Game Of Seduction

Chapter 2

Reana sat at her dresser, staring at bride looking back. She looked stunning, from the dress to the tiara on her head. Scared and angry, she felt like ripping the dress to shreds. She didn't want to go through with the wedding but she had no choice.

She thought of Maximus often. It had been a month since that night in the sitting room. She was desperate to see him. Several letters had been written back and forth, often flirty and even slightly s****l. Sometimes he would send her gifts, books mainly and the occasional piece of jewellery. Her favourite was a diamond necklace, shaped like a heart, inscribed with an "M."

A knock rapped gently on the door, pulling her out of her thoughts, causing her to jump slightly, "Come in!" She called out, not turning to see who it was.

The person walked in, standing at the door, "You look...amazing."

Reana turned around quickly, recognising the voice of Maximus, "Your Majesty," She breathed out, standing to curtsy to him.

Maximus walked over to her, taking her hand to kiss it, "I wanted to see you before the wedding."

"I'm glad you came."

"How are you feeling?" Maximus asked, her body language already telling him the answer.

"I feel like running away. Don't really have a choice," She moved away from him and sat on the bed, "I've always dreamt of this moment and starting a family. Careful what you wish for."

Maximus moved to sit next to her, an arm resting against hers, "You may not have a choice now, but what is to stop you leaving him next year?"

Reana scoffed, "You really think my father would allow it?"

"Who cares. You can try being married, if you don't like it, leave."

"And it's that simple is it?" She looked at him unconvinced.

"Of course it is. He's a beastly man anyway."

"I don't know why he picked Vanderson of all people. I could have had Teagan, Loghain...you."

"Would you really want to be married to old soldiers, like Loghain and myself?" He chuckled, nudging her with his elbow.

"Not Loghain. Seline is in love with him. Do not tell him that."

"I shall not. Is she really in love with him?"

"I told you about her being the girl in love with the commander. She changed it to general for good reason."

Maximus laughed heartily, "If only he knew," He looked into her blue eyes, always mesmerized by the sparkle in them. He lowered his head towards hers, gently pressing a kiss on her lips, a lingering taste of strawberries on tongue as it ran along her bottom lip. He suppressed a groan as her tongue greeted his, massaging one another.

She pulled away slightly, a little breathless. "We shouldn't, it's my wedding day."

Maximus cupped her face, kissing her gently, "So lets just have this moment."

Reana jumped from the bed, rushing to lock the door of her room. She returned to the bed, "Don't ruin my dress. It's expensive."

"I hope I'll be the one to peel it off you later."

"Maybe," She laid on the bed watching as he crawled over her, his warm body pressing against hers, "Go gentle with me."

"I will. Stop me at any time," He kissed her eagerly, wanting to carry on from the night in Denerim. He missed her, but Bryce had warned him to stay away and he did mostly, but he wouldn't ignore her letters. Now she was in his arms again, Bryce be damned, he would not let her go until he had to. Sometimes he thought about telling her that he asked Bryce for her hand, but he refused saying Reana was far too young. He claimed Reana wasn't ready to be queen, but Maximus thought different, but it was Bryce's opinion that counted.

He gazed at her, looking into her bright eyes, studying the small details of her face. To him, she was truly beautiful.

Reana looked up at him curiously, "Why do you look at me like that?"

"Like what?" He quizzed.

"Like I'm the most beautiful woman you've ever seen."

"Because you are," He replied softly.

She looked in his eyes, trying to find a hint deceit, but there was none. She pulled him down to her, hungrily kissing him, whimpering when he pulled away. She watched as he untied the laces on his breeches, freeing his hardened manhood. Pulling up the lower part of her dress, she swiftly removed her underwear, kicking them to the floor. Maximus crawled back onto the bed, knowing he didn't have time to spend exploring and teasing her. They looked into each others eyes, Reana breaking eye contact first, closing her eyes as his length nudged against the entrance of her s*x.

He moved into her slowly, wary of hurting or scaring her, using her reactions to tell him what she wanted. She gripped onto his shoulder, her nails digging into his skin, the sting being more thrilling than it should have been. The deeper he went, the harder she gripped on to him.

It didn't hurt, she didn't feel any pain. It was just unknown her, being full and stretched inside. She wanted more, to know it all, but she was scared to let it show. Her mind was telling her to relax, but her body didn't seem to be getting the message. She started breathing again after what seemed an eternity holding it in, when he stayed seated within her, letting her get used to his presence.

He felt her hands caress his back, moving her arms around his upper back, pulling him down to her. He kissed her sweetly as he pulled out of her, using it as a temporary distraction until he pushed back into her, getting into a slow and steady rhythm, his kisses muffling the noise she made. He pulled back, wanting to hear her, listen as he took her to new places and new sensations. He tried to resist groaning but he failed, letting out a low groan. She felt so wonderfully warm and tight around his length. He wanted so badly to ravage her, but she was too precious to him to do anything that would scare her. It was about her pleasure, not his.

