Chapter 2

Meric woke to his wife's hand on his dick. Her delicate fingers were lightly stroking the underside of his semi-erect cock. His eyes drifted open. Megan's dark red hair spilled across his chest.

"Mmm, Didn't you get enough last night?" he asked.

"I only got it once, remember?" She lifted her head and her gray eyes flashed. "That lustful little thing got most of it. I want more."

"And tonight is not going to be enough for you?" He already knew the answer but had to ask the question anyway.

"No"

So saying she moved down his body, her warm talented mouth soon bringing him to full attention. After administering a wake up kiss to his dick, she rolled off of him and onto her knees. She thrust her ass in the air and wrapped her arms around a pillow, burying her face into it.

"Come on, big boy ... Come please your woman." Her ass wiggled saucily as she said this.

Meric got onto his knees behind her, grabbed her hips and, without seeming to aim, thrust himself balls deep into her already wet pussy. By the Gods! he thought, as he sank into her slick, silky canal, I love my ever-horny wife.

Holding her hips, he started to rock, sliding his cock back and forth. He noticed her arms stretching above her head, placing her hands flat against the headboard. Bracing herself, Megan started to push back, trying to get as much of her husband's dick in her as possible. They rocked in unison for a few minutes, Megan experiencing a mild climax in the process. Then Meric pulled out and rolled her over onto her back. He placed her feet flat against his collarbone, his hands behind her knees, and leaned forward a little so that he was driving downward into her. Pushing down on her body, he started her bouncing on the bed, causing her pussy to slide on and off his dick with little movement on his part. Once he got her into a steady rhythm he started to move his hips. Down as she came up, up as she went down. This caused the head of his cock to rub against her special spot. Also caused him to bury his dick as far as it would go, then withdraw it to the very tip of the head. These long, powerful strokes brought Megan to release quickly. One after the other, her orgasms broke upon her, leaving her shuddering and breathless. Then she felt his dick start to swell and begin to throb. Hard and deep he drove his cock into her, then with an extra hard slam, he buried it deep. She felt it pulse as his seed spewed out, coating her inner walls.

After he stopped twitching he rolled off her onto his side of the bed. She put her legs down and stretched. Rolling over, she kissed him on the forehead.

"Now that was a wake up call, honey. I am going to go clean up, want to join me?" With that she got out of bed and headed to the bathing room.

Feeling refreshed and wide-awake after that vigorous fucking and the bath, Megan followed Meric into the dining hall. Breakfast was laid out buffet style along the wall, then sit wherever you like at the long tables. No jugglers or minstrels this morning, only servants, visiting nobility and the King were present. There was no standing on rank for this meal just sit, eat, then go on about your day.

Megan grabbed some ham, bread, a hunk of cheese and a goblet of ale, then sat down next to Meric to eat. Right as they finished their food, and drank the last drop in their glasses, a servant tapped them on the shoulder.

"His Majesty requests your presence at the head table."

Wiping their mouths and dusting off their hands, Megan and Meric followed the servant to the throne-like chairs positioned in the center of the head table.

King Brent leaned back in his chair as he watched the couple approach. Such lovely red hair, he mused, and a body to match. Wonder if she would go for a tumble between the royal sheets. Probably not, he decided after seeing her lay her head on her husband's shoulder, what a shame. Megan felt his eyes on her and grinned to herself.

"My wife tells me you have traveled far from your homeland," Brent asked as they bowed before him. "Is this true?"

"Yes, your Majesty," Meric replied.

"You must be weary of the road then. Why don't you stay a few days before resuming your journey?"

"Your Majesty is too kind" Megan curtsied with her eyes demurely on the floor. "But we really must continue onward."

"Nonsense, stay ... wash the dust from yourselves and relax for a few days, I insist." Brent stood up and settled the robe of office around him. "Now that that is settled, I have other business to attend to. Please make yourself at home. You are free to go where you wish about the castle." With that, strolled off with his Steward at his shoulder.

"Well," Meric asked. "Shall we explore?"

"Oh lets," Megan replied in a husky voice.

Later in the afternoon Megan and Meric walked arm in arm through the garden maze. It was really quite lovely, with head high hedges forming a simple but elegant maze and mini-streams crisscrossing the pathways. Small alcoves containing low benches were scattered through out the garden. The streams collected into a pool in the center of the maze, with a gazebo built up in the middle. The water was clear and cool as the couple strolled across one of the four bridges connected to the tiny island.

"This is beautiful," Megan exclaimed. Meric just patted her arm and they continued on. "Oh, look at this." She tugged on his hand leading him to one of the alcoves hidden among the hedges. It had vines artistically hung to act as a curtain, between them and the twists of the pathway; it offered some mediocre privacy. Inside was a low padded bench straddling one of the smaller streams, allowing one to sit and soak their feet in the cool waters.

Megan pulled Meric inside and sat on the bench. It was low enough to place her face level with his crotch, maybe a little lower. Looking up at him, she got a mischievous look in her eye and an evil grin on her face. Tilting her head forward, she opened her mouth and nibbled on the lump in his breeches.

"Not again!?" Meric growled in mock anger. "You are insatiable."

"That's why you love me" By this time the lump had grown larger. His cock was now clearly outlined by the thin cloth of his breeches. Megan reached up and undid the points of his trousers and forced them down to his ankles. He cock was hard and proud, bobbing before her. It curved slightly toward the sky as she gazed lustfully upon it.