Powerless

"The question is, are you really running away? If you go back to the North Kingdom now, you're just risking everyone's lives. You know it too well, my wife."

Luka had never seen his wife this vulnerable. It was the first time she had opened up herself about her feelings to him. After almost a week or two of staying here in the palace of the East Kingdom with him, he finally succeeded in making her that he's an ally.

He was and has always been an ally to her when he pledged his loyalty to protect her with his life——

His spiraling thoughts disappeared when Hena spoke in a tiny voice with a sigh. "I have never felt this powerless, I suppose."

The prince stood in front of her, blocking her sense of sight. He took this opportunity to look directly at her face. Her almond-shaped eyes stared back at him with such innocence. Her small but plump lips had always managed to catch his eye.

Kissing her lips was something he'd like to do all day if she permitted.

"Do you really want to know how it feels to be extremely powerless…" Luka said with his deep baritone voice, teasing her. "Powerless in bed?"

Hena's face flushed out of embarrassment as she tried to avert her gaze away from the devilishly handsome man in front of her. Luka had always liked how shy and red she gets whenever he mentions these things.

Her reaction just made her want to do something more than just tease her.

Instead of backing down, Luka leaned in closer and made her look at him in the eye. He gently raised her chin with his right index finger and smiled. For a moment, he dropped his gaze on her lips and then immediately went back to her beautiful eyes.

"Hena."

Luka had seen how Hena had been frozen in place with her eyes focused on him. She moistened her lips with her tongue out of nervousness and he already felt a slight sense of achievement.

"Don't you want to be powerless in bed the day we consummate our marriage?"

He expected her to react violently or even slap his arm playfully but no, she did not do any of it and just became red. Her face now resembled her long wavy pink hair.

Luka took this chance, lifted her chin with a finger and gently kissed her lips. This time, he sucked on her lower lips for the first time. Her lips were moist, soft and tasted like cherries.

Aside from her strong temperament, she appeared as innocent as he thought she was. He grasped her chin with his big hand and deepened he kiss. Her hands were gripped into a tight fist to the point that she was shaking, but she didn't reject his advances.

The sudden kiss didn't last long. His tongue lightly grazed inside her mouth before he parted from her trembling lips.

Seeing her eyes tightly closed when he parted his lips from her made the corners of his lips curl.

"Don't you think this is just the beginning?" he asked, wiping her lips with his fingers. "Did you forget that you have to produce an heir for me if you wanted to raise your status and save your kingdom?"

She blinked her eyes fast and replied, "Of course, I didn't. I'm more than willing to do it to you anytime and anywhere."

"Anywhere?" echoed Luka as he raised his right brow. "Are you okay doing it in the carriage, or even here in the garden?"

As an immediate response, Hena became even redder than before but she cleared her throat and looked at him in the eye, "I thought you already said that we'll do it in an appropriate time."

She's feigning her bravery again, but that was what made it more enjoyable for him. The Hena he knew from before, and the Hena he got to know now has never changed.

She was still the same.

And that was what made her even more gorgeous in his eyes. He wanted to tease her even more.

"I said that?"

"Yes!" She abruptly replied. "And as the prince of the East Kingdom, don't you think there are proper ways to go to this marital topic?"

"Of course, there are proper ways…" Luka breathily replied. "Well, but that doesn't mean we can't do it the other way around."

She was dumbfounded again and he took this chance to lean in closer towards her again. This time, she didn't avoid eye contact and fixed her gaze on him. Her hazel-colored pupils reflected him.

"I see myself in your eyes," he muttered.

"What did you say?"

"Can I kiss you?"

Hena blinked twice and softly replied, "Isn't this the first time you are asking permission from me?"

"You had a lot of chances to push me away…" Luka trailed off with a smirk plastered on his face. "But you didn't."

He was right.

He always waited for a few moments for her to push him away to her heart's content, but she never did.

The attraction they had for each other was there, even though Hena wasn't well aware of it.

"Can I?"

Hena dropped her eyes on the ground. Her cheeks were already red from embarrassment.

But she decided to be brave and looked up to him with a nod.

Without any words, Luka took this chance and lifted her chin with a finger, and gently kissed her lips. It was a gentle peck at first and he immediately leaned away from the kiss.

The magnetism they had towards each other made Hena tiptoe and wrap her arms around his shoulders, finally letting go of herself, kissing him with all her might.

She was inexperienced at first but Luka exactly knew how to guide her. In just a blink of an eye, both of them were now kissing each other deeply. He sucked on her lower lips again for the second time around.

A moan escapes her lips when he did just that.

His tongue explored every inch up to the nook and crooks inside her mouth and became satisfied when she let out a short moan.

The kiss lasted longer than ever. His tongue lightly grazed inside her mouth before she parted from him, leaving him craving for more.