All Chapters of The King's virgin bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The king declared with a stern and commanding tone, his desire to end this awkward situation as quickly as possible evident. The feeling of annoyance that overwhelmed the king was much more than anger from seeing Selene with the young man in such a friendly, if not more intimate, attitude. Frederick's first impulse was to find the entrance to the cabin and separate Selene from Marcus, but before he could even move, he heard the notes coming from the piano under Selene's fingers. They were not perfect notes, he thought it might be a Mozart melody, but he couldn't be certain because it didn't sound right, but there was something that kept him still and focused, watching Selene slide her fingers clumsily across the keys. Marcus moved a little closer to the edge of the bench, giving Selene more space to play and, unintentionally, providing some relief to the king's agitated heart. Selene's occasional facial expressions when she made a mistake drew a few tightly pressed smiles from Frede

Fredrick's face turned crimson, and his hands couldn't help but find their way to his noble parts, yet he remained standing tall, like a king."Allow me to offer you some advice, Your Majesty," Selene said, completely ignoring the pain she had inflicted on Frederick. "Don't start something you're not willing to finish."Frederick didn't respond. He couldn't! And Selene took the opportunity to escape and seek refuge in the safety of her chamber, aware that if the king wanted to barge in, she couldn't stop him. Nevertheless, she hoped that Frederick would act like a gentleman after their heated encounter.The night was ridiculously short. There was no other way to describe it from Selene's perspective. She had wished for more time to rest, as she hadn't been able to sleep, and just when she was about to close her eyes, dawn surprised her."Are you all right, my Lady?" her maid asked as she helped her adjust her corset."I had a rough night," she confessed. There was no point in pretendi

Frederick did nothing more than wait for the moment when the Viscount would stop showing him his exclusive collection of liquors brought from a significant number of countries and realms. At another time, that would have been a very interesting conversation, but now he only wished to go up to his chamber and then sneak into Selene's room.The Viscount offered the king a sip of his finest whiskey, which he couldn't refuse, and a few more glasses followed.Frederick didn't achieve his mission to go up in time to meet his betrothed because when he finally went up to look for her, he found her asleep on the bed. The king's eyes traveled over Selene's body. She hadn't undressed, and guilt struck him when he realized that she had been waiting for him.With slow and silent steps, he approached her, bent down slightly, and kissed her forehead. It was a quick and gentle touch, like a breeze before stepping away. Frederick contemplated her in complete silence for several minutes. He was tempted

Selene's moans and gasps, to the king, were like kindling on a bonfire. Every sound of pleasure emitted by her increased the desire in Frederick, who kissed and licked those erect buttons as if they were the most appetizing delicacy.Selene's legs clung to the king's hips with greater strength, making her center collide with the monarch's pelvis, so, one of her hands moved to one of the white and smooth legs, and began to caress them slowly, while her mouth left her fiancée's breasts, to start leaving a path of wet kisses that passed by the young lady's abdomen, which was rising and falling erratically.Anxiety was wreaking more havoc in Selene's head than the same kisses and caresses of her fiancé, for she did not know what was all that she was feeling and, although very pleasant, she was also invaded by fear of the unknown."Your Majesty," she whispered panting."Lady Selene..." he replied softly, as he parted his lips from her skin. Their eyes met and the flames of desire and passi

Selene was petrified at the sight of the five men surrounding her. She didn't recognize any of them, nor did she understand what they wanted from her, but the truth was, they were ready to attack her. She looked to the sides and decided to take a risk, before they could do anything to her, so she started running towards a space between the men, the only problem was that it was taking her further away from Baron's house."Don't run, doll," said one of the men, and they laughed.They were mocking her, and it was too late when Selene realized she had fallen into their trap, as they made her stray farther from the guards, and two more men, whom she hadn't seen before, came out to meet her, trapping her tightly in their arms."Help!" the young lady screamed, but they quickly covered her mouth with a dirty and foul-smelling cloth, which made her stomach turn.Selene tried with all her might to free herself from their grip, but it was not possible, the men were much stronger than her and out