Of loves and reasons 1.91

Viggo spent the night making love to Ana, Sakura, and Kiara until fell exhausted. Once the three of them fell asleep, the night passed without any novelty and when the morning of a new day came, it was bright and beautiful. With a clear sky, a refreshing breeze, and a woman in each arm.

Viggo opened his eyes and saw Sakura on his right and Ana on his left. Then he raised his neck and looked at the surroundings; Kiara was gone. On the little table next to the bed was a folded letter, which would surely be the explanation. Viggo dropped his head on the soft pillow and closed his eyes. Then he carried his hands from Sakura and Ana's back to her buttocks, gently caressing the tender flesh. The simple sunlight that slipped through the window curtains and this soft feeling made this moment a really pleasurable one.

However, within a few minutes Ana and Sakura began to moan and that awakened something in Viggo. The fact is that when they opened their eyes, they saw Viggo and smiled to him. Sakura began the greeting with a small kiss as Viggo's hand sank between her buttocks stimulating with the touch more than just her heart. Then followed Ana, who also kissed Viggo, and he returned the kiss, while also stimulating her. The girls lit up and brought their hands to Viggo's stomach. They caressed his muscles and gradually went down to take the thick rod of flesh.

In that way, Viggo began another day between groans and desires.

By the time he was given eight in the morning, he and the girls were already bathed and dressed. They occupied the beautiful clothes that Kiara made for them, a white one-piece dress with a purple ribbon under the bust. Both of them, with beautiful purple hair, looked angelic and innocent. For his part, Viggo went with the naked torso as usual, the red robe that reaches up to his knees and the large belt with the lion's head in the center.

At half past eight in the morning, they left their room for the dining room. When they arrived, everything was on the table; cups, plates, cutlery, teapots, all kinds of food and floral arrangements so that the table gave an imposing and elegant air. Viggo left Sakura and Anna in the company of Esther and went to find Semiramis, Scheherezade and their mother.

He advanced through the large corridors of the mansion with nothing but the sound of his footsteps. Everything was in order, but too quiet. Then, for the first time in his life, Viggo understood why his father always took his mother to his small house, at the end of the blacksmith district. This place was elegant, pretty, but too big and cold, hard to fill with two or three people. Instead, in his father's small house (compared to the mansion) one would get up and leave his room to meet someone and receive an insignificant, but valuable "Good morning."

Once Viggo arrived in front of the door of Semiramis, he knocked on the door a couple of times and heard from the inside a "pass". To which Viggo turns the door handle and enters the room. Like his, it was a spacious place, with a wonderful red ceramic floor and a huge bed. The furniture was glued to the walls, all of mahogany varnishes where the beautiful grain of the wood was distinguished.

Viggo closed the door and looked towards the balcony, where there was a white curtain waving and behind it, leaning on the balcony railing, a beautiful woman with long dark hair wearing a white coat.

He walked through the room, passed through the white curtains, and reached the balcony. Then Viggo gently approached Semiramis and hugged her from behind. He gave her a tender kiss where ended her neck and whispered -It's time for breakfast-

Semiramis only stared at the forest in front of the balcony and watched as it stretched several tens of meters until she reached a great wall that separated the grounds of the mansion of the goddess Hephaestus with those of the common people.

-What happens? Do you feel bad?- asked Viggo again, giving her another kiss on the neck with delicacy and tenderness, to the point that he felt like excited Semiramis' heart with his touch, and she moved to avoid the tingling.

For her part, Semiramis turned around and looked into his eyes with reproach. On her cheeks stood the faint blush of excitement. Viggo smiled naughtily and brought his lips closer to hers. Semiramis received his kiss, but Viggo felt the little passion. Then he separated his face from her and looked into her eyes.

-Is that okay?- asked Semiramis in sorrow -I don't seem to like your mother-

-Don't worry about those things- replied Viggo with a confident smile -you're to my liking and that's what matters. Maybe you never become my mother's favorite, but that doesn't mean I don't accept you. I love tea and that's why she will accept you-

-For you it is easy-

-It's not easy- replied Viggo by grimacing uncomfortably -that two people you love get along badly is always a problem. Don't worry, we have our own resources, so we'll be here for a short time. After we go to the auction, we will look for a house that we like and live on our own. Water and oil can't be mixed, but no one forbids you to keep them in different containers-

-Fine- replied Semiramis relieved.

Viggo smiled at the calmer sight of her and kissed her again. Then, this time, she responded with the normal passion, the one he knows is when she is willing to forget everything that goes around in her head and dedicate herself to love.

Then Viggo spent half an hour more with Semiramis and said goodbye leaving an invitation for the night. As always, she said it would be fine as long as it was just the two of them. To which Viggo nodded knowing that little by little he was penetrating the defenses of what could one day be, the Empress of Persia.

He then went to Scheherezade's room, which was two rooms beyond Semiramis's. Viggo knocked on the door and from the inside came a question -Is it just you, Viggo?-

-Yes- replied Viggo.

