Her body brimmed with satisfaction, anticipation and excitement.
She didn’t know how to describe the feeling. It was purer than bliss, calmer than tranquility. She was standing naked in the chambers of the most powerful man in Egypt, yet he had serviced her.
Her eyes sparkled with a soft haughtiness. A king in between the legs of his slave maiden, pleasuring her as he caressed her womanhood. Why, it was too much!
Failing to focus her mind, the nude maiden let herself wander aimlessly around the large space, enamored with the beautiful hieroglyphics painted on the walls. Pottery, large and small, filled the room as and statues of Egyptian’s former rulers stood in the four corners. One statue was of Aknamkanon, Atem’s late father and former pharaoh. His statue stood to the left of Atem’s monstrous bed.
Alani allowed her fingers to momentarily flick over the fine silks, remembering a time when she was once draped in the fine garnishes.
So enthralled Alani was by her King’s sheets that she didn’t realize she had an audience. He watched her every move, fully appreciating her unclothed form. He observed her as she reached out to touch his bed, silently wanting those fingers to touch him instead.
Naked and feeling heavy in his nether regions, Atem walked up to his beautiful distraction. He knew she would have his full attention until the dawn, when he would have to deal with the surviving rebels.
Such business was always unpleasant, so he was grateful that Alani had brought him such pleasure. He couldn’t wait to find out what she had planned.
Alani’s head fell back as strong arms wrapped around her torso, pulling her back against a firm chest that was warm against her cool back. She closed her eyes as she let herself melt into his shoulder, enjoying the soft kisses he pressed against the curve of her neck.
She giggled as his tongue dipped in for a taste. Turning in his embrace, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. It was endearing, gentle, passionate.
Alani felt herself moving back, but she couldn’t break herself away from the man’s firm mouth, unwilling to separate herself from the moist heat. The back of her knees met against an immovable object, and she felt herself diving into the soft silks of her king’s bed, with her king right on top of her.
To be under his sculpted body was more than Alani could handle. Her hands wanted to be everywhere at once. Atem’s hands were at her chest again and the patterns they created took her breath away.
Fighting to clear her mind, Alani raised her hands to push gently at his chest. Enamored with her mouth, Atem slowly pulled away to see what the princess wanted. Still pushing at his chest, Atem rolled over to his side, but pulled her close so that her body was still pressed against his.
She had to stop him. If she didn’t, she would succumb to his tantalizing advances. Looking into those hauntingly familiar violets, she realized that he had claimed her in a way no other had ever done. She was falling for the enemy of her lost lands and this scared her; she had to remain in control.
Atem watched with curiosity as the arousing warmth in her eyes began to harden into cold hazel. Her smile became a smirk as she pushed him completely flat on his back.
His eyes widened as she was suddenly on top of him, her slick center riding up bare chest. Her hands were at his neck, massaging the taut muscles as Alani’s tongue found the crevice of his left ear.
“My King, you have given this maiden such an amazing gift,” she whispered, breathing softly into Atem’s ear. “Would you be so kind as to let me return the favor?”
He shivered, knowing the gentleness in her voice did not match the look he saw in her eyes seconds earlier. However, he recognized the challenge behind those words, and he knew better than to step away from her test.
“Do as you please, princess,” Atem warily replied.
Smirking to herself, Alani left a chaste kiss against his ear before turning her focus on the area where Atem’s neck met his shoulder. She ran her tongue across the warm skin, drawing circles before pulling the skin in between her lips. She sucked him in, familiarizing herself with his taste and scent. He smelt amazing… granted, she did just give him a bath.
Atem’s eyes grew heavy as Alani became more aggressive in her sucking. He was completely aware of her body. As her head bobbed below his chin, her lovely orbs pressed firmly against him as her moist center continued to rub across his navel. The continuous ministrations was making him hard and he wanted desperately to reclaim her body for his own taking.
But Alani had other plans. Satisfied with his neck, she moved downward as her fingers dug into his golden chest. Finding his dark and taught tipples, Alani claimed it in her mouth... and bit down.
Atem's eyes widened as his hands clenched and unclenched. The maiden was biting him all over his chest, then sucking and blowing the bruised skin. She hovered over his navel, torturing his senses as her tongue darted in and out of the sunken skin.
Alani smiled to herself as she felt her king quiver beneath her. Nipping at his skin, she slowly began her descent by following the thin line that dipped down to her king's hardened length.
