this person...Not the usual sentimental beautiful but the...What did he say? Desire? Yes...I would say that I desire that beautiful body.

She had seen muscular man and lean man, but the King was neither. He had muscle but also a tiny bit of fat that made him look more desirable to her. Having seen him do training and have to walk a lot, he was also sitting a lot, drinking and eating.

Putting a hand down his body, unable to stop herself, she felt like she had never seen a more desirable man in her existence...Never...

Kissing his back, she saw him slightly move, but not wake and...The images from his dreams snapped and sealed her desires shut and she put on her clothes.

Sitting in her usual place by the Kings bed, she watched his dreams in silent torture and something else she didn't dare try to figure out.

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The King woke to find himself alone on the bed. Looking around in haste, he found Mahnu with her eyes closed and fully dressed. Sighing in relief, that she hadn't left him entirely, he walked over to her. "Is this where you would sleep?"

"I don't sleep."

King Richard was sure that was an honest answer but how could that be? Perhaps...Her definition of sleep? No...Then...Is that why she is so grumpy?

He wasn't in the mood to questioning more into this at the moment, simply because she look so damned desirable in his own personal bed chamber!

He pulled her towards him and kissed her. He was happy how she melted into him, it was like they fit each other perfectly. Mahnu was lost in both of their thoughts again and before she knew it, he had stripped her and placed her on top of him, making her let out a cry. It really happened so fast that any woman would let out a cry in not just the sudden small pain but a cry to the surprise of the quick action!

He moved her on top of him as he caressed and kissed her. Seeing now, that it was daylight, her skin was really quite beautiful, he rubbed his hand over the silkiness of it and could only want to plunge himself deeper within her. There were no marks, none, like she had been a noblewoman and never had done anything like farming or kicking a guy and holding him down to the dirt!