Maya and Dexter returned from their walk after a while. Unfortunately, they couldn't retire together as Dexter was summoned by his personal aide to attend to some urgent issues that had sprung up, So maya had to go to the chambers alone.

She was all smiles as she finished preparing for the night. It had been more than she had imagined. It felt so magical. Dexter loved her. She'd always known it but hearing him admit it had almost made her cry. After having her dinner and bathing, she'd planned to wait for Dexter but tiredness soon had a hold on her and she fell asleep instead.

She awoke to the feel of someone watching her a while later. Rubbing her eyes open, she glanced around the chambers, her eyes stopping at the Dexter. He stood at the edge of the the door, looking lost in thought. She sat up on the bed, about to smile at him when she froze. There's something wrong. There's something terribly wrong.

"Everything alright?" She finally asked when the silence became unbearable. Dexter glanced at her, a hint of surprise crossing his features.

"Did I wake you?" He asked as he walked towards her. She noticed he was still dressed in his ceremonial clothes, meaning it hadn't been long since he arrived. It was already late at night.

"I woke up on my own." She replied, staring intently at him. He nodded and methodically began to remove his clothes.

"You don't look it." Maya replied, then furrowed her brows. "What did Geoffrey tell you?" He paused, his body tensing. Something in his demeanor told her he didn't want to say it. Instead he removed the rest of his clothes and came to join her on the bed, laying his head on her shoulders. Closing his eyes, he let out a sigh.

Maya stiffened, lost for words. She began patting his curls, staring at him with a confused look on her face.

"I'll sort it out." He finally said, his voice low. Then, as if to reassure himself, added "I'm fine."

She didn't like that he isn't telling her anything but there's little she can do when he gets like this, so she kept quiet. Eventually he raised his head up, staring at her. Running one hand through her hair, he began to speak, a smile growing on his face.

"You kept telling me I was beautiful." He began, his voice low. "But did you ever stop to realize that I saw you beautiful as well?" He asked.

Maya stared at him. "What?"

Dexter nodded, a light chuckle escaping his lips. "The first time I saw you, I thought you were an angel?"

"That's ridiculous."

"But it's true." He rested his hands on her chin, swallowing. "I've always thought you were beautiful." He mumbled, sincerity coating his words.

"Really?" Maya's asked, her eyes teary.

He nodded. "I fell in love with you the first time I set my eyes on you." He said. Then he sighed. " I honestly don't want anything more other than you. And I can't bear to let anything happen to you."

Maya felt there was more to his words but she couldn't press him about it, instead she just stared at him. In an impulse, she reached out to kiss him. A soft, gentle kiss.

His lips were firm but soft against hers and though he wasn't reacting, it didn't deter her at all. Dexter only sath there, as stiff as a rock as she kissed him. As she started to pull away, uncertain, he drew her back, finally kissing her. Maya shuddered in relief even as tears filled her eyes. There was something different about the way Dexter was reacting to her and it was making her emotional.

Already ignited by his touch, Maya leaned in for more but he pulled away, hesitantly grabbing her waist. He seemed to be fighting with himself.

"I'm right here." She started to say. "I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." He only held on to her, not doing anything. Whatever was wrong with him? She didn't want to find out. Not after the evening they had together. If he didn't take the first step, she will.

Ever so slowly, she began to undressing while he watched. She continued till she was stark naked in front of him. He continued to stare at her, a dozen different emotions swirling in his eyes, the silence in the chambers deafening.

She saw the moment he made a decision. Grabbing her close, he took her lips in his. A soft sigh escaped her lips as he kissed her, immediately wrapping her hands around his neck. His body covered her and he began to kiss her, blanketing her. Maya reveled in the safety she felt from the act.

It's strange, how he can go from being cute and adorable to a savage beast when he's with her. But she didnt mind, she gave him her all. Grabbing unto him while he ravished her with kisses, her hands going beneath his tunic to caress his bare skin, she felt him shudder. He bit back a groan.

His breath became erratic, as he grew even rougher. Maya flinched when he bit the sensitive flesh beneath her neck, kneading her breasts. He pulled away almost instantly, removing the rest of his clothes till he was naked with her. Settling himself between her thighs, he stared at her. There were tears in his eyes and something more. Something she desperately wanted to get rid off. She reached up to kiss him but he held her down. His gaze immediately turned fiery.

"I–i won't hold back." He forced out, his voice hard. "Don't beg me to."

Maya wrapped her legs around him. Staring back at him, she whispered. "Then don't."

A broken groan escaped his lips before her resumed kissing her, grabbing her waist.

Her blood grew hotter, her mind hazy. His touch scorched her skin, his intentions loud and clear for her to understand. He'd always put her first when they made love but it looked like it won't be the case tonight. As he plundered her kisses, he already positioned himself between her thighs.

