All Chapters of Traded - The Adom Kingdom: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Hey." Azalia smiled as she walked to their bed, in which Melech was already waiting for her. She was wearing a nightgown, the kind that had see-through fabric and that looked incredibly sexy on her. It enlightened the sensual curves of her body perfectly and left just the right amount of skin to the imagination. "Hey." Melech couldn't take his eyes off her as she joined him in bed and then straddled his lap. He was sitting against the headboard, his hands naturally moving to fit around Azalia's waist. "You're gorgeous, little princess." He husked out as he caressed her sides. "Thank you." The compliment made Azalia feel pleasantly warm. She knew she was beautiful, but she always liked it whenever Melech looked at her like she was the most stunning woman in the world. It certainly felt good. "You know," She placed one of her hands on Melech's shoulder, the other one starting to play with the dark curls of Melech's hair behind his head. "You won't be able to call me little princess o

Azalia only managed to try on a couple of dresses before asking Amos to fetch Melech. She couldn't help it. As much as she tried not to let Yael's words get to her, she couldn't ignore how she was feeling right now... She was lost and angry and hurt all at the same time. She needed to talk to Melech, and she needed to do it now before the feeling of betrayal she felt inside her could grow any more. "There you are." Melech arrived a few minutes after Amos had left, but without Amos. The Zahav man was leaving them alone so that they could have some privacy for their conversation, something Azalia was grateful for. "Did you want me to help you choose your dress?" Melech seemed unaware of what had happened with Yael. He looked at Azalia with obvious desire, surely because of the gorgeous dress she was currently wearing. It was white and sleeveless with a long train. It wasn't the one she would pick for their marriage ceremony but still looked incredibly beautiful on her. "I didn't see

The ritual room was grand, with high ceilings and extremely tall stained-glass windows. It rendered the atmosphere of the room mystical and sacred. The stained-glass windows depicted the different gods the Adom Kingdom believed in, the entities painted in gorgeous colours such as navy blue and dark burgundy. It was breathtaking. However, as stunning as the room and the stained-glass windows were, Azalia's entire focus was on the man waiting for her in the middle of the room. Melech was already there. He was wearing traditional clothing that fit him perfectly, his outfit a dark crimson colour just like his eyes. It made the white of Azalia's dress stand out even more and suited Melech's strong personality flawlessly. Melech was fire incarnated. It was only a given his marriage outfit would remind people of that. More importantly, he looked better than ever with his dark curls stylised to perfection and his red eyes firmly focused on Azalia. She truly had the most handsome husband in

Melech claimed Azalia's lips with his own as soon as they were back in their private quarters. "Melech." The Lavan princess moaned as Melech kissed her passionately. They had hurried back to their quarters as soon as the sacred ceremony had finished. They had barely heard the members of the High Council congratulate them on their union, the two lovers way too impatient to pay them any mind. Finally, after months of torturous wait, they could go all the way together. "Are you already wet?" Melech smirked as he touched Azalia's intimate parts through her clothes. The question made her blush a little, a small gasp leaving her lips when Melech rubbed her vulva from on top of the fabric. "Yes." She had no other choice but to admit. She was already wet just from a simple kiss. Her whole body was burning up with desire for her husband. Melech felt a smirk tug at his lips as pride swelled inside him. He leaned in, letting his hot breath brush against Azalia's skin as he murmured right into

Melech helped Azalia wash after their sexy time in the bathtub. He started with washing her face and then her hair, making sure to use the right products to not damage her natural waves. He then washed the rest of her body, from her arms to her legs, and even went as far as to rub her feet with some special lotions. Azalia loved it. Temira and Shai were usually the ones to take care of her when she took a bath, but having her husband do it instead felt amazing. The amount of care Melech was using when touching her body was heart-warming. It made her feel special and loved, affection for Melech swelling inside her chest. "My turn." She said once Melech had finished washing her. She wanted to take care of him, too. And she also didn't want to miss an occasion of putting her hands all over Melech's body. It was too sexy for words. "Turn around. I'll start with your back." She said and Melech obeyed without any complaints. Azalia spent several minutes applying soap to his nape, shoulde