A Fairy Tale for Big Girls – 31. chapter

Lili looked calm and moved with elegance. She closed the door and stepped closer.

“I came to thank you.”

“You don’t have to.”

“But I do,” she insisted. “You saved all of my subjects.”

My subjects?? he repeated inwardly in disbelief. Before answering, he leaned his backside against the window ledge.

“There truly is nothing to thank me for,” he said, trying to keep his tone conversational. “I did much of it for myself.”

He felt her grow uncertain and quickly added, “Like everyone else, I am simply glad that you don’t want to marry Philip. You spared us all a great deal of trouble.”

She nodded.

“You could have told me,” she reproached him with a faint smile.

“And would that have been possible with you?” he returned the reproach. “Are you certain you would not have told him?”

She thought for a moment, then sighed in defeat.

“I only did not want anyone to suffer because of me.”

“Then that didn’t exactly work out for you,” he replied.

She walked to the window beside him, staring outside as she searched for words.

He was aware of the closeness of her body. Though he understood that this was likely one of the last chances he would have to ask the question that mattered most, he could not gather his thoughts.

“What is happening out there?” she asked, interrupting his confused thoughts.

He turned his head to follow her gaze. The courtyard was full of women hurrying about in expensive gowns and servants carrying heavy looking chests into the waiting carriages and wagons. He smiled bitterly.

“I shut down the eastern wing. All the girls are leaving.”

She turned to him in shock.

“I thought that was what you wanted,” he shrugged. When she did not answer, he continued, “I should have thought of it myself, but since you arrived, I have not thought of them at all. When you came to me that night, you somehow mentioned it. In fact,” he added with a faintly mocking smile, “I went there not even a few minutes after you left.”

“I saw you then,” she whispered.

“That is possible. I was not looking around much.”

The amazement did not leave her face, and he slowly began to understand it. Somewhat uncertain, but with his voice already rising, he began,

“Surely you don’t think that…”

She lowered her eyes guiltily. He shook his head in disbelief.

“You believe that moments after you left my arms, I ran off to fuck another woman?”

“I did not sleep with you that night,” she murmured.

He watched her for a few seconds, feeling a sharp urge rise in him to drive such displays of distrust out of her once and for all. He straightened. Leaving his right hand on the ledge, he stepped behind her, then placed his left hand there as well, trapping Lili without touching her at all. She froze, then held her breath as he leaned a little closer.

“Do you know what I would do to you now, if I could?”

She trembled and remained silent. He leaned even closer to her ear and whispered,

“Do you know what is done to little queens when they behave foolishly?”

She drew a shaky breath and nodded reluctantly.

“If you were my future wife,” he continued softly, “I would make you undress.”

Lili held her breath, not moving even an inch.

“You would have to stick out your little ass for me and take it nicely while I filled it.”

Her breathing quickened sharply.

“My future wife will be the most beloved queen in the world. She will always be safe, protected, spoiled. She will have everything she could wish for.”

She swallowed.

“But she will obey my every word and fulfill all my commands. And she will know not to anger me.”

Lili’s rapid breathing was clearly audible.

“For every act of disobedience, for every foolish thing she does, she will have to endure her punishment.”

Lili sighed aloud, and Mark was certain that she was already growing wet beneath her skirt.

“My future wife likes it in the ass. But she will never tell me that, she is a lady,” he went on. “So from time to time, I must hold her a little more firmly.”

Lili closed her eyes and no longer even attempted to hide her arousal. She only bit her lower lip.

“Do you want it?” Mark asked barely above a whisper. “Do you want to be my wife?”

She swallowed. After a second of hesitation, she first nodded, and only then managed to say,

“Yes.”

Mark exhaled with immense relief. He had longed for this answer, yet had not been certain he would receive it. Overwhelmed and happy, he tried to steady his wild racing heartbeat and uneven breath. It did not take long. He breathed out deeply a few more times, regained his confidence, and said,

“Lift your skirt.”

She obeyed at once. He looked over her ass and stroked it gently. He pressed his fingers between her thighs, checking her wetness. She sighed aloud, and he smiled in satisfaction.

“I knew it. Don’t move,” he whispered, stepping a few paces away to get the oil.

As he unfastened his trousers and began coating his dick with oil, he looked her over. He knew it was uncomfortable for her, but he himself could not have lasted much longer just looking, and he stepped closer to her. She waited tensely, but did not move. Only when he placed one hand on her hip and set the tip of his dick against her hole with the other did she stiffen a little. He paid no attention to it and began to push inside. She endured it for a moment, then unexpectedly tried to pull away. He caught her around the waist and pressed her against himself.

“Oh, come on,” he murmured, cutting off her unhappy whimper. “You know I will not give up.”

He adjusted her position and braced her back against himself. He gently withdrew from her a little and pushed back in, his free hand sinking into her wet folds. Very quickly, she matched his movements, and he drowned in her sighs.

“Never again think that I would want another,” he got out. “I love you, so stop these foolish thoughts.”

A few rough thrusts emphasizing his words brought them both to the edge. She pressed back against him and tried to speed up the movements. He tightened his grip on her waist, slowed, and stopped stroking her folds.

“Mark!” she whined in frustration.

“Well?” he asked.

She frowned and sobbed softly, ruled by desire and unable to remember what he wanted from her.

“Say that you know I love you,” he insisted, holding her firmly with a satisfied smile so she could not drive herself onto his dick with the force she wanted now.

“I know that you love me.”

He immediately returned his fingers to her hot folds. He did not loosen the arm around her waist, but only so he could hold her steady when he began driving his dick into her roughly. She quickly drove from his mind any concern that it might be too much for her. He could not tell who reached orgasm first.

While he washed himself, she adjusted her skirt and sat on the bed. He glanced at her when he noticed her watching him, but she looked away.

“What is it, little one?” he asked gently.

She fixed her large eyes on him. She was biting her lip, and he noticed she was blushing. After another moment, she managed,

“I love you too.”

He smiled lovingly.

“I know it is hard for you to admit, when I force you into things a lady does not do.”

She blushed even deeper and closed her eyes. It took everything he had not to laugh.