My insides quaked. I had expected this moment to come, his lust for me being so clear and mine for him insistent, but so soon? He had only just made his intentions clear this day. His hand was cool in comparison to the heat emanating from my center and I could not deny the fear that accompanied my lust at his intimate touch. I had never been in this position before. I had used my feminine wiles on many occasion to gain favor, but never had I been required to deliver. I was at war. My conversation with Jacob was at the forefront of my mind, reminding me of the consequences if I denied him and, despite my overwhelming physical attraction, I wanted to.
I was not used to control being snatched from me. Even when I had been carted away to save my life, I had been in control. I knew where Jacob was taking me, I formulated the plan to regain my position, and I had a heavy hand in dealing with the repercussions of Suth's rash actions. Here, I was at the mercy of Mason, whose body was pressed firmly against mine, his lips demanding against my own.
And I was a virgin.
I dared not let that information be known. The Powerful Pharaoh-Queen manipulating the weaknesses of men, that was impressive, but The Virgin Queen didn't quite have the same ring to it. I would be a laughing stock and that was unacceptable. With both fear and fury, I twisted hard in Mason's grasp, jerking may face to the side to break our kiss, but this did nothing to deter the emperor. He held firmly to my wrists and rotated the palm of his hand against my center, his lips trailing my throat as I gasped from the sensations below and my need for air. I bucked my hips wildly, trying to free my loins from his mind clouding touch.
"Y-you dare," I seethed between heaving breaths. "Come to my rooms and assault me?!"
"I dare," he murmured heatedly against the shell of my ear, his breath releasing shivers throughout my body. "But assault is a leap of faith. You forget I feel your heat, Ice Queen." I tightened my legs, attempting to wedge them under his body and deny his hand entrance to private flesh.
"That heat is not yours to feel," I argued, jerking violently as the heel of his hand pressed into a shockingly sensitive part of me. I could not bite back the whimper that escaped me at such a feeling. It was powerful, shocking, unexplainable in its pleasure and I almost let my head fall back and my eyes close, allowing him to do as he pleased… almost.
"If not mine then whose?" He asked, his hand stilling and his body rising slightly over mine. I took the opportunity presented to me and slammed my knees shut, my thighs cinching his hand to prevent future movement. His green eyes had darkened considerably, a look of jealousy flashing across his beautiful features. "Your Child Husband?" His hand tightened on my wrists, the force causing them to ache. "Your Man Servant?" It seemed the latter bothered him more than the former, but I could not place his thoughts with his expression. Was he angry that a servant could be partaking in what I was clearly denying him?
"And if it was, that would be of no mind to you," I retorted, my face heating. "If you want to visit anyone's chambers with this amount of impropriety, I will gladly have someone escort you the nearest brothel. I'm sure you are no stranger to it." His face cleared and he grinned down at me, mischievous. His knee pressed hard into my legs, the pain of it forcing them apart and pushed his hand deeper into me, causing my eyelids to flutter.
"I doubt a brothel will give me the release I need." I huffed at him, working my hands hard to break his hold.
"You most certainly won't be getting it here," I retorted as his clothed hips replaced his hand. He brought the offending limb upward to cup the side of my face and I felt sticky wetness transfer to my cheek. He ground against me, the hardness of his member inciting both pain and pleasure. He was too much like stone for my giving softness and yet that excited me.
"You're denying me when your need is so evident?" he asked, rhetorically. "Be careful, Love. Some might say you are toying with me in a game I have no intention of losing.
"Think what you will," I said, neither confirming or denying his conclusion. "But kindly think it on your way out."
And he did. With a final, unnecessarily rough kiss on my lips, and a dark chuckle, he lifted himself from me and turned away. Only when the door was safely shut behind him did I stand on shaking legs and sit at my desk my chair facing the closed door, waiting. This had taken a turn I did not I had no anticipated. Masen expected to bed me soon and I hadn't the faintest idea what I was doing. I'm sure it would have been no problem in the end, he was a leader after all, but the biggest looming issue was that of my virginity. With my sensual reputation, no one would ever guess that my marriage with my brother had not been consummated. It would have been a blow to his reputation had it ever gotten out, but the reality was he was a boy who had not gained the necessary curiosity that accompanied the opposite sex. He was asexual, neither here nor there in the throes of primal connections and I had always been grateful, but now it posed a problem that needed immediate attention.
