Saved her
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Lord Maximus’s POV
I decided to take a stroll around the palace and then stopped when I heard Harper yelling at someone, probably a maid. With a sigh, I wanted to walk away, but I couldn't. Something kept drawing my attention to her chambers, and with a groan, I walked in.
"You are lying to me, right?" I heard her angry voice as I stepped into the room.
As if she noticed my presence, she turned to the door and held my gaze with stunned eyes.
"My lord…" she stammered in shock, but I didn't pay attention to her. Instead, I looked at the maid, whose terrified eyes were holding mine. I noticed a mix of emotions in her eyes: pain, fear, and regrets.
"What is going on here?" I asked, still holding the gaze of the maid who looked away with fear.
Harper let go of the maid's hair and walked up to me with an uneasy smile on her face. "My lord, you are here. You shouldn't have come; you could have just sent for me," she spoke, trying to change the topic.
"You still haven't answered my question," I demanded while staring at the maid whose gaze was lowered to the floor.
"My lord, it's nothing serious. I was just disciplining this thing," she spoke while eyeing the maid, whose eyes were still lowered to the ground.
Knowing that I wouldn't get an answer from Harper, I decided to ask the maid.
"What did you do?" I asked, not believing that I was concerned about a maid.
"My lord, it's nothing to worry yourself about…" Harper tried speaking, but I stopped her with my hand.
"You," I called the maid, who lifted her gaze and held my gaze with terrified eyes. She had so much fear in her eyes that I wondered what she must have done this time.
"What did you do?" I ordered and saw her gulp before opening her mouth to speak. "I…I burnt Lady Harper's costly garment," she stammered in fear and returned her gaze back to the ground.
"Can you imagine, my lord? She burnt it and has been denying that she wasn't the one," Lady Harper spoke with anger. "My lord, we need to send her away. We can't keep a liar working in this palace," Harper ranted with anger and hate for the maid. But I didn't pay attention to her; rather, I looked at the maid, who was visibly trembling with fear.
The maid was basically scared for her life, probably wondering what punishment would be given to her.
"Goddess knows what else she is going to do and lie about it," Harper grumbled. I released a heavy sigh and turned to Harper. "Let her go. I'll tell the couturier to get you new dresses and garments," I said and saw her frown at my words.
"My lord…" she tried speaking, but I stopped her with my hand. "Let it be. It was a mistake, and she's scared of the punishment. That's why she lied," I said, not believing I was saying this.
Here I was, trying to defend a maid, something I have never done in my entire life.
I moved my gaze back to the maid, whose gaze was still lowered to the ground. "Leave," I ordered, and she quickly hurried out of the chamber.
With a sigh, I held Harper's gaze and could see she wasn't happy about my decision, but she knew she couldn't question my orders.
"I'm leaving," I announced and turned to leave, but she blocked my path with a frown on her face.
"What is it?" I asked, and she moved closer to me and wrapped her hands around my neck.
"My lord, I thought you were still mourning the death of Queen Cecilia, and that's why you rejected me, but I was wrong. You just didn't want me," she murmured while I furrowed my eyebrows, waiting for her to finish. "You let Lady Cora warm your bed instead," she grumbled while I groaned and stared at her for a while before moving away.
I walked into the room and sat on the bed. I saw the smile on her face when she saw me seated on the bed, and without being told, she smiled widely as she loosened the robe that was covering her body, including her underwear.
"My Lord," she flashed me a seductive smile and took a step closer to me.
"Should I take control, or would you like to be in control?" she asked with a submissive voice.
I knew I wasn't in the mood; even seeing her perfect naked body did not turn me on like it should have. Perhaps it's because I was distracted.
"Come here," I gestured, and she obeyed. She got to where I stood and fell to the floor before me.
"Put me in the mood," I told her, and she nodded obediently.
Slowly, she took hold of the rope on my breeches and loosened it before pulling it down to my feet.
She went further to my underwear and also pulled it down.
She began placing kisses on my d**k before she fully swallowed it into her mouth, causing a sigh of relief to leave my lips. She sucked my d**k like a true professional, and I found my d**k getting hard. As she sucked my d**k, she played with my balls, causing me to moan in satisfaction. With a groan, I grabbed her hair and began thrusting into her mouth.
I noticed I might c*m too quickly in her mouth, so I pulled out of her and pulled her up to her feet.
"Sit," I ordered in a husky voice.
She grinned seductively and placed her two hands on my shoulders while she slowly sat on my erect d**k.
"s**t!" I moaned in pleasure as my d**k slid into her wet, dripping p***y.
"Mmmmh," she moaned out, almost like a cry, as she sat fully on me.
"Good, now ride on me," I whispered seductively into her ear and grabbed her ass with my two hands.
Slowly, she rode me like a pro before increasing her speed and becoming faster as she bounced on me.
The clapping of our skin could be heard all over the room, while our loud moans filled the room.
I tightened my grip on her ass and f****d her at a faster pace. With a grunt, I put her breast in my mouth and began sucking roughly.
"Mmmmh," she moaned in pleasure and threw herself back as I f****d her and sucked her breasts.
I felt I was about to c*m, so I stopped f*****g her and pulled her away from my lap.
"Lay on the bed and ass up," I ordered, and she obeyed.
She did as instructed while I moved over to her and positioned myself behind her. I held my d**k, positioned it at her entrance, and thrust into her.
"My lord," she moaned and buried her head in the pillow while I held her waist with both hands and began thrusting into her. As I f****d her, I held her n****e and continued f*****g. When I realized I was about to c*m, I increased my pace and slammed harder until I poured my seed inside her.
With a satisfied moan, I pulled out of her and fell on the bed. Without being told, she turned over and swallowed my d**k into her mouth. She cleaned my d**k with her tongue, causing me to sigh in relief.
After cleaning my d**k with her tongue, she lay on the bed and placed her head on my chest. I knew just this single act of mine had really made her happy, but I felt different, and I just couldn't explain it.
"My king," she called out to me.
"Yes," I responded, gesturing for her to go on.
I noticed she hesitated for a while before she spoke up. "What are your plans?" she asked. "What do you mean?" I questioned and noticed she hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Your wife, Queen Cecilia, is dead. Don't you think you should get another wife and have a legitimate child?" she asked, causing an angry grunt to leave my lips as I realized where she was going.
"My lord, don't get me wrong, I'm just worried about your throne," she murmured innocently, but I knew what she meant. She wants to be queen, she wants me to make her queen, just a week after Cecilia's death.
"Move away," I said, while taking her head from my chest. "My lord, did I say something to offend you?" she asked, but I didn't give a response. Instead, I left the bed, put on my clothes, and left her chambers without saying a word.
Fuming with anger, I walked back to my chambers while my guards walked behind me. As I approached my chambers, I saw Lady Cora walking towards me in the opposite direction. She flashed me a seductive smile, which irritated me. I just want to be left alone.
"Greetings, my lord," she greeted, and I nodded.
"I see that you are coming from somewhere , and you don't look happy. Why not let me take away those burdens?" she whispered seductively.
"Not now, Cora. I'm not in the mood," I said and tried to walk away, but she blocked my path, causing anger to boil in my blood.
"And what do you think you are doing?" I asked with irritation because I was getting irritated.
"My lord..."
"Enough, I want to be left alone," I demanded and walked away.
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