by Sadie Dane
Abruptly, Gia stood, sending the potential scrambling to her feet. There was no use in torturing herself with useless fantasies any longer.
With her hands at the opening of her silk robe, Gia was in the act of sliding it off when she heard a commotion just outside her door. She didn't have to wait long before discovering what, or in this case, who, had caused it.
"Are you okay?" Prince Corbin barked his question. Behind him a line of potentials fluttered between knowing this man was not allowed where he was and needing to stay true to their training.
"Hora, shall I call the guards?" the pretty blond potential asked nervously.
Gia couldn't take her eyes off of the prince as he stood in the doorway. Last night she'd noticed his mouth, the way that even when he was angry the corners turned upwards as if always a moment away from a smile. Not that he’d had much reason to smile at her since they'd met. His brown eyes and wavy brown hair were average, but charmingly so and his square jaw just lent more to the whole fairytale prince look he embodied.
At that moment, he held his stiff, muscular body in an inclined position as if he was actively holding himself back. Hesitant, cautious, these were both words that had sprung to her mind when she'd spied on him as he arrived in Atvia. That first impression had been much of the reason she'd resorted to using the blue lotus.
"No, thank you, potential. Goodness knows if we call the guards, I'll be the one with my ass in the air again. Please, everyone, go back to your rooms. Tell no one." Having been given an order from their hora the potentials turned to obey. In seconds, Gia was alone with the prince who had not moved from his position.
She smirked, but her heart wasn't really in it. "You spanked me and now you are asking if I am okay?"
Corbin shoved his hand through his hair. "I'm not normally like that. This kingdom, it's as if I traveled to a different world rather than a different land. I just cannot seem…"
"I don't usually like it as much."
"to...What?"
This time her smile was real. "Don't worry, foreign prince. I've been on that table before, and I will most likely be on it again. The pain always fades."
Corbin took one step towards her and stopped. "Why did you drug me?"
"Because I wanted to determine if you had come to Atvia on a lie or with ulterior motives. But, I could tell you weren't a man easily persuaded by beautiful breasts and so by drugging you, I lowered any defenses you came here with, making you vulnerable and above all honest when I interrogated you."
Corbin gave her a double take that was almost comical. "Was that so hard? Jesus Christ, woman. If you had just been this cooperative in the beginning...."
"Are you okay?" Gia asked him. He continued to thread his fingers through his hair and Gia feared he might be bald by the time he finished. "Was it possibly your first time?" If it was, he'd taken to it beautifully.
The prince shuffled and it was all the answer she needed.
"How do you feel about it?"
He straightened at her question as if trying to get out of its way. "The span…discipline affected me," he said begrudgingly.
Gia felt like the room had shrunk. The very air between them had grown thick. The perfume from her bathwater lingered until she felt like the smell might suffocate her. She was too hot and her skin burned almost as badly as her ass. This cautious, crazy, foreign man standing almost inside her room, worried and confused, was too much for Gia to contemplate. There was one thing, though, that she thought might help clear her head.
Gia maintained complete eye contact as she slid her hands under the edges of her robe and guided the fabric over her shoulders and off her body. It fell to the floor with a gentle whoosh.
Corbin's eyes darkened and he froze.
And then he was suddenly in front of her, beside her, behind her. His hands and lips roamed over her body with a hunger she wasn't used to. Gia was not still herself as she tugged at his clothing, needing to forget his concern as desperately as she needed to feel his skin.
He moved to cup her bottom and Gia cried out in pain. She cursed her own weakness. Surely whatever spell had been cast was broken now.
Corbin merely turned her around, gently, as he slowly lowered himself down to his knees despite the rough stone floor. With the tip of his finger he traced the edges of redness that had blossomed on her cheeks like a flower in the spring. He closed his eyes as he kissed each cheek with such kindness Gia felt tears form in her eyes.
What was this? What was he doing to her?
She didn't want it to stop but knew if it continued as it was now, her heart would be in danger. A hora was permitted to have sex with whomever she wanted to, whenever she wanted to. She could continue and not jeopardize anything, as long as she did it right and on her terms.
Gia grabbed his muscular bicep and yanked Corbin back to his feet. As soon as he was standing she pushed at his chest as hard as she could and watched him tumble back into the sunken tub full of warm water. He resurfaced, sputtering and coughing. Gia immediately stalked towards him, aware of how very naked she was. She gingerly slipped one foot in the water, then the other. He'd found the edge and sat on the submerged bench, seeming to have forgiven her for tossing him in the water as he watched her approach like a hawk watches breakfast. When she was close enough to touch him she bent her legs and disappeared under the water.
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Corbin hissed as her nails scraped against his thighs. He couldn't see her well, the water was deep enough to cover her and had some sort of aromatic substance added that made it murky. He felt the warmth of her mouth surrounding his shaft. Even though he still wore his trousers it felt amazing, but Corbin felt shaky, unsure. He'd let go in a way he'd never done before earlier in the Discipline Plaza and it was more important to him now to make sure she was all right.
