Prince Achilles' lady

It angered him to hear how his brother made love to her. They weren't even married yet, and they were already fooling around. He just wanted to get rid of her.

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Meanwhile...

"You're taking it so well, my lady." Achilles growled. She smiled and tried to wrap her arms around his neck, but he didn't let her. He instead held them both and pinned them above her head. It made her giggle.

"No touching, my lady. Let me show you how much I want you and how much I've yearned for you." He said again. He then grabbed her waist and flipped her unto her stomach.

He smacked her ass and pulled her hips upward and towards him.

"Ass up, baby girl," he tapped both cheeks of her plump butt. She got on all fours and arched her back.

She had a magnificent arch. It was almost like she broke her body into two.

He teased the opening of her pussy with the tip of his dick. She let out a soft moan.

She thought she was ready for another one of his cervix pounding, but he surprised her.

He pushed his massive cock into her ass making her scream in satisfaction. He then leaned forward and covered her mouth.

"Here's what we're gonna do, Labella (beautiful)," Achilles spoke. "You won't make another sound. If you do, I'll stop. Do you want me to stop?"

She shook her head as a no.

"Good." He removed his hands from her mouth and began to thrust hard. It was so difficult for her to be quiet, but she tried her best. She was however losing it. With every thrust, she was on the brink of letting it all out.

"Don't make a -"

"Ahhhh!!!" She moaned over his words. He grinned in triumph, but like he said, he pulled out of her. "I told you not to make a sound." He said.

"No!" She yanked him unto his back and got on top of him. "We're not done Achil." She added. He was as surprised as amused. "Oh really?" He asked with a smirk on his face. She shook her head, pursing her lips.

Achilles put his hands behind his head and relaxed. She put it back into her pussy with no hands and went ahead to ride him like a horse. She supported herself by pressing onto his chest and he held unto her hips.

Her tits were bouncing in his face and he was loving it.

"You're so beautiful, my lady." He praised. "Shut up! I'm cumming!" She asserted. Few seconds after, her moans got louder and her body began to twitch from the explosive sensation she was currently feeling. He sat up and hugged her while she had one of the best orgasms of her life.

They plopped unto their backs and stared at the ceiling. She then turned to her side and placed her head on his chest.

"That was amazing. " She said. "You were amazing labella," he said too. "And you're such a screamer."

"Yeah, but labella?" She asked. "It means beautiful." He responded. "In...?"

"In Jurrian." He completed her phrase for her.

"Jurrian? Is that the official language here?"

"No, it's not official. English is the official language, but here in the north, Jurrian is quite spoken." He explained.

"So that means it's not spoken anywhere else apart from the north?" She asked. "Exactly, and that's what differentiates us from outsiders, so if you meet someone who can't speak Jurrian, then they're not from the North."

She nodded. She was quiet for a while.

"Would you teach me?" She asked. "Of course. I thought you'd never ask." She smiled.

"Ok how do you say 'I love you' in Jurrian?"

"Ne undé ara,"

"N-ne undé ara?" She repeated after him.

"That's it." Achilles smirked.

"Then, ne undé ara." She said to him. "Ne undé ara shé ví (I love you, my own)" he replied.

"What does that mean?"

"It's a bit hard to translate, but basically, it's 'I love you, my own.' We say that at the end of it to show possessiveness or like a sense of belonging." Jurrian was a very complex language, and that's the best he could do to make her understand.

"So I belong to you?" She asked. "Well...n..no," he stuttered. "Not in that sense but in a sense where you belong to me." She laughed at him.

"That's the same thing, my love." He let out a nervous laugh. He didn't want her to misunderstand.

"But don't worry, I think I get what you mean. It's beautiful."

He kind of sighed. He threw her his killer smile after.

"I'll ask Zale to teach you if you want." He suggested. "Yeah, I'd love to learn." She put her head back on his chest and fell asleep to him stroking her hair and back.

_ _ _

Kristen woke hours later. She turned to her side and looked at him. He was the cutest when he slept. She kissed him on the cheek before getting up, putting on her morning robe and going out.

"Hello my, lady!" A woman said to her on her way downstairs. "Hi," she replied. "I'll be your hand maiden from now on." The woman added.

"Oh, I didn't know I was going to need a hand maiden " Kristen said. "Every lady needs a hand maiden,my lady and you're prince Achilles' lady. Come, let me show you to your room."

"Wait, what's your name?" Kristen asked.

"It's Thea, my lady,"

"Right, Thea, why do I need my own room? I already live with Prince Achilles in his room."

"You can't stay with him anymore. Not until after you get married." Kristen was taken aback by Thea's words.

Married? What is she talking about? She thought.

"Come on, my lady," Thea held unto her arm and dragged her to the opposite side of the left stairs.

She opened the door and revealed her new room to her. It wasn't as big as Achilles', but it was big enough. It had a queen sized bed with canopies. A couch near the window and a large book shelf next to it. It had all the feminine touches she could think of. The duvet cover matches the pillows, matching the canopy and matching the curtains. There was also a bench in front of her bed.

"This is my room?" She asked, all excited. "Yes, my lady, it's your room. I'll help you into your dress now." Thea answered.

She didn't wait for a reply and just went ahead and shut the door behind them.