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Chapter 40 by Manbear Manbear

How does Alexia respond to that bombshell?

It's hard to tell

Alexia freezes for a moment staring into your eyes trying to see if you're joking or not. Her silence is unnerving and you have to wait for what seems like forever for her to react. When she leaps into your arms you are subjected to a weird albeit pleasurably erotic interrogation.

"Don't tease me like that, Bruce?" She moans into your ear, "Just being in your arms like this makes me the luckiest girl in the world. I never let myself dream I could even become your lover." The next few moments are spent exploring each other until Alexia pulls away already well into a thought. "I can never be your Queen. Politically speaking, a marriage to a relative nobody like me is a terrible idea; even just the possibility of an alliance through matrimony will keep some cities on our side." Yu notice that her argument is entirely pragmatic and doesn't deal with how she feels about the idea.

"Forget about politics, Alexia, would you marry me then?"

"No Bruce!" She pushes ineffectually against your chest, but you have no intention of letting her get away. "I'm not that kind of woman, I don't know how to keep quiet or dress fancy or even plan out a dinner for that mater-" you stop her ramblings with another kiss.

This one lacks the fierce passion of your earlier kisses, but as your tongues dance slowly together, you take the time to explore the toned body under the modest clothing. Her ass is firm and lean as you'd expect from someone who spends as much time as she does in the saddle and her small breasts are exactly like you remember from this morning. Pulling open the 'V' at the top of her tunic you pull her left tit out into the cool night air and your mouth descends on it like a starving man on a dessert roll. She mutters about needing to bath, but you like the taste of salt and musk and when you suck her hard nipple between your teeth she moans in a way that you've never heard before. You are alone in the middle of a besieged city, but all you can think of is getting her against a wall and plunging into her writhing body. You pick her up and head for the nearest building pulling at her clothes as she wiggles in your arms.

"Wait," her voice is so low that you almost don't hear her as you work your palm into her leggings. "Wait, Bruce - STOP!" You are more confused than ever and she takes your hands in hers and pulls them to her tearstained face. Why is she crying?

"Calm down, Alexia? I thought you wanted this?"

"I do Bruce, more than anything, but not in the middle of a strange city - not up against a wall like some two-copper whore." She is once again your spymaster and advisor, no longer the excited woman in your arms. "Besides, I wouldn't be surprised if we are joined by either Galeon or Barticus with your pretty little Sandrine in tow, I don't want to first meet this mystery lady of yours with my legs wrapped around your hips and screaming out your name." You groan in frustration but set Alexia back down on her feet, why didn't you finish what you had started this morning when you first woke in her bed?

"I could be quick?" You suggest knowing that you probably wouldn't last long before you exploded.

"You could, but don't you think a girl deserves more than a wham-bam-thank you-Mam for her first time with the man she's been crushing on for almost eight years?" Galeon was right, you really were oblivious to certain matters. You study Alexia's features as she speaks wondering how you never really noticed how beautiful she was. "Bruce, I've waited so long for this, I think we can wait until we can have some privacy and the comfort of a bed." Alexia untangles herself from your grasp with a pretty blush and starts to pull her clothing back together again.

"I'm going to order you to my tent for a private debriefing the first chance I get." You warn her with a wicked grin. "Will you come willingly like you claim Sara and Mara would?" She gives a mock curtsy followed by a decidedly girlish giggle.

"I'm always ready to serve my King, in any capacity." With a flirtatious wink she adds "But you had better make it be worth the eight year wait."

Are you able to continue this pleasant banter, or are you interupted?

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