Alora struggled to maintain eye contact as Magnus’s lips brushed against her skin, planting tender kisses along her neck and throat. With each touch, she felt a chill from the cooling water contrasted by the heat building within her body.
Magnus skillfully removed the last remnants of clothing, revealing her curves. The second he touched them, it ignited a fire within her. Alora’s mind was consumed by a whirlwind of sensations as pleasure surged through her veins, overwhelming her senses.
With that, her control wavered, and a moan escaped her lips as Magnus’s lips continued their journey, trailing down from her neck to the delicate valley between her breasts, sending waves of ecstasy rippling through her being. Unable to contain herself, she found herself uttering his name in a breathless plea, begging for more.
Magnus pulled her down into the water, their bodies now intimately close, leaving a tiny space between them. Alora was compelled to open her eyes, meeting his gaze with a mixture of desire and anticipation. With a gentle yet firm touch, Magnus closed the gap between them, their breaths mingling in the confined space.
As their bodies pressed against each other, Alora inhaled deeply, acutely aware of the hardness of Magnus’s body against her own, sending a thrill of excitement developed inside her.
Her cheeks were covered in the hue of red, but she didn’t avert her gaze even for a second from him.
Her eyes suddenly changed color, which Magnus spotted and he found it strange. “Your eyes,” he mumbled.
“Huh?” Alora heard him and touched the side of her eyes. “What happened?” she asked unaware of what he saw suddenly.
“Nothing,” he whispered. He didn’t wish her to ask him questions and kissed her- this time tenderly.
“I think we are late,” Alora suddenly said as she pulled away.
“What?” Magnus confusedly glanced at her.
“It is not good to make the Queen wait. Before I came to the bathhouse, I asked Tobias about it. He said the Queen Mother had a free hour to talk with me. She had some important works lately, but she took out special time for me,” Alora began explaining. She feared that she would get scolded for being irresponsible.
“So, you wish to stop us?” Magnus asked.
“No. But I-I don’t want the Queen Mother to wait,” she murmured.
Magnus read her remaining thoughts and decided to stop there. He already had opened one more door of their intimacy. She was now comfortable around him and he didn’t wish to stay forceful to her to complete the last step.
“There’s a robe in the cupboard over there. Wear it and head to another bathhouse to wash up. I’ll see you in the chamber,” Magnus instructed her.
Alora hummed and turned around. She picked up the chemise from the platform and covered herself from it before getting off the bathtub. Magnus smiled to see her movements and soon, she disappeared from her sight.
Alora fidgeted with her fingers as she awaited for the Queen to come.
“Why do you look scared?” Magnus asked, placing his hand above hers.
“What if the Queen Mother scolds me for being late?” She wanted to come to the palace as soon as she had gotten ready, but Magnus didn’t let her leave until she had her breakfast.
“Mother won’t do that,” Magnus said while being confident. “She knows we are newlyweds,” he murmured.
“That sounds like an excuse,” Alora replied.
“How is it an excuse? We are newlyweds. We need time to explore more about each other,” Magnus whispered in a teasing tone, his lips brushing her earlobe.
She pushed him away gently. “Please don’t start here. What if Queen Mother sees us?” Alora complained in a low voice.
“She isn’t around,” Magnus remarked mischievously as he leaned in to kiss her, taking advantage of her blindfold.
“Your Highness!” Alora exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand in mock indignation. She quickly moved away from him, even though her eyes were covered. Despite her blindfold, she could sense the smile playing on Magnus’s lips after teasing her.
“Why did you move away?” Magnus inquired, moving towards her again. Alora felt his presence and instinctively retreated once more.
But how long could she escape him? She felt the sofa armrest hitting her back. “His Highness should stop teasing me,” Alora said when she felt his fingers on her chin.
“If you won’t run away, I will,” Magnus whispered teasingly.
“Where could I possibly run away to?” Alora murmured.
“Anywhere. You’re quite good at running,” Magnus replied with a playful smile.
Alora placed her hands on his chest, gently chiding him to show some restraint in the Queen’s chamber.
“The Queen is here,” a servant’s announcement interrupted them, prompting Alora to stand up, keeping her head low as Magnus leisurely rose to his feet.
“I can see my son is quite delighted these days,” Queen Margaret said and spread her arms out.
Magnus approached her to hug her. She caressed his back and shortly pulled away. “Alora makes me smile all the time. She is quite at it,” he told his mother.
“I can see that.” Margaret went to her and held Alora’s hands. “Did you adjust well here?” she asked.
“Yes, I did, Your Majesty,” Alora promptly answered.
Margaret embraced her, leaving Alora astonished. She thought the Queen didn’t like her since she was a human. She felt warm feeling the love from Magnus’s mother too.
“Have a seat, Alora,” Margaret softly asked her and went back to sit at her place. She rested her both hands on the armrests of the sofa chair and settled on it comfortably.
Alora had her hands clasped tightly. “I apologize for not being on time, Your Majesty. I didn’t know the Queen Mother wanted to see me yesterday. Had I known this, I would have seen her first before going to my sister’s marriage.” She felt she should apologize for making the Queen wait for her.
“It’s alright. I have no complaint regarding that,” Margaret replied.
“So, why did Mother want to see Alora?” Magnus queried.
“Can Prince Magnus leave us for a while?” Queen Margaret asked. “I would like to talk with Alora in private,” she stated.
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