The room started to spin for Reana when known but unfamiliar sensations spread across her groin. It was a mixture between a pulsing sensation and a dull ache. She looked into Maximus's eyes, his eyes burning into hers. She was transfixed by the look in his eyes as he moved in and out of her. He looked at her with a mixture of lust, love and desperate need. Her eyes snapped shut when she felt her o****m building up to an unbearable level. She gripped onto the man above her and cried out into his shoulder, shaking and shivering until her body felt like lead and she couldn't hold on any longer.

Maximus felt her clench around his length as she came. He thrust into her desperately, trying to find his own sweet release against the indescribable feeling of being inside her. He made one more shallow thrust as he came with a groan, his whole body on fire. He looked down at the woman beneath him. She was dazed, panting, still shaking. He pushed her hair from her face and kissed her tenderly as he removed himself from her. With another kiss, he moved to the bed next to her, "Are you ok?" He asked softly.

Reana sighed with a shaky breath, "I think so...yes."

"Did I hurt you?"

She looked at him and smiled, "No, it was just different...I liked it."

He pulled her to him, kissing her, holding her close. He knew that time was limited and she would soon be married to another man. It killed a little part of him, knowing that another man would have what he wanted. They were interrupted by a knock on the door, making Reana jump up from the bed. She walked to the door, standing next to it, "Who is it?" She called out.

"Your brother and sister," The voice of Fergus called back.

She looked at Maximus, who was standing up, sorting his clothes out. She opened the door, "In quickly," She yanked Seline through the door, followed by Fergus. Immediately they saw Maximus, slightly dishevelled, then to Reana who looked equally dishevelled. They greeted Maximus in the traditional way, slightly uncomfortable, knowing what had just happened between him and their sister, "What is it?" Reana asked, trying to hide her blushes.

"It's nearly time, Rai. We just wanted some time to talk to you," Fergus looked over to Maximus, hoping he would get the hint and go.

He took the hint, he knew that this would probably be the last time they got to speak for a while, for they would be travelling back to Highever in the next couple of days, before that the reception would be full of people congratulating the couple. He walked over to Reana, taking her hand, kissing it gently, "Remember what I said, my lady."

"I will, your majesty," Reana watched him reluctantly leave the room. She looked at her siblings, eyes marred by sadness before turning away.

Fergus pulled Reana into arms, holding her tight as her body started shaking, crying silent tears, "Are you ok, Rai?" He asked, stroking her hair softly.

"No, but I have to be," She said, sniffing, trying to let the tears fall.

"Rai, we need to redo your hair," Seline led Reana to her dresser, sitting her down, "Fergus, tell them that we had a hair emergency," Fergus nodded, leaving the two sisters alone, "So what was it like?"

"What?" Reana tried to sound nonchalant and failed completely.

"s*x, Reana, don't deny it. What was it like?"

"It was...weird but exciting. He was so gentle with me," Reana stopped and laughed, "Oh Seline, I lost my virginity on my wedding day to a man who isn't my husband, the King no less."

Seline laughed with her as she pinned Reana's hair back up, "I plan to seduce Loghain later. Do you think its a bad idea? I'm meant to be marrying Nathaniel in three months."

"Do what makes you happy, Soph. At least one of us should be," She smiled sadly at her sister's reflection. She wanted Seline to get what she wanted. At least if Reana did what was expected, maybe Seline wouldn't have to.

"Ok, you're ready. Shall we go?"

"Yes, before I launch myself out of the window," Both girls left the room, Reana having a moment to collect herself. She would take Maximus's advice and stay in the marriage for a year before leaving.

Maximus sat and watched as Reana was wedded to Vanderson. She looked scared and sad as she gave herself up to him. He turned to where Bryce was sat, burning his eyes into the man. Bryce must have sensed it as he turned to him, Maximus staring at him. Bryce's eyes definitely conveyed a "don't even think about it" look. He felt an elbow nudge him in the ribs, making him turn to Loghain next to him, "Just don't, Maximus," Loghain whispered harshly. Maximus kept his silence, it would be improper and make things so much worse for Reana.

At the reception, Maximus kept his eye on Reana. She looked so sad and kept her distance from Vanderson, she couldn't bear to go near him. Eventually, he lost sight of Reana in the crowd. He suspected that she escaped the ballroom, away from the faux congratulations. He looked around and spotted Seline heading in his direction, "My lady, where is Reana."

Seline got close to Maximus, whisper in his ear, "She went to your cabin by the rose garden."

Maximus left the ballroom, walking through the grounds towards the rose garden. There he saw Reana sitting on a stone bench, crying softly, "Reana?" He said gently, announcing his presence.

Reana still jumped, looking at him wide eyed, "Maximus," She watched as he sat down next to her.

"Are you alright?" Maximus put his arm around her, pulling her close.

Reana scoffed, "No! I am not. I'm married to a man I cannot stand. My life is officially over. I'd be less painful if I was just dead."

"Do not speak like that, Reana."

"I'm just so angry that my life is over. I will never experience love or have children."

"You could still have all that one day."

Reana sighed sadly, "The one man I want, is the only one I cant have."

Maximus held her close, smelling the floral scent of her hair, "Nothing would make me happier than spending the rest of my days as your husband."

