Gilded Prison Ch. 7
Shuri found herself shivering from the whipping wind, pulling her cloak a bit closer to her body doing what she could to remain warm, "Nikia, how much further?" Her body was tired from walking for so long.
Nikia couldn't help but sigh, as much as she adored Shuri, sometimes even with how smart she was, it was like dealing with a child. "I do not know Shuri, as I've said." Seeing a small cave, "We need to bunk down for the night and warm ourselves."
"No, you can not expect me or mama to sleep in some cave!" She gasped, her eyes turning towards her mama, hoping to see that she would object to such ludicrously.
Ross watched as the young princess struggled with what was happening around her, but the biggest surprise was how the Queen handled it.
Ramonda had enough of her complaining, "Shuri, be quiet." Covering herself a bit tighter, she could see the shock on her daughter's face. "We have no home, your brother is dead, your sister is in that palace with that man, and you are worried about where you sleep." Giving her a pointed look, "I am not happy about this either, but we need to make do."
Turning her eyes over to Nikia, "Please," indicating that she was ready.
Lowering her eyes to the Queen, "Of course." Leading them into the cave, Nikia used the light on her Kimoyo Beads, grateful to find the cave was deep enough to shelter them from the cold, but open enough to get a fire going. Setting herself to work, gathering what she could, thankful that it didn't take long to get the fire going.
Sitting back, she could see that they were finally starting to warm up, reaching into her bag, handing them some mangos, while it wasn't a full meal it was better than nothing. "Eat up, at first light we need to keep moving up the mountain."
Taking the fruit from her hand, Ross, nodded, "Thank you." As he bit into the fruit, he hoped that where they were leading him, to this M'Baku, he would have the skills to take down Erik for if not, the world was in danger.
Shuri slowly ate, her mind going a million miles a minute, but mostly trying to figure out what about this place entranced her sister. "Mama, you can't allow her to live in such a hostile environment." While the Jabari would be used to this, Aiyana was not.
Ramonda stared into the fire, doing her best to fight the tears that were threatening to fall, in a span of two weeks, she lost her husband, and her son. Leaning against the wall, wishing for a sign that there was light at the end of this dark tunnel, but Bast seemed to keep such things to herself. Hearing her complain again about her sister's choices pushed her over the edge.
"Enough!" Her eyes turning towards her daughter, "You do not have to like her choices, nor even accept them, but you will be silent." Pulling her clothes a bit tighter, thankful for the heat of the fire, "You are spoiled Shuri, your father and I indulged you because of your brain, but that was a mistake, always judging, cracking jokes about our traditions."
Hanging her head, "Mama," frowning when she held up her hand.
"I said, be silent." Sighing, she was tired after the emotional day and trek up the mountains, all she wanted was some sleep. Closing her eyes, "Get rest, we leave at first light." Turning her body a bit, hoping to at least get a few hours.
Nikia watched as the Queen settled in, she was a little surprised by how she spoke with Shuri. Lifting her eyes to the young lady, her embarrassment was rolling off her in waves. Perhaps this was needed, even though she wanted some changes to happen for her country, she understood the importance of maintaining a connection with their past.
Settling down, Nikia placed her weapons at the ready, hoping that she would not have to use them throughout the night. As she closed her eyes, "You should try to rest, we are only halfway up."
Watching both her mama and Nikia settle in for the night, Shuri just felt a bit of shame, looking up she found Ross staring at her. "What are you looking at, colonizer?" Furious that he witnessed her mama correcting her like a child.
Giving her a sympathetic smile, "Nothing." From what he was able to gather, her sister was to be married to this Jabari leader. "What is the problem with her living up here?" he asked, not really meaning to think out loud.
Flopping against the wall, her eyes stared into his, "Because it is too cold, to primitive for her."
"Perhaps that is how you view it, but if she wants to be here, then you should give this place a chance." Chuckling as she frowned, "While it's not the same, I hated that my daughter wanted to go to college across the country, but I trusted her enough to know that if she was wanting to go to UCLA, she had her reasons."
Settling down, "Your sister has her reasons." Closing his eyes, he let his body shut down, wanting to be ready to keep going when they left.
Shuri wrapped herself tightly and settled in as best she could. Her last thought before the day caught up with her was perhaps Ross was right, Aiyana had her reasons, she just hoped that she'd get to apologize for her behavior.
