Her hands were clasped to her chest as she sat feebly on the king's bed. She could feel his hot gaze on her while he stood at the door.
"Please your highness, I beg you to spare my sister's life. It was all my idea...she's innocent in all of this." Selene stuttered, keeping her eyes rooted to the floor, shivering in fear at the thought of the kind of punishment her sister would be made to face.
"You should worry more about yourself, you know..." Khael said, each word deliberate as he began to make his way toward her, "you lied to me, the king!"
"Do you know what that means?!" He asked and seemed to wait for a response from her but none ever came.
"No one has ever lied to me. It would take me nothing to wipe you away from the surface of this earth....."
"You can choose to do whatever you wish to do to me, your highness, but please spare my sister." Selene said and dropped to her knees.
"....I beg of you." She added.
Khael paused in his tracks, his gaze still burning heavily on her. There was an uncomfortable silence that lingered after she had said that.
"I've hoarded my feelings for a very long time. In a way, I am not displeased that you turned out to be female."
Selene swallowed as Khael drew closer. Suddenly, he was on the bed, sitting right in front of her with his legs spread apart while she remained in between.
He reached out and slowly grazed her skin. Sending shivers down her spine with a single touch.
"Tell me. What really is your name..." He said, tilting her jaw upward.
"Have you lost your voice?!" He asked with impatience, pushing his thumb hard into her skin until she squirmed in pain.
She hesitated before she spoke, "Selene. That's my real name..."
If Khael had come any closer, he would have been able to hear the loud thudding of Selene's heart in her chest.
"Selene..." He said, trying the name out on his tongue, "that is wonderful." He added and released her chin.
"Rise to your feet, young prince." He ordered her and she did so immediately.
She was barely clothed. Her clothes had been torn to shreds and the little from what was left, she wrapped it fiercely around herself.
"Take your hands away from your body. I want you behold you, young prince."
She felt a knot in stomach—obeying the king without any reluctance. She had suspected that it would come to this eventually.
Selena released her grip around her ripped cloth and let it slide to the floor. The moment the material met with the floor, Selene stood stark naked in from of the king.
Her underwears had been ripped as well. Her cheeks flushed hard. She tried covering her bosom with her hands but Khael instructed her to drop her hands to the side.
"Let me see you." His voice had not meant to come out in a whisper. "Come!" He ordered, standing up to his feet, his bulge pressing against his cloth.
Selena matched slowly towards him, trying not to make eye contact with him. "I told you not to cover yourself, Selene." Khael voiced out in desperation, pulling her arms to the side.
"My...I've never been with any woman as beautiful as you are." He whispered. There was a low rumbling emanating from his stomach. He was sure that Selene had heard it but he ignored and pulled her closer to him.
The truth was, he had not been with any woman ever since he set eyes on Selene. He had refused to satisfy his sexual needs even when he was fully aware that it was at his own peril.
It had been months since he last had sex and the beast inside him was begging for intimacy but he had totally ignored. But now, a chance had presented itself and no matter how King Khael would try to suppress his needs, he knew that the beast would not relent until its sexual needs had been satisfied.
The growlings that emanated from his stomach reflected the signs of the beast's approval when it beheld Selene's body.
"You're all mine, young prince." Khael let out an evil smirk and reached for one of Selene's breast, cupping it whole, "all mine." He repeated.
Selene breathed heavily as Khael pinched her nipples lightly. Her nipples hardened under his touch.
His palm felt warm against her skin, sending rush signals to her brain. "Your highness..." She mouthed softly.
While his palm remained on her breast, twirling her nipple between his thumb and index finger, he traced his other palm around her thigh, caressing her thigh with precision.
Much to Selene's surprise, her body responded to his every touch. She had never been with any man before King Khael, but the sensation she got from his touch was unlike any other.
Her insides were on fire and she feared she wouldn't be able to contain her burning desire for him.
Her thoughts were disrupted the moment King Khael slowly stuck his fingers into her intimate area.
"Your highness..." She gasped, her eyes locking with his.
"Spread your legs open for me, young prince." Khael whispered, the corners of his face spreading into a wide smirk. She had not the slightest idea what was about to happen.
Selene did as he instructed. She couldn't break the gaze and noticed that his eyes had darkened. She should have felt fear but instead, her desire for him intensified.
Khael dug his fingers deep into her, thrusting slowly. The feel of her insides clutching around his fingers as he thrusted broke the thin fabric of sanity left in him.
He pulled his fingers out and carried her onto the bed. He wasted no time in undressing himself and got on top of her.
"I will not apologize for what is about happen, Selene." Khael whispered against her lips. He spread her legs wider apart and drove his shaft inside her.