by Heiress
“Do not call her that!” I barked over my shoulder. I didn’t mean to yell at Mena, but whenever I heard that word to describe Bella, I blacked out. I knew she wasn’t a whore and it fucked with my heart to hear people refer to her as that.
For a moment it was silent. I could still feel Mena’s presence behind me, but she didn’t utter a word. She didn’t even move. I had to look over my shoulder a few times to make sure she was still breathing.
“She can have your manhood, but she will never have your heart,” she said with a cracked voice.
Turning off the water, I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist. I then walked out. “She already has it,” I mumbled as I reached the sink. I glanced up and looked at Mena through the mirror. She was in tears.
“I knew it,” she breathed. “I knew you were lying to me. You are seeing her and you are making her your mistress. You do love her.”
“I do, Mena. I do love her and I’m sorry that it hurts you. That’s the last thing I was trying to do, but this just happened. I couldn’t fight it anymore,” I expressed to her. This had to be one of the hardest conversations I had ever had. I may have been this royal thug, but I was a good man. I didn’t want to live the lifestyle of a cheater or be a womanizer. I wanted one woman and I thought that she was going to be Mena. Turns out, I was mistaken.
“She could never be me. She will never be loved by this country and she will never reign like I do. No one will except her. She will be nothing but a lady who got pregnant by a King. She doesn’t even have what I have.”
“That’s the fucking point, Mena!” I roared, causing her to jump back from me. “She’s not fucking you! She doesn’t treat me like a fucking King. She doesn’t wait on me hand and foot. She doesn’t even listen to my every command. She doesn’t stress me the fuck out like your ass does. She listens to me. She cares about more than what I can offer her, and this fucked up ass country of mine. I can be me around her and she accepts that shit. I ain’t got to hide behind a strong posture and correct English.”
“My King but that is who you are. You are a King-,”
“No, Mena I’m a fucking man! A man that’s been leading a whole damn country by my fucking self. Not only do I have to govern it, I have to protect it. I have to fix shit that’s broken about it. I have the weight of a fucking country on my back and when I’m with you, I get heavier and heavier. When I’m with her… that weight is gone. I’m just Don. Not King Adonis or Adonis the son of Zuse. I’m just Don,” I expressed.
Her eyes watered up even more and the tears started to flow. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t compelled to console her. To be honest, I didn’t even care as much that her ass was over there crying. My love for her was fading and I could feel it.
“This is not you. You don’t talk like this. You don’t curse and behave like some thug in the streets. You don’t raise your voice and diminish me. This is not you. She made you like this.” Her head shook in disbelief.
“This been me. I been this nigga! I’m a fucking King so I can’t go around acting like the real me. I got to put on a fucking mask and be all righteous and shit. I’m tired of it.”
“You can’t be tired of this, Adonis. You are a King. This is not something you can run away from or give up. You have a duty to this country. Our county. You have duty to me.” She pointed to herself.
“I ain’t got a duty to shit,” I snapped, walking out of the bathroom. I started to dress myself.
“So, what will you do, Adonis? Take her as your mistress and-,”
“I’m taking her as my wife, Mena,” I interrupted. Her mouth fell ajar. She was just as shocked to hear what I said as I was shocked of actually saying the shit out loud. I had just made it up in my mind.
“Whhhhy, Adonis! Why?”
“Because I’m in love with her,” I answered truthfully. “And when I tell her to fucking ride my dick she gets her ass on top of me and ride this mutha’ fucka’. She doesn’t question me about the shit!” I shot back. Not wanting to continue the argument, I stormed out the room. I had just made it up in my mind that I was going to leave my wife, the Queen of Droga and marry Lady Bella. I had to go to her.
It was midnight and I was walking through the halls to go to Lady Bella’s room. When I got there, Twan was sitting at her door, sleep. “Is this what you call protecting my future,” I snapped, waking him. He shot to his feet.
“Man, King look I know I’m ‘spose to be keeping an eye out, but a nigga tired. You got me running these foreign ass streets day and night. I need some fucking rest bruh,” he snapped.
