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The Princess of Brealle lays down stiffly and the barbarian tugs her against him. He smells the scent of honey in her hair and purrs.
She's to scared to move and once the King falls asleep she relaxes. Calista hears the bugs chirp and she slips out of his grasp. He has taken the chains off and she rubs the sore skin.
Calista carefully gets off the bed and steals his boots. It's better to have something to cover her feet if she is going to be running off in the middle of the night.
She glances at his sleeping form on the bed as she laces us the boots. They are far too big but they will protect her feet.
Once she escapes and heads far enough away she will be safe. She will find her way home and her father will have a payment ready for the Laethian.
The princess has to find a village. She hopes that she is still in Brealle.
Right when Calista is about to walk out of the tent she hears the covers shift. "Princess."
Dread fills her being and she spins around quickly. "Get back in the damn bed."
Tears fill her eyes and she takes off the boots and crawls in next to him. His chest is hard against her back and his hand clasps her hip.
"Go to sleep." He grumbles.
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She wakes up to sun streaming through the tent. The barbarian is no longer lying next to her, instead he is changing.
He pulls a shirt over his head and it makes her heart jump. Tattoos scrawl across his taut back and she doesn't want to look away.
His muscles flex when he pulls on another shirt and he spins around, catching her looking. His mouth twitches up into a smirk and she looks away.
"King Jasper," the small boy who helped me get to the bathing tent walks in. "The crew is ready." His eyes dart to Calista on the bed and looks away quickly.
"Thank you, Smith. You can leave now." He says. The boy scurries away out of the tent and Calista lays comfortably on her back.
"Jasper huh?" She says. "Why have you never bothered to tell me your name?"
"Was it important? You should only call me your Majesty, or King." He says.
Jasper strides over to the princess and grabs her chin pulling it up to look at him. "Understood, Calista."
She grits her teeth. "Yes, King."
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They have left Brealle.
The Princess stands on deck and stars at the lapping waves. The sun is high in the sky and it sparkles against the water.
Her dark silky hair flies around but she doesn't bother to tie it back, it hides her tears.
They will be in Laeth before the sunrise of the next day. The King had business to attend to in his quarters and he left Calista unattended.
The men busy around her, doing their own jobs maintaining the ship. They won't notice her jump overboard.
She has known how to swim since she was little. She could probably drift ashore somewhere. Grabbing the rope to hoist her up she stands on the ledge looking down at the water.
The only thing she needs to worry about is sharks. Before she even steps off the ledge she is yanked back.
She doesn't even bother to scream anymore."Are you trying to kill yourself!?" The Princess of Brealle is roughly spun around and she comes face to face with the barbarian King.
"No."
Her cheeks are flushed and he doesn't remove his hands. "It's suicide to jump in that water! If the sharks don't get you, you will drown. And don't tell me you know how to swim. It's a long way to swim ashore and you will probably get tired."
She defiantly turns her head away. Calista hears him growl in frustration and he picks her up and drapes her over his shoulder.
The men hoot and holler and she feels embarrassed. "Gonna get a good fuckin'" She gasps when she hears one of the sailers say that.
Jasper wouldn't dare. They weren't even married yet. He takes her below deck and down a corridor.
They go in a room and he roughly shuts the door. He throws her and her back hits something soft.
She scrambles away from him and her back hits the headboard. He glares at her. "I'm not going to fuck you. Yet." The Princess clenches her thighs together, confused at this new feeling.
"You need to accept your fate, princess. You are mine. You will become my wife and you will have my children. You are my payment from your father an that's final." He says.
She listens to the ship creak and watches Jasper pace the room. Her stomach flips thinking about having his children and she nervously taps her foot.
He stops and turns to her. "Get up." He says. "Actually stay on the bed and crawl to me."
She bites her lip to hold back a retort but she sees the malicious gleam in his eyes.
The King watched the beautiful nymph crawl to him her shirt dipping a bit to show her cleavage. Her face is all shades of red and he feels himself harden.
He walks to the foot of the bed and she meets him there. Calista sits up and glares at the barbarian.
His cock twitches at the sight and he rubs a thumb underneath her red plump lips. He wonders what it would feel like to put himself in there.
"You are so beautiful." He whispers. Her glare melts and her face looks raw. The King leans down and places a kiss on the corner of her mouth.
His lips are warm and it makes her whole body buzz with excitement. She wants to lean in and press herself against him.
Stealing the moment of weakness, Jasper kisses down her neck. She closes her eyes and tilts her head to allow him more access.
He slips a hand down her side and up her shirt. Her skin is so soft. Inching his way up her stomach he cups her breast in his palm.
She almost jerks away but Jasper's other hand keeps her pressed against him. His lips are all over nipping and tasting her creamy skin.
The Princess feels something poke her in the abdomen and she gasps. Jasper growls in her ear and finally places his lips on hers.
His lips move against hers and she is too shocked to do anything. Her eyelids droop closed again and gives into the sensation.
The Princess falls back into the bed when Jasper pushes her down and he doesn't break the kiss as he climbs on top of her.
Biting her plump lip he slips his tongue inside to taste her. When the barbarian's hands wander down to pull her pants down she breaks away and rolls out from underneath him.
"Stop." She says. Her heart thumps wildly in her chest and she watches Jasper make himself comfortable next to her. He has a satisfied smirk on his face and she keeps her distance.
"Do you really want me to stop?" He asks, reaching across the bed to touch her.
"Yes." No. the space between her thighs is damp and she watches him carefully. A knock sounds on the door and he gets up.
Calista is relieved when he says he has business to attend to. He locks the door and she is left alone.
The ship rocks back and forth and she tries to clear her mind of what just happened. Her fingers lightly touch her lips and she shivers thinking about him kissing her.
He is a very talented kisser to.
Calista wonders what it would be like being married to him. He is a dominant male and when he wants something he gets it.
Her whole instinct is to be completely submissive to him. She wants him to fulfill his desires with her. Her body aches for him. But there is something stopping her from giving in completely.
And he is slowly chipping away at that barrier.
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