Rubbing against her once, twice, he drove in, thrusting all the way to the hilt. Maya didn't even get the chance to scream as that was swallowed by a kiss. The air around them blazed with heat as passion and lust mixed to become one.

It burned. Oh God it burned, Maya thought to herself as she struggled against him, tears stinging her eyes. She was so full it was uncomfortable. Dexter held back long enough for her to relax before resuming with his demands. he set her entire body ablaze. Her nails dug into his back as he unleashed his demands on her.

"The things you do to me..." He groaned close to her ears, sounding angry. Then he stopped. "This won't do." He muttered to himself. "Turn around." He growled. Maya obeyed instantly, lying facedown on the bed. He pulled all her hair to the side of her neck and grabbed her chin. Peppering kisses down her jawline, he shoved a pillow underneath her. Maya immediately rested her weight on it, her body trembling with carnal need.

Grabbing her waist, he hovered behind her before teasing her opening once again. Maya moaned into the pillow, subconsciously grabbing the sheets.

"Alright?" he asked, kissing her back.

She nodded, too wired up to speak.

"Good. " She heard him swallow before he began driving into her again. Maya but back a scream. "Oh God..." He groaned on top of her, his voice trembling. His hand snaked to her breasts and he began caressing them, teasing her nipples. He was yet to move inside of her.

Maya soon got lost in the pleasure and began pushing her hips against him, craving more. Only then did he lose all control, taking her like a crazed beast. Rendered immobile by his weight on top of her, she could squirm and writhe against him, overwhelmed with a dozen sensations.

Every plunge seemed to drive her higher til she was writing underneath him, desperate for a release. He didn't relent, not once did he pull his punches. Her body wound tight, it was almost painful.

She went from moaning to wailing. The only good thing was that he was groaning alongside her, mindless with pleasure. The chambers walls seemed to echo back their sounds of pleasure back to them. He claimed her over and over again, till there was nothing to give. And he demanded more.

"Dexter!!" She screamed when her release came crashing through her, almost taking her away from his hands. Her knees bucked and she fell to the bed, gasping for air. Her walls clamped tightly against him, pleasure akin to pain searing through her. Only, it was just the beginning.

Maya lost count of how many times she's come undone underneath him, each orgasm more powerful than the last and yet he was still going strong. She trembled all over, feeling fear for the first time since this night started. Laying exhausted on the bed, she tried to fall asleep when he picked her up once more.

"No.." she protested weakly, her body drenched in sweat. She was too tired to even lift a finger.

"One more time please..." He begged, caressing the oversensitive nub between her thighs. Maya felt herself grow liquid and she whimpered. "Let me love you one more time. Then I'll let you go."

"I really can't..." She started to say as he kissed her, his hard body trembling behind her.

"You can, you will. You have to." He muttered in a harsh breath, then turned her once more so she was hugging him. "I love you so much."

Maya sighed, it's not like she can refuse him. With half lidded eyes, she held on to him. She wanted to tell him go easy but she remembered his warning and swallowed the words.

Once he was sure she was ready, he slid into her once again. Soon the dull ache faded and pleasure began to fill her up. She clung to him, her body shaking. Her voice already hoarse from screaming, only soundless moans escaped her lips as he took her once more.

The second she felt the familiar building of pressure, she almost cried. It wasn't going to be soft and pleasurable. All the orgasms he had given her tonight had her legs quaking and this was one of them. Dexter grabbed her tighter as he felt his release draw nearer.

His thrusts lost their uniformity as he pounded through her, sweat dripping from her body to hers. Biting into his shoulders, Maya held her teeth there, as her orgasm took her away from his hands, releasing her soul. The last thing she heard was Dexter telling her that she was alright as she finally succumbed to the darkness, her entire body growing limp.

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Dexter stood at the edge of the bed, watching Maya as she slept, a frown on his face. His marks of possession in full display for him to see, Dexter let out a groan, embarrassed with himself. Maya on the other hand looked content, oblivious.

Oblivious, he wanted her to stay that way. He was already dressed for his duties but he knew better than to wake her up. Maya sighed in her sleep, snoring lightly. Yeah, there was no way he's waking her up.

A knock came on the door and he let out a sigh. Draping the sheets over her body, he walked out of the bedroom.

"Come in." He said to whoever was behind the door. Geoffrey stepped into the chambers, an impassive look on his face.

"Your majesty." Geoffrey greeted, his head bowed.

Dexter stared at him for a long time, not saying anything. When he finally spoke, his voice was curt, clipped. "Double up the security in the palace and prepare the soldiers. There will be an attack on the palace soon." He stated, hands behind his back.

"Yes, Your majesty."