Sex Convinces All

I won't lie, I wanted another taste. At first it was meant to be a joke.

"Are you scared?" Challenging her, I wanted her to feel weak by her desires. But instead, when her lips met mine something within me ignited as I brought her body closer to mine. Even though I hated her, and I knew her involvement caused my uncles demised I couldn't get enough of her. As my fingers grasped her hair as she moan my senses took over my good mind. I wanted nothing more than the one thing I hated, I craved her.

"That is everything I need" those words were a lie, I needed more. Her body, her touch, her scent.

And as she pressed her body against mine those words ignited the very response I was trying so desperately to hide, "Are you scared?"

With my arms wrapping around her as I deepen the kiss I remind myself the body is different from the mind. The body is weak, the mind strong. Lust always dissipates, this is nothing like love, it will never be.

Her hands slipping down my bare chest as she smirks, my lips still on hers.

I feel her warm hands undoing my trousers, pulling off her shaw and seeing her smooth skin in the moonlight. Glancing at her corset showcasing her physique and her bosoms.

Turning her around as she holds the bed post, my hands quickly untying her corset and sliding her night dress on the floor as she turns around and look at me. Her eyes cold as she wrapped her arms around my neck, deepening the kiss, my body continuing. Laying her in the bed as she lowers her hand to my back, pulling me deeper into her as I push myself into her. Hearing a moan escape her mouth, my hands wondering her body. My fingertips coursing her curves, her hips, legs and her breasts as she shared a slight tingle as she look into my eyes.

Pounding into her again as my mouth finds her neck and I hear her breathing quicken. As I quicken my pace her nails find my back, scratching as I keep going her legs tighten around my hips.

I feel myself weakening as she keeps moaning, I finally let a grunt escape my mouth as her nails dig deeper into my back and I enjoy the slight sting as I keep going, her legs shaking as I know what's about to happen. Knowing I'm close I go faster as she grips my pillow with one hand, her nails waning as I finally feel it. Relief! As I smile and fall onto the bed as she covers herself with my bedspread.

"Goodnight" she says, her voice sounding breathless as I nod my head.

I don't know what I was expecting, perhaps a softer part of her to arise but instead she was still cold. Laying there I finally knew the difference between lust and love, she is that.

My body still craved her, perhaps it was the part of me that was mesmerized by her. I craved to be closer to her, to be near but I knew how she was in little moments.

Looking to her I saw her eyes shut, her breathing calm as her chest elevated with ease. She was asleep. Slowly and quietly, I moved closer to her. Laying her head on my arm as she without the slightest twitch finally obeying a simple request of mine. I like her more when she is unconscious.

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As my eyes opened I saw it, rather him. My head laying on his arm, my face to his as I sighed in frustration.

I knew better, lust was a fool's fight. First came lust then love and then...….then death. Everything good must die, and I have no time to mourn!

Silently rising from his arm, slowly sitting up from the bed as I slip my night gown back on. It's thin strap finally clinging to my much needed shoulders as I stand up from the bed with nothing but a creak to be heard as I see him shudder and his eyes open and I quickly grab my corset.

"Out in such a hurry?" He ask me as I nod my head to his question.

"Yes" I answer him as I clip my corset to my hips as it hangs, dangling off my hips as I try to grasp the string and instead I feel warmth.

"If you wanted another round" his voice summoning disgust as I sigh knowing his presence is near me again, "You could have just asked" he taunts as he tightens my corset, squeezing the air from my lungs but I stay still. Turning around to face him, anger in my blood! Instead I am met with his face, so close to mine as I freeze.

"This was a mistake" I admit to him as he nods.

"Of course" his response angers me

"I mean it! This will not happen again!" I raise my voice as he continues to look at me deeper, expecting more.

"It is clear" he repeats as his lips move closer to mine, less than an inch between us as I ball my fist at the thought of his game.

"Mistake!" I say, pressing my finger to his bare chest as he smirks, finally having enough as I storm out of his room with desperation sunken in my face.

"GUARDS!" I yell as I see two guards at the end of the hallway. "I need one of you to inform the councilmen of a meeting, now!" I order as the guards silently nods his head and obeys my order and I wish Gabriel could be more like him. "You must guard me at all times" I order him as he nods.

"Would you like me to accompany you to your quarters for a change of wardrobe, your majesty?" The guard ask me as I look at what I'm wearing and sigh looking at my nightgown, the tears and my hair a daze as I nod my head to his kind offer.

"No! I believe this will help me" I tell him as I grasp the rest of my sanity and continue to the throne room. The daunting looks from my choice of clothing and the whispers lining the halls as I continue walking, my head held high.