Unusual

Chapter 2

Again

It was… huge.

The palace loomed up ahead of us, in the distance a ways off. The night had been long, but I still had would not dared to have slept.

I could feel the Kings armor rubbing up against my bare back, having worn through my tunic around, midnight? I could feel my blood against the smooth, polished hard metal. The sun was nearing its highest point in the blue sky as they stopped for a break. We neared a small clearing, and the big thundering horses stopped.

A man came up to hold the kings horse and he dismounted behind me. He looked back up at me and held his arms out expectantly. I inwardly sighed, and hopped down to the ground, and nearly fell over immediately. My legs felt as if I'd been doing a huge split for days!

He looked at me, surprisingly gently, and then hoisted me into his strong, heavily armored arms.

Carrying me over to the part of the clearing far away from the men, he set me down against a tree. When he looked down, however, he looked very shocked to see the blood covering his chest and his arms too. Kneeling back down immediately, he turned me around, looking at my back.

"My apologies." My Eyebrows shot up a mile high at his words.

He took his traveling cloak from off of his shoulders, and wrapped it around me lightly, allowing me to settle back against the tree again. He sat across from me, pulling a cloth from his pocket and wiping down his armor. "You should sleep." He said, still looking down at himself.

"I am not tired." I replied, simply. I wasn't planning on being obedient. I knew what he wanted from me. He had quite the reputation. He would just have to deal with my defiance. I didn't care.

He looked up at me, his head still bowed. His look was stern, but then surprisingly, softened as he took a brown water flask from his pocket. "Here," he said, handing it to me., "you should drink something now, it will be several more hours till we do reach the castle."

I could not deny that I was very thirsty. So, I took the flask from him, nodding my thanks. I could not see the smirk forming on his bearded face.

I took a swallow, and saw him visibly relax.

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It was about six or seven minutes later when I started to feel tired. I tried to keep my eyes open, willing myself to stay awake like I had done all night, but I just could not. The king looked at my face, and grinned. "Open your eyes." It was a rhetorical question, and he knew it, he sure did. He stood abruptly, and hauled me to my feet, arms awaiting when I fell into his chest.

"So, it does work that quick." I was able to glare up at him through my thick long lashes.

Bastard! De drugged me, damnit!

He chuckled, and picked me up again, heading back towards his black horse. It was fuzzy,…

And then all was black.

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Warm? Why was I warm? So warm…

I cracked my blue eyes open, and saw that I was resting on a bed that was nearly as big as both my rooms combined! The sheets were a color of some black, gold and red. I was on top of the sheets and comfridor, and the pillows were softly supporting my head.

"Hello."

I tried to lift up my head, but found that I still couldn't.

"Do not try to move yet. You won't be able to for a few more hours. "

The voice belonged to the king, who was sitting in a chair by the big roaring fireplace to the right of the bed. I wanted to keep my eyes open, to keep watching him, to know that he'd leave. But I fell back asleep.

"""""

I could feel hands on me, and I awoke with a start, fist flying towards the intruder. It was caught, however, by the bearded king. He gave me a leveled stare, and just held onto my small hand. Beside him, a servant girl was holding my clothes, and I was now in a pristine, cloth white night-gown.

"You may leave us now." Said the king to the servant girl, without taking his eyes off of me. "Leave the clothes."

She nodded, and set the clothed on down by a chair, and discretely left the room.

The king then released my hand, and stepped away towards the cushions set down by the fireplace. I was glad to know that he was not the one who had undressed me.

"Can you move now?" he asked me. I just then noticed that he was in a quite simple pair of navy dark blue trousers and a plain white shirt. I gulped.

"Yes."

He sat down, and motioned me with a simple hand wave. "Come".

I slowly stood from the big bed, and walked over to where he sat. Motioning across from him, I sat down on the pillows. We were only a foot apart, and both of the kings gaze and closeness was making me nearly shake.

Reaching out slowly, as if to calm a startled horse, he cupped my chin in his hand. And I was too terrified to even move. My eyes were wide, and he stared at my face. "You are a beautiful girl." he said. Then almost whispering as a small after thought; "just like your mother."

