Chapter 22

King Evander enjoyed her tenderness, not finding it hard to be gentle with her. He hated the way he took her the first time and regretted the way he punished her, thinking, ‘I should have shown her my softer side, despite the fact that she never wanted me.’
King Evander pulled her undergarment down as it was not over her shoulders in sleeve form as it would have ruined the cut of the wedding gown. He cupped her breast and she felt him stiffen against her skin.
King Evander pinned her under him and kissed her on her neck followed by kissing her on her breast.
“You are shaking, you are scared?” King Evander noticed and sat away from her, “I won’t take you again until you are ready.”
Iris was relieved and wanted to take him up on the offer but thought, ‘I will win his trust with sex.’
“I am ready this time, we are married now,” Iris said, removing her undergarment completely and sitting on his lap with her legs to either side of him, “yes, I am scaredas I know you only to be violent.”
“Then you take the lead. In here, you are the master from now on,” King Evander said.
Iris wrapped her arms around him and slowly positioned her womanhood on top of his erection, gasping at the pain.
“It will get easier and soon you will enjoy it,” King Evander said, stroking her hair all the way from the top to the nape of her back.
Iris moved on top of him, his manhood inside of her.
“Just like that,” King Evander moaned as he wrapped his arms around her.
Iris had him reaching his climax soon enough and was happy that it was all over. She got off him and laid on her back, snogging the bedsheet.
King Evander turned to face her and started to kiss her on her neck.
“Please, I am hurting,” Iris pleaded, not having the will to be strong for another round.
“I am going to make you feel better, I promise,” King Evander said as he showered her body with kisses until his mouth reached her womanhood.
Iris was shaking when she reached her climax, her clitoris pounding against King Evander’s tongue.
King Evander started to find his way up her body again with kisses when Iris plated her fingers into his hair and pushed his head back down, “again.”
“Yes, my queen,” King Evander said smiling before devouring her womanhood again.
The next morning, they got woken up by a bubbly Marchelle, pretending to be happy, “good morning newlyweds.”
“Get out!” King Evander demanded.
Iris pulled the bedsheets over her head.
“Breakfast is being served,” Machelle said, not leaving.
King Evander sat up but kept the sheets over his manhood, “get out.”
“Guards!” King Evander shouted and that got a reaction from Marchelle.
“Don’t let anyone in here but the servants with food,” King Evander said before pulling the covers over his head, looking at the princess.
“Good morning my queen,” King Evander said and leaned in for a kiss.
Iris gave a fake smile that quickly turned into a real one when King Evander showered her with kisses again and parted her legs before pleasuring her.
“I can let you do this all day,” Iris exclaimed after climaxing.
“My favrote place in the whole world, right here between my queen’s legs,” King Evander said about to pleasure her again when a knock came from the bedroom door.
The guards opened the door and two servants walked in with food on trays. The servants put the food down on a small table and left, giggling.
After the guards closed the doors, Iris got up and wrapped a bed sheet around herself before sitting at the table, “I don’t know about you but I am starving,” Iris said.
“It is because you hardly ate yesterday,” King Evander said, getting out of bed but unlike Iris, did not care to cover himself.
King Evander took a fork and poked a sausage before mouthing it in one large bite.
Instead of sitting down, King Evander got a fire ready under the bathtub before pumping water in.
“What are you doing?” Iris asked, watching him.
“Fixing you a bath,” King Evander stated as he continued pumping water.
“Why not let the servants do it?” Iris frowned.
“Because I want to serve you,” King Evander said, looking over at her with a smile on his face.
‘How did he turn into a gentle servant overnight?’ Iris wondered, ‘is he up to something?’
When the water was warm enough King Evander walked over to Iris and held his hand out to her, “come.”
Iris just shook her head smiling, taking his hand. King Evander held her hand while she stepped into the bathtub and then he got into the bathtub with her.
“Oh, I see, this bath was not to serve me but to serve your eyes?” Iris asked, smiling at him.
“And my hands,” King Evander said, touching her, “and my mouth,” he kissed her, pulling her onto his lap making her chuckle.
Iris relaxed and turned her back against his torso, laying in his arms, allowing him to touch her all over. King Evander reach for her womanhood and parted her folds, gently stroking her flower. Iris felt his erection pressing against her and her own need for more made her raise herself on top of him. King Evander had his face in her neck, his one hand on one of her breasts and his fingers of the other still on her clitoris. Iris’s body took over, knowing exactly what she wanted, what she needed as she rocked her pelvis up and down. King Evander moaned in her ear, making her move faster and faster until they both were out of control, making the water splash out of the bathtub.
King Evander wrapped his arms around her body, holding her tightly, his manhood still deep inside of her as they both recovered from the pleasure.
Over the next couple of weeks, Iris found it hard not to fall in love with King Evander herself and had to remind herself constantly that he is a monster but the more he showed her nothing but kindness and love the deeper she fell in love.
“I have something to show you,” King Evander said one morning after making love to her.
“Another surprise?” Iris questioned.
“The best on yet, but first breakfast,” King Evander said, holding his hand out to her.
Iris took his hand and together they walked to have breakfast.
During breakfast, they heard a loud bang.
“What was that?” King Evander asked, everyone, froze and listened. One of the guards ran to the window as the next bang came.
“We are under attack!” he stated before running out of the area and barking orders at his men.
“I will keep the princess safe,” Princess Cerena said, grabbing Iris’s hand while King Evander stood up and held his arms to his side as his men ran in with his armor.
“Wait!” Iris pulled away from the princess and leaped towards King Evander, throwing her arms around him, “I love you!”
King Evander cupped her face, “go to the dungeons.” King Evander gave her a key.
“What?” Iris looked at him confused and then at the keys.
“Go,” King Evander said as the castle shook as something hit it followed by a roar of voices.
Iris started to run towards the dungeons.
“Where are you going? We need to get out of here! I know a safe passage,” Princess Cerena called after Iris. Princess Cerena was glad that her lover Lisa was not staying at the castle but at the same time, she worried about her safety.
Princess Cerena ran after Iris. “Do you have anything to do with this?” Iris asked, looking back at the princess.
“No,” Princess Cerena said as they arrived at the dungeons.
“What does this key open?” Iris asked, holding the key up.
“Where did you get it?” The guard asked.
“King Evander gave it to me. Please just show me what it opens!” Iris demanded.
“This way,” the guard said as the castle shook again.
Iris and the princess grabbed their heads as stones started to fall.
“It is not safe down here, we need to get out of here,” the guard shouted as he ran towards the exit.
“What about the prisoners?” Iris asked.
“They are prisoners for a reason, let’s get out of here,” the princess tried to pull Iris out of there.
“Your parents; go straight,” the guard said before leaving them behind.
“Your parents are alive,” Iris said, looking at the princess.
The princess looked in the direction that the guard ran and then in the direction he pointed, thinking, ‘could they really be alive?’
“There is no time,” the princess said, running in the direction that the guard ran, leaving Iris behind.
Iris ran deeper into the dungeons, thinking, ‘King Evander is not a monster, he didn’t kill her parents.’
Iris side-stepped falling stones and finally reached a door. She unlocked the door and there she saw the former King and Queen, in a beautiful room.
“Cerena, is it you?” the former queen jumped up first, hesitant to embrace her.
“What is going on?” the former king asked.
“I am not sure but one thing for sure is that we are under attack,” Iris said.
“We have to get out of here before we get buried,” Iris said as she started to run out of the dungeons