994 word(s) Published 130   Princess Kamara hasn't been able to go to sleep. She stood by her window and stared out of the dark night.   Her mind was filled with the image of a man who isn't her future husband. Callan occupied her mind.   Every night, she dreads that the king will summon her for her duties on his bed. While she isn't untouched, she isn't a loose woman too.   And now, she has fallen in love, which makes just the thought of another man putting her hands on her that way fills her up with dread. On a normal way, she should have gone to the king and demand for her right to be on his bed with him, this season.   But, she only felt relief when a time passed and the king does not summon her.   She worried about Princess Danika too. The beatings she got were brutal. Danika has always been brave for a princess, that is wh

   Danika's bladder woke her up all of a sudden. She'd kept her eyes closed, trying to put off the feeling of having to get up from the bed and use the bathroom.    But, the pressure was suddenly unbearable for her. She stirred, stretching herself a little bit. The moment she took that first step into consciousness, she felt his presence.    King Lucien is here. He really did come tonight.    Her eyed opened and found his, standing beside her on the bed.    "My king..." Danika whispered sleepily.    "Get some sleep, Danika... I was not here."    His deep voice blended with the night, and sen

  1160 word(s) Published 132   She clung to him, her body trembling with a kind of pleasure that terrified her while his hard mouth took everything it wanted from hers.   Danika's hand reached out, she pulled up his robe and began untying his underthings.   "Danika..." He breathed to her mouth.   "Please, let me..." She reached inside and wrapped her hand around his warm flesh. His breath hitched as she caressed the length of him.   His breathing hitched, she half-expected him to pull away from her, to stop her from touching him. But, his kisses only became more ardent and intense.   She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, and withdrew her hand. His kisses were like a drug to her system, nothing else existed than his hands on her body and his mouth on her.   Danika reached her hand behind her, to

 977 word(s)Published134 Vetta was in her bedroom with her heart in her throat. She'd heard that today, the fate of those women she'd hired to mess Danika up will be decided. She couldn't sit still, so she paced around the bedroom. Karandy had told her that he will make sure those women do not spill the beans, and she had paid dearly to make sure he gets that side of his job done. She just hopes that nothing goes wrong. She needs to come out of this without really being inside of it. And then she will deal with that bastard for having the effrontery to threaten her and use her body that way without respect. It had taken more than a few days for her body to heal, and because she was given house arrest, she hadn't been able to get pills to stop the ache. She'd kept her fertility pills aside just to be sure that the idiot's seed do not take root first, b