“You can sleep when your fucking six feet under. Is, Bella inside?”
“Yea but she sleep-,” he was saying but I moved past him and walked into her room. I panicked when I didn’t see her. “Bella?” I called out but no answer. I searched her entire room in a panic. I looked everywhere. Just when I was about to give up I glanced out her window. My heart stopped beating so fast when I saw her swimming in the palace’s outdoor pool.
I grabbed a towel and made my way outside. As I got closer to her, I noticed that she was naked. “Bella! What the fuck your ass out here doing?” I questioned.
She turned to me and rolled her eyes before continuing to swim. “I’m swimming. What does it look like?”
“It looks like your skinny dipping which is forbidden for non-royals. Get out!” I ordered.
“Everything is forbidden here. I’m surprised breathing is allowed,” she sassed.
“Bella, I ain’t playing. If I got to come in there and get your ass out myself, I will!” I threatened.
“Listen, I’m gaining weight like cray every day. This baby is sitting on my bladder, so I now live on the toilet. My feet are swollen and I’m so horny I could fuck a cactus right about now. Leave me alone,” she snapped.
Her feistiness only turned me on. I looked around to make sure the coast was clear before I stripped out of my clothes. I emerged into the water and swam to Bella. “Adonis what are you doing?” she quizzed when I reached her.
“I’m apologizing.” I reached out to grab her and pulled her close to me.
“For what? For not telling me I could die by having your baby or for trying to make me your mistress.”
I chuckled at her smart-ass mouth. “I’m sorry for not choosing you first,” I apologized. Bella’s eyes watered, and I could tell she was about to cry. “Bella you’ve managed to make me fall in love with you, and I can’t fight that shit no more. I don’t want you as my mistress. I want you as my wife,” I confessed.
“Oh, my God! Wh-what? What does that mean? Like what are you saying to me right now?”
“I’m not saying anything. I’m asking. Lady Bella, will you do me the honor of being my wife?” I proposed.
“YES!” she yelled not even hesitating. “Yes! Yes! And Yes!” she repeated with tears streaming her eyes. Her arms pulled me in around my neck and I could barely breath the way she had me so tight. Feeling her in my arms again made everything seem right. As if she was the it I was missing in my life. I felt all complete and shit.
“I’m so happy. I can’t believe your choosing me. Now our child will be our child and we can raise it together. I don’t have to try and escape. I can live here with you and be a Queen which sounds so cool. You want to know what I’m most excited about?”
“What’s that, Bella?”
She smiled. “Riding this.” She grabbed ahold of my dick under water.
“Oh, shit. You been craving some dick huh?” I quizzed, laughing.
“Craving is an understatement. I’ve been so horny lately. I just want you inside me.”
“Right now?”
“Yes. Like now,” she declared.
“Alright, let’s get out and-,”
“No.” She stopped me and pulled me back into her. “I want to do it here.” She kissed my bottom lip and then held it in between her teeth. I couldn’t say no if I wanted to. I held her in my arms as I swam to the edge of the pool where t
he stairs were. I sat on the second step and Bella straddled me. I didn’t have to instruct her. She grabbed ahold of me and sat down on it nice slow. Her mouth fell ajar as she slid down my pipe.
Her hands were planted on my chest as she grinded on me. Tilting her head to the side, she bit down on her lip, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She felt so fucking good. She even felt tighter the way her walls tightened around me. She sucked me in so deep, I didn’t know if a nigga was coming or going.
“Baaaaaby,” she moaned.
“Yea, Bella. What’s up?” I asked as I grabbed her hips to stop her movement. I took matters into my own hands and fucked her from underneath. “You want me to fuck it up or go slow?” I asked.
“Slow, baby please. Ahhhh, shit. Go slow,” she begged. I did as I was told. I thrusted upwards deep, but I kept my rhythm slow and steady. I was making love to her pussy. As I worked her out, she stared down at me with hungry eyes. “You like that slow shit baby?” I bit my lip.