Ato found his way down to the river, he knew his mother would be upset that he was here, but he was almost 11, and he was going to be a great Jabari warrior, some day. Picking up one of the casting nets, tossing it into the water, hoping that he would be able to pull in some fish and show his tribe that he was able to provide for them.
Feeling a slight pull on the net, Ato slowly pulled the net towards the shore, excited to see what he caught. It took a moment, but soon the shape of a man took shape in the water. "OH! I'LL HELP YOU!" he yelled out. Stepping further into the water, he grabbed the man's arms, using all his strength to pull him up onto the banks.
Leaning down, Ato placed his ear on the man's chest, surprised at the sound of a heartbeat. Remembering what his teachers had taught him, he began breathing into his mouth and pushing against his chest. Doing it a few more times, smiling as the man began to cough, pushing him to the side, Ato patted his back, "Breathe, slowly."
T'Challa could hear a voice speaking, but his body was sore and so cold. "Aiyana." He breathed out.
Ato watched as the man passed out, touching the side of his neck, he could feel the heart still beating strong. Blinking rapidly, he couldn't leave the man here, but he needed to get to the Chief, this man called out for his future leaders' wife. Seeing a sled, Ato darted over and struggled to get the man on, once he was secured, he wrapped a blanket around him and slowly pulled him up the mountain.
Sitting on the throne, Erik could see the uneasiness passing through each of their faces, all of them looking towards M'Kathu's spot. Leaning back, "Oh he's not coming, he's dead." he said, smirking at their stunned faces.
Issach could feel his eyes going wide, looking around the room, his eyes settled on the Princess, "Is this true?" he asked her.
Tears filled her eyes, Aiyana just nodded, "It is, Great Elders of Wakanda." Flinching as she felt his hand on the small of her back. Since he called for her this morning, his hands have touched in some way or another, it was enough to make her sick.
Rasha looked at W'Kabi, a smirk etched on his face, so the Border Tribe will not be retaliating against this boy. Looking up at Aiyana, her eyes forward but she could see her discomfort as the King touched her. Inhaling deeply, she could see the concern on the rest of their faces, but her concern now was for that poor girl.
"What did he do to deserve such a sentence?" She asked him. But it was clear that the man really didn't need a reason, if this was his first 24 hours on the throne, she was terrified of what Wakanda would look like the longer he stayed their King.
Erik tilted his head towards the woman, his fingers lightly stroking Aiyana's back, he could feel the tension in her body. Slowly rubbing her back with his hand, Erik could see the three remaining Elders watching him, it was almost amusing. In a fluid movement, he moved to stand, his hand gently wrapping around the back of her neck, making his claim over her known.
Pulling her back until she was flushed with his chest, placing a kiss on her neck, chuckling a bit as she shivered. "He insulted my future wife." His eyes flashed towards them as he heard them gasp, daring them to utter a word.
Aiyana froze, she could feel the tears in her eyes threatening to fall, doing what she could to blink them away. She needed to do what she could to dissuade him. "My King, I am honored, but as the King you can only marry someone with Wakandan blood, which I do not have." Locking eyes with Emuni hoping that she could see her fear. "I'm sure though, the Elders would know of a far more suitable wife."
Issach could see the terror in her face, perhaps if they weren't so quick to judge all those years ago, she wouldn't be in this position now. "She's right, My King, I have several nieces that are not only beautiful, but they are smart, strong, and would give you many sons."
Keeping his hand on her neck, Erik leaned forward inhaling her scent, "I am the fucking King, yes?" his eyes staring into each of the Elders. Pleased to see them nod in his direction.
Rasha glanced around the room, Issach looked shocked, Emuni looked terrified, and W'Kabi looked indifferent. However, it was his wife that stared at him in disgust, General Okoye was not happy about her husband's recent elevation. Fearing the worst for Aiyana if she didn't speak up, Rasha took a deep breath and stood.
"You are your highness, but she is intended to the Jabari, it would start a war with the Tribes." Letting her eyes settled on W'Kabi, who seemed excited about the prospect. "Do not look so excited for war, if memory serves me right, you were only appointed Head of Security because T'Challa was your friend, and your wife was the General of the Dora Milaje."
Erik pulled Aiyana behind him, he could feel the vein throbbing in his neck, "I do not care if he was appointed because he had a hook." Stepping forward, his eyes locked on the woman that spoke, "If it is war they want, I will gladly bring it to them." Looking over at Issach, "You can keep your nieces," reaching behind him he pulled her body flush against his, "I have her."
Okoye stepped forward, "Your Highness, is one girl really worth your people dying?" she asked him.
