TYPHONE

  According to Avery, the wedding should be consummated after the ceremony and such, but I did not agree and took her to her room the night after the banquet.

  She looked at me with those innocent lavender eyes and I could not resist her, but I held back. I could not hurt her. Not her.

  That night, I asked Grimore to bring me a woman who has the same body type as Avery. After a while, Grimore brought me a woman with thick black curly hair and black eyes, contrast to Avery's shining lavender ones, but they had the same physique. Almost.

  Without any other words, I grabbed the woman's arms and ripped off her satin dress which pleased her. I growled and ravished her, kissing her neck, shoulders and chest with so much hunger. I unzipped my trousers, not bothering to take off the rest of my clothes. I was not gentle when I pushed in my aching length inside her. I was merciless when I thrusted in and out of her.

  Her wails and erotic moans were not pleasing and I had a hard time bringing myself pleasure. I had to control myself not to cover her mouth or stuff her scarf into her mouth just to keep her quiet. It was not a few minutes later, she came, and I haven't. I growled and pulled out of her, annoyed. I gave her a couple minutes to breath.

  "Get out and don't you dare look back." I coldly said to the woman and she obeyed, rushing out of my room with just a blanket while carrying her clothes.

  I took off the sheets and laid on the couch instead. I stripped off my clothes, closed my eyes and stroked my still hard length. I imagined Avery beneath me. Her eyes glassy with unshed tears, lips hung open slightly as her moans echoed in my ear, and her soft breasts bounce slightly as I thrust into her.

  I licked my lips as I stroke myself harder, faster. Not even a minute passed, I was already spilling myself onto my chest and my stomach. It was lot. I was surprised at how fast I came and how much came out.

  I hissed when I stroked the head with my thumb. It was sensitive and I scoffed.

  Just the image of her getting ruined by me made me mess up like this.

  I did not bother cleaning up nor getting dressed. I just laid there, bathing under the moonlight, dreaming of the time when I can ravish my princess until I fell asleep.

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  The next morning, I heard a knock on my door follwed by Grimore stating his presence. I groaned, a sign that he can come in.

  When the doors opened and closed, I opened my eyes slowly and saw a horrified Grimore.

  "Your Majesty. What is this mess? It's so... so... disgusting. And..." He picked up my shirt and pants, throwing it onto a basket.

  "These sheets. I'm guessing you wanted them changed?" He asked, picking up the sheets with just his thumb and his forefinger, disgusted. His nose scrunched as if smelling the scent of a passionate love making.

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  "Yes. I hate the scent of that woman. It was too strong. Her perfume was nauseating." I hissed, sitting up, unashamed of my naked figure before my right hand man.

  He sighed, "You did not even put on some pants. What if the Queen was the one who entered here?! She would be in shock!"

  "Calm down, Grimore. She won't just barge in and--"

  "Typhone. I came to tell you breakfast is ready and I--"

  Fuck.

  Avery screamed at the top of her lungs and before she could leave, I rushed to her side, naked and proud, grabbed her arm and pinned her on the couch. I covered her mouth and ushered Grimore to leave.

  The doors shut and I looked down at my captive. Her eyebrows are knitted together and her cheeks were turning a bright red.

  "Promise me you won't scream and I'll let you go." I whispered, voice husky from sleep.

  She nodded and I slowly took off my hand. I got up and got dressed, cleaning myself up in the process. I glanced at her and she didn't sit up until I told her that I was dressed.

  "Do you seriously just sleep like that? Naked? I mean... completely naked?" She asked in disbelief. I chuckled.

  "It was quite hot last night princess." I reasoned.

  "Also, where are your sheets? Did you ask Grimore to change them again?" She asked again.

  "I was hoping for some cooler sheets. The ones your father asked to use were getting too hot." I lied again.

  She just sighed, but her cheeks were not turning to their normal color. They were still red and her nose was still red.

  How cute.

  "Just... next time, please put some clothes on before the sun shines or something. I do not want that to happen again." She raised her hands in defeat and I walked in front of her, smirking.

  "It won't happen again if you would just knock first, princess." I leaned in and she moved back, getting trapped between me and the back rest of the couch,

  Her eyes slowly widened and I could see her swallow thickly. I stared into her lavender eyes and slowly looked down onto her pink lips. I leaned in slowly, nose brushing against hers and I could see her closing her eyes.

  I want you, my princess. All mine. Mine.

  I was gripping the back of the couch tightly as I inched slower, not wanting to startle her.

  Just a bit more. I want to taste you. I want to--

  "Your Majesty. The king and queen are waiting for you and the princess to--"

  Once again, Grimore ruined the mood. Avery's eyes opened and she gasped. She pushed me away and stood up.

  "Oh. I'll go see if everything is really set and ready. I'll... I'll see you at the garden." She said to me and left hurriedly.

  Grimore was stiff as a rock as I glared at him. I grabbed him by the collar.

  "Do you enjoy making me suffer, Grimore? Embarrassing me in front of my wife?" I growled.

  "No. Of course not, Your Majesty! I just thought you two were done talking and all that. I... I'm sorry!" He rambled. I sighed and let him go.

  I fixed my clothes and my hair, glaring at Grimore again.

  "That's the second time you've ruined a moment between me and my wife." I said and he just kept rambling his apologies.

  I sighed and let Grimore clean up my room whilst I join my wife and her parents for breakfast. I walked the same path I used to walk on for the past few days towards the rose garden. There, I saw my wife sitting all pretty and flushed. I smiled to myself.

  "Good morning, Your Majesty. Did you sleep well last night?" The queen asked.

  "I did. Thank you for asking." I said, bowing at her and glancing at Avery.

  "How about you, dear wife? Did you sleep well?" I asked, teasing.

  Her cheeks turned red immediately and she cleared her throat, "Yes. Yes. I did. I'm glad you slept well."

  I stifled a laugh and began eating my breakfast. The mood was light and peaceful and it would probably the last time my dear wife will experience such peace because once she moves to Lazarith, everything will be different.

  "So... when are you planning to depart to Lazarith?" The king asked.

  I looked at Avery and asked, "When do you want to leave, my dear?"

  Avery looked taken aback and she poked her food a bit, thinking. Her soft pink lips pouted slightly in thought.

  "Maybe... after 2 days. If that's alright with you, Your Majesty." She looked at me with those innocent lavender eyes.

  "Sure, princess. Whatever you like." I said and continued with my breakfast.

  2 days. I better tell Leonis to check on the kingdom tomorrow.