"No, Theo, seriously, I am tired. There's-"
His mouth comes down on me again, and I feel his hair caressing my face. I open my eyes.
"Your hair," I say.
He sits up and takes the hair tie that snapped. His hair falls over his shoulders, sticking out on his shoulders and chest that's greasy with sweat.
I sit before him and help him with his hair. He watches me and then his arms wind around my waist and make me sit on his lap. He's smiling.
"What?"
"I feel like newlyweds with you," he says.
"I am your lover, you can think of me like that." After tying it up, I pat his shoulders and say, "There, it's done. Maybe you should cut your hair instead? It's too long."
"Do you like it better if it is shorter?"
I cock my head at him. "I don't know. You look handsome either way," I blurt out.
I freeze at what I said, then I grimace. With no warning, he lifts my waist and makes me sit on his entire shaft. I moan as I bury my face on his shoulders.
"I said no more," I whisper.
He only smiles at me. "You will have to move this time."
He places my hand on his head and the other hand behind me. Then his arm holds my waist, just above my hips then gestures me to move. I redden out of embarrassment, but when he pulls my head to kiss me, I answer it with the same fervor. Before long, my hips are moving on their own, clenching every time our flesh meets. This time, there are no screams of pleasure, there is only the sound of flesh hitting another flesh and the way our tongues dance around each other.
It's slow and agonizing, but so much more intimate. His hard body touches mine and both our mouth and nether regions are joined. Our limbs are entangled and there is nothing more that can beat this. It might be gentle, but the amount of pleasure is dizzying, bewildering. When I feel lightheaded, I slump on his hard chest.


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My eyelids are heavy. I hear people scurrying around the room. I feel the light touch on my cheeks and the undeniable warmth of blanket over my body.
"Good morning," Theo greets as he caresses the hair on my cheeks. "I might have exhausted you last night."
Memories come unbidden on my head. It is a passionate night and I have no regrets over it, even if I fainted right after.
"Yes, you've been too much," I say, not admitting how much I enjoyed it too.
"Sorry, I have been a selfish lover," he says.
"No, you're not."
Then I snuggle on his chest. He pulls me in and whispers, "Take your breakfast. You lost consciousness last night due to hunger."
I look around the room. The servants already left and there is breakfast on the table. A bath is also ready.
I sit up, taking the blanket to cover my nakedness. "I guess Harbin already-" I pause.
I've taken the blanket that previously covers Theo's naked body. He watches me while I rake my eyes throughout his body, lingering too long at his crotch, thinking how it fits inside me multiple times. He leans on his hand and regards me with intensity. I swallow. I feel my desire for him rising.
Knowing full well, he smirks and asks, "Want to do it again?"
As if tempting me, he turns to display his entire body for my viewing, his member stands in attention. I open my mouth, but before I could even say anything, he abruptly sits up, pulls my head, and gives me a hard kiss. Then he pulls me down on the bed and makes me straddle him.
I stare at him, waiting for his instructions. Suddenly, a loud knock comes from the door. I jump from Theo and hide from the safety of the blanket again.
"King Eugene. How long are you going to make me wait?!" It's Klevon.
Theo scratches his head and stands up from the bed. "After breakfast and bath!"
"It's late in the morning already!"
"Oh, shut up! I don't care! I am the King, you need to wait!"
I hear grumblings and heavy steps from outside the room. I shift my attention to Theo, waiting for an explanation.
"Harbin says that your basic education is done. All he needs to do is give you a list of books for further study," Theo answers while wearing a robe and walking towards the breakfast table. I mimic him, taking a robe to cover myself and sit beside him.
"I know you are already strong, but you need more combat knowledge if you'd like to survive someone as skilled as Klevon," he adds.
I take a spoonful of soup. It's creamy and heavy. Reaching for bread, I ask, "After this basic combat know-how from an Owusu, did I already meet the minimum requirements of becoming your lover?" I ask.
"Kaiya…"
"Well, I need to know so I can prepare myself."
"You also need to understand clothes and cosmetics," he adds.
"And?"
"Social etiquettes, which I am sure Harbin has given you the basics. But you need to learn more about it."
"What else?"
"You need to know the people with power in my Kingdom."
"Go on."
"Concubinage too, and-" he pauses, finally sensing my mood. "Are you mad?"
I roll my eyes. "Why would I be?"
"Kaiya, you do know that I love you?"
"Uh-ha," I mutter, enjoying the breakfast. "You said it before."
I hear him taking a deep breath. "How about you? Do you love me?"
"You know I do."
He studies my features, and I look away. He sighs again and quietly eats. Then, he reaches for my hand and squeezes it.
After that, Theo accompanies me to the deck. Klevon is already waiting and is sitting on a wooden box. Sensing our approach, he looks up. Even in a meter distance, Klevon looks threatening. He's tall and huge, he even eclipses Theo's frame. It's like he's a human that is made of pure muscle.
"Finally!" he says. "I've been waiting for hours!"
"It's only nine," Theo says. "And we discussed that she'll be here by eight. It's only a one-hour difference."
"Ha! I thought my King is time-conscious. Seems like he can make exemptions after all! Even if one hour is already considerable!"
"I will leave her to you," Theo says, ignoring Klevon's annoyance. "No rough treatments, is that understood?"
Klevon snorts. "How can I teach her combat properly without roughhousing? Besides, she's a werewolf, she's tougher than you think."
The two glares at each other and I sit on the wooden box, waiting for the two to settle their differences.
It's Theo who gives up and says, "Fine, have it your own, but there should be a limit."
Klevon's smile widens and says, "Of course."
When Theo is out of earshot, Klevon shifts his attention to me and says, "Now, my little werewolf, should we start?"