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"Agatha,"

The girl paused her cleaning and looked up at you quizzically. "Yes, your majesty?"

"There's something I want to ask you, but before I do I want you know that you're not obligated to say yes. I'm not giving you a command, I'm asking you as a man." You took a step forward, your eyes searching hers. "Would you like to stay here, for the night?"

Her dark brows knit together and her mouth scrunched up as confusion took hold of her features. She stared at you as though you had spoken some strange foreign tongue. But then realisation dawned in those beautiful obsidian eyes of hers and suddenly it was all she could do to even look your way. Was that a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth? You thought it might be.

"Your majesty..."

"Alex," you corrected.

"A-Alex," her hands were fiddling with her uniform, she suddenly looked very twitchy, eyes darting about the room. "I...I'm not sure that...would be allowed. I'm just, well...I'm a servant. People would talk."

You gave a bemused chuckle. "Allowed? Sweetling, I'm the bloody king. Most people aren't even allowed to talk about or to me." You reached out and took her hand, "If you want to go then by all means go. I won't think any less of you. But if your only concern is what other people would say-"

The words were cut off when her lips crashed into yours. You were momentarily surprised by her enthusiasm, but your more primal instincts began to take over as you explored her body. With your right hand you cupped a breast, enjoying how firm it was while the other slipped under her skirt and squeezed her delightfully round arse.

At once the two of you began to tear away each other's clothes until you stood before one another in all your naked glory. And Agatha was indeed glorious. Her breasts were voluptuous, her dark nipples standing stiff with excitement. Her ebony body was lightly muscled, no doubt from her time working on a ship, but it made her sculpted form all the more lovely. Your eyes finally settled upon the glistening womanhood between her legs and you were filled with purpose.

Leading her over to the bed, still caressing and kissing her mouth, neck and breasts, you gently set her down and knelt between her parted legs. You began a trail of kisses along her inner thigh until finally coming to her glistening pink centre. You plundered her depths with your tongue, coaxing out all kinds of moans of approval while her hand ran through your hair, caressing and urging you onwards. Your tongue tickled every inch of her clitoris, over and over as she drew her thighs closer to you, squirming urgently and moaning louder as her release drew near. Her moans became guttural as you continued on right through her climax, her whole body shaking as though she were in the throes of a conniption fit.

You drew away, proud of the result of your efforts as you looked down at the woman, trembling on the bed, dark skin glistening with sweat, breasts heaving with every breath she took. She was in a daze, but focus returned to her and the smile she gave was enough to stir you to madness.

Slowly she reached up and pulled you down into another ferocious kiss, seeming to enjoy her own taste on your mouth as your tongues wrestled. A hand reached down and took hold of your shaft, her thumb rubbing along the underside of your cockhead and earning a groan from you.

"Let me repay the favour," she told you between kisses, moving her way down your body until she was upon your aching cock. She kissed the head and began to lick along the shaft playfully before giving you a mischievous smile. Her plump lips were around your length and it was like the world ignited into light and joy. The warm, wet suction was enough to drive a man to madness and you didn't even try to hold back your groans of approval as she drew you deeper and deeper into her throat.

Her mouth was amazing, as was the look of devotion in her eyes as she continued to stare up at you even as you fucked her face with growing strength. Your pleasure was almost at its zenith when suddenly the sensation stopped and as you looked down you saw Agatha draw away from you and lay back on the bed, legs parted in invitation.

"Please," she breathed, "I need you inside me now."

Not needing to be told twice, you pressed your cock to her glistening womanhood and slowly pushed it inside. Bending down to your writhing lover, you started kissing her as inch after inch of your cock sunk inside her warm depths, her glorious ebony breasts moving in synch with your movements. The spark of pleasure began to take hold and her hips enthusiastically met yours, the movement fierce enough to take the air from your lungs.

You started covering her neck with kisses, and every time your lips touched her skin you could feel her insides respond and hug your cock desperately. Your movements became harsher now, more furious as you pounded away at her womb like a battering ram demanding entrance into a fortress.

Agatha wrapped her arms and legs around you, her nails digging deep into the flesh of your back. She threw her head back letting out a guttural moan. Her velvety walls, so hot, so constricting, tightened around you almost violently and you knew your release was near.