21

Princess Yeri.

After the bed broke, King Ozar rose from me and left the room. I stayed in the same position, wondering what the hell just happened between the both of us and what would have ensued if the bed didn’t break. Right in between my legs, it felt moist—wet. If I am not mistaken, my governess has told me about what happens between a man and woman during intercourse. For men, the jewel in between his legs would double in size, harden, and erect. I cannot even say this out but it is exactly what I felt when King Ozar massaged himself against me.

And for a woman, the sign that I would be ready to have a man would be the moisture in between my legs. I moaned, I held onto his sleeve and my breath was restless. I have never been as close to a man as I was with him. A moment before we found ourselves in such a position, I stared at his build and feared for the woman who is obligated to take him in between her legs. I didn’t know that in a few minutes, I would be bound to know the mag