Spend the night

You nod, "Thank you, Countess Marissa. I appreciate it."

You and your men assist in cleaning up the mess and the wounded members of your entourage were sent off to the clerics for healing. After that, Everyone left in the castle, You, the uninjured members of your entourage, The countess and her husband all sat down for dinner. Due to the lack of servants though, Countess Marissa had to cook it herself and you have to say that it was delicious.

After the feast, The Countess led your men and finally you to your respective rooms. She made sure to give you the nicest guest room she could, but upon inspection she frowns. "Your Majesty. I am sorry, This is the best We have to offer."

You reassure her, "It's fine, Countess. This will be good enough for me."

She perks up a little, "Then, sweet dreams my king."

You step into the bedroom and close the door before stripping off to your underwear and collapsing onto the bed. The tension of the day may have been short-lived, but it sure took a lot out of you. It isn't long before you fall asleep.

It's very late when you suddenly get woken up. You're not sure what woke you, but you lay in bed with your eyes closed. Light footsteps patter on the floor, but you figure they're outside until you feel your bed jiggle from somebody climbing onto it. You tense up your body, preparing to roll if you hear a sudden intake in breath or a knife sliding out of its sheath. Anything that would preclude an attack. Instead all you feel is a weight pressing down on your lap.

You open your eyes and are quite surprised at what you see. The moonlight shines through your window and shows Countess Marissa astride you, wearing nothing but her silken nightie. You can faintly see her naked body under it as the moon's rays shine through the thin fabric. Your cock hardens in your underwear at the erotic sight as she grins down at you, "Hello, my king."

You sit up quickly"Countess Marissa!"

She gently presses you back onto the bed, "Relax." You relax back into your bed, "And we're in privacy. You can call me Marissa."

You look up at her face, resisting the urge to stare at her naked form through her nightie, you whisper, "Marissa. What are you doing?"

Marissa smiles down at you and adjusts herself on your groin where your cock is quickly growing rigid, "I'm simply repaying you for what you did today. I figured this would be an appropriate start."

"You're married...What if your husband finds out?"

She shrugs, "Even if he does, I think in this case it is permissible. You did save probably our whole family from devastation." She leans in close and kisses you on the lips, "Just relax and accept your reward."