He gently tugged her off of his cock, every male part of him groaning in silent protest. She'd been under water long enough. Absently, he began to wonder how long she could hold her breath. Was that something they taught you in sex training? She broke the surface like a pouting mermaid. Her wet hair hung down the sides of her face, plastered to her cheek. Her skin looked brighter in contrast. Almost luminescent. "Are you pure Atvian?"
She scrunched her eyebrows and crinkled her nose, the expression altogether adorable. "Not at all. I was bought as a child."
Corbin narrowed his eyes. "By the king?"
"Yes." She raised her chin in an act of pride as if daring Corbin to say anything disparaging.
Corbin felt a fraction of what he had felt earlier in the plaza, of what had shaken him so much that he'd bullied his way into her room to check up on her. When she'd been bent over in front of him and he'd let the first swing of the paddle fall across her cheeks, he hadn't felt the detached aversion he thought he would. He had eagerly spanked her a second and third time and had loved the change in color on her butt. He'd felt strong and more than that, he'd felt responsible for her as though it was his job to pleasure her as it was his job to correct her. He'd wanted so much to leap on the table and mount her like a wild animal proving to every onlooker that she was his. She belonged to him.
But that wasn't right, because she was a human person and he shouldn't want to claim her like a piece of land but mostly because she already belonged to someone. Literally.
"We don't have to talk about it," Gia said, climbing forward. "We don't have to talk." She straddled his lap now and kissed him, slowly. Her tongue swept across his lower lip. He grabbed the sides of her hair and pulled her down. She was completely naked, a fact he had not forgotten, but he still wore his clothes. Thanks to Gia they were now soaking wet.
He pulled her back by her hair. She whimpered. "Are you sure you are okay?" He needed to be positive.
"Yes, gods it was amazing." She illustrated her point by rubbing her sex against his shaft.
"Does getting spanked usually turn you on like this?" He didn't think he wanted to know the answer.
"Never. I told you th
at earlier. This is new."
The beast inside of Corbin roared in approval. That answer he would take willingly. He grabbed at the hair at the back of her head and used it like a rein to guide her face up close. Her lips parted as she gasped, softly.
"Undress me," Corbin demanded, unable to hold back his inner beast any longer. Gia whimpered as her hands flew to the fastenings in his pants. Nimble fingers made quick work and soon he felt her as he needed to, her skin sliding against his own. The water was just warm enough to keep the chill away but not too warm for the hot day. He held her face in his hands. Using his thumb, he traced the outline of her lips. They were pink and full. The way the bottom lip jutted out like she was almost permanently pouting was familiar, though he couldn't have told you why. It wasn't the first time he'd thought that while he looked at her. Her dark eyes were also something he thought he'd seen before, or perhaps he'd only seen them in his dreams.
Gia reached down and grabbed his cock. Her fingers definitely knew what to do with his sizable shaft, but it was too fast for Corbin. He wanted to explore her, wanted to enjoy every inch of her body. Corbin slid her hands off of his length. She looked at him quizzically. "What's the rush?" he asked.
She hid her expression, but not before Corbin saw a sliver of what had flashed behind her eyes. Worry. Panic. Though the look she gave him now was only playful.
She smiled. "I do have tasks to attend to today." She leaned forward and kissed him slowly, fully on the lips.
He loved the taste of her, like honey. "Potentials to train?"
"Well, I certainly don't plan on wasting any more time on that table."
Just the mention of the table and Corbin felt his body tense. His very blood seemed to heat up. Again, he felt the desire to protect, own, and dominate. Like fire crackling to life. Only now, he couldn't concentrate on something else to calm him down. The reason for his arousal was currently naked and actively wiggling on his own equally bare body.
Corbin lifted them up so that he stood in the waist deep water. Gia instinctively wrapped her legs around his middle. He held her at the sides of her ass, cupping the globes, but always careful to keep his grip wide, so as not to come in contact with the sorest parts. He turned them and put Gia down, rotating her so she was on her knees in the tub, her hands grasping the edge of the stone. He was a little sad not to have a clear view of her beautiful breasts, but looked up and saw an image that would forever be seared into his mind. Gia, on her knees, her beautiful face drawn in a heady expression of desire, reflecting back to him from the full length glass mirror. Her breasts hung and swung freely. He saw his own image behind her and could barely recognize his reflection. He didn't need to look at himself anyway.
Corbin knew she would be ready for him. He had seen her glistening wetness back at the table. He positioned the head of his penis at her entrance. "Look at yourself, Gia," he said in a voice he barely recognized. "Watch what you look like when I'm inside you." He waited until he saw her black eyes before sliding into her.
From the moment he'd laid eyes on her he'd imagined what her pussy would feel like. With her position in the kingdom he thought his size would be something she might be able to handle, a fact he wasn't ever going to admit out loud. That didn't matter though, considering he'd gotten to the real thing and it was as snug, warm, and amazing as he thought it would be.
"Oh, my, gods," Gia wailed, making his cock harder.
Corbin began thrusting in and out of her, quickly, earnestly. He marveled in the way her words had cut off. He should have hated how it made him feel to know that he'd been the reason she couldn't speak, that he'd made her silent with his cock, but he reveled in it.