Aiyana locked eyes with her, grateful that she was willing to go against her own husband, but she knew that if this man has made his choice, there was nothing any of them could do to change his mind. The only chance she had was to force him to wait, at least long enough for M'Baku to get here.
"I do not want people anywhere dying because of me." resisting the urge to flinch as his eyes stared into hers. Hanging her head, "Wakanda has centuries of peace, no one is worth such things."
Okoye smirked as Aiyana pacified him, the girl was smart, glancing over to her husband, she could see his amusement as he watched the Princess speak to the King. It took all her training to keep herself from slapping that stupid look off his face, stepping towards him, "She is your best-friends sister, how could you want this for her?" she hissed at him.
W'Kabi couldn't believe that she was upset with him, "He betrayed me by not bringing Klaue here to face justice, and that girl, if he wants to breed her than that is his right as King." Turning his eyes away from hers, honestly not caring that he upset her.
Hissing at his cold demeanor, Okoye shook her head, "I don't know who you are." Taking a few steps back, doing what she could from driving her spear through that man's chest.
Erik could see her fear, his fingers gripping her hair, tilting her head back stepping closer, "Do you like this man?" he asked her. Hoping for her sake that she didn't.
Aiyana was almost too terrified to answer how she felt, so she did the only thing that has been working so far, telling him what he wanted to hear. "I like him well enough; he was kind to me."
"Kindness, that is all it took?" Smirking down into her eyes, "I would have expected more of you." Perhaps she was just like most woman, easily seduced by kind words.
Hissing at his statement, he knew nothing about her, nor would she really allow him to, but she couldn't have him thinking that she was so easily swayed. Not knowing what prompted her, Aiyana rolled her eyes, "That is a bold assumption, what else should I look for in a man I've only met once? His undying love? Him reciting sonnets?"
Attempting to step back, Aiyana was pulled closer to his face, hissing a bit when he gripped her hair tightly. "You seem to enjoy causing me pain, is that what I have to look forward to as your wife?"
Erik could feel his body vibrating, "EVERYONE OUT, NOW!" he barked. His eyes never leaving hers, and he didn't move until he heard the door slam shut. Gripping her by the shoulders he moved her until her back was flush with the wall behind them.
His nose finding its way to the crook of her neck, his tongue licking the vein that was starting to pulse. "I'm not going to hurt you." his fingers slowly undoing her clipped hair, enjoying how it tumbled down over her chest. Leaning back, he found her eyes staring into his. "Is that what you want, sonnets, declarations of love?"
Aiyana kept her fingers wrapped in her dress, the idea of him touching her was enough to make her sick. "I know it's stupid, childish even, but I don't think there is anything wrong in loving or wanting to be loved by your partner. I saw the love between my parents, so I know it's possible, even with an arrangement."
Cupping her face with his hands, Erik stared at her, "Even after everything that you said happened to you here, you still have hope?" Not believing that her heart wasn't just a block of ice.
"I had hoped to experience such a thing, but the reality is, probably not. I've made peace with that a long time ago." Clearing her throat, "Why are you willing to start a war? You don't love me, I'm not even sure if you like me, yet you just declared to the Elders that you are taking me as a wife, it doesn't make any sense."
Letting his head come to rest on hers, "Only a fool would lose such an asset that is smart, well versed in this country, and beautiful." Licking her bottom lip, groaning at how she tasted, lifting her up, his hands gripping her thighs, laughing as she froze, "Don't act like you haven't had a man touch you like this."
Blushing, Aiyana turned her head, her eyes finding anything out the window to focus on, shivering as his thumbs started to touch the skin on her thighs. "I haven't."
Erik stopped just shy of her panties, "You're a virgin?" Frowning when she didn't turn back to him, using his hips to hold her up, his other hand gripping her chin so that he could turn her face towards his. "Answer me." Almost desperate to know.
Feeling a tear slide down her cheek, scared that the truth would do more harm than good. "Yes. I'm a virgin. So, you touching me like this, I haven't experienced it before, it's a little unnerving." Her eyes pleading for him to let her go.
He could feel his cock pulsing at the thought of being deep inside her, "Jesus." slamming his lips on hers, just needing to taste her. Threading his hands through her hair, moaning as his tongue stroked hers, groaning as her honey flavor invaded his senses.
