I smiled when I thought of how well she had managed to follow my instructions as well as how adorable she was when she expressed her concerns for .
There are always so kind of motive or explanation behind people’s actions and I knew very well what intentions were behind this submissive act of mine.
“You’re here,” Bradon said softly when his eyes fell on .
I could just take my seat on the opposite side of the table from him as expected or I could do sothing a little bit more interesting. Although sex with Bradon was always satisfying and impressive regardless of how rough it could be at tis, handling him as he acted like a lusty beast in my bed at night had beco sothing more like a chore rather than a spontaneous thrillful ride filled with entertainnt. It also bothered that I wasn’t sure what exactly he was doing it for. I was certain that there were so ulterior motives behind his actions that extended beyond him taking pleasure in dominating while we had aweso sex together.
Ever since that disastrous conversation that we had, it had been difficult for to get Bradon to open up. In fact, it had beco impossible for to get him to let his guard down around . If things continued the way they did, I would probably have to play the role of his submissive sex slave until he got sick and tired of .
What would happen to then?
More importantly, what will happen to everything that I have planned?
I sucked in a deep breath when I forced myself to realize that sothing must change between us and that ant that I needed to act now. Instead of heading to the seat prepared for , I approached Brandon. He watched approach him with passive eyes and I could tell that he was once again on guard.
“Welco back ho...” I said sweetly as I wrapped both arms around his neck from behind.
I wasn’t sure how surprised he was with what I had just done but I was sure that I must have managed to surprise him to a certain degree. Giving in to temptation felt easy and I ended up leaning over and placing a soft kiss on his cheek. Bradon turned and looked up directly at and I could tell that he was wondering what kind of mischief I was up to this ti around.
“Sit here...on my lap...” he instructed as he reached for my wrist and pulled toward him.
I turned my back to him and slowly lowered myself onto his lap. His arms wrapped themselves around my midsection smoothly as he hugged from behind. Just like what I had done to him, Bradon placed a firm kiss on my cheek. It wasn’t unusual for Bradon to act caring and loving with . However, it also wasn’t unusual for him to act loving and then act so harsh and cold the next instant.
“Are you hungry?” he asked warmly.
“A little...” I replied, although I didn’t have the thoughts of food on my mind.
“Shall I feed you?” he readily offered.
I watched his beautiful hand reach out for the fork before I quickly placed my hand on his to stop him. Bradon stared at questioningly and I offered him a smile.
“What about I feed you this ti?” I offered sweetly.
Since our disagreent, it wasn’t unusual for Bradon to act so sweetly with but this was probably the first ti that I was going on the offensive. Frankly, I was bored that our relationship had co to a standstill. Ti was also running out because I had no idea when the king’s health condition would worsen.
“Open your mouth, honey. Ahhh...” I instructed as I brought food closer to his lips.
Bradon hesitated montarily before parting his lips so that I could feed him. Despite knowing how dangerous he is, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking how adorable he was at the sa ti. The way his beautiful lips and jaws moved as he chewed on the food that I had just fed him looked so attractive. Strangely, I found joy in feeding him food and I wondered if he felt sothing similar when he fed and watched eat.
“So more?” I offered.
Bradon ate in silence as he held on his lap. I continued feeding him food as I began to enjoy myself a little. The atmosphere was relaxing and the garden was very beautiful. The set up was truly a romantic date dinner and the wind blew and brought along with it the sweet fragrance of flowers.
“You should eat. I’ll feed you,” Bradon said, more like an order than a generous offer.
“I’m not that hungry...” I murmured softly.
“You should eat. You’ve lost weight,” he stated matter-of-factly.
“Really? You think I really lost weight?” I asked with widened eyes.
“Yes, you have,” he replied sternly.
Bradon took the fork from my hand before bringing it to my lips to offer food. I parted my lips to let him feed . Although he had done this quite often, sothing about this ti felt different than all the tis before.
“Are you worried about ?” I asked after swallowing my first bite of food.
“Of course, I am,” he replied as he brought so more food to my lips.
I was surprised at his direct response. I didn’t think that he would readily and so directly admit that he was worried about .
“Why are you worried about ? Are you scared that I’m going to get sick and die?” I asked directly.
“Eat, Dahlia...” he instructed gruffly.
“Hmm...” I murmured before willingly let him put food in my mouth.
I wasn’t certain about anything but what seed certain was the fact that Bradon was hell bent on taking good care of , at least physically. He was strict and made sure that I ate well and had all the necessities. That could only an that he wanted to keep alive and well.
–To be continued...
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