Her strangled moans lingered in his ears. Corbin slowed, savoring the moment. He trailed a finger down her spine, memorizing each inch. She had a freckle on her lower back that begged to be kissed, licked, savored.
"No," she gasped. "Don't slow down." She bucked back, bearing down on his cock. "Fuck me hard, please." Desperation lined her words. Corbin got the feeling there was more to the situation than she was saying.
Corbin gripped her hips and halted their movement. She shrieked in frustration. "What is going on, Gia?"
"Nothing, can't you just shut up and fuck me?"
He almost chuckled at her tone. The hora didn't mince words. "What are you afraid of?" He kept one hand gripped at her hip, stilling her, while the other lazily played across her back.
"I'm afraid you won't get moving and let me come." Her words were coated with irritation.
"Do you think that is an appropriate tone to use when speaking to me?" He rubbed his palm over her ass.
She twisted her head around to look at him. "What makes you think I care abou…?" He let his palm fall on her ass. The force of it vibrated against his cock, still buried inside of her. Gia hissed.
"You will be respectful, Gia. Treat others as you wish to be treated." To drive his point home he spanked her again. She had been wet before, but as he began to spank her, she grew wetter. He felt the warmth around his cock. He wasn't unaffected either. His palm tingled with each slap. The sound of it combined with the vibration of each smack. He released her hip and continued his thrusts, afraid he'd come while he was motionless inside of her.
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Her moan was like surrender. Everything she had been trying to hold onto spilled out on the back of that wail. The feelings she told herself she couldn't feel-not ever, with anyone-overwhelmed her. Her orgasm ripped through her whole body like a flooding river. Unlike anything she had felt before, it was more than sensation, more than the place where their bodies united. But how?
Why this man? Why now? Emotion threatened to choke her. This feeling threatened to ruin everything. She tried to swallow it down. He didn't want to see it. He continued to move in and out of her, cooing soft, sweet words that only provided more fodder for her to choke on. He brushed her sore butt cheeks and Gia could not hold herself back any longer. She sobbed once before coughing on it.
Gia winced and waited for his annoyance. Most men had no idea what to do when a woman cried-especially if she happened to be naked at the time. Her king was the exception to that rule, of course.
Corbin pulled out and sat in the water that had cooled some since she'd first pushed him in. He wrapped his arms tightly around her so that she settled in his lap. She could feel his hardness pressing against her. He had yet to reach his release.
He didn't speak at first, rather he simply cradled her in his arms as she trembled, biting back her tears. "Gia," her name was a whisper on his lips. "My Gia. You've been so strong for so long, just let it go."
Even with his permission she couldn't bring herself to show that level of weakness.
"I want to take care of you, Gia. Please, let me."
She let herself be held, melting into his arms. Her face pressed against his chest and she listened to the soft, steady beat of his heart.
Everything Corbin did was different because he never did anything for himself. She was just beginning to realize that. He held her for so long the water turned cold. At some point he lifted them out and silently laid them down under the arched entrance to her balcony. He'd arranged a blanket on the stone floor and pulled her pillows around them so they could lay together, like cats in the sun. Gia didn't let herself think about anything the entire time. She could sense something magical was happening.
Absently, she began to hum an old tune from her childhood. She couldn’t remember all of the words but the melody was soft and lulling. When she heard his stomach growl, she stopped. "There is a feast today in your honor," she murmured.
"Isn't there always?"
"How long have we…." She lifted the top half of her body up. Gia couldn't remember the last time she'd felt shy in front of a man, but lying naked, in the arms of this man, she felt embarrassed.
"No idea," he rubbed his shoulder.
She looked down his naked body. His chest was a tapestry of hard lines and ridges. He was mostly hairless
except for the trail of hair that Gia had always thought was one of the most attractive parts of a man. It acted like an arrow, directing her gaze down. His length was considerable, even now in his semi-erect state.
Gia gasped, remembering. When they had stopped, when she'd started to cry, she had been the only one to climax. She couldn't believe how selfish she'd been.
"You never got to...um..." Again, she felt her shyness cut off her words. Where was that coming from? Perhaps it was the very fact that they weren't doing anything sexual at the moment. After all she'd spent nights tied up and enjoyed, using every orifice she possessed, and had skipped around the next day with her head held high and a smile on her face.
"It's okay," Corbin said. Even before he spoke she knew what his words were going to be. She could already tell he was that type of man.
Gia settled on her knees. She let her hair fall, tickling his naked flesh and she bent over his reclined body and took his semi-flaccid penis into her mouth.
"Really, you don't have to."
She sucked him so hard her cheeks hollowed. The speed with which he hardened was impressive. Gia smiled, though it was more in her eyes since her mouth was too full to make any movement. He had a cock that would have potentials lining up for their chance. With that image in her mind, she dug her nails into his thighs and heard his hiss.
"I've been imagining this since that tent," he confessed.
"I'd rather it was you." She remembered what he'd said to her after she'd drugged him. She wanted to apologize, but her mouth was still full. He slid in and out of her mouth easily. Even Gia had to take it slow, but eventually she could fit his entire length inside. Truly, her years of practice were the only reason she could even manage.
