The prince paces around the study room, trying to focus on his task. He unbuttons his shirt as to cool down his heat. He knows he shouldn't crave her like he does, he shouldn't want her. He knows he shouldn't feel what he feels.
He questions his own feelings, desire? Lust? Love maybe?
Whatever it is he feels, he needs to have her in his arms again, he needs to feel her lips. Tired of pretending he doesn't feel the spark he makes his way to her chambers. No longer questioning his desires he knocks at the door.
When she opens the door he doesn't hold back, he pulls her into a kiss pushing her back inside.
Esmeray stumbles back, for a moment she hesitates, before returning his passion. She pulls his shirt closer to her. She wraps her arms around him as he roams her body
"I am tired of pretending I dont crave you, I can't hold myself any longer" he confessions in between kisses. "Then don't..take me..make me yours again..guide me through the gates of pleasure " she beggs.
Xerxes begins to undress himself, his lips never leaving hers. He rips her gown from her body, his hands roaming her naked figure. He picks her up, and without being told she wraps her legs around him as he takes them to her bed.
He enters her wet folds, pushing in slowly as she arches her back into her desires. She diggs her nails into his back as he begins to rock back and forth. A moan escapes her lips, as he goes deeper into her.
He kisses down her neck, leaving dark marks behind, as he approaches her breasts he teases with his tongue before capturing her nipples into his mouth.
Her moans become louder and more deliberate, this only turns him on even more. He lets go and fucks her harder, his groans mixed with her moans create a melody of sensuality.
The beast in him wants to ravage her body but he pulls himself back in fear of hurting her. He slowls down his pace for a moment as he feels her walls tightening around him.
Soon he increases his pace, his hips snapping against her skin as he pushes harder and deeper. The bed creaks beneath them as pleasure takes over.
Esmeray meets his thrusts pushing her body against his, she bites down on his shoulder to stifle her cries of pleasure, marking him as hers and hers only.
His hands slide down finding her clit and rubbing it in soft gentle circular motion. Her moans grow louder, as she gets becomes wetter.
Esmeray's screams of pleasure echo through the room as she comes undone beneath Xerxes, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm.
Xerxes continues to thrust into her, prolonging her climax until she's a shuddering, trembling mess.
Only then does he allow himself to find his own release, his hips jerking forward as he spills himself inside her with a low groan.
They collapse onto the bed together, their bodies slick with sweat and tangled in the sheets. He pulls Esmeray close, holding her against his chest as they both catch their breath.
For a long moment, they simply lie there in silence, basking in the aftermath of their passion. Her fingers play circles around his chest, tracing over his scars. Training? Or perhaps from war? She wonders.
Eventually, reality begins to set in.
Xerxes sits up abruptly, running a hand through his hair. "This changes nothing," he says gruffly, avoiding Esmeray's gaze. "We can't let this happen again."
Esmeray feels a pang of hurt at his words, but she nods in agreement. "You're right," she murmurs. "It was a mistake. " But was it? After all he came to her twice.
"But.." she gets up, and lays on top of him, a knife in hand. She presses the weapon near his neck catching him off gaurd.
"Does a mistake feel good?" She slowly possessions herself on him, his arousal evident as she slides down. He groans as he feels her once again. "Tell me your majesty, does this feel like a mistake? After all you sought after me twice"
Xerxes brings down his arms slowly. It wasn't her sitting on top of him that turns him on, its her boldness to threaten him with a small knife. "No, it doesn't" he reaches for the knife taking it from her "I applause your boldness princess" he praises her his hands gripping her thighs tightly.
He knows he should push away before he goes crazy, before this madness continues and turns into something else. But he can't, his body won't move, his mind is a blur, fogged with desires.
His hand reaches to her breast kneading it gently, his thumb circling her hard brown nipple. A moan escapes her throat as she begins to ride him slowly, he reaches to her capturing her nipple before moving to her lips and back to her nipple.
She speeds up her actions, their body fighting their pride.
After a while they lay back down, this time he brings her closer adjusting to her body, kissing her forehead.
"Stay with me just for tonight" Esmeray whispers."Just for now, lets forget about everything else and enjoy the moment we have " Xerxes nods covering her with the blanket, holding her closer as if she were to be taken from him.
The moment feels right, it feels pleasant. His heart calming down as they drift off.