Aiyana kept her eyes open, not wanting to be in this moment with the man, but she knew that pushing him off would only anger him. Her mind was screaming, hating that he felt he had a right to touch her like this, if she didn't have faith that M'Baku was coming, she'd jump out the nearest window. Feeling him pull back, instant relief filled her body, but as their eyes locked, she could see that he mistook that for enjoyment.
"If you are being serious about this," she said, doing everything that she could to keep herself from having a full-blown panic attack.
Erik grounded himself into her core, unable to stop himself, "Oh, I am more than serious." He whispered against her lips.
Cringing mentally for the millionth time, Aiyana stared into his eyes, "Than you need to follow the remaining traditions or what was the point of becoming King."
Growling out his frustrations, he knew that she wasn't wrong, while he was here to change some things, if the people felt that he was tossing aside their culture he would have no kingdom. "Tell me, Princess, what are they?"
Frowning at her title, Aiyana kept her eyes on his, hating the fact that she could feel his dick pushing against her thighs. "I can't lose my virginity until our wedding night, the medicine women need to check me before we lay together as husband and wife, and we can't marry until a full moon."
Erik could feel his jaw ticking, he wanted to drive himself into her now, but he held off knowing that in two days there would be a full moon. However, he could wait two days, "Fine," slowly lowering her, enjoying how her tits pushed against his bare chest, "In two days though, I am going to be your husband, and I will enjoy bending you over and fucking you."
Placing a kiss on her lips, smirking as her eyes got impossibly larger, "I have shit to do, I'll see you soon." With a final peck on her lips, Erik made his way out towards the vibranium mines, it was time to start planning to send a message to the world.
Erik found himself looking at one of the Dora Milaje that was outside the doors "Do not leave her side."
Nodding as he passed by her, gripping her spear tightly, so tempted to drive it through his back, but for now, she stayed her hand. Waiting until the man made his way around the corner, Nasi pushed the doors open, her eyes finding the poor girl curled up in a corner. "Oh, my princess."
Aiyana wrapped her arms around her body, slowly sliding down the wall crying as she let her head fall to her knees. Her body trembling with fear, she knew that the only way to keep that man from fucking her would be to kill herself. In this moment, she hated herself for not leaving the moment everyone ventured off to Warrior Falls.
"I'm so fucking stupid." She muttered to herself.
Nasi made her way over, kneeling before her she gently pulled her into a hug, sitting next to her she pressed the distress button, knowing that Nikia would answer. It was a betrayal to the Dora Milaje, but she was loyal to the Princess. It was imperative to see if M'Baku was coming, because if not, she would do what she could to get the princess out of Wakanda and hidden somewhere in the world.
M'Baku stared down at the four people that was brought into his throne room, perhaps they were here to collect their King. As he went to open his mouth, the Queen looked at him, her eyes pleading with him to listen.
Bowing her head, "Great Gorilla, I have come to beg for your help, this interloper killed my son, and you are the only one that is strong enough to challenge him."
Rubbing his beard, M'Baku stared at her, "Were the odds fair?" he asked her.
Nodding, "They were, but…" hissing as she was cut off.
Waving his hand, "Then there is nothing that can be done."
Ross stepped forward, "If you would hear us out, Erik…." Cringing as the men in the room started grunting at him.
M'Baku stared him down, not liking that he thought he had the rights to speak at him, "Not another word, or I will feed you to our children." Leaning back in this throne, enjoying the tension that he felt, but after a moment, he smiled, "I'm kidding we are vegetarians."
Shuri stepped forward, "It is not just my brother, my sister, she told us to come here if T'Challa was to lose, she trusted that you would do the right thing."
Standing up so fast the throne that he was sitting in hit the window, cracking it. Feeling his body start vibrating, he stepped a bit closer to them, "She's there, with him, why did she stay behind?"
Nikia wiped a tear, "Because she knew that he would kill them, she wanted to save their lives." Reaching into her pocket she pulled out the heart-shaped herb. "Great Gorilla, please, if not for Wakanda, for Aiyana."
Feeling his jaw tick, he stared at them half debating on shoving them all out into the cold, but he knew that would upset his beloved. He held their gaze for another moment but knew that time was of the essence. Stepping down, he stopped just in front of the four of them, "Come with me." Indicating for them all to follow.
Ross watched as they covered the young King in snow, never in his life had he seen anything so wonderful. Looking up to the giant man that was standing watch, "Why didn't you take the herb?" he asked absent mindedly.
