Mahnu, Her Journey Chapter 4 Part3

CHAPTER 4 (Part three)

All the while, King Richard finished his work late and he called for Mahnu while he continued to drink and had a bath. She didn't come and he was out sooner, annoyed. He went to his bed chamber balcony, calling for her again, when there was a knock on the door.

It was the Queen, she smiled attentively and asked him if he could be with her. When he politely refuses, she asks about the rumour that he had kissed someone.

The King sighs at the haste of the rumour getting around the palace and confirms it. He doesn't want to play games, thinking the Queen close enough to understand. There were Kings that had more than just the Queen and he felt like he had just become one of them.

Just one more, he thought, Mahnu and no one else.

The Queen stumbles on words, asking who she is. The King looks at her and respectfully asks her to leave so he can go to sleep as he was tired. He knew that he would have to talk to her about Mahnu soon but now wasn't the time.

The Queen leaves his Majesty’s bed chambers angrily. Her father in her head again about keeping the Kings attention.

‘I don’t want to see conflict for the throne!’ His words now drumming into her ears.

The King sighs and wonders if Mahnu will see him even after that conversation, sure that she would have heard it.

His desire to see her took him back to the veranda to say her name once again.

She comes, but keeps her distance, "The Queen..."

The King sighed, "Please don't worry about her."

He could feel the distance between them already growing.

"I am not one to get involved in petty things."

The King got mad, he closed the gap between them, taking her into his arms. "You call this petty?"

He kissed her, so that she understands his urgency. She parted her lips and he took advantage of her mouth, melting along with his tongue.

How can something that feels this way be petty? He wanted to ask her.

Slowly he started to undress her and he felt her flinch.

Pulling back enough, to look into those beautiful wide eyes of hers, he asked her if she had come here before. It was an attempt to ease her mind by changing the subject.

She breathed in and looked away, making him gather her closer to him.

"And why didn't you come to me in the bath when I called?"

She looked at him and said, "I was taking care of something."

The King leaned towards her ear, asking her what this something was, before nibbling at it.

He felt her hands hold onto him harder and her breath quicken.

"Well?" He asked again, kissing down her neck.

Mahnu felt utterly defeated, she couldn’t even respond to him properly!

The power he has over me is scary, she thought, leaning towards him.

"...There was...another a.s.sa.s.sin."

The King stopped, he really didn't like it that she was doing something so dangerous. "It's ok, they are with the authorities now." Mahnu said, looking at him.

Her eyes still held desire in them. King Richard picked her up and took her to his giant bed.

He'll deal with that later, he thought, as right now his mind was completely occupied with her.

After removing the rest of her clothes and his, Mahnu become shy, making the King become even more desperate for her. Her innocence was flushed all over her face, he thought she looked adorable.

“What’s wrong, my dear?” Her face told him that he needed to slow down.

He sprawled beside her on the bed and trailed a finger across her belly.

“Mmm?” He tried to tempt her to answer.

When he kissed her shoulder, she finally answered, “Uh…I don’t know…”

King Richard looked at her and put his hand to her face. “It’s okay. Just focus on me…on my hand.”

He closed her eyes with his hand and put his thumb slowly across her lips. He put his hand slowly down her neck and to her left exposed breast. Watching as she let out a sigh, he decided that he had never had so much fun giving someone pleasure before.

He took in one of her nipples into his mouth and felt her body beside his move.

Letting out a groan, he moved down kissing her stomach and she said quickly, "What is this!?"

The King settled himself lower and murmured, "Desire."

A brief moment, later he asked her, "Why are you clean?"

What…You want me dirty? Mahnu thought. She didn’t understand why she was angry that he had stopped what he was doing. It had felt like she had been rising towards something that she found herself looking forward to!

Putting a finger where his mouth had just been, he watched as she let out a moan. "Is it because of that other night?" He asked teasingly, watching her has now become his new favourite thing to do.

"Ye...Yes"

"I want you to have baths with me from now on." He whispered.

She responded, but not to what he was saying. She was in his power and he felt obliged to help her reach her peek of that pleasure.

Placing himself on top of her, he drove himself into her with haste, unable to wait any longer. His desire at a peak he'd never felt before.

She held onto him and cried out, making him worry if he had hurt her.

Shamelessly, he kissed her instead of asking and drove into her further making them both groan.

Was this what it was like to become a woman, Mahnu wondered. It was so exhilarating that she could understand why some humans wanted it so much.

When King Richard whispered her name, Mahnu whimpered out as a huge new feeling overcame her. It was such a shock to her that she latched onto him.

The feeling overcame her entire being, making her tremble all over and think of nothing else.

Heat flushed through her like waves and she found herself moaning, unable to hold in her voice.

This kind of feeling was the total opposite of pain that Mahnu never knew existed. It hardly seemed realistic to her, she would more so believe she was trapped in some kind of fantasy instead. It was far from what she was used to feeling, that acute, knife searing kind of pain.

Over a thousand years and still learning that such a thing existed made her want to laugh out loud.

Mahnu started to feel normal again after a moment and remembered where she was.

“Oh…My!” She said, unable to create any other words.

“Mahnu.” King Richard whispered in her ear, making her tremble yet again.

“Your Majesty?” Mahnu noticed her voice shook.

“Call me Richard.”

He lifted her higher and she could feel the promise of even more pleasure. “Richard!”

Mahnu clung to him, as he did her, and they forgot everything else.

King Richard looked down at a very glamorous sight. He had never felt so pleasured before. He put his head onto her chest and sighed.

The King didn’t want to stop but felt himself succ.u.mbing to exhaustion and his total contentment was too much to fight.

Mahnu watched him fall asleep and could see the dreams starting already.

What am I doing? She asked herself. She looked around thinking, how could she have even forgotten where she was!?

Slowly freeing herself from his tight grasp, she stepped back from the bed and looked at his naked body.

Why is it that I think it’s beautiful? It wasn’t the first time she had seen a male’s body but she had never thought about it and it never had done anything to her. Yet, this person…Not the usual sentimental beautiful but the…what did he say? Desire? Yes…I would say that I desire that beautiful body.

The images from his dreams snapped and sealed her desires shut and she put on her clothes. Sitting in her usual place by the Kings bed, she watched his dreams in silent torture and something else she didn’t dare try to figure out.