Alani froze as the mountain that stood before her crumbled into a molehill. Hands originally at his waist now found themselves wrapping around his neck as the king kneeled. Confused, Alani pulled back to see a grimace twisting Atem’s face as his breathing became shallow.
“My apologies,” he weakly spoke, momentarily forgetting that he did not need to apologize to her. “I’ve played around too much. My wounds are reminding me of that.”
Blinking slowly as Alani processed what he was saying to her, she merely nodded. “You’re injured. I shouldn’t have taken my time unclothing you.”
Common sense returning to her, the princess laid Atem on his back and began treating him as if he was one of her people. With professional haste, she removed his undergarments, barely acknowledging his naked form. With great care, Alani pulled the pharaoh to his feet and close to her so that she could support his tall frame as she walked him over to the side of the bath.
With a slight nudge from Alani, Atem worked to correct himself as he stepped into the boiling water. An overwhelming sense of tranquility overcame him as his whole body became submerged.
Alani was quick to add in the scented oils as the king soaked in the water. Grabbing the clay pot filled with swabu, she worked up a lather and used her hands to expertly clean the wounds still visible above the water.
Atem held back a sigh as the pain began to slowly seep away with the princess’ soothing touch. “You’ve done this before,” he said.
Alani nodded. “Yes, my pharaoh. It was customary in my home to learn to heal as well as to fight, because a princess was considered worthless if she could not aid her countrymen.”
“Your father was a wise king,” Atem replied. “He made sure his family could protect themselves.”
Alani’s fingers trembled in their rhythm as the king spoke of her father. “Thank you,” she replied, not wanting to think of the people she had lost. “My king, I am having difficulty reaching your lower wounds. The water is too dark at this depth and angle.”
“Then perhaps you should join me,” he replied. Alani’s eyes widened, wanting to shake her head even though she knew it wasn’t a question.
“Surely you jest, my king. You shouldn’t dirty your bathwater with a simple slave maiden. If you stood up, I can easily finish treating your wounds.”
Atem bowed his head, letting his bangs cover the mischievousness burning in his violets. "Alani, I already informed you that you will retain your title of princess for this brief period, so I will not be bathing with a 'simple slave maiden.'"
Alani frowned, trying not to think about how tantalizing a bath with the pharaoh would be.
"I have not forgotten, my pharaoh."
"And I'm sure a bath is what you seek as well." The princess had to admit that Atem knew her better than she would've thought. She missed having three baths a day. Now, she was limited to two.
"Yes, my pharaoh," was her simple reply.
"Then come. Strip yourself of those rags and finish treating my wounds."
Not happy at all, Alani rose from her seated position. "As you wish. My only request is that you avert your eyes."
Turning away to avoid embarrassment if he refused, Alani removed her simple dress and adornings.
Atem did as the lady asked and did not raise his eyes from the water until he sensed Alani lowering herself into the bath across from him. He shuddered in surprise as the princess immediately began finishing her work. Surprised at her swiftness, one glance at the flushed maiden let Atem know she was busying herself to hide her embarrassment.
"There is no need to act timid before your king. Some might consider that as a sign of you hiding something."
Her pace slowing, Alani raised her hazel orbs to stare at him. "I am a lowly maiden stripped naked as I share a bath with you. Trust me, my pharaoh, there are no secrets between us." Her voice concaved to reflect the emotions she wouldn't dare allow her eyes to reveal.
Returning the beauty's stare, life seemed to surge within Atem as he listened to her. His blood pumped as he observed the hot steam rising from her bronze skin.
Aware of his intense gaze, Alani slouched lower in the water as her eyes slanted to the right, silently pleading for the cover of her clothes. She wasn't sure how to process such a heated look from her king- her subduer.
"You're quite right, Alani," Atem said after a long pause. "We don't have any secrets to share." When she refused to look at him, Atem suddenly pulled himself away from his seat, seemingly have forgotten about his wounds. Atem heard her gasp as he cupped her cheek, but all it did was make him stare hungrily at the lips from which it escaped. "Let us change that."
Alani's eyes widened as Atem leaned in close enough so that she could feel his warm breath against her cheek. For a moment, he stayed like that, peering into her eyes to see if she would object.
Alani was stunned, the swabu long forgotten as her fingers froze with the rest of her. Should she reject him? Could she? Was this another duty of a slave maiden? What did he mean by secret? And after all this time of loathing him, why couldn't she turn away? Is it because her former image of him was forever shattered?
