B E N E F A C T I O N

L U S T F U L

I soaked and shaved in the shower quickly.

When I had the opportunity to see outside of this mansion earlier, the sun was setting.

Not being sure when the King will be here, I want to be prepared.

There are no clothes in this room, so I am forced to stay naked. With nothing to do but wait, I sit on the bed and throw the sheets over my body. It doesn't take long for my body to begin to heat up, letting me know the moon is rising high in the sky. With that realization, I grow nervous with each passing second.

Before the great war, I was a devoted Christian. I attended church twice a week, and even taught Sunday School to small children. At the church is where I met my fiancé at the time. He was a sweet, caring, and nurturing man, who was willing to wait or me until we were married. That day never came, so my virginity was never taken.

I remember thinking during the war, how foolish I was for waiting. That the God I was serving, and the bible I dedicated my life too, was only a half truth, which meant it was a whole lie.

What will the King think of my virtue?

Will he want me, or will he let another man use me until I ripe and ready for him? From what I got during my time in the cells, my organs not only rearranged themselves, but my womb had grown, I'm sure to support the size of a werewolf baby.

His baby.

I jump when the room door opens and in walks a small elderly woman. In her hands is a tray of fruits and vegetables, making my mouth water. I hadn't eaten since yesterday, and I hadn't noticed until now.

"Hello, I'm Jawii and I will be your personal chef. I have been asked by the King to present you with something that will boost your energy source. He says that you will need it." For a moment I am grateful that she cannot see my face as I blush profusely. Through the veil of the canopy bed I can make out that she's older and she's of Asian descent.

"Thank you. I am Constance." I reply as I watch her sit the tray down on the nightstand beside me.

"Nice to meet you Constance and enjoy your meal." Jawii says as she leaves the room without another word. Once I am alone, I grab the tray and begin to devour the contents like a starved woman. The fruits are fresh, sweet and ripe. The vegetables are crisp and lightly steamed, and the water that I have been given taste as if it has come from the purest of springs.

It takes me mere minutes to finish everything, and once I am done, I place the tray back on the nightstand and lean back against the black headboard of my bed. My body temperature is rising by the second, I can feel it as soft groans leave my lips. Soon I have stripped the sheets from my body as I arch my back and scream out in agony.

The passion is too hot this time. It burns at my very bones. Heats my blood to the point that I cannot think or see straight.

When the door to my room opens and I smell the familiar and addicting smell of the King, my spine arches violently as my mouth drops open in a plea.

"PLEASE!" I wail as sweat pours from my body making me look like I've been drenched in water.

His silhouette, from what the veil mixed with my blurry vision can see, moves swiftly towards the end of the bed.

I watch as the veil is opened revealing the King.

He wears nothing but a pair of boxer briefs, showcasing his dangerous body.

I have no doubt that he was carved by Zeus himself. The muscle of his legs bulges out, his torso is defined, with eight hard abs flexing. On the side of those abs are muscles I didn't know a man could have. His pecks are large, hard. They look like they are made of steel. His shoulders are broad and rippling with muscle that leads down to his inhuman arms, that are bigger than my head. They flex as he clenches his fist.