Chapter 204 - Alexa, the Succubus

The candlelight flickered when Magnus stood up, throwing his crucifix on the bed in a frustrated and angry gesture.

He had spent the last hour on his knees, and Alexa had no idea how she knew that. Was she dreaming?

And if she was dreaming, this was the best dream ever!

In fact, Alexa didn't usually remember her dreams after she woke up, but this one she wanted to record in her memory, so she paid attention to details.

He had bandages on his left arm up to his shoulder, and some purple marks on his chest and opposite shoulder, but he seemed unaffected by it.

His face was drawn and thoughtful, brows furrowed. The hardness of his expression made his face even more chiseled, and his Adam's apple moved from time to time, as if it were difficult to swallow whatever was going on in his mind.

Magnus reached out and let the towel around his waist fall, showing pain and placing his hand on his bandaged shoulder.

Alexa gasped.

This time, she didn't have to pretend not to be seeing all the glorious n.a.k.e.dness of Holstein's First Prince.

He was the perfect combination of the beauty of the von Wuttenfals and di Borghesis. The perfect male proportion and the symmetrical and sensual beauty in a single man, if Alexa had any knowledge of male beauty.

And of course, her body throbbed for his!

Running a hand through his hair, Magnus sat on the bed and threw his head back, eyes open, looking at the ceiling,

"My heart! You're alive, aren't you?"

'Am I 'his heart'? Is he thinking of me?!' She felt herself smile foolishly, and when he rested his head on the pillow, placing his forearm over his eyes, she wanted to sigh in the face of so much beauty.

'He is sad? Worried? Tired out? Or do I, in my dreams, hope he just thinks of me?' it was a selfish thought, fueled by Magnus' words at dawn on that beach. But Alexa couldn't get it out of her head.

Hesitating for just a moment, with light and silent steps Alexa got closer to the bed, and went up as sneakily as possible.

Now, kneeling beside him on the solid bed, she watched the rise and fall of his chest and taut belly which, even in a relaxed state, showed the muscles outlined as in stone.

Her gaze ran curiously down to his pelvis.

She remembered what she had seen at the source of the Queen Swan, but her mind could be refreshed! Her mouth parted and the heat again spread through her awareness of a body.

She still didn't know the name of it. Men gave it many names, as women did, too.

Lady Eudoxia used to call it a sword or mast, but Alexa always thought that it gave a violent connotation to the act.

Why, then, did she want more than anything today, to be impaled by Magnus's sword?

Oh! Damn lich and his Pandora's Egg, which made her have such perverted naughty dreams!

Since that was her dream, and Magnus would never know how perverted her mind was, she could touch him as much as she wanted, couldn't she?

The princess reached out to touch the outline of his hip bone in front of her, lit by the dim candlelight on the stand near the bed.

A few inches from Magnus's bare skin, her fingers stopped, when Alexa noticed how the fine hairs on his skin prickled just at her proximity. Just knowing the powerful Prince Magnus von Wuttenfal was so sensitive made her so excited! She wanted to squeal in delight!

Her own body was in a sorry state of arousal, but she wanted to prolong the dream as long as she could!

Alexa's fingers then moved forward and slid, following the contours of the muscles and tendons. Magnus's body tensed at her touch, and she heard his heavy sigh. Alexa felt herself smiling, pleased to be causing some pleasure to him.

She leaned onto his belly, placing a delicate kiss just below the navel, and another and another, realizing the overwhelming effect of her caresses on the Prince.

Carefully bringing her own body close to his, her small hand slid as far as the pubic hair began, caressing there, while her well-meaning and adoring kisses trailed towards his chest.

Alexa was sure he was enjoying it, Magnus's breathing had changed, it was labored and heavy. Of course, his mast left no doubt about his excitement at the moment. Her hand came up to finally touch the object of her desire ...

Everything was very fast, and in one moment she was kissing his chest and caressing his abdomen, and the next, Magnus had turned over her and was pointing a dagger at her neck.

Her back was on the mattress and she had the most fantastic view of those feline eyes searching her face, one of his arms crushing her chest so that she couldn't escape.

Although the simple touch of the skin on his arm on her small b.r.e.a.s.ts left her extra-sensitive n.i.p.p.l.es aroused, the pressure was likely to damage what was already so mediocre in her opinion.

