Zenora

Emily’s point of view:

When we walked through the hallway up to my room, Brock came walking our way.

“Good evening, General.” Natalya said and walked around him while avoiding looking him in the face.

She left me there in the hallway with nothing but only my nightgown on and my room was still at least ten yards away. I saw she didn’t enter my room so I figured she was taking my clothes to the laundry room.

“All cleaned up I see? How are you feeling?” Brock asked me while looking at my body from top to bottom.

It got me the shivers and then I remembered what I was thinking in the shower. The slight arousal came back up again, which made me almost turn around to the showers to cool down with cold water again. Of course, I didn’t, and I was hoping that Brock didn’t notice the blush I got.

I simply nodded at what he said and told him I felt much better than an hour ago. I didn’t tell him that I got sick though, the details of it would disgust him. I looked outside through one of the windows in the hallway and saw it was pitch black outside. I wondered why he was still up this late at night and he said that he had a long conversation with my father and a meeting right after it as well.

He hooked his arm for me to grab into and he walked me over to my room. He told me he wanted to see if I was still awake and talk to me a bit about what happened at dinner. Even though I enjoyed his company, I was becoming tired too. So when we entered the room I walked over to my bed and sat underneath the sheets. Brock came sitting next to me on top of the sheets.

“Well, it was quite the performance you showed your dad at dinner.” He teasingly said.

“Well from what I’ve heard, you had your own show as well.” I shot at him with a smile on my face. But he looked a bit confused and frowned at me. Which is what I wanted because I’m not letting him get away with the fact that he blushed in front of my father.

“How was my dad when I walked away? Clearly, I was a bit drunk to not realize what I did to him. I’m actually quite ashamed of it.”

“A bit? That was more than a bit, little one.” And he laughed at me. “But your dad wasn’t really amused by your temper and shouted at me about how Dennis raised you and such, but don’t worry, your dad is calm now.” And he put his arm around me and kissed me on my head.

I nodded to him while trying to hide my face under the sheets as I pulled them up.

“Well, go get some sleep now and try to eat properly tomorrow morning because you clearly don’t have anything in your stomach right now.” He pointed at the bucket next to the bed and I got completely ashamed that he had seen that. He understood what I went through the past few hours and he laughed again and kissed me on my red cheek.

“You don’t have to make me feel more terrible than I already do!” I chuckled as I hit him in the gut with my elbow and he grunted slightly at what I did.

“Well I don’t think I could make you blush even more at this point, so don’t worry about that.” He said and smiled at me.

“You mean even worse than you did when you were talking to my dad?” I asked him in return. Hoping that he would be ashamed right now. But he just stayed calm and his face didn’t turn red at all. Why not?! Argh, I don’t like that!

Suddenly, he took his arm from behind me and pulled the sheets away. Then he pulled at my feet so that I was laying down and I let out a small scream as he climbed on top of me. He kissed me on my neck, collarbone and then on my nipples without lifting my gown. They were easy to find since they were hard and fairly noticeable through the soft and thin fabric. His hands were all over my body and I got so hot!

“Hmm, I guess I can make you blush even more after all.” He chuckled.

A slight moan left my lips. I pulled at his dark brown hair and neck to get his face to me, but he took my arms and pushed them above my head. He looked at me with a smile and stepped off. “That’s what you get when you try to get me ashamed! Punishment. Besides that, if I were to have you now, on an empty stomach, I know you would be sick again tomorrow morning from all the exercise.”

I looked at him really angry now and opened my mouth to say something, but couldn’t come up with an argument to counter what he said.

“The moment I will make you mine, it will take all night and you need all the strength you can get for that.” He said with a calm seductive voice while he was walking to the door. “Good night little Princess.” And so, he left.

“AAHH!” I screamed and threw a pillow at the door the moment he shut it. Oh, I am so going to take my revenge on him. This is the second time he does this to me!

Time for me to get that cold shower anyway… Shit!

Brock’s point of view:

I smiled, she is so beautiful when she is aroused or angry and I’m happy that I can get her emotions to turn just the way I want to. Of course, I wanted to have her now, but I got tired of the meeting with the King and his counsellor. The King was planning to tell her about his new project tomorrow, so I knew she needed a good night’s rest and a proper meal. So, for now, I had to restrain myself from going too far.

I couldn’t help it though that I made her aroused, I had noticed in the hallway that she got aroused from only me looking at her. Her beautiful naked body under that thin gown she wore, how could I not look? And when she sat on her bed with the sheets up to her belly, I noticed her nipples became hard and stuck out to the front. So far, I could hold myself. But when she talked about how I reacted to her dad, it made me slightly furious and I couldn’t stop myself from doing anything.

The servants must have talked to each other and Emily’s maid talked to her about it. Otherwise, she wouldn’t know what was said, or how I reacted to the King. Not that I minded though, I was kind of used to the gossip of the servants and Emily already knows I like her. So, I couldn’t care less that she heard everything from her maid.