61. What are you doing here?

Frederick took Selene back in his arms and laid her gently on the bed, while she allowed herself to be done and consented.

"I miss you," the king whispered, his lips closing to his betrothed's.

Selene laughed softly, but gladly received the kiss, which quickly intensified, until they had to move away for lack of air.

"You're a sorceress..." "My sorceress," Frederick professed, looking at Selene with eyes clouded with desire.

"I'll be whatever you want me to be, but only yours," Selene replied vehemently and generating an irrepressible desire in the king.

The love that existed between them was a perfect mixture, not only were they full of passion and desire, something in which they understood each other perfectly, but the respect, affection and understanding that had been born in a short time, showed how strong the columns that would sustain their union for their entire lives were forming.

The king's hands moved nimbly over the cords that held Selene's breasts under the corset, and und