She nodded her head as she moaned out loud.
The moment was getting intense. I could feel my nut rising from my fucking feet. Not wanting to bust yet, I pushed her off of me. “Turn around,” I demanded. Still on the steps, she got on all fours. Her pussy and ass looked like it was dipped in gold. I couldn’t help myself. Planting both of my hands on her ass, I dived in.
“AHHHHH! Fuck!” Bella cried out when she felt my tongue enter her ass. I licked and sucked on her ass hole as if it was her pussy. Every so often I would eat her pussy, but the ass is what I wanted. She tastes so fucking good. While I ate out her booty, I stuck my fingers inside her pussy and worked my digits around.
“I’m cumming, baby!” she announced.
“Nah, not yet,” I said, stroking myself. My dick was hard as bricks. Standing up, I entered her from behind. I held her hips while I drove into her like a damn jackhammer. Our skin could be heard smacking against each other. My balls slapped the back of her pussy adding to the sound effect.
“You wanna cum on this dick, don’t you?”
“Yesssss,” she hissed as I pulled at her long black hair.
“Cum on that shit then.” My stokes grew stronger and faster. I could feel myself about to nut. Bella held on to the pole by the steps as she juiced on my dick. Feeling her walls grabbing me made my nut rise. Minutes later, I was pouring my sperm into her warm pussy.
“Bella!” Twan nearly scared the shit out of us. He rounded the corner throwing us robes. “First off, y’all nasty as hell because people swim in this shit. They gone think they swimming in just water, but it’s really mixed with King cum and pregnant juices,” he spat as we got out the water.
“What is it, Twan?” I asked, annoyed. I wanted to go for round two.
“Your sister is here,” he announced.
“This late? I wasn’t expecting her until the morning.”
“Well she’s here and she wants to see you and Prince Amir,” he informed me.
“Nah, not tonight. Let her know I’m sleep, and I will meet with her in the morning before the wedding. My dick still hard and I could use a round two.” I winked at Bella who was blushing beside me. I was fucking in love with this damn woman that I couldn’t keep my hands off her ass.
“Yup. Still here,” Twan hummed.
“Why?” I quizzed. I had given him orders, so it was unclear on why he was still standing there. Once he got the memo, he excused himself.
“Let’s retire to your bedroom. You still flexible even though your pregnant right?” I asked, and she burst out laughing.
Bella
Waking up this morning with a smile on my face felt good. I was a little sore from last night’s love making session with King Adonis, but other than that, I was great. Today my best friend was marrying a Prince. My other best friend was going back to the states with her and I was chosen to be someone’s number one. Nothing at all could ruin today.
“The wedding is about to start. Lady Bella I need you to get to Creola and get her alone. Twan will be outside the door and when she’s not looking, sneak him the dress. He’ll give it to, Leah and then she will walk down the aisle and marry me. WE all good?” Prince Amir quizzed. He had snuck in my room with Leah and Twan to give us the run down.
“Yea, I got it,” Twan spoke.
“Me, too. Operation marry Prince Charming is in full effect.” I smiled. I was obviously too excited, and nothing could change that.
“Good.” Prince Amir turned and looked at Leah. His smile was evident that he loved her and wanted to marry her. I just hoped it was for all the right reasons. “You know I love you right?”
“Yes, I know,” Leah answered before they shared a kiss.
“Aigh’t enough of that. The groom ain’t even spose to see the bride before the wedding. Get out of here. The wedding starts in like thirty minutes, and we still have to stall, Creola,” Twan spoke up.
“Oh, shit! I got to go.” Prince Amir pecked Leah’s lips one last time and then jetted out the door.
“Okay stay here. We will be back with your dress.” I cheesed. I grabbed Twan’s hands and we both left out the room. We made our way to the other side where Creola’s room were. Two guards stood outside.
“Uh, the Prince has requested that you two take a break. I will take over,” Twan lied. The two men didn’t even question him. They gladly left their post. After they were out of sight, I entered the room. It was chaotic. Servant girls were all over the room running back and forth for Creola while she yelled at them the entire time. I felt so bad for the servants. Half of them looked like they wanted to cry.