So many questions raced through her mind that all she could do was stare back. It wasn't until his lips pressed against hers that all thinking halted.
Ra was the only word that repeated in Alani's mind, as it was the only explanation for the golden heat currently radiating throughout her body. Her king's mouth was as moist as the bathwater and as sweet as her most prized oils. When Atem finally pulled away for air, her loins were just as moist as his mouth.
Atem closed his eyes and touched his lips, savoring the citrusness of Alani's taste. He found it strange how he has eaten the world's most prized delicacies, yet none of their textures or tastes could match that of which he just sampled.
He reopened his eyes to find Alani half-dazed, half-confused. With a small smirk, he leapt over her fallen defenses as his hand snaked out to cusp one of the maiden's breasts.
Snapping to attention, Alani was unable to remove his hand because his lips were upon hers again. The heat was like Egypt's wildfires as her womb filled with warmth and the king's expert hands scorched across her skin, pulling and pinching at her tightened tips. His tongue darted out, asking permission into her moist cave, and she granted his request. Their tongues danced as they explored each other's caverns, eager to discover the other's world.
Alani's head was swirling, unable to focus on the sensations rippling through her. Her hands were restless, so she allowed them to rest on her king's chest.
Atem had other plans. Pulling away, he winked at the confused maiden as he raised her hands to grab hold of his hair. Lowering his head, Atem pulled one of her swollen nipples into his mouth, sucking softly as the steaming bathwater nipped at his lower jaw.
He heard a sharp intake of breath. The princess was moaning! Atem held back a chuckle; he wasn't finished. Feeling a slight tug on his roots, Atem dipped a hand down and let his fingers graze across her lower dark locks. A fingertip found her outer lips and slowly stroked back and forth, teasing the inner lips with his featherlight touch.
Alani couldn't name the craving that her lower body was communicating to her. The sensations were new, raw and untamed. Yet her king knew how to push her body's buttons, especially now as his fingers teased her bundle of joy, sending thousands of body-wracking tremors throughout her body.
She didn't know what to do. She could only focus on how his tongue continued to wreck havoc on her slick breasts, sliding down across her navel. When he reached her button, she instinctively leaned back, her auburn locks falling loosely over the bath's side. It wasn't until her fingers lost track of her king's hair that she sluggishly realized Atem had completely submerged, his tongue at the opening between her thighs.
Hoisting her legs up onto his shoulders, the pharaoh had a perfect view of her untampered flower. His tongue retraced the path of his fingers as he explored her gem. Moving his mouth to completely cover her so that water wouldn't get in his way, Atem stroked his tongue in between her lips and sucked at the juices Alani's body was making, smiling to himself as he felt her legs trembling around him. She was close, he could tell.
Alani noticed that Atem had quickened his speed, ruthlessly licking her essence down, using his fingers to insert her inner canal. She couldn't suppress the moans, control the vibrations. Her body was on the verge of something. It was an unpleasant feeling, but also the most wonderful feeling in the world.
Stop, she wanted to shout. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, but before she could panic, her body slammed against its calling as she drowned in ecstasy. The walls of her pharaoh's chambers reverberated with her passionate cries, the princess climaxing as Atem rose above her.
Trying to catch her breath, Alani looked up into her pharaoh's eyes as he took the sight of her in. Her eyes drooped as the tremors slowed down, but she couldn't sleep without first feeding her new craving.
"Atem," she called out, forgetting to use his title.
His darkened violets flashed as he reclaimed his seat on the other side of the bath. "Using your pharaoh's first name. Why, it's as if we shared something sacred."
She could hear the humor in his voice. How could he be so collected when her whole world had just been moved?
Recollecting herself, she met his hungry gaze with one of her own.
"Indeed. My king gave me a wonderful gift tonight."
He raised an eyebrow. "Oh did he now?"
Alani nodded. "As a noble princess, it is only customary for me to return the favor." Sending him a long, wanton look, she stood up with grace and exited the bath.
"Are you getting dressed, princess?" Atem asked, curious of her actions.
Looking back at him, she smirked. "My king did not ask me to get dressed, so I shall remained unclothed. However, I must be in my pharaoh's chambers in order to return his gift. It would be wise for him to follow me."
Atem chuckled to himself as he stood up, his naked body cooling as he headed towards his chambers.
"As you wish, my Queen..."
♥~To Be Continued~♥
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