He then yanked me into his lap, and turned so that now my back was against his chest. I started to thrash, NOT liking his proximity to my small body.

"Do not struggle…" he said into my ear. "I will not do to you any harm…tonight. I simply wish to see you my dear." he reached into a bowl next to him, pulling out some sort of washcloth. "As you are.".

I could not stop my shaking, as he dipped the cloth into the small bowl of water beside him, and started to wash out my choppy hair. Every time that he re-dunked-the washcloth, I could see the red coming out of my hair.

"There, that's Much better".

My hair was once again shining white, I could see it in the bangs nearly covering my eyes. He then turned me around, again, and picked up the cloth again. He swept it across my face, cleaning off the dirt/grime. I closed my eyes and tensed, expecting him to be very rough. But in fact, he was being very careful, and gentle. He put his free left hand on the small of my back, as he continued down my neck and shoulders. I just then realized that I was sitting on his lap.

He put the cloth back into the water bowl, and looked back up at me. He put his right hand up and behind my neck, pulling me forward, to him. I was stunned. I did not know what was really going on. And then his lips touched mines. I stayed still, unsure of what to do.

The king is kissing me.

The king is kissing me?

THE KING IS KISSING ME!

I tried to struggle, but he simply held onto me tighter, until I relaxed in his grip.

"Heh, good girl." He mumbled.

I was about to tell him that I was not a dog, (well, technically…) but he took then advantage of my open mouth to plunge his tongue in, and swipe it across my own muscle. I was about to clamp down biting the imposing thing, but he quickly withdrew, and forced me to look up at him.

"Do not even try to bite me. You will severely regret it." He said sternly, with a deadly promise behind those words, and those deep, brown eyes. I nodded, panting now. I groaned as he licked a trail up my left neck, and I felt the need to have..I don't know but… more of him?! I did not know what I was doing, when I reached down and tugged at his tunic. He looked down at me and softly said.

"Getting impatient are we?"

All I could do was moan and stare in wonder as he pulled the white cloth over his head, and his very muscled sculpted chest came into view. I boldly put my hands on his bare shoulders, not in control of my body anymore, and trailed feather-light type touches down across his chest and abdomen. He then groaned in pleasure and set his head down on my shoulder, breathing heavily when my hands trailed to his chest again, softly, deftly tracing over his tan nipples. I marveled in the way his muscles twitched and then tensed under my touches.

He reached up again grabbing my hands, and leading them around his sides, and I then felt myself reveling in the way that his flexing strong back muscles felt under my hands.

I let myself relax in his arms. His big, strong arms. I suddenly found him very attractive, the thought idea of what he was offering made me very anxious. I let my eyes slowly drift shut when his moist lips met mine again. I was as if we were made directly for each other, our lips molding together just perfectly.

His beard grazed across my neck, making me mewl. He let his lips travel up to my ear, and sucked the lobe into his mouth, his teeth gently tugging and then biting.

"Say your mine." He growled lustily. When I didn't respond, he squeezed my ear tighter between his teeth. "Say it! ~"

"Yours. I-I'm y-yo-yours!" I moaned, and arched pushing my chest up towards him. I could feel him smirk then into my smooth neck..

His hands moved then down my back, and traveled up my sides, smoothly across them.

Miraz POV

- I could feel the hot rush of blood to my groin, making sitting unbearable. I did not understand! I had many a girl at my disposal, but her... This one, she made my skin feel like burning fire. Her lips on mine made my penis swell at an alarming rate. She was just too much!

Picking her up quickly under the thighs, I made my way over to the bed with her, and sat her down, staring at her, leaning over so that she was trapped between the bed and my naked arms.

"Do not tease me Jasper. I will not be able to stop soon…" I whispered into her ear.

'…"

Confused, I looked down at her, surprised to see that she was already asleep. I remembered then that the effects of the poison could linger.

Sighing, I went into the adjoining washroom, to relieve myself of my, erm…problem. When I came back, she was right where I left her.

Sighing, again, I crawled under the covers, taking her limp form with me. She curled up into my side, right hand splayed across my chest as she moaned in her sleep.