Glaring down at the man, "He saved my life, so I will save his." Turning around, he knew that this was a private moment between T'Challa and his family, grabbing Ross so that he faced the wall as well. Closing his eyes, hoping to Hanuman that it wasn't too late to heal the man, because as soon as he was up and moving, it would be time to bring the might of the Jabari.
Nikia could feel the tears falling down her face, she thought the man she loved was dead, but he was now in the process of being healed by the heart-shaped herb. Wiping her face for what felt like the hundredth time, she found the Queen looking at her, "He will be fine, I believe it."
"Bast is strong and so is my son." Touching her face, Ramonda could see that Shuri was praying, it was the first time in a great many years she'd witnessed such a thing. Turning her attention back to Nikia, "You need to choose my dear, forget tradition for just a moment, if you can not live without my son, then do not live without him again."
"I understand, but until we figure out the fate of Wakanda my love life will have to wait." Crossing her legs, knowing that when the dust settled, she would truly make her choice. But before she could really let her mind wander, she could feel her Kimoyo Beads vibrating and glowing a deep red.
Frowning for a moment, she could see that Shuri was looking at them with fear in her eyes, but she knew that whoever this was had access to the secure line. Getting the Queen's nod, Nikia pushed the button, almost gasping at the sight before her.
"Nasi?" completely confused why she would be reaching out. It was treason for her to be reaching out, "What happened?"
Relief filled her, Nasi watched as the Princess perked up, "Nikia, please tell me you made it to the Jabari." Her voice was pleading.
Nodding, "We have," while she trusted the woman, keeping T'Challa's resurrection a secret was paramount. "What has happened? Is Aiyana alright?"
"No, she's not. Erik has claimed her as his wife, in less than two days he's going to force her into a marriage. If the Jabari Lord wants her, he needs to come now."
M'Baku turned around so quickly that he almost lost focus, in two big strides he was pulling the woman to her feet. His body vibrating with anger, turning his eyes to the image of the Dora Milaje warrior, "Where is my fucking beloved?"
It was the sound of his voice that snapped her out of her despair, looking up, she could see the distorted image of him. "M'Baku." Her voice breaking.
Looking into her eyes, he could see sadness in them, "My beloved, has he touched you?" Doing what he could to keep the anger out of his voice, for he was not angry with her.
Feeling tears run down her face, Aiyana just nodded, "Yes." Shivering as the memory of him groping her thighs. "He has claimed me as his." Hanging her head, "He is ready for war with the Jabari if you come." Wiping the tears from her eyes, scared that he wouldn't come but more so that he would.
M'Baku could see the terror in her beautiful eyes, "I am coming my beloved, with the might of Jabari behind me. He will not see it coming until it is too late." Seeing her head fall forward, "Look at me my beloved."
Lifting her eyes, scared to see the regret of choosing to be with her. "I'm sor.." but before she could even finish, he cut her off.
"Woman, hear me, you have nothing to be sorry for." He was so desperate to touch her, "I will always come for you, and I will remove that man's hands for touching you." Inhaling deeply, "Aiyana, you are mine unless you say otherwise." He needed her to know this, that everything was her choice.
Doing her best to keep her lip from quivering, Aiyana gave him a small smile, "I want you, only you." Hearing a noise, she could see Nasi giving her a look, "Someone is coming, I must go. I do love you."
Before he could say it back the transmission was disconnected. Looking down at the woman whose wrist he had a hold of, practically tossing her wrist back at her. Turning his eyes towards the snow pile that T'Challa was healing under, "How much longer?" he asked them.
Ramonda had to wipe her eyes, even from this angle she could see the despair in her daughter's eyes. "Soon." Clearing her throat, she stood slowly, carefully approaching the giant man, "Please save her."
Turning his body towards hers, her eyes were pleading, for a moment he felt anger at her words, but it passed quickly. "With my own life." Seeing her sister wrap her arms around herself, as big tears silently slid down her face. Tilting his head, M'Baku watched as she stared at her brother's makeshift grave, almost as though she was willing the process to hurry along.
Snorting, it was probably the only thing that they would agree on, that it felt like it was taking forever. Turning his attention back to the white man that was sitting ever so quietly on a log. Making his way over towards him, knowing that he was a government official outside of Wakanda, wondering what would happen when T'Challa reclaims control.
Ross swallowed deeply as the giant man stood in front of him scared that he was about to toss him off the mountain. Clearing his throat, he barely looked into his eyes.
