1087 word(s)Published198 Callan kissed Kamara's lips tenderly at first, his arms going around her waist as he drew her more closer to him. She sighed into his mouth, her eyes closed. She gave herself over to the pleasant feeling feeling he was beginning to arouse inside her.His mouth became harder on hers, searching, seeking. Demanding. She clung to him, seeking more contact from him, her breath going erratic. One moment, they were standing before the fireplace, the next, Kamara felt the coolness of the wall behind her back. When he had her backed against the corner, Callan finally held nto othe last strand of the control he has. pulling back, his forehead caressed hers. "I'm so sorry, My Lady, I was not thinking. I---" "No, do not apologized for this, Callan, I..." she took a deep breath, "I want you. I've wanted you for

 904 word(s)Published200 Callan and Kamara kept kissing until they reached his bedroom, and he gently put her down. His mouth moved to hers, his hands lifted to her head and angled it slightly, and then sealed his lips over hers again. He held her face, pushed his tongue between her lips, and began kissing her with devastating force. His tongue swirled around hers, came out, licked over her bottom lip, his teeth grazing her softly. Kamara gave herself up to him, she wanted everything he wanted everything he can give her. It began a duel dance of lips, the wind of the early morning wisp around them. The glow of the bedroom due to the closed cotton by the window added to the intimacy she wished would never end. They came up for air. He groaned deep in his diaphragm and went back for more. She sagged in his embrace, leaning against h

 1123 word(s)Published202 Baski matched the King's step as they walked out of the Consultation Room together. He has not said anything to her, and she waited patiently, knowing he does have something to say. "Thank you so much, Baski." He groaned at last. She lifted her head to look at him, "For what?" "For everything. For not giving up on Danika. You were actually the only one that believed in her...believed that she could have never laid with another man and pin that man's child on me. Thank you for always standing for what you believe in, even when no one had the same belief you did. You have always seen the best in people." His words melted her heart, Baski smiled up at him. "Thank you so much, Your Highness." "Why did you go through so much pain to save me all those years ago, Baski?" He asked the one que

 1236 word(s)Published204 Danika stayed with Sally all day. It was one of the best days of her life. Sally's company has always been the best company ever. Danika was supposed to wash clothes today but Baski was adamant that she is to do nothing other than to rest and recuperate. She'd heard from Baski that Angie examined her body while she's asleep, and she heard that he'd already told the King the results of his check-up on her. She wasn't particularly perturbed because she still feels pregnant. Her child...her son...is still inside her. It gave her immeasurable joy, coupled with her relationship with the King...it kept her smiling all day. She'd done nothing all day, only resting. And more resting. It was exhausting. But, Sally's wonderful company made everything so beautiful. "And that's how they lived happily ever after, Sall

 1040 word(s)Published206 Henna was in Princess Kamara's bedroom arranging her bookshelf when Mistress Donna swing the door opened and entered the room as she owns it. "M-Mistress! A very g-good morning to you, Mistress!" Henna gasps, very flustered as she pushed herself to her feet and bowed her head to the Head Mistress of the King. Mistress Donna looked around the empty bedroom, her lips pursed. "Where is Princess Kamara?" Henna swallowed tightly. This shouldn't be happening at all! What is this mistress doing here, now? "She went h-hunting, Mistress." The girl pushed out. "Mmh," Donna pushed her well-commended black hair away from her face, cocking her head to the side, "Don't you think she's roaming the wilds a lot these days, Henna?" "W-Well, you know it's a hobby of hers, Mistress." Henna laughed nervou