How I Accidentally Built a Kingdom Chapter 9 - Intimacy... Finally!

Now today we’ll get back to our story.

Daniel actually told that I shouldn’t get into the details of our intimate ti in the inn that day, but honestly, what kind of wife would I be if I didn’t brag about my husband’s more romantic side?

I am going to tell them what a sweetheart you are.

Oh honey don’t act like you don’t want people to know that.

You go around collecting new bit— I an "sister-wives" for like they’re candy, this’ll only help you with that.

Yes, well two of them, other than myself, are still a collection!

You didn’t need three wives, I was more than enough!

Fine! I’ll let it go... I’ve made peace with it anyway.

***

In that mont of pure bliss I felt while kissing Daniel for the first ti, I knew that everything was over.

I knew that in only a little more than a day, I had fallen completely and utterly in love with this man.

I had always heard stories from the maids about how love at first sight existed, how sotis it wasn’t a slowly building fla, but an insane inferno that catches you completely off guard.

And it seed that I had been caught in the blazes of that inferno.

The joy, and comfort, I felt when he placed his hand on my cheek to hold in place as he explored my lips nearly overwheld .

Every mont of that kiss was pure bliss for .

It wasn’t long before the angle of our positions was starting to tire out, so I made a move to redy that.

Unfortunately for the inexperienced Daniel, that ant that I decided to straddle him. Which caused one of the cutest reactions I had seen from him to this day, he completely froze.

He didn’t breathe, didn’t continue our kiss, he didn’t even blink for a few monts.

And this caused sothing to happen that I hadn’t experienced in years.

I burst out laughing.

It wasn’t the fake laugh I had to practice in courts, it wasn’t a laugh of derision, it was a genuine full bellied laughter.

The sound of which finally snapped Daniel out of his stupor.

He gently brushed my hair behind my ear, cupping my cheek again, wiping the tears from my eyes with a thumb.

"You’re even more beautiful when you laugh." he whispered to .

Before I could respond, he leaned forward for another round of intense kissing.

Before that night both of us might have been completely inexperienced, but we were both pretty quick studies when it ca to kissing, and the amount of practice we had in the next couple of hours made it all the better.

I don’t know how much ti passed before we finally awoke from the passions of our intimacy. But finally I found myself lying on his chest, tracing small circles on his chest.

"Did you expect this to happen when you brought into your room?" I asked.

"Of course I did... I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist my charms." He answered with that fake smug smile I had grown to love in the short ti we had known each other.

Every ti the man opened his mouth he said sothing that made either fall more in love with him, or laugh, which had the exact sa effect.

"You’re a terrible liar, you know that?"

He turned his head just enough to kiss the top of mine.

"I do know that," he started, as he pulled even closer to him. "But I also know that I would never lie to you about anything that was actually important."

Since we had started talking like this, I hadn’t been able to stop smiling.

"But if you want to be completely honest with you, all you have to do is ask."

I looked up into his eyes to find them looking back at with absolute trust, and the promise of honesty.

I knew that I could ask him anything at that mont, and he wouldn’t hesitate to tell , and it would be nothing but the truth.

If it was possible to fall even more in love than I already was, it definitely happened in that mont.

I didn’t need to ask him anything more, I didn’t need to know anything more, just the fact that I knew he would never hide anything from ... that was enough for .

***

I hope you didn’t think that I would actually go into detail about our love making.

Because that is way too personal for to tell a bunch of strangers about.

Even Daniel, who is a complete braggart, agrees with about this.

Of course you are a braggart.

But you’re a sincere braggart.

You’re our braggart.

And we wouldn’t change you for anything.

Now I know this session was a bit shorter than usual, but we have a lot of important etings scheduled for today, so we’re going to have to cut it short for today.

And just because my husband asked very nicely, he’s going to tell the part about teaching him magic tomorrow.

So you should prepare yourselves for his endless tirades about how aweso he is— Even though he actually is that "aweso" it’s not necessary for us to give him a big head.