Prisoner of Time

Chapter 10: Fever

My hands were shaking as I stood there still covering myself but I really just wanted to cover my eyes from the Pharaoh undressing before me. I groaned internally at the terrible misfortune that was befalling me. I could really use a break right now, I thought to myself.

My breath hitched and I inched backward, further into the water. "Your highness please, I am still feeling unwell and I do not wish-"

"You don't get to wish anything girl. You're mine." Memphis further disrobed himself and ridded himself of his jewelry. I was not about to be caught oggling him so I turned my back and kept my eyes pinched tightly shut.

Memphis chuckled and I heard him smoothly get into the pool. It suddenly got one hundred degrees hotter and I didn't think it was from the bath.

"You have such lovely skin. I'm sure many of your customers have enjoyed it." Memphis swept my loose strands across my back and traced my shoulder. But once his words registered I quickly turned around to let his ass know that I was most definitely not a whore.

"I am not a... oh goodness what are they called? Prostitute! I am not a prostitute and I'll never be your whore! Will you please leave me alone?"

As I spoke I had to rush out my words, lest I forget what I was talking about. It pained me to think that Memphis' body was perfectly built. His muscular and tan body reflected his rigorous workouts and my brain went straight to mush after taking a couple glances at the rest of him.

Memphis didn't look too happy about my outburst but once he caught my wandering eye he had a smug look on his face that I so dearly wanted to swipe off. So I did what any sane and rational girl would do in my situation. I freaking splashed water in his face and tried to run (swim?) away.

You probably already know how well that worked out.

Not very well, I thought to myself as an angry pharaoh grabbed my arm, rather painfully might I add, and swung me around so that I was pressed directly up against him.

I could feel his member and that told me he was very much excited by my antics contrary to his angry actions.

"Who do you think you are to act that way to the Pharaoh?! I will have you flayed and your heart ripped out for such misconduct!"

I thought surly to myself that my actions just now totally sucked balls and I needed to act fast to make up for my lost cause of an escape.

Flipping myself around to face Memphis I gave my best pouty/sexy look and spoke quietly, "Please your highness I was only being shy! This is after all my first time!"

I hoped to god I didn't look petulant like a child.

"That's hard to believe."

I looked at Memphis without saying a word so that he would finally get the message that I was telling the truth. This was basically my last ditch effort or else I was screwed. Literally.

"Oh."

And there it was.

"I thought that, since you were out late when we found you that, you know you were dressed like,"

"Don't judge a book by its cover your highness. Looks can be deceiving."

This made for a very awkward silence between us.

But thankfully a knock sounded at the door and a muffled Astope said, "Your Highness, General Mendes wishes to speak with you."

Memphis grumbled out a reply and gruffly let me go. He quickly put on his clothes and left me, relieved, still standing in the pool thanking my lucky stars.