He also became aware of this and his lips twitched in an evil smile,

"Witch, could you really fool me ...!"

'Oh. What a realistic dream! He would really react like that, all mean and stuff,' she blinked, lifting her arms to wrap around his neck, her eyes half closed, while seductively parting her lips ... and her thighs.

'Take me now!' she meant with a look, her face flushed with desire.

His face reacted to Alexa's seduction, and he hesitated for a moment, his Adam's apple swallowing again. Alexa could even see the sheen of sweat forming on the First Prince's forehead.

Then the princess lifted her chin, offering her lips and closing her eyes.

She felt her mouth being taken with pleasure, his tongue dancing inside hers, and she responded accordingly, pulling him close, even though she felt the tip of the dagger under her chin. Magnus groaned, and the arm that crushed her small mounds lightened the weight.

When he pulled away, abruptly, separating his lips from hers and removing the dagger from her neck, Alexa still searched her mouth in the air, like a goldfish, and arched her chest towards him.

"You look just like her, my God."

"Magnusssss ...!" Alexa whimpered, moving her hand from his neck to his chest, to caress him. Although he allowed it for a moment, Magnus slapped her hand, and turned her back to him, with just one twist.

Her mind went to extremes in seconds, 'OH! He's so strong and agile! Ouch! That hurt, why was it so realistic? And ... what is he going to do?! Is he going to kill me?!'

She felt it when he grabbed her ankles together and stood up, running a hand over her feet and calves quickly. Half of her body was lifted up and her nightgown came to her nose.

'Oops! What does he want ... Oh! Of course! He thinks I'm a succubus!'

Magnus swung the dagger nimbly in his hand, aiming for her chest, and Alexa placed her hand over her heart,

"Magnus! It's me! It's me, Alexa!"

"What the damn dream is this?!" the Prince's hand shook, and he got out of bed, grabbing the crucifix with one hand and pointing the dagger at Alexa with the other.

"Eh, there's no use trying to exorcise me. It's me, Alexa! Go back to bed."

"You ... died and you can't leave without ... regrets?"

"You should be happy for the second part ... But I didn't die," Alexa sat on the bed, extending her arms towards him. "This is a dream, my dream, and you don't have to be so realistic. Come into my arms, do with me everything I thought you wanted to do since the day I arrived in Holstein ... Please!"

"To hell with that! I'm sure I'm not dreaming!"

"Don't waste time, my love! I will wake up in Holstein, and it will have been a waste of a dream ... When will I dream of you again?"

Magnus approached the bed slowly,

"Alexa..."

"Yes?" she flicked her eyelashes lovingly, leaning towards him and cupping his face with her hand. Magnus leaned down to receive the affection, his eyes narrowed for a moment. Alexa then stroked his beautiful, dark mane, and tapped the mattress beside her with her other hand,

"Come on, my dear Magnus. Lie here and make me happy. But you shouldn't be so hasty, despite my own hastiness. This dream is very realistic and I don't want to feel any pain that wakes me from your arms… You know I really am a maiden," she explained.

"V.i.r.g.i.n Mary! So much nonsense, it's really you!" he opened his eyes.

"So, don't waste time, uhn? Take me until dawn!" she spoke boldly, this time leaning over to steal a kiss from his lips, while caressing his face.

"Alexa…"

"Come on! Come my love!"

He looked away,

"It would be everything I want most! But, even if it was a dream, I can't!"

"How dare you say such a thing! Your body tells me that you can!" Alexa pointed shamelessly to the visible state of arousal in the Prince's body.

Magnus grunted,

"You little crook! That's not the reason!"

"Don't you love me?"

This time, Magnus's eyes narrowed, and he pulled a sheet to cover himself. Alexa couldn't allow this, and grabbed the sheet by the other end. After a small tug-of-war, Magnus gave a tug that made the princess roll on the bed while he used the sheet to hide his n.a.k.e.dness.

Alexa, belly down on the bed, rested her face in her hands, and sighed,

"There's nothing there that I have not seen before ... although I have never seen ... like this!"

"There's nothing here for you now."

"No?"

"No."

"You have a lot of willpower, don't you?! That's annoying!" Alexa protested, slapping her hand on the mattress vehemently. This brought out a small puzzled laugh, accompanied by the Prince's furrowed brows.

"You are not dreaming, Alexa,"

"...!"