Kael
I didn't think it was something I could do. She was supposed to be off-limits, but somehow I couldn't stop myself from wondering about the possibilities I could explore with her not-so-innocent fantasies.
"I've always had this one wish," she said, her head slumped over my shoulders.
"What wish is that?" I asked with genuine interest, but now I wish I hadn't.
"To be fucked by a man wearing a mask." She said softly before passing out, but little did she know how much those words gravely affected me.
I shouldn't be having these thoughts. Heck, I shouldn't have given them a moment's notice, but something about her drew me closer in ways that had nothing to do with the circumstances surrounding our relationship.
Based on our age differences, I'm way older than Seraphina—at least with a reasonable gap of 10 fucking years.
She turned twenty last year, and I had been her bodyguard since then.
I tried to stifle the thoughts, tried to keep them shut, but as the nights flew by, it became disastrously difficult.
When I ordered the devil mask and the ghost-face mask, I genuinely felt like I was going insane.
I drowned myself in alcohol for days, wishing, hoping, and praying that these thoughts would die. But every night I stood by her door, listening to her touch herself to orgasm, it made me go crazy.
When I appeared in her room and took in the sight of her edging herself to release, all forms of restraint and control broke loose.
When I touched her, she was willing and almost too ready for me. I had sworn never to penetrate or kiss her to avoid establishing any further contact, but while I plowed against her bare pussy, it was hard to keep those thoughts together.
Even against my briefs, she was so fucking wet, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like being inside her.
Her moans echoed through the room, and the way she held me down with her legs was absolutely breathtaking. I humped us both to release, but I couldn't resist the urge when I came back to jerk off to thoughts of her.
She tasted so disgustingly delicious. When her warmth flooded my mouth, there was something so primal about the way I feasted on her.
I was hungry, like a beast whose chains had been broken. She matched my need, but unfortunately, I had to go before the sun rose or someone heard us.
Standing outside her door and contemplating if it would be a good idea to wake her up, knowing I could never look at her the same way again, was the bane of my existence.
But I had to. Duty came before all else.
"I'm coming, give me a moment." I heard her voice from the other end and couldn't stop my mind from wandering to places I shouldn't be thinking about.
She was probably arranging her nightwear. Flashes of how her nipples strained against the fabric and the way her lingerie lifted to reveal her wet pussy enveloped my consciousness.
My daze was broken by the sound of the door opening, revealing beautiful blue eyes and that charming smile that always set me off in very dark ways. She couldn't know. There was no way I could risk her finding out the truth.
"Good morning, Kael." Her face lit up with excitement.
"Good morning, Princess. It's good to see that you look rather excited this morning, but we have to get going soon. You're needed at the orphanage."
"That's true. Well then, I'll be down in a jiffy."
She made to close the door when she suddenly paused and stared at me with an expression I couldn't quite grasp.
"Is there a problem, Amorcito?" My eyes unwittingly settled on her mouth.
"Help me tell the maids to bring my breakfast to my room." There was a hesitant look in her eyes before she opened her mouth again.
"Kael, can I ask you something?"
"Of course, Princess. What is it?"
"Did you by any chance see anyone come into my room at night?"
I furrowed my eyebrows slightly, and she blushed, but I could tell she was trying to hide something.
"I didn't see anyone entering your room… is there a problem? Did something happen last night?"
"No, no. It was nothing. I just wanted to know how serious you, umm, take your job… sorta."
"Are you sure, Princess?"
"Of course I'm sure. Don't forget to tell the maids to bring my breakfast to my room. I'll be ready in an hour."
"Alright then. I'll see you downstairs." She smiled and nodded before closing the door.
Was she suspecting me? I don't think so.
If she were, I'd know. I'd been in the military before, and I could easily tell when someone was trying to hide something.
Maybe I'd limit how often I came to her room. Heck, I should end the thing entirely. I made up my mind. That was what I was going to do.
After an hour, she came down and we were ready to move. Seraphina was the typical overprotected princess who had every one of her activities under twenty-four-seven monitoring.
If there was any doubt about that, the fact that I had to be with her every single day was enough proof.
Her uncle was the only family she had—living family, that is. Her father died mysteriously when she was only but a child, and based on the rules of succession, her uncle had to occupy the monarch's position until she turned twenty-four.
The idea was that once she was of age to claim both her inheritance and the position of monarch, she would finally live up to the standards of the people of Agrevia.
"What does my schedule look like, Kael?"
"Nothing much, Your Highness, except for two orphanage visits, three interviews with Agrevia's media house, and a visit to the Prime Minister."
"That sounds like a lot. With the way you started off your statement, I already assumed that I had almost nothing to do today."
"Sorry, Your Highness," I said, genuinely meaning it.
"It's fine."
The car entered a ditch, jolting both me and Seraphina out of our conversation.
The impact was strong enough to cause her to shift from her position, immediately crashing down on me.
By instinct, I caught her in time to steady her, but the impact was too great, and her entire form leaned dangerously against my chest.
Her face was frustratingly close to mine, and unwittingly, my eyes landed on her chest.
Heat immediately seeped into my throbbing cock. Fucking hell!