A meeting was convened in the throne hall to determine the future of Crescia. Alexander and Isadora were invited too as they had a say in some of the decisions to be made.

Alexander lay in the sheets, his naked body against hers. He could see her in the morning sunlight that came in through the open windows of the room they were in. She looked so beautiful when she slept, and naked. Her body looked glorious and he had to admit she had some distinctive changes.

She fluttered her long eyelashes to catch him staring at her, a scene she had never expected in the morning. She placed her hand on his chest and smiled at him seductively.

"I want to always be waking by your bedside forever," she said and felt his manhood range on her thighs. Gods! She was already aroused, this early in the morning!

"Look what you’ve done," Alexander said, grinning from ear to ear. "My little monster is looking forward to be fed."

Isadora didn’t flutter as usual. She was now getting accustomed to his naughtiness, and she had gained confidence from the moment she took charge on the dragon’s back.

"We have a meeting to attend Alex. You can’t put me in bed all day," she said but Alexander smiled sinisterly at her statement.

"If I could spend the rest of my days, then it would be in bed with you, making countless babies," he grinned at her and moved slowly so that the tip of his manhood rested on her opening. She let out a stiffled moan trying to suppress it as there were guards standing by the door.

"What do you think?" Alexander asked enjoying the little torture he was administering to her. And as if that was not enough, he rubbed his little monster against her clitoris, her breath hitching as he grinded slowly on her surface.

Isadora couldn’t think straight. All reason had left her mind, and pleasure replaced it. The feeling of his grinding manhood against her flower garden was so pleasurable than him being inside. She didn’t know such a simple action could turn her damn wet, and she wanted him in!

And before she knew it, her hand had grabbed his length and led it in her flower garden. She moved her hips to accommodate his length and when he didn’t move, probably due to shock, she pushed herself back and forth and heard him groan softly in pleasure. She had him to blame!

Alexander had never felt this better. Whenever she was in control, he felt pleasured by her, her hips grinding on his manhood’s created a wave of intimacy he had never experienced before.

He lifted her and stranded her between his legs that she was sitting on top now, her hands resting on his chest. He held her waist and guided her taking both of them in a wave of ecstasy before she lay beside him panting.

"That was quick," he said in between his breaths. A white liquid was sprayed on her thighs and Alexander was quick to notice it. A smile lit his face and kissed her on her forehead when a knock sounded on the door.

"Your presence is required in the throne hall Your... Majesties," the knight announced.

"They know you are here?" Isadora asked, covering herself with the sheets as if the knight had walked in.

"Shouldn’t they?" Alexander asked. He stood on the other side displaying his chiseled body in the morning sun. Isadora didn’t look away and admired her god in human form. He moved across and took her with the sheets still around her.

"Let’s give Her Majesty a bath, shall we?" He asked grinning as if she had given him the permission. The tub was already filled with warm water, thanks to the Arcadian maid who had filled it that morning.

Alexander unwrapped the sheets around her and watched her body but there was nothing lustful in his gaze. He placed her softy on the floor as if she’d break. Surprisingly, she stood there without blocking her body’s view with her hands. She let him watch to his fill.

"You look lovely," Alexander commented. He lifted her again and placed her in the tub, smoke instantly fleeing from her flawless skin. He took the scrubber and applied some soap which he rubbed against her body lightly.

He began with her hair which he soaked in the water and gently squeezed before rinsing with another jug of water. His next part was her neck, down her chest which she felt he gave more attention than the other parts. All through, he was serious, not a smile on his face but just a calm expression.

His movements were fluid as he scrubbed her legs and up her thighs. Isadora felt a tingling sensation when the scrubber rubbed against her opening, and his skin. And as if he had noticed her moan softly, he inserted a finger and watched a reaction smiling evilly as he thrust in and out.

"You are all good." She stood stark naked and he seemed pleased by his work before he handed the towel to her. She wrapped it around her waist, water dripping from her alluring body. It didn’t occur to her that Alexander had cleaned her completely naked.

"My turn now," she said and grabbed him by his hand. She led him to the tub and filled it with the warm water that was beside the tub with a bucket. She grabbed the scrubber and straightened his head, the same smile on his face all the while.

She cleaned him, his silky hair first, then his tout muscles, her hands gently stroking his abs as she seductively watched him groan in satisfaction. But she was yet to reach the spot she wanted. Just like him, she first cleaned his legs traveling upwards until her hands rested on his hard rod. She gently squeezed his balls earning another groan from him, her hands now wrapped around his ranging manhood. She moved rythmically, stroking him up and down, his sweet groans filling the once silent room.

When she was satisfied, she rinsed his hair and clapped as if delighted by her work. "You’re all clean!" She exclaimed like a little child.

"Let’s not keep them waiting," Alexander said stepping out of the tub. With water running down his body, he looked more seductive, a feast to her eyes.

"I wish this would last forever," she said, resting her face on his wet chest.

"So do I," he whispered back, placing his strong arm around her curves.