I sit on the edge at the foot of the bed. Klevon and I rented an inn room. Right now, he is in the bath while I comb my wet hair. I am the one who proposed this; I am even in my bathrobe and yet, I feel like I am doing something wrong. Why would I though? It is Theo's fault for having multiple women, why am I any different? Why can't I have multiple lovers?
'Because you are not a King with duties to a nation,' my mind screams but I keep it pushed down.
I remember the way Ami shakes her head at me as Klevon and I are leaving the bar. Nadif and Elroy have their mouths open. And Silvino is looking curiously at us.
I shake my head and close my fist. I am here now. I already said that I will fuck Klevon, so there is no turning back now. I glance at the shower. He is still inside and is taking his sweet time. He is even taking a longer time to shower than I did, and I am the one who is uncertain about all of this.
Suddenly, the door to the shower opens, and I instinctively look away.
"I intentionally stayed longer in the bathroom to give you time to think this over and escape, but here you are still."
Without another choice, I bite my lips and turn my attention to him. My mouth hangs open. With only his lower body covered, he is fucking huge! He is a being made of pure muscle. Not to mention the tallest man I ever met! There are even obvious scars on his body!
I swallow hard as I imagine the next events. I will fuck him?! Who am I kidding?! I will be the one who's going to be fucked! Why did I even think of this?!
"You are getting pale, Kaiya," he teases. "Don't worry, I am known to be gentle in bed."
He moves closer to me and I can't help but recoil from his size. I feel the need to run away but I stay put. He places his arms on both sides of me and kisses my cheeks. I tightly shut my eyes. It really does not feel the same. With Theo, just a single kiss, and my body is already tingling with desire.
"Are you afraid of me?" he asks.
I open my eyes. He is searching my face. "You are too huge," I admit.
The first time I met him, I was afraid of him too. But that was because I know he can kill me, and now, I don't even want to delve into why I am afraid!
He grins. Abruptly, he lifts my body and drops me on the center of the bed. I balk, my fear is showing. "You said you'd be gentle!" I complain.
Instead of answering me, he takes a hold of my hands that are tightly clutching my bathrobe. "Instead of tightly clutching on this, you should start showing your body to me."
I purse my lips as I glare at him. I sit up and he withdraws his hand from me. Instead, he sits before me. We look at each other, and right now, I don't dare make the first move, especially when he eclipses my size like this.
"What are you waiting for?" he urges. "You are going to fuck me, right?"
I tightly close my fist. I look him over again and I don't know where to start. Should I hug him? Kiss him? Touch him somewhere private?
"Kaiya, stop staring already, or I will lose control before you even make the first move."
At first, I was confused about what he meant until my eyes move to his crotch. That is definitely an erect manhood, but why the hell is it too huge?! That should not be proportional to his body size! That would wreak me! And yet, the longer I stare at it, the bigger it gets.
I glance at the window and the door. Maybe I should just escape. Fuck my pride! I can't take that inside me. Theo is already large, and Klevon is just too much!
I start to move away from the bed. My feet haven't even touched the floor when he catches my waist and wraps his arms around me. I instantly flinch.
"Where are you going?" he asks.
"Bathroom. Shower," I squeak. "Food, maybe."
Klevon laughs. "Now you are making feeble excuses to escape me. You are going to use me, right?"
How can I use him when I am the one who's afraid?! Suddenly, he licks the side of my neck. I jerk from the sudden action. I try to move away, but his arms tighten around my body. He continues his licking and kissing, until I drop to the bed, with my chest against the bed.
He takes the opportunity and traps me underneath him, while he continues sucking on my neck. I am nervous and my heart is pounding so hard against my ribcage. This is a terrible idea, I learned that now.
"Klevon, you are heavy, and that stings," I complain, as I struggle against his weight.
He didn't budge and I can clearly feel him between my legs. I was supposed to take the initiative, but rather, I am certain I will be fucked hard instead! His size is scary as hell!
Once he's done, he turns me over and lightly touches the place he is sucking earlier. "There you go. Once Theo sees these, I wonder if we'll both die on the spot. Or is it only me who will get murdered?" he asks.
"Don't joke about it. That's not funny."
