The Hunt

Lady Melissa's POV:

At the age of 18 I had come to court in the hopes to find a good suitor- a wealthy lord or noble. Instead, to everyone's surprise, including my own, I caught the eyes of the King. King Richard, ruler of Sivet, our kingdom. It was made up of a handful of towns and villages. I grew up spending my time around the countryside. Now I spent all my time in the castle, serving as a maiden for Her Majesty, a position King Richard had bestowed upon me. Every decision was made for me. Not one choice was my own. I had to pave the future for our family.

I hear my heels click against the marble floor as I walk through the halls of the castle. My dark green dress sparkles against my porcelain skin. I turn left switching to a different of the wing. Making my way up to the door, I give a nod to the knight standing guard as well as to the one who stands behind me. My personal bodyguard assigned by His Majesty. Walking over to the dresser I carefully remove the necklace, wrapping my fingers around the jewels so they don't scatter to the floor. I place it carefully into a bowl, keeping note to have it fixed. There is a lock at the door. I tell whomever they can enter.

The door opens.

"His Majesty, King Richard." A man announces as he steps into the room then to the side

King Richard, a man in his late twenties has dark black hair, tan skin, dark green eyes and a strong jawline. I curtsy. He takes my hand in his, guiding me back up before placing a kiss upon my hand.

"Join me on a hunt today." He says

"It would be my pleasure, Your Majesty." I tell him smiling

"Be ready and meet me at the stables."

He pulls me in, wrapping his strong arms around me. His lips press against mine, feverish, full of lust.

Then he pulls away.

I curtsy again and he turns and exits.

Soon I am walking down a pathway with my knights standing one in front and one behind. We make our way quickly. Making my way to the stables, I smile when I see King Richard. He stands there gently petting the horse he'd pulled from the stable. When he turns and spots me, he lights up and gestures me over. I walk over to stand by his side. I too bring my hand up to the horse's neck, giving him a few pats myself. King Richard offers me a hand and I climb atop the horse then he. I wrap my hands around his waist. Together we take off into the woods.

King Richard's POV:

I swing my leg over and dismount.

Turning to Lady Melissa, I offer her a hand.

She takes it, climbing down.

We stare out at the grassy clearing in front of us. Beyond the stretch of grass there is a large pond with a small waterfall pouring down into it. I lie a blanket upon the grass, one I'd pulled from the satchel. Lady Melissa stands there in awe for a moment before I pull her towards me. My lips touch hers, kissing gently at first. We waste no time taking off our clothing, dropping the items wherever they lie before embracing once again. I lie her down, climbing atop her. I gently turn her jaw to the side, exposing her neck. I kiss the skin as she lets out soft moans. My hand grips her breast, my fingers lightly squeezing her nipple. A louder moan escapes her. With my other hand I guide her legs open, slipping my cock out and toward her entrance. I ask if she consents and she does. My arms wrap around her waist as I enter her. She gasps and moans as her body adjust around me.

I begin rocking my hips and she grips my arms. After the first few thrusts I feel her open more around me. I begin to quicken my pace slightly, hearing soft whimpers of pleasure escape my mistress's lips. She stares up at me, her blue eyes just as enticing as when we'd first met. Her eyes plead for more even as her legs begin to tremble. I wrap around her, lying her against my chest as I begin to quicken my pace. I press my lips against her ear. Her moans get louder with each passing moment.

It echoes all around us.

"Do you want my cum?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Beg for me."

I slow my pace, instead adding more force behind each slow thrust. She cries out with joy at this. I grin, keeping pace and force the same as she shakes under me.

"Please cum for me, my king." She moans

I continue at my pace as she begs and pleads.

"As you wish, my love."

I quicken my pace, fueled by the moans and cries she releases into the air. It only desires me to continue. My lips wrap around her nipple, sucking and nibbling as she cries out, trembling. I smile to myself, pleased.

I do as she requests, finishing deep inside her. We stare up at one another, panting heavily.