King | j.b

XV

Ariana's eyes fluttered open as the morning sun seeped through the curtains. The brightness of the king's room gave her a warm feeling.

A small smile crept on her lips as she thought about last night. Never in her whole life had she imagined sleeping with the king. It was the last thing she would ever think of.

She felt a strong arm wrapped around her bare waist. She looked at the king's muscled arm. She admired his tattoos and traced the outline of them with her finger.

When she flipped to her other side, she saw the face of a sleeping king. He looked so cute, she thought to herself. His hair was messy and his lips almost seemed as if they curved into a slight smile.

Suddenly, Ariana saw the king, Justin rather, stir in the bed. He softly groaned and stretched his long arms in front of him.

Finally, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Ariana. He smiled and Ariana returned one.

"Good morning beautiful," he said in his morning voice. Ariana's heart leapt as he said the word 'beautiful'.

"Good morning handsome," she said with a large grin on her face.

"Last night was amazing," he suddenly said in his groggy voice. Ariana blushed.

Justin pulled his face closer to hers and  kissed her sweetly. Ariana kissed back, enjoying the moment while she could. Justin wrapped his strong arms around her hips as Ariana played with his hair. Right then, she felt safe.

When they parted, they both laid on their backs and stared at the wall, thinking about the events of the previous night.

"Look at you, you're so beautiful," he said, pulling closer to her. Ariana smiled as he attacked her with kisses.

"Alright, alright," Ariana said. Justin reluctantly withdrew from her.

Ariana sighed and said, "What does this mean?" The king looked at her for a moment, unsure of what she was saying. "I mean what are we?"

The king looked into her eyes, long and hard as if he was battling with his thoughts in his head. But he finally broke the gaze and threw his hands in the air.

"I honestly don't know," he said truthfully. "All I know is that for some unknown, unfamiliar, unexplainable reason-" the king stopped for a moment and sighed, staring at the wall. He ran his hand through his messy hair.

"All I know is that I have feelings for you." And for that, the king spoke truthfully; something he never did very often.

Ariana felt butterflies in her stomach as she smiled at him. She didn't know how to respond. But just as she opened her mouth to say something, at the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the large clock on the wall. She suddenly jolted up.

"I have to go," she said hurriedly as she flipped the covers off her. The king's eyes widened, surprised at Ariana's sudden departure.

She jumped out of bed and it wasn't until then that she realized she didn't have any clothes on. She turned and saw the king staring at her, his eyes wide with greed.

Ariana quickly grabbed her clothes and threw them on. She had to get right to her first session.

Once she was fully changed, she rushed to the king's side of the bed, only to find him still staring at her. It was as if he was in a trance. His eyes had a twinkle in them as he looked at her. A twinkle Ariana had never seen when she first arrived at the castle. A twinkle probably almost no one has ever seen or noticed.

The king pulled her to him by her shirt and brought her face to his. He kissed her desperately and Ariana kissed back, never wanting to let go. The king suddenly grabbed her by the waist and tightened his grip as his hands trailed lower and lower.