I whined with disappointment. My entire body was humming with arousal now and I was sure that he knew it too.
“Please, Your Majesty,” I pleaded.
“You beg so very prettily, baby girl,” he murmured, increasing the pace of his thrusts as my hips arched back to meet them.
“Oh, please,” I tried once more. He didn’t give in though, instead pulling free of me after that. He grasped me by the upper arm and lifted me, allowing my skirts to fall down to the floor and hide the fact that there was a plug nestled firmly between my cheeks.
He held up his fingers and I could see my wetness all over his skin. They glistened with the evidence of how very wet it had made me to be bared and plugged before him. He pressed those same fingers forcefully against my lips and I opened for him.
“Clean them off,” he directed, and I did, tasting the musky sweetness of myself across my tongue. I suckled him gently and he groaned. I didn’t even have to look to know that he was hard for me.
“I will introduce you to the court today. You will be safe with me because no one would dare lay a hand on the property of the king,” he explained curtly. I stilled.
“Your property?” I responded unbelievably.
“Yes. You are mine and you would do well to remember that,” he answered.
I opened my mouth to say something sassy in return, but the challenge in his eyes and the heavy plug in my bottom made me hold back. There was no doubt in my mind that he wouldn’t hesitate to bare and punish me again if I questioned what he had to say. When I closed my lips, he smiled gently.
“Good girl. I’m proud of you for remembering your place,” he murmured, as he brushed a stray curl behind my ear. “You’re so very beautiful when you’re blushing for me,” he added after a heavy pause and I dropped my eyes, feeling myself flush even more brightly.
His smile was warm as he lifted my chin and captured my lips in a kiss. I was a bit taken aback by his gentleness as he kissed me, and my heart leapt in my chest. His kiss was tender and haunting, and I pressed myself deeper into it. He claimed me harder and more thoroughly with each passing second and my clit throbbed, awakened with need.
“If you’re a very good girl tonight, I’ll reward you with my tongue and my cock between those pretty thighs,” he whispered as he pulled away from the kiss, and a jolt of desire raced straight down to my core. His thumb traced my sensitive lips and my mouth opened slightly, pleasure rolling through me and making my heart race.
“I’m nervous,” I admitted finally.
“Don’t be. My court is going to love you,” he offered, curling his fingers around mine and squeezing just a little. I wanted to trust him, but I hardly knew him. In my heart, I felt that I may be able to, yet my mind was telling me that it was far too soon.
I stared back at him for a moment and decided it would be best to proceed with caution. I’d protect both myself and ignore the fact that every time he looked at me and said the words baby girl, it made my heart race and my pussy pulse. I wouldn’t allow myself to fall for him.
I couldn’t. I wouldn’t let myself love him, not when he’d spanked me over his knee. Not when he’d punished me in front of everyone watching below his window.
Maybe I felt this way especially because he’d done just that.
I swallowed heavily, alarmed by how very much I felt off-balance by his presence and how he consumed my thoughts after knowing him for less than a day.
He tugged my arm gently, breaking me of my overwhelming thoughts.
“Come now. Let me introduce you to my kingdom,” he ventured softly.
“Okay,” I whispered, hesitantly smiling in his direction.
* * *
For the first time, I was led out of the bedroom that I’d been confined to all day. For a while, I just took in my surroundings, feeling very much like a princess in a fairy tale castle. The walls were made of stone and I traced my fingers along their coolness, allowing myself to be led through the maze of hallways by the king. There were flickering candles that lit the hallway, leaving much of it in shadow. I absentmindedly wondered if the servants here lit and changed them every day, ensuring that they always were glowing bright.
The floors were polished hardwood, thick solid planks that were aged and knotted. My heels clicked against the wood and they gave me a small measure of confidence as I followed Matteo. The plug in my bottom swayed side to side with every step and I soon realized that I wouldn’t be able to forget about it for even a moment throughout the night.
I also couldn’t ignore the way my thighs slid against each other, slick with my own arousal. Did I like being controlled this way? Did I like being reminded of his power over me by such
a simple thing as a plug in my backside?
Maybe I did, but I didn’t want to think about what that meant, not right now. I had more pressing things to worry about than the way my pussy was throbbing hard for his cock right now. I shivered, winding my arm around my cinched waist like it offered some form of protection even though I knew it didn’t.
The two of us walked down a curling staircase made of stone and it looked exactly like I imagined one would look like in a tower from long ago. Our shadows were long in the flickering light and Matteo’s hand squeezed reassuringly around mine. I found it oddly comforting, and I took a deep shuddering breath.
We exited the staircase after descending for some time into a great hall. The walls were covered in more extravagant tapestries down here, an elegant time capsule that showcased knights and round tables and more kings and queens and nobility dressed so beautifully. To the left were two massively carved wooden doors that were open. Men and women in fancy suits and gowns were walking inside, escorted by butlers and servants alike. All of them filtered across the foyer into another set of double doors. I turned my head and peered inside, seeing lines of tables that were already filling with people.