Prolouge

Wine dribbles down to her chin to her slender white neck intoxicated by the sweet nectar burning down her throat. Cold Breeze swaying her long straight White hair with streaks of red strands slowly, the room was cold but her body was burning with warmth and desire.

Her throat became dry as she looked at his cold blue eyes brimming reflected by the light of the low fire just staring at her emotionlessly. Burning coal and the smoke wafted around the room making her vision teary and blurry almost making her head spin but she only trailed her eyes focusing on him alone. She touched the side of his hair without a word on the tip of her pale fingers slightly afraid but she wanted to feel him. The crackle of the low fire is the only thing can be heard in the dark cold room.

It was snowing outside but she didn't even bother closing the windows, her body is in the stage where she is too intoxicated to notice of the cold invading her room. She leaned herself to him and her hand moved lower then stopped just on top of his chest while he stayed motionless not moving an inch, she can feel her own heart beat hammering inside her chest while breathing slowly and a white puff blew out of her nose and rose-colored lips due to the cold.

Her love for him was boundless and she chose to remain loyal just for him only, desperation for her pursuit of love was always etched inside her heart and she will not let go of it. Her hand travelled again but to the bottle of wine beside her and she downed another drink with large gulps some wine even spills to her mouth, then she coughs profusely because of the burning wine she felt on her throat and she tried hard to breathe trying to calm herself for a few minutes. She suddenly felt her body warming up, a rush of adrenaline down below her waist, she can feel her desire growing by the second while looking at him, she put down the wine bottle beside her again with a light thud, then her other hand travelled down her waist to the deepest parts of herself while she slowly showed him the way of another heaven.

She threw her head back offering herself to him in view just for his eyes to feast on. Her hands touching her mounds softly caressing and pulling creating tingles which sent her shivers not from the cold but pleasure, and the robe that was so thin you can see through the heavenly body emit heavenly desires. Sitting on the cold marbled floor with nothing underneath the thinly white robes.

Her cave was oozing full of desires and waiting to be taken. It was something she learned to past her time and she could only present it to him behind closed doors and it was for him only.

His intense gaze moved from her eyes to her voluptuous body that was offered just for him. He stared at her in drunk stupor and watched in under his gaze how she tries to please him with pleasuring herself. It ignited the built-up fire inside of him, his manhood grew stiff at the sight beholds in front of him but he tried to refrain himself and not give in to his own selfish desires.

Watching her intensely with a powerful gaze like a hunter as she finally reached her climax and her desires was poured down the floor, while she took a minute to catch her breathe.

"I could not capture your beauty in the painting, and I also could not capture your heart when it has already found love" still in her drunken stupor facing the painting and she slurred in each word but he understood everything

It reminded him of his lover's infidelity which triggered his anger. Without a second thought, he closed the distances between the small room grabbed her by the neck and pulled him closer to him with their lips smacked against each other. Pain is the only thing she can only feel not from her bleeding lips bitten by him, but she can feel his pain in his heart through his actions as he holds her tightly making her suffocate.

With surprisingly enough strength, she manages to broke out from his deathly grip and he quickly pulled off her as if he was burned by the fire, he moved to a small distance across the room with deep breathes, he have know idea why he did that, he was known for controlling and composing, but tonight, as if he was entranced by her beauty he cannot control himself almost like a beast in heat.

Kroniah desperately grasps for air while her chest heaving up and down touching her purple hand print etched in her pale colored skin, she have no idea and was too shocked thinking the painting suddenly moved, her robes were disheveled and one of her mounds peaking out on her flimsy robe. She slowly raised her head looking at the back of a man she known all too well, she has slowly broken out from her drunken stupor and can only watch in horror, shock, or a hint of happiness when she realize it was him not the painting but the real King. With a Yelp.

"—Your Highness! King Aïdes, please forgive me! I was drunk and did an unpleasant behavior in front of your presence!"

She composed herself and quickly kneeled with her head on the floor which brought a massive headache to her sudden movement yet she kept her position bowing in front of the King who is like a God to her with so much regret and shame.

He ignores her having no idea what he was doing then he saw the bottle of wine that she drank down earlier and he used his power to pick up the bottle of wine with his wind magic attribute, taking a closer look that Kroniah drank from earlier.

"A bottle of nectar, gifted by King Dion, one of the most famous Kingdom who serves heavenly Wine and World Renowned Courtesan Branch who bests in so called Pleasures…" Aïdes said in a deep husky voice which is getting deeper

Analyzing the bottle with his sharp blue eyes almost speaking to himself while looking at the bottle, telling one of the most notable tell tales of one of the Great Kingdoms, and his eyes growing darker then he slowly drank the bottle of wine till its last dropped. He smashed the bottle by the wall and she watched in awestruck silence.

It all happens so quickly as He transported using magic and grabbed Kroniah again by the hair, then smashed her small body to the small canopy bed making a squeaky noise, as their weight is force upon the bed. He opened her mouth using his tongue and forced her to drink the remaining wine down her throat, their tongues danced and she was ignited with passion, it was her second kiss from him, the first one is from their wedding. He grabbed both her hands putting over her head while he devoured her lips intensely. He tore the thinly robes covering her sensual body with a sharp tug making a ripping sound and it was all tattered beside the bed, he started kissing her neck and greedy hands grabbed her body she treasures so much, leaving trails of love bites everywhere his lips go.

Small gasps of pleasure and pain resonates around the cold damp room, only their bodies flared with warmth and passionate embrace. His hand stopped touching her mounds and moved slowly down to where her feminine parts lie which was dripping in pleasure moments ago and she shudders as his lips touch between her neck and collarbone tickling her, after that he bit her altogether pushed a finger inside of her making her moan. He can feel her walls wrapped around his finger tightly indicating her hymen has not yet been breached just waiting for him to take it.

She yelps on the weird feeling of small pain and pleasure as he starts to moves in and out on her hymen slowly and tried to pull away from him but he holds her down, then he threw away his garments using his magic quickly showing his Godly features under the low light of the fireplace, His pale chiseled toned body and a sweat dripped on the right side of his muscled chest going down to his perfectly shaped 8 pack of abs.

His chest heaved up and down as he took a breathe and each breathe he takes he can smell the desire and fear emitting from her body, he then slowly pulled out his massively proud girth filled up with veins and pre cum on the tip almost dripping. Kroniah couldn't stop looking at his Godly man body, it was her first time where she can see all of his godly features. He pulls her hand to his girth and showed her how to pleasure a King.

"My King, please stop…" She whispered desperately trying to stop him from going any further

"Not like this…" trying to pull her hand away from his strong grip

"Its Your Highness to you, only She can call me that" with an authoritative tone, he kissed her soft mounds and sucked on the tip sending sparks on her spine

"I beg you, Your Highness…" with a shakey voice and teary eyes, she was overwhelmed with pleasure he was giving her 

"Your body says otherwise, Niah" he said while slowly sucking the other mound