He grins. "If we are going to die anyway, why don't we enjoy the night instead, Kaiya?"
"How can I enjoy this, if you are trapping me underneath?"
"Because, I plan to take the initiative on our first time, especially when you are having second thoughts on this. Once we are done with our first round, you can take the reins for our succeeding rounds."
I scrunch my face. "R-rounds?" I ask, my voice quivering.
A glint of mischief appears in his eyes. "Do you really think I will let you go after one round? You must be kidding me, especially when I am already too close to bursting."
"Pervert," I say.
And yet, when he leans down to kiss my cheeks, I let him. When he nibbles on my collarbones, I also allowed him. Even when he kisses my mouth, I tightly close my eyes and open my mouth so he can kiss me deeper. And when he did, my arms wind around his neck. I even tilt my head to give him better access.
I am not sure if the way he devours my mouth and the way his tongue interlaces with mine counts as great in kissing. All I know is that, even if I don't love him, even if I feel discomfort in the way he hugs me, his kisses are different.
But he is focusing too much on his kisses that I start to move my face away. Instead, his kisses return to my neck, and there he stays for a long time, sucking and licking until I am afraid that I am riddled with bruises already.
"Klevon, stop with my neck already. Just move on."
He pulls back up. "Aren't you the impatient one?"
I blush. "That's not what I meant!"
It's because I feel nothing anymore as he continues with his kisses. I am feeling dull, even if his kisses have eliminated my earlier fear.
And so, when his hands touch my body, I start to feel something again. No matter how hard and rough he looks, his fingers are gentle as he trails every outline of my body. I didn't even notice when I am already fully naked in front of him, and I am already heaving with… what? Is this finally a desire for another man?
When he places my nipple in his mouth and he teases the other, I realize that this really is lust and desire. My breathing changes and my hands start to grab his arms, his shoulders, his neck, and even the back of his head–everywhere I can dig my fingers in to have a sense of this clawing desire in my gut. I feast on his heaving, muscular body. And my body feels those first stirrings of desire for him.
When his fingers cup my heat, and a finger momentarily slips in, a moan comes out of my mouth. I even open my legs wider for him. He looks at my face and a victorious smile appears on it. I am about to frown when he pulls out and thrusts his finger again. He easily gets a rhythm and my body starts to cave in with the rising pleasure.
My body arches in a delicious thrill and I grab the sheets as my head rolls back. Yes, this is just desire. No love. All lust. I am having sex with another man, finally! And I am being pleasured to the point that it becomes painful. This is just pure lust.
And so, I grab at Klevon as he inserts another finger inside. I balk at the sensation. He is hitting every area inside me that feels so… so wonderful. And he is not stopping, even when I am already trembling, heaving, and sweating in this wanton activity.
I raise my trembling arms, and he moves into my embrace while he continues his service. I close my eyes, as I dig my fingers into his shoulders. I am so close, so, so close. His fingers are doing wonders inside as if he perfectly knows how to touch a woman's body.
And then, Theo's face appears in my mind and I imagine that he is doing this thing to me, even if the size inside me is wrong, even when the smell is wrong.
My insides clench and I burst into my orgasm. My legs shake and I bury my face in his chest, trembling as my orgasm continuously wreaks my body.
"So, it feels so good here, huh," Klevon comments and presses at my pleasure spot again.
My body raises in another orgasm again, but the spell is completely broken. I am not with Theo. I am with his captain. And the body that I am grabbing right now is not his, but a man I don't love. And Theo… he is with another woman, and who knows if for once, I ever crossed his mind while he's having sex with another.
And then tears fall again. Even when I am with another man and I think of Theo, thoughts of him will completely unravel me. Even if the fingers that pleasure me, belong to another man.
Really, I am nothing but a King's whore. And now, just a common whore.
"I am sorry," I weep. "I am a bad woman. I am weak and shallow. Klevon, I am sorry."
Klevon takes out his fingers inside me. Instead of being angry, he pulls me to his body and massages my head and back.
"It's fine, Kaiya. At least, I am treated to this. It's already fine with me."
"You are lying," I say. And yet, I bury my face in his chest as I continuously murmur "I'm sorry" to him.