She pulled away to look at him, "So ask my father for my hand, it's not too late to annul my marriage."

He looked away and sighed sadly, "I did, Bryce said no. He didn't think you were ready to be Queen."

Reana turned her body away from his, her head hold low, tears dropping on to the white fabric of her dress, "So I was right, my father favours Seline over me."

They sat in silence as he comforted her for a while until the skies about opened, the clouds releasing a heavy load of rain upon them. Maximus grabbed her hand, pulling her to her feet, "Come on Reana. Lets go inside."

He led her inside, immediately lighting the fire. Inside it was well kept. A spacious bed at the back. Plush leather sofas around a stone fire place. A small library with a armchairs and a desk. A small dressing area with a bath and small basin. Reana looked around, taking in the splendour of the space, "What is this place?" She asked.

"It's my cabin. I use it when I want to hide away," Maximus replied as the fire roared to life.

"It's quite lovely. Will you get this thing off me?" She turned towards the mirror, watching as his reflection appeared behind her.

He started to untie the delicate white lace ribbons that ran down the back of the dress. Their eyes met in the mirror. She wore a look that made his knees weak, telling him that she wanted him and he wasn't going to deny her wish. After what seem like forever, he pulled the back of her dress apart and she let it shimmy down her body, until it was in a pool at her feet. He got sight of her underwear, white and lacy, he felt transfixed by the vision that she was.

"Apparently, they wear this sort of thing in Rivain," She smiled, sensing his reaction to the underwear. She had to admit, she was glad she took her cousin, Anya's, advice. She looked delicious in a corset, if she did say so herself. She turned around is his arms, "You appear to be over dressed, your majesty."

"You should do something about that then, my lady," He looked down at her, noting her smirk. He shrugged his shoulders out of his overcoat, letting it fall down his arms, as Reana tugged it off from his wrists. He watched as she smiled at him, her hands sliding down his sides, pulling his tunic from his breeches. Obeying her silent command, he lifted up his arms, allowing her to push it up his body to his arms, finally removing it, letting it drop to the floor. He picked her up easily in his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist, "Let us move this to the bed, my lady," He said, as he carried her with ease to the bed. He crawled into the bed, placing her down gently, his body still flush against hers.

They kissed playfully, exchanging little smirks and laughs for they knew they had all night to lose themselves in each other. Maximus moved off the bed to unlace his breeches, skilfully removing them with practised speed. Reana grunted in frustration as her shaky fingers struggled with the ribbon on her corset. He chuckled as he gently moved her hands, "Let me do that, my love," He untied the ribbons, pulling the corset apart, hearing Reana's sigh of relief. He looked at her questioningly.

She sat up, looking up into his eyes, "As good as I looked in it, breathing was becoming an effort."

He smiled down at her, "Mmmm, as it happens, I much prefer you naked."

"And I prefer you naked and on top of me. We have one of those things, there seems to be a delay in the other," She smirked, laying back down on the bed, her eyes still fixed on him.

Without any hesitation, Maximus swiftly manoeuvred his arms underneath her, picking up, making her squeal in surprise, "Perhaps my little diamond, It is you that should be on top," He moved, sitting down on the bed, placing Reana on to his lap.

Her hands went to hair, feeling the soft blonde locks in between fingers, as she looked into his eyes, "Perhaps we could try that, if his majesty so wishes."

"He does wish," He laid back on the bed taking her with him, her body pressed against his as they resumed their playful kisses.

Pulling back, she shot him a devilish smirk, "I've heard that some men like women to do a certain activity...an oral activity."

"That is true. I am sure you have a talented mouth. I've heard you sing beautifully."

"I do. Let us see what else I can do with my mouth," She kissed the underside of his chin, her lips grazing over the stubble. Moving down to his neck, she nipped his skin slightly, making him hiss, but it wasn't anger, it was painful enjoyment. She had to smile to herself, she had the king right where she wanted him to be. Right there, she could make him do anything she wanted, the power over him was secretly thrilling, for he had the power over others and never had she seen him relinquish even a fraction of it.

Maximus shivered as he felt her soft lips and silky hair against the skin of his chest. She moved lower and lower with each tantalising kiss, until she reached just below his belly button. A knock on the door of the cabin pulled them out of their little lustful world, both jumping up from the bed. Maximus pulled on a robe and opened the door slightly, "Yes, what is it?" He said to the guard on the other side.

"Excuse me, your majesty. Teyrn Cornwall has ordered us to find his daughter. Sorry to bother you," The guard walked away, not willing to question the king on whether or not he had Lady Cornwall in the cabin.

Maximus turned to Reana, who was nervously biting her nails, "That was close. Are you alright?"

"No, you think he knew I was here?"

"Maybe. Even if he did, he wouldn't say anything," He approached her, taking her in his arms, "Do not feel guilty, Reana. You haven't done anything wrong."

She looked up in his eyes, "It is wrong, but I don't care," She pulled away and led him to the bed, "We still have all night."

He smiled, pushing her down on to the bed, "Yes we do. Let us enjoy it."