29| Cheat or assault?

Three days interval.....

A brunette hair nurse walked in holding a tray of meds and syrups. She placed it on the table and went to lock the door. She came back arranging the meds according to the patient's dosage. Then a voice said...

"Can I see my fiancée?"

She was about to turn around to face him but she mistakenly hit the tray and the tablets fell to the ground. She bend over to pick them up and throw them away. Meanwhile, he was busy staring at her butt cheeks which were hanging out underneath her uniform.

The more she squatted to pick up the tablets, the more her gown went up her waist. He is supposed to look away but the sight of this woman's ass just took his attention. After all, he haven't seen a real woman for months. The woman drew closer, picking up the ones that fell close to the bed. Her hips was so close to his face that he wanted to see what color of underwear she was wearing.

When she bend over, raising her ass and putting her head down to pick the ones hiding under the drawer, he saw that she wasn't wearing anything. Her openings was getting broader as she bend over. Oh God, is this a temptation? Because he seriously can't resist it. He gulped down and lifted his face to the ceiling. Breathing heavily as he tries to control his urge of touching another woman when he's engaged.

She finished picking all the tablets, then stood up and threw them into the wastebasket before turning around to the patient. "Hi, sorry I had to pick up those –"

"It's alright." He smiled like nothing happened.

"Good thing you're awake. Your family can't wait to meet you." She touched his forehead with the back of her hand, her cleavages and the upper parts of her breasts popping out of her button down. "Your temperature is normal. But you still needs some meds."

The sight of her breasts bouncing out in her chest like water in a nylon bag, made him shiver for something hot. He is trying hard to hold back his urge but his inner self is just too hard to control. He couldn't take it any longer. He will die of congene while waiting for his wedding night when he could devour his princess. He has never hold on for long for sex like this before. He is trying to be the better person he was becoming but it's just too hard. Nobody understands his situation right now. Few days ago, he was fucking himself in the bathroom, his fiancée was there on the bed when he laid naked and nothing happened.

Like seriously, is he a priest or an archbishop? He used to be the type of guy that can't live without having sex a day and even if he tries to run away from that habit, it keeps coming. For the first time in his life was when he agreed to abstain from sex until further notice because of his fiancée and since she played seduction on him at her place, why don't she just have it as a payback when she's not here right now?

What was that phrase again? No harm in trying? Or is it opportunity comes but only once in a while?

He cleared his throat, "Hey, do you know me very well? I mean like, have you seen me anywhere before?"

She processed his words for a while before nodding. "Yes. Aren't you the son of his excellency?"

"Of course."

She giggled and sat on the edge of the bed. "You see one thing, I've never gotten the opportunity to meet with you just as we are right now."

"Ah, I see."

"Only on TV, magazine – and they are never enough." She let out a deep sigh of frustration.

"Hmm, I kinda believe you." He agreed. "So, now that you have me next to you – what exactly do you want from me?"

Her eyes suddenly lit up when he asked her something. She took this moment as an opportunity to make her request. "You may think I need money from you because you're fucking rich but that's a lie. All I want from you right now is to make the hottest love with you."

His brows went up to his forehead. Ah, she really is a genius lady. She caught his thoughts right. Exactly the same thing he was thinking when she bend over.

"You want to have sex with me?" He pretended to be negative. "But you know I'll be getting married soon. I have a woman I love and she's out there waiting for me. What if I do it and dump you after?"

She shook her head, waving her hands in desperation. "Handsome, I don't care at all. In fact, I don't mind. All I want is this body of yours on mine, skin to skin. You can go on with your wedding. I just want to have a taste of what the other women has experienced."

Of what the other women has experienced? Nope! Not all of them. To start with, his fiancée the virgin is number one. She has no idea the vanilla lollipop candy she has as her fiancée if not, she'd had given him that body of hers long ago. Just look at this one woman, dieing to have his body. There are still a million of them out there – or even a billion waiting to have him on their beds and his fiancée is making it look boring.

"Fine!" He agreed.

She squealed, "Are you serious? You – you agree to sleep with me?"

"Yes, only once and it's gonna be now."

Oh my, this is getting spicy, baby. She got up and lifted her gown to her waist, giving him a full view of her woman figure.

"See, I know you're gonna be my patient today so I didn't bother coming with an underwear." She helped him push down his pants and boxer before climbing the bed to sit on his hard-on.

She moaned the moment she felt him inside her. His hands pressing her hips to his waist as a groan escapes his mouth. He pounds her rapidly on his hard-on when he felt a release coming out for the seventh time. God, it felt so good doing this again after a very long time. He doesn't care if his fiancée finds out later, all he wants right now is enjoy this good moment while it last.

Her breath hitched when he went faster. He didn't seem like a weak guy or accident victim when he pounded down there. Her walls were getting tighter around him, giving him more energy to go further. She took off her breasts from her dress and fed him to suck like a toddler. He gladly accepted and devoured them.

She pulled away after minutes that seems like hours, then she started giving him blowjob. He loved it. He liked it. He held the back of her head, thrusting her faster, pushing the whole of his massive erection into the back of her throat. He was releasing again for the tenth time. He has a syndrome of fast release, even if it's just for a second. He gives out quickly and every woman he does it with, always ends up appreciating. He pace her faster, pouring his juices into her mouth. She loved it. She liked it.

When he was done after his eleventh release, she lifted her head and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Her eyes watery and her whole body sweaty. She smiled at him and he smiled back.

"How was I?" He asked her when she wore him his pants.

"Damn, you're so sweet like watermelon sugar." She tried to catch her breath after the joyride. "Your fiancée is really gaining a lot from you."

