Warning: Adult Content Ahead

  “Don’t stop.” Princess Jannar moaned loudly, back arched.

  While Dia and Larel were whispering in one room, loud moans bounced off the walls in the next one. Princess Jannar, the only living daughter of King Jaho II, was sitting on the edge of her tall, round bed. A young gentleman had been kneeling between her legs for quite some time. The young gentleman was Enu, a friend of her brother, Prince Jaho III. All three had known each other since they were young troublemakers learning how to shoot a crossbow.

  Princess Jannar had pced a hand on the back of Enu’s neck and gently tugged his face away from her center. At the sight of his glistening mouth, Jannar let out a tiny moan before asking her question.

  “Tell me,” She gasped. “why were you and my brother in Siré?”

  Enu smirked then softly blew on Jannar’s center causing her to shudder.

  “Tell me.” She pleaded, out of breath.

  Enu cocked his head.

  “You’re asking me this…right now?”

  Jannar nodded.

  “I told you. He needed an escape, Jannar.” Enu rushed out. “Mesy won’t return his letters. He’s miserable.”

  Jannar tilted her head.

  “Are you telling me the truth,” She asked, eyes narrowed. “because I have a hard time believing you right now. What escape does Siré offer? It is a cursed graveyard.”

  Enu slowly nodded.

  “We also have friends in Siré, Jannar.” He added. “A young d by the name of Miwe. A young dy by the name of Ema.”

  Jannar blew out a huge sigh.

  “Fine.” She huffed.

  She then bit her lip and gnced down to Enu’s crotch where a certain member obviously wanted attention. When she gnced back up, Enu was smirking at her.

  “You better not be lying to me, Enu.” She warned.

  Enu then slowly slipped two fingers inside of her. The sound of her wetness filled the room as he pumped them into her.

  “Why do you even care?” He murmured. “Your brother is a big boy.”

  Jannar suddenly grabbed a fistful of Enu’s jet bck curls and titled his head back.

  “Someone has to look out for my brother.” She answered.

  Enu pced a soft kiss on her center and Jannar closed her eyes.

  “And that’s you?” He asked.

  “My brother is the only person I can depend on.” She responded, voice low and shaky.

  Enu slightly pulled away causing Jannar to open her eyes.

  “And what about me?” He asked, feigning hurt. “What about your father…the king?”

  Jannar dropped her hand from Enu’s head and plopped backwards on the bed.

  “That man may be the king…” She said slowly. “but he’s no longer my father.”

  Enu frowned then came to a standing position.

  As he stood over the princess, he took in the curves of her body, the soft blush in her cheeks, her ruby colored lips, the golden locks that draped over her breasts. Appearance wise, the princess didn’t share much in common with her brother. Everyone knew why.

  Enu moved to buckle his belt when Jannar raised up on her elbows.

  “And where do you think you are going?” She asked flirtatiously.

  She lifted her leg and slowly dragged it up his left leg until she found what she was looking for. Enu quickly grabbed it. Jannar applied a small amount of pressure.

  “Shouldn’t you be getting ready for the king’s meeting?” He asked breathlessly.

  Jannar bit her lip.

  “It can wait.” She whispered.

  Enu wiggled his eyebrows before slowly crawling over the young princess. As he made his way upwards, he gently took her left nipple in her mouth, giving it a soft bite, before doing the same with the other. Jannar let out a loud moan as he did so.

  When he was done, Enu banced himself on his knees.

  “Tell me,” He whispered. “what do you want from me, my princess?”

  The princess slowly grabbed Enu’s right hand and dragged it up her upper body. She brought them to her lips and slowly took one in her mouth, carefully sucking on the tip before removing it completely.

  “I want that….” She purred. “but with something else.”

  Both of their hearts pumped faster.

  Enu leaned over and covered her mouth with his.

  When he pulled back, he licked Jannar’s lips with his tongue.

  But before he could give her what she wanted, a knock on the door came.

  Both frantically climbed off the bed.

  Enu immediately went to buckle his belt while Jannar went to tie the front of her dress. Once they were presentable, Jannar shouted “Enter!”

  The door slowly opened and revealed the king.

  He was standing with a hand on his hip and a frown pstered on his face.

  “Does your brother know you’re frolicking with his friend?” He asked.

  Jannar took a couple of steps back.

  Father,” Jannar sighed. “what do you want?”

  King Jaho stepped further into the room.

  “Our meeting starts in less than an hour.” He said angrily.

  Jannar rolled her eyes. “I’m aware.”

  “Yet, your face is bare and hair a nest.”

  Jannar ran over to the mirror and saw her hair was indeed messy.

  As she combed her locks, King Jaho turned his attention towards Enu.

  “You’re dismissed.” He told him.

  Enu quickly departed the room.

  Once he was gone, the king took a seat on Jannar’s bed.

  “You know….” He started. “Enu is a man of eyes.”

  “And I’m a woman of eyes.” She mumbled back quickly. “He’s just fun…nothing more, father.”

  The king snorted.

  “He can look wherever he wants….be with anyone he wants.” She added.

  “Yet, I do not believe you daughter.” The king responded.

  Jannar smmed her brush on the table.

  When she turned around, her brief anger dissipated.

  She saw her father was holding a tiara.

  “Did you just build that for me?” She whispered, eyes wide.

  The silver tiara was adorned with orange gemstones. At the back of it, where the ends nearly meet, two cream strings were on each end. As the Incarnate of the God Sfin, Jaho loved building things out of his bare hands.

  The king rose from the bed and marched towards his daughter. He gently pced the tiara on her head and tied the strings together.

  Once he was done, he pced a soft kiss on Jannar's forehead.

  The affection caught Jannar off guard.

  “Get ready for the meeting, daughter. I’ll see you soon.”