NOVPUBWith Naeku's acceptance, Erik smirked a little. "Good."
He slowly pulled his thumb out from between Naeku's lips and leaned forward to kiss her. The princess responded with a little more need and greed than before.
Abruptly, Erik broke the kiss off and turned around. He walked over to the chair. Behind him, Naeku blinked as the previous glassiness vanished. She gently touched her lips and watched him walk away. There was still a lot of confusion on her face. Her acceptance had come when Erik's actions made it harder to think, but now she began to doubt again.
She remained where she stood and started poking her fingers together. "This is so weird…" she muttered as Erik sat down on the chair and looked at her.
"Is it?" he asked, a smile on his lips as he conjured a glass of Emma's alcohol, now dubbed emkey. "I think it was inevitable. I remember you mentioned Leila's advice, about how the first intimate experience between two people will usually dictate their future."
He shrugged casually. "Honestly, she doesn't seem like the best giver of advice, but this was a good one."
Naeku pouted her pretty lips. "I shouldn't be letting you do this to me. I'm a princess! You're my husband!"
Erik tilted his head. "So?"
"I— It's just—" Naeku sighed, but didn't find an answer that would satisfy either of them.
"Don't think too much about it, Naenae," he advised, sipping his drink. "Right now, you are just a sub in a bedroom with your dom. There's no reason to worry, because all you need to do now is follow orders."
When Naeku still seemed nervous, Erik's tone became a little warmer. "If you're still nervous about showing me your body for some reason, don't be. I can already tell you're beautiful." He shrugged, "And even if you weren't, physical appearance always takes a backseat to emotion and sexual compatibility. At least, for me."
At that comment, Naeku found her confidence again. "That's easy for you to say when all your wives are beauties," she smirked as her hands found their way to her hips. "I'd like to see you marry a less attractive woman!"
A grin spread on Erik's lips. "Hehe, that's fair. I have been pretty lucky in that regard."
His voice hardened again, once more taking on a confident, domineering tone. "But that's neither here nor there. You've made me wait long enough. Strip, and show me the beautiful body of my newest wife."
"So mean…" Naeku pouted, even as excitement and lust began to burn in her eyes. Having regained her confidence, but also realising that a part of her wanted what he offered, her hands finally started to move.
Her Egyptian dress was specifically designed to cover every inch of her body. After all, she started the wedding in human form, which she wasn't allowed to show to non-family. So far, Erik had only seen her angelic, diamond-shaped face and was eager to see more.
First, she removed the linen gloves. They revealed slender, bronze-skinned hands.
Next, she started undoing cords and clasps. Usual Egyptian dresses were far more airy than this one, so it was essentially modified by adding a lot of extra layers… which actually made it perfect for the task Erik had given her.
After tossing the gloves away, she quickly made the thickest wad of linen fall to her bare feet. Shoes had never been included, as it was much harder to make those compatible with both werepanther and human form. Instead, the dress fell to the ground to obscure them.
With the upper layer gone, much more of her body became revealed. Long, shapely legs with the same beautiful bronze skin led to wide hips and a narrow waist.
Erik noted her breasts were on the smaller side, but he liked them in all sizes. Her human form was about a head shorter than his, and her shoulders were just as wide as her hips, giving her an hourglass shape.
As this happened, Naeku's eyes were trained on Erik. She felt nervous, but also hot. The heat inside her body worsened with every movement she made and every change she noticed in Erik's expression.
By now, there was only one thin layer to go before hitting her underwear. Linen flowed around her elegantly, and she truly looked even more ravishing than she did before. 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
"It's such a shame you're hiding all this from your poor subjects," Erik smirked as a teasing light twinkled in his eyes. "I wonder what they'd think if they could see you now?"
Naeku's hands paused, and a shudder went through her body. The heat inside her worsened even more.
"Oh? You liked that, huh?" Erik grinned victoriously. "You like the idea of showing them what truly hides behind your folk hero exterior?"
Naeku's cheeks, already blushing a little, started burning brightly. "S— Shut up!" she muttered, pouting, as she glared at him. "Y— You should focus on enjoying the show! Or something…"
Unfortunately, her own comment only made her blush harder, as the heat rose even further. Chuckling, Erik indicated with his glass for her to continue, then took a sip.
Naeku grumbled, but the rising heat made her pant a little. Her hands became a little more rushed as they removed the next layer. In moments, she was only left in lacy underwear and the headdress, which truly accentuated her assets.
Erik felt his cock harden in anticipation.
"I was right, you really are beautiful," he said as Naeku shuddered.
She didn't answer. Still looking at him intensely, she reached for the clasp of her bra. Yet, that was when Erik stopped her.
"Stop," he ordered with a small smile. "Do a little turn for me. I haven't gotten a good look at your backside yet."
Her hands halted, and her eyes widened. If she did that, she truly would be putting on a show for him. She'd be sensually stripping for her domineering… powerful… husband… who loved her…
A small part of her still resisted the idea of becoming too submissive, but it was not strong enough to deny the beat burning in her loins. Without a word, as her panting worsened, she slowly turned on her axis to show Erik what she was working with.
Erik's eyes lit up. There was a delectable curve in her back, and the wide hips fascinated a relatively large, but clearly tight ass that simply begged for a few slaps.
After returning to her starting position, she pouted at him, her fingers fidgeting a little. "Happy—?"
"Call me sir," Erik interrupted teasingly.
Naeku's eyes widened. She parted her lips to respond, but Erik continued. "Just try it out once. See how you like it. I won't order you to use it more often unless you like it."
Naeku gulped, swallowing her complaint. She fidgeted a little harder. Then, she scraped her throat a little. "H— Happy… Sir?"
Her eyes widened again as a shiver went down her spine. Erik noticed, of course, and grinned. "Good girl. Now, before you take off your underwear, take off the headress. I want to see your hair."
Surprisingly, his newest wife froze for a moment, and Erik raised a curious eyebrow. "Is somethin—"
"No, it's fine," Naeku responded, her eyes hardening resolutely. Slowly, she raised her hands to grab the headcover and started lifting it.
First, long, silky-black hair unfurled from being trapped under the headcover and dropped down to her knees. Then, her hands lifted further, and she revealed the reason for her hesitation.
Because what the ornate cat-ears of her headdress hid were the actual panther ears underneath.