“Excuse me! Can I have everyone’s attention please.” I clapped to get the servants to look at me. “The wedding is about to begin so I need everyone who is not the bride to leave.” I couldn’t have said it louder or clearer the way the girls ran out the door.
“Where are they going? I need someone to help me put on my underwear. My toes and fingers are still wet,” Creola barked. She was a real bitch and I so badly wanted to tell her that, but I knew my place. “And who in the hell are you-wait a minute.” Her eyes squinted. “Aren’t you the whore who got pregnant by the King. You’re not supposed to be in here. Where are my guards? Guards!” she shouted.
“Please, Princess Creola if you would just let me-,”
“Guards!” she yelled again.
“Princess Creola if you would just-,”
“No! I want you out of here. I don’t associate with whores!” she insulted.
A boost of adrenaline and anger had risen in me and I couldn’t hold back. Drawing my right arm back, I threw my fist right into her face. She went down so hard, I could hear the thump echo.
“Oh, shit! No. No. No. No. No,” I panicked, leaning down to the ground. She was still breathing and had a pulse, but she was knocked out cold. “TWAN!”
The door burst open. Twan surveyed the scene and he was totally clueless. “Bella! Prince Amir said distract her not kill her ass!” she snapped.
“I didn’t kill her. I just punched her, and she’s just knocked out. I’m blaming it on all the hormones and estrogen. What do we do?” I asked.
“Hell, put her ass in the bed, pretend she sleep and take her dress too, Leah. Duh,” he said as if it was that easy. “Grab her arms and I got her legs. Let’s make this shit quick. The wedding is about to-,” he paused when the door suddenly came flying open.
“What’s taking so long? I’m already nervous enough-,” Leah paused when she saw Creola on the floor. “Oh, my God! Bella, Amir said stall her not kill her.”
“For the second time, I didn’t kill her. I just punched her, and she went to sleep.” I rolled my eyes.
“It doesn’t matter what the hell happened y’all. Bella get Leah in the dress and I’ll put Princess Creola in the bed,” Twan barked orders. He had been real agitated lately and I didn’t know why. I’m assuming it was because me and Leah had found love and he hadn’t. I wanted to talk to him about it, but I knew it wasn’t the right time.
Not wanting to waste any more time, I helped Leah into the dress. It was heavy and extravagant yet so gorgeous. I put her veil on and made sure you couldn’t recognize her. “Yes! Can’t see a thing. Now let’s go. I hear the music starting!”
We all three rushed out the room and tried to remain normal while walking down the hall. “Okay, this is as far as I go. I’m not invited and I can’t-,”
“No, Bella please. Stay. You’re my best friend and I don’t want to get married without you being there.” Leah held onto my hand.
“But, Leah-,”
“Please,” she begged. Though I couldn’t see her face, I knew she had that sad puppy dog look on showcasing her deep dimples. I couldn’t say no.
“Fine. But I’m staying back here because I can’t be seen. I’m suppose to be in my room,” I told her. We shared a moment, embracing each other and then Twan escorted her to the entrance. I stood there and watched King Zuse take her hand and walk her down the aisle. The grand ball room was packed with royals from all over the country. It was so beautiful. I couldn’t wait till the day I married Adonis.
I caught a glimpse of him sitting on his throne with his queen. They were holding hands. I tried not to feel some type of way, but I did. They just looked so perfect.
“In Africa, we believe that we as King’s have only one soul mate and many mates,” I heard a familiar voice speak to me from behind. I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.
“What do you want now, King Enzo?” I signed, rolling my eyes.
“She is his soul mate. Whether or not he’s in love with you. She will always be the woman for his soul. You are only for his flesh. No offense, Lady Bella but you will never measure up to her and he will never let you.” His words pierced my heart. I wanted to cry because apart of me felt like he was right. I didn’t want to think that way but every time I looked at them, I saw perfection.
“I can offer you a better life. I can give you what he can’t.”