Atem groaned when he felt Alani's fingers wrap around him. Dear Ra echoed in his mind as he thought of the way she was making him feel. He then groaned again, this time in frustration. Her mouth was so close to him, but she was dancing around it, kissing and nipping at the skin on his thighs and beneath his scrotum. It was torture.
Taking her time, Alani pushed Atem's legs apart, wanting more access to his nether regions. She knew what he wanted; it became obvious when her fingers wrapped around his crowning jewel that warmly pulsated against her small palm. Her tongue licking and drawing in his sack, Alani looked up to see the arousal and tortured anticipation on her king's face. His violet pupils gleamed with so many emotions that it slowly started to chip away at the ice in her own eyes.
Breaking eye contact, Alani softly bit on the mass currently in her mouth, not ready to give in to him. Her hand tightened around him until she heard his soft yelp. Glancing up at him again, her tongue trailed up his golden rod. Reaching the end, she fingered the swollen tip, happy to see that he was already moist.
Atem held his breath as Alani pulled him into her mouth at an agonizingly slow pace. He arched when she sucked on him, nipping him as she pulled more of him inside.
Alani's brow furrowed, frustrated that she could only pull half of him in without hitting the back of her throat. He was bigger than she had anticipated. She closed her eyes and returned to his tip, only to pull in right back in. Slowly finding her rhythm, one hand continued to pump his lower half as the other dug its fingernails in his chest.
Atem was quick to close his eyes, his breath taken away as his throbbing rod was teased and pleasured by Alani. His hand snaked down to cover the hand that was wrapped around him, teaching her the rhythm that would drive him insane.
He groaned as she caught on. Needing something to grab on, he buries his hands in her hair as she continued her insult. He was careful to not push himself against her, wanting her to remain in control. He hissed as her fingernails dug into his skin, but he knew it was her way of telling him not to interfere.
Alani sped up, her teeth slowly grazing against his sensitive flesh as she slid him in and out at an increasing pace. As she reached the top, she was met with his first squirt. He's close, she thought to herself as she lapped the juices down her throat.
She glanced at her king again, writhing and throbbing beneath his slave maiden. He dared to call her princess when she was subjected to such humiliating tasks. Yet here he was, letting her dominate him. What a peculiar king, indeed.
Their eyes met, his pupils glistening as brightly as the thin layer of sweat that had settled over him. She let her hazel eyes soften as she stared at him, surprised at the unbridled adoration that resided in his raging pupils.
Her drags against him became wetter and longer, slowly claiming new inches. She suddenly wanted all of him in; she wanted him somewhere else just as warm and moist. She sucked and sucked as his large vein pulsated and hardened.
His head fell back; he couldn't watch anymore. It was too much. He barely registered Alani pushing his legs out as her pace quickened. He needed it to end, but at the same time he wanted the pleasure to go on forever. He was so hard, it hurt. Relaxing all his muscles out of pure exhaustion, his lower body lurched as he climaxed.
She took it in, rolling it around on her tongue as it seeped down her throat. She licked her lips as she stared lazily at his still hard rod, knowing her work wasn't finished.
Moving up between his legs, she climbed up to look down at her satisfied king. She bent down to kiss him tenderly on the lips, letting him taste himself on hers.
Her fingers played with locks, matted against his forehead as he looked up at her.
"Don't fall asleep, my king. I'm sure you thoroughly enjoyed my gift, but you and I aren't done yet."
Letting his eyes roam over the lovely image of Alani above him with her hair tossled, he sent her a small smirk. "So long as we remain unclothed, I am more than happy to oblige."
She smiled down at him and it took Atem's breath away. It was Alani's first genuine smile and it excited him that he was the one to put it there. Did that mean her perception of him had changed?
"Splendid. I think it is time that you rewarded me for the gift I have given you," she explained as she repositioned herself on top of him. Reaching behind her, she was pleased to find him still hard.
"A gift for a gift. It is to be expected," Atem mumbled as he watched her stand up and hover about his re-energized penis.
"Indeed. I hope you don't mind if I pick it out myself," she whispered before pulling his golden rod deep inside her; her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.
Atem felt Alani shuddering above him before he heard her gasp. She collapsed against him, her ear pressed against his chest. Alani's hair fell wildly across her face as she struggled to steady her breath.
"My apologies, my King," Alani breathed out, "but it looks like your lovely silks will have bloodied stains by dawn..."
♥~To Be Continued~♥
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