-Go ahead- Scheherezade replied from the inside.

Viggo entered the room just like Semiramis's, but different from her friend, Scheherezade was sitting at a desk attached to a corner of the room. She was naked, sitting on a mahogany chair as her thick buttocks were crushed with her weight and scattered like tempting lustful flesh. At the same time, her waist looked small and his back delicate. She was crouching head over looking at the desk as she wrote something on a piece of paper.

Viggo advanced to the bed, a few meters from her and sat on the edge. Scheherezade was always a soft woman, her voice brought peace to the heart and her treatment made her love by all. She was gentle and considerate, but something she disliked is being interrupted when she was writing. Viggo lay on his side on the sheets and looked from the side, as those huge breasts fell that looked like two large, fleshy watermelons, each crowned by a cherry-colored nipple. At the same time, he raised his gaze and saw how the beautiful emerald eyes, were totally concentrated on the paper. Viggo waited for her for ten minutes until she finished writing whatever it was, she was writing. She took the paper and folded it in two, then looked up her bag and put it next to the books and other documents she kept.

-Did you have fun watching?- asked Scheherezade once she got up from her chair. She flipped her body over and let her hourglass-like figure be seen, with huge breasts, thin waist, and thick hips. Viggo lowered with his gaze and saw the small strip of hair on the lips of the vagina. For a moment, he thought he should come and let himself be carried away by the excitement of the moment. Forget everything and just love Scheherezade, explore every part of the body and leave his being within her. However, Viggo felt that something was strange and passed his eyes from the vagina, up her stomach, through her breasts to her face and notice those beautiful emerald eyes. She wanted something or wanted to talk about something, Viggo thought. So, he sat down, stood up and walked until he stopped a few inches away from her.

Viggo stretched out his hand and stroked his cheek delicately -what's wrong?- asked.

-I think I told you I wouldn't marry you- Scheherezade said in a somewhat moody tone of voice.

Viggo stopped his caress for a second, but then he smiled and continued to caress his cheek -yes, I remember that at that moment you said it in a joke that was not so joke-

-You presented me in front of everyone as such, I don't want to get married-

-For now, but no one knows the future-

-Viggo, don't misrepresent things-

-I don't misrepresent them- replied Viggo with a smile brimming with confidence, he walked over, put his hands on her hips and pulled his face closer to kiss her. However, Scheherezade moved her face away, but Viggo continued and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek. She continued to look away and Viggo kept looking at those beautiful emerald eyes.

-Maybe now you're not interested- Viggo continued -but I think tomorrow could be. And even if it were never possible, I will do my best to have you by my side-

-Will you kidnap me?- asked Scheherezade with an annoying tone of voice, but without looking him in the eye.

-No, I will catch your attention in such a way that you can never look at another but at me, and only at me-

-So self-centered- Scheherezade said in a tone of voice full of reproach. She looked him in the eye with a challenge in her gaze, but the only thing she saw in Viggo was the assurance that he would conquer the sun and moon for her.

-You said that you would write my adventures, that you wanted me to tell you about my experiences. If you leave my side, it will be impossible to tell you those things, about my travels and creatures-

-Vain words-

-Oh, how do you know?-

-I can go anywhere in this city and look for a library, for sure they have records of all the creatures and places of interest-

-Yes, it can be- replied Viggo, he brought his face closer and gave him a tender kiss on the lips -but no one will tell you about other worlds and gods, no one knows what the Lake of the Nine Kingdoms is or what a troll or an ogre is. to prove its value?-

-That's cheating, me...-

-I will use everything to get your attention, if necessary, I will go to a valley of death or to the depths of a world of ice and darkness. I will go to the end of the world to collect stories and give them to you as long as you stay by my side. Then, someday, when you can no longer stop seeing and listening to me, we will get married-

Scheherezade looked at Viggo full of anguish, eager for him to tell her of all those wonders. So young, so beautiful, so confident, she thought. However, instead of kissing him, she pinched him in the stomach to get even, since he knew what she wanted and was imprisoned, at least, in her heart and mind.

-I hate you- she said in a spoiled tone.

Viggo just smiled cruelly and took her in his arms. Then he led her to the bed and laid her on the sheets. They both looked into each other's eyes full of desire for each other, she opened her legs and as he moved his clothes, he pulled out his penis and directed it to the vagina. She let out her groan and enjoyed the warm, humid interior. He kisses her and love her for an hour, thus losing breakfast and earning the animosity of the other girls. However, for him it was a fair price to pay. Now he understood better why Kiara said that Scheherezade was a woman who was born to be loved. The more you knew her, the more you saw her, the more you wanted to own her. However, Viggo had been educated in the amatory arts by Kiara, so he would not make the same mistake as the rest of the men. He would give her what she longs for deep in her heart, satiate her curiosity, fill her body with pleasures, and comfort her soul. That way, she would fall in love with him and no matter how much the years passed, and she met other men, none would be like Viggo. Even if they separated over time, she would remember him as someone unmatched in her mind. At least, that was what he hoped to achieve.