M'Baku enjoyed the fear that was coming off him, "When you leave Wakanda, what is your plan?" his voice commanding only the truth.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, as a CIA agent he knew that he should let them know about this place, but the truth was the world wasn't ready for what they had, Erik was proof of that. "Nothing, while the world could benefit some, as a whole it's not ready."
Cracking his neck, M'Baku just nodded to him, but before he could say anything, the loud gasping of T'Challa redirected his attention. Turning around, his eyes watched as his mother and sister wrapped a blanket around him. Glancing up at Ekon, "Go, tell Ibo and my sister to ready our people, war is almost upon us."
Aiyana stood quickly with Nasi, turning herself to face the window, not wanting whoever was about to come through that door to see that she was crying. Using her arm, she quickly wiped the tears off her cheeks away, doing her best not to flinch as the door opened. Looking over her shoulder, she could see W'Kabi staring at her.
"Is there something I can do for you?" she asked, her voice a bit clipped. It felt like a lifetime ago that he was her friend, but she watched him over the last couple of days how he turned his back on his own people and the Wakandan way.
Hissing at her tone, W'Kabi took a huge step towards her, ready to backhand her but he found his way blocked by Nasi. "Careful, she will not always be here to protect you." He said, never taking his eyes off hers.
Squinting her eyes Aiyana stood shoulder to shoulder with Nasi, "She's not here to protect me from you." Feeling her jaw twitch, "And you should remember one thing, I am your future Queen, you so much as raise a hand to me, Erik will kill you." While she knew he didn't love her, he was a possessive bastard, no one would touch what deemed as his.
Nasi smirked at his flustered face, growling at him, "Unless you have a reason to be in the Princesses presence, you should leave, now."
W'Kabi took another step, his body vibrating with anger, "When he realizes that you are nothing more than a breeding mare, he'll be rid of you, and I look forward to that moment." Doing his best to hold her gaze, perhaps even intimidate her, but all he saw was pure hatred and defiance.
Aiyana couldn't help but laugh, "If that his wish to toss me aside after I give him a child, then so fucking be it, but when that day does come, I promise you this, it will not turn out as you expect." While she wasn't an elite warrior like Nasi or any other Dora Milaje, she wasn't without great skill.
Feeling his jaw twitch, W'Kabi could see that the princess wasn't backing down, if anything it was like she was challenging him. Glancing over to Nasi, her eyes told him that she was hoping that he would make a move towards her. "You would kill me, what would your General say about that?" he taunted.
Nasi let a small smile spread across her face, "She would say she was proud of me, as it is the Dora Milaje's job to protect the Royal Family." Looking into his eyes, smiling a bit more when she saw his fear, "You should go find her, and ask her yourself."
Glancing between the two women he could see that they were both willing to fight, taking a tentative step back, his eyes never leaving theirs. Without another word, W'Kabi turned on his heels, needing to find his wife, because he'd be damned if his wife would choose her position over his life.
Aiyana kept her eyes on his retreating form until he left the throne room, "As much as I love Okoye, if he threatens me again, I will drive a fucking knife through his face." Her voice no longer filled with fear, but anger.
Smirking, Nasi knew for a fact that Aiyana was a hell of a fighter, she, Ayo, and Okoye spent a lot of time teaching her how to fight. While she wasn't sure if she would be able to take on Erik, however, anyone else would have a hell of a time causing her pain.
"Do not worry my Princess, he threatens you again, I will hold him for you." Smiling as she laughed. Seeing that it was getting late, "You should get some rest, you will be busy soon enough."
Nodding to her, Aiyana let her escort her to her old bedroom, as she shut the door, her head came to rest on it. Closing her eyes, she could only feel relief knowing that M'Baku was coming, he still wanted her as his wife, and that her mother and sister were safe.
Exhaling slowly, she made her way towards her bed, flopping onto it she couldn't help but smile up at the ceiling, because come tomorrow, she was going to get her freedom or die trying.
Across the palace, Erik found himself looking at the spot next to him, smiling at the thought of her lying there, naked, her hair tussled after he fucked her. Folding his arms behind his head, pleased to know that in less than 48 hours, she would be his, her mind, and that fucking body.
Shaking his head clear, not that he was above jerking off, but he was adamant that the next timed he came it wasn't going to be in his fucking hand but in that perfect body. Just the thought of screaming out as he broke her hymen with his cock sent chills down his spine.
Closing his eyes, tomorrow they would start their plan to bringing the world to their knees and the following night, Aiyana would be on hers, taking every inch of his cock. And that thought put a smile on his face as he started to drift to sleep.