Gaining? He laughed and shook his head, "Actually, she's a virgin and still knows nothing about me."

"Geez, virgin in this era? I can't buy that. She's really missing a lot."

"Of course she is. And that is why I want us to do this some other time before my wedding. Do you mind being my client for a few days?"

A client? Oh boy, she'd love to be your mistress or even your sex slave if you want. "Is that a question? Don't be silly, handsome." She beamed. "Make me your seductress. I'm always at your service."

....

She finished using the bathroom, then she went to the sink to wash her face and her hands. Something asked her to look into the mirror and when she did...

She turned around, eyes wide open in shock. "Travis!"

"Hello, pretty." He grinned, his hand touching her chin.

She slapped his hand off, her eyes going through and fro his body to see if he was standing as a merman or the god and goddess grant him legs.

"How do I look in human form?" He turned around, giving her a free view of his stature. "Huh? I look excellent, right?"

She spat on his face, "You look horrible. Go back to the ocean where you belong, there's no way were getting married."

Be careful what you say or voice out. You don't know who is who. You don't know what the other person is having in mind and you don't know who you're talking with. Not everybody are friendly and Travis was not part of those who are nice. He hates getting insulted, he hates it when a woman talk ill of him. He is ready to lose his mind and the beast leashed in him.

"How dare you spit in the face of the prince of the Pacific ocean?" He swipe her around and bend her over.

"Travis, stop. What the hell are you doing? Am engaged, stop." She struggle to leave his catch when he started unbuckling his belt but he pinned her both hands above her head with one of his hand.

He is a merman and he is more powerful than her. So it's her parents that literally sent him to land to find her. Is this the trial they said was coming? Does this means that her fiancée is awake?

Before she could process what was happening, he pulled down her pants and gave her anal sex. She gasped. Her fingers holding onto the sink tightly with her eyes watching the scene in the mirror. The worse has just happened. Her world is shattered. She has just cheated on her fiancée and she has just broken tradition. What would she tell her foster parents? What would she tell her fiancée? That she cheated by mistake? Or it was just an assault?

No one will believe her. It will only end up breaking her trust in her fiancée and ruining her upcoming wedding plans. But she can't hold on with this forever. She just lost her anal virginity to a guy her biological parents sent to land to marry her. This guy is not worth her. She only planned to have her first time with her fiancée, whether oral or anal. She was a virgin to both and she just lost one!

This is not happening! Why? Why? Why? No, somebody please tell her why? Her walls is breaking down. Is it a crime to love a human over a merman? Is it a crime to chase after whom you love? Why did her biological parents choose to ruin her happiness?

Tears constantly rolled down her cheeks as he pulls out of her. She couldn't move for minutes as she process the horrible thing that just happened to her. It was like a dream but it wasn't. She wish it was. She wish it never happened. Oh God, she is finished. This guy just ruin her life, the whole of it. How can she live happily with her man when she knew fully well that she has cheated on him? The guy is out there fighting for his life for few days in a coma. He trusted her and promised to keep up till the night of their wedding and here she is, letting another man take what rightfully belongs to her man.

God, why this? She wish she was never born to this world.

He kissed her nape as he looks at himself and her image in the mirror. "See you another time, sweetheart." He left, shutting the door on his way out.

She just realize now that the war had just started. He won't let go of her not until he has her for himself and that word he said, shows that he'll definitely come back for her and she has to expect another scene of sex.

She slump helplessly to the ground. Crying, weeping, sobbing in sorrow. She felt like commiting suicide. Oh Law'd, why not just take her life this moment? She can't stand the thought of this greatest sin of her life. How would she look like standing before her man? Like a slut? He won't even believe if she was a virgin or not. But she knows one thing which is….

Whatever she did, she did it to bring back his soul and now, she's paying with her body. She hope he forgives her when he finds out. It wasn't her fault, she had no choice. If she had knew that this was the trial, she'd have killed herself instead.

...........

"Priyanka," Max let out a deep breath of relief. "Good thing you're here now, Justin is awake and he wants to see you."

She tried to put on a smile even though the pain was still there. "Really?" It felt like she's running out of interest. It'll be so shameful of her to still see her fiancée after what happened in the bathroom a while ago.

"Yeah and –" Max study her face, she's looking quite awful. "Are you okay?"

She nodded vigorously, keeping up with the fake smile. "Yes, yes, come on, let's go see him."

Max smiled and led her to the ward.

From the door, she could hear him chuckling and talking from the inside. The moment he saw her standing by the door, he grinned. "Come give me a hug, witch."

Tears gathered in her eyes. She felt sweet and sour same time. She chuckled and ran to hug him. He kissed her temple. "I missed you." Then he winked at the nurse standing afar off. She smirk, eyeing the so-called virgin girl.

"I missed you too." Her words broke as she wept. She looked at him and giggled, "Look at you, you gat me worried for three good days. I wasn't myself."

"I was doing everything I can to come back to you, baby." He caressed her hair. "Your hair is longer than how I last saw it." Truly, it was. "What did you do to it?"

She stroke her own hair, "Well, I haven't trimmed it for days now. And – am planning on cutting it." She wanna pull his leg to see what he'll say.

"Cut – honey, don't dare it. You hear me?" Why is he so serious because of a common hair? "I love it the way it is now and I even want it longer than this."

Tristan, Harry and Max busted into laughter.

"You want her to become Rapunzel?" Tristan laughed.

"Yes, if possible. After all, she is my Princess."

In the evening of that same day, he asked her to bring in her project assignment so he could help her do it. He has an MBA in geology so it's evident he has clues about geography.