Chapter 69 - Last Chance

"Y-do you think this place is bewitched?" Was the first thing that came to her mind, a silly thing to talk about, and Alexa reproached herself for stuttering and keeping up the witch rumors.

"Maybe," this was his reply, and now Magnus was taking off his shirt. The Prince's intentions to enter the hot spring were clear.

Alexa distanced herself from the edge, her heart racing painfully. Her stupid wish for him to come was unbelievable. The maiden just didn't know what to do with it.

"Still ..." Alexa turned to send the First Prince away, and found him naked on the edge of the hot spring, ready to enter. She blinked, shocked.

Magnus Von Wuttenfal was like a Greek statue, perfect, except for the scar on his chest. 'And ... that ... part down there is not the same, not really, oh!' No doubt that part was not the same as Greek old-style statues. The maiden didn't know whether to peer further or close her eyes.

'What did Lady Eudoxia teach about staring it? Do I look, or do I close my eyes? '

'It depends on the occasion ...'

'Oh!'

"Don't send me away," he said, almost at her side. Alexa cowered. It wasn't cold, and the damsel noticed she was shaking.

She glanced at him, speaking nothing. The maiden just didn't know what to say. Anything she said would be either stupid, or dangerous. But she didn't want him to leave. And he didn't want to go, either.

Then Magnus reached the rim of her tunic, which partially floated in the water, and deliberately, slowly, pulled Alexa toward him. The Prince didn't hold her by the body even when the maiden was in front of him, the bodies separated by less than a foot apart. Magnus drew her closer, dragging Alexa by the wet and sheer fabric of her undergarment, and held on to the delicate gauze as if he would never let go.

Alexa was now so close that she could see the details of his skin. His beauty mark close to his mouth, which the Greek maiden found provocative and charming. The veins in his arms. The light and shadow on the sculpted relief of his torso. And how Magnus' skin was getting grainy right before her eyes, apparently because they were getting closer and closer.

The maiden also felt her skin grainy and sensitive. Not out of fear, or cold, or disgust, as it had happened before. A warmth in her lower belly seemed to start to pulse as Alexa held her breath in anticipation. Her small breasts were getting sore from being so stiff, and… down there, Alexa had never felt this burning and the yearning to be touched.

Magnus and Alexa looked at each other, mesmerized. His eyes were so dark, then the Prince leaned in, his chin touched the maiden's neck, his face touched hers. Everything seemed to happen so slowly! Too slowly for the desire they bore. Just without agreeing they wished to extend their only chance for as long as they could. They silently agreed with that. That this was the last chance.

Alexa closed her eyes, feeling shiver without cold or fear. Just an inexplicable anguish that she wanted to put out of her mind.

The Prince and the maiden mustn't do that, but then they were touching forehead to forehead, cheek to cheek, nose to nose. Their eyes narrowed in anticipation. Not yet prepared to trust that the other would actually be there if they closed their eyes for a moment.

Then Magnus touched his lips to her lips, and took a deep breath, as if that were the best and most pleasurable thing in the world. The Prince's warm breath seemed to have something of a direct connection to Alexa's legs, which instantly weakened. He deposited kisses on the corners of her lips, as if they were precious, and the maiden's heart missed a few beats.

Then Lex felt the tip of his tongue playing with the slit of her lips. Moving forward unhurriedly and only delicately, with each gentle push getting that her lips parted and craved more and more of him. The Prince seemed to idolize every moment he could play with her lips. That was what the maiden felt. His tongue touched the tip of Alexa's white perfect teeth, provocatively, and then slid into her moist and warm mouth ...

The maiden didn't know what to do with the sensations and urgencies of her body. She wanted that sinful kiss entirely. She wanted more of that feeling of belonging, she wanted to mold herself to him ... Alexa dared to touch his tongue with hers, so that Prince Magnus knew he could, he indeed must, continue.

The maiden didn't know what to do with the sensations and urgencies of her body. She wanted that sinful kiss entirely, she wanted more of that feeling of belonging, she wanted to mold herself to him ... Alexa dared to touch his tongue with hers, so that Prince Magnus knew he could, he indeed must, continue.

He moaned into her mouth, seeming to have to adjust his body and then step back a little, to watch the damsel again with dark, longing eyes.

It was Alexa who grabbed the Prince's face with both hands, impatient, and pressed her lips against his, with an urgency that would be disapproved by Lady Eudoxia.

Finally pulling her clothes tighter, Magnus pulled Alexa fully against his body, while the maiden grabbed his hair to pull him down. The Prince smashed her against him, taking control of the kiss and devouring her mouth eagerly.

It was so strange and so good to be in his arms, and even when Alexa felt that Magnus was squeezing her buttocks, her ribs, her thighs a little…! It was good. She, who had laughed and mocked when Lady Eudoxia described the loving arts and imagined that a woman could never enjoy being hugged or held by a man! She wanted him to squeeze her more, and in more places! Luckily, he craved to squeeze her in more places too.

"Alexa ...! Please tell me to stop!" The Prince then pleaded, as he lowered his face to her belly, supporting the maiden by the hips. His hands held the rim of her soaked tunic, ready to lift it entirely. His path and destination were clear before, but this pause seemed like a last warning, a last thread of sanity and conscience.

The words seemed to penetrate the fog of pleasure and desire in Alexa's mind, bringing back the painful reality. Alexa blinked, dazed, and moved her body away from Magnus' for an instant. And the maiden understood that if she didn't say that now, she wouldn't be able to look the Prince in the eye anymore.

"Stop, please!"

Magnus turned, pulling away completely, his eyes closed, seeming to gather some willpower inside him.

Apparently, there was a boundary he did not intend to pass.

Alexa stumbled out of the hot spring, rushing her hands through her hair in a kind of painful trance. 'What was I doing? Am I going crazy?!'

The maiden didn't quite know how to behave after that, when they started coming back from the Queen Swan's hot spring.

They just didn't expect to find Blue Eyes waiting for them at the exit of the hot spring, escorted by the Prince's valet.

Father Agnello awaited them with a very, very disapproving look.