I could not allow Masen to know this damaging secret and therefore it needed to be remedied sooner rather than later. But who? Who could I turn to with such a sensitive subject and trust that the secret would remain between out two persons?
The answer presented itself in the form of my opening door, Jacob walking in with drink I often took to help me sleep through my restlessness. He was still brooding from our earlier discussion and I almost laughed at the coincidence of it all.
"Jacob," I said, my voice taking on a needy quality, thick with anticipation. He looked to me from the pitcher he had placed on the table, curiosity in his dark eyes, which roamed over my disheveled appearance.
"Yes, My Queen?" he asked, turning to face me fully and I hesitated only a moment. Just this once. Just this once I would use Jacob to reach an end. He would not have to endure long, just enough to constitute the act and then he could leave, retreat and never be asked to surrender his body to me ever again. If I explained, if I let him know, he would surely understand.
"I need something of you, Jacob," I said, resting my hands gently against my thighs, both an angry red from Masen's handling. "I need a favor." He bowed his head without hesitation, eyes trained on the toes of my feet.
"Anything, My Queen." As coolly as I could muster, beating back large waves of embarrassment, I plunged forward.
"I need you to take my virginity." His eyes shot to my face, wide with shock and disbelief. I pushed forward before he could protest. "I have been propositioned and it can not come to light that I have not been… broken in so to speak. I will be ruined, my hold over those so sure of my promiscuity will be shattered and I will never regain it. I need you to fix this for me. I would do it myself, but I lack certain…. Attributes that would make that a possibility." I could not help my dryness. It was a defense mechanism, a way to appear nonchalant and unaffected, but I was affected. Even if the one to deflower me was to be Jacob, trustworthy, ever-present Jacob, this was a step I would not be able to undo. It twisted in my stomach painfully, the anxiety.
"I-" He paused, clearly unsure how to handle this request. "I am not worthy… " I lifted my hand to wave off his formality, impatient.
"If anyone is worthy for such a task, it is you Jacob," I replied, standing to approach him. I stopped close to his body, pulling the glass he had prepared for me from his hand and setting it on the table by the pitcher. "I can only apologize that you are the only one I trust to do so. It is unfair for me to strip you of your will-" I lifted my arms as I stretched on my toes, cupping my hands around the back of his neck "-but I see no other way. Masen will come to me again and I fear he will not be so quick to be denied. You are my only hope in retaining the power of my body." I felt no need to tell Jacob of Masen's visit to my room. It would only serve to upset him and I needed him to be as amiable as possible. He would only fret that I had not been properly protected and that did nothing to serve my purpose. Instead I reassured him. "I will never ask this of you again, Jacob, I swear it. Just engage in this act with me as you would any woman and that will be the end of it. "
I watched as his face flickered with unnamed emotions, watched as his mind took in an assessed what I had presented to him, watched as both resignation and anticipation settled in his eyes. Really, what choice did he have? I had requested it of him and he could- would- never deny me. So loyal… worthy of so much more than my calculated use of him.
"As you wish," He sighed, snaking his arms around my waist and lifting me upward. My legs wrapped tightly around his hips to secure myself against him. I watched as his lowered his head, pressing his lips carefully against my own, a stark contrast to the bruising force Masen had inflicted upon them. It was soothing to their now tender state.
I felt the tenseness leave my body with every step closer to the bed behind me. I would be free of my dangerous burden soon and I was comforted by it.
Well, I know you ask why I leave it off here, but the very truth is I am not as decided as our dear Iso-bella! So, I ask you, my lovelies, what do YOU think? Should Iso-bella allow Jacob to take her virginity, or would it be sweeter, better if Edward took it for himself?
Let me know in the Reviews.
Thank you to those who have reviewed (I'm looking at that beautiful smile of yours ACW1).
A quick question answered to an earlier review, Iso-bella did not have an affair with Jasper. She teased him a little bit, shook her bosoms in his face to maybe win a little favor, but there was no affair. Once again, this is just my take on Cleopatra's life, twisted and mangled and tweaked to fit the story I'm wanting to present to you guys, so it's not a thousand percent historically accurate.
However, to my history buffs that may have popped in for a view or two, let me know if there's anything you ABSOLUTELY want in this story and I'm sure I can spin it in.
As Always,
With Love,
XOXO El
