The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 83: R.18...Get lost.

Chapter 83: R.18...Get lost.

His question caught her off guard, she thought that he would just just do what he wanted, after all, consent was not exactly a thing in a world were women were swapped liked shoes when men lost interest.

Before she could respond, a light kiss was pressed to the side of her neck and Roland buried his nose there, moving it up and down slowly. The mood between then changed in an instant, going from zero to eighty percent sexually charge in a moment.

"I feel weird." she whispered.

"It’s the cake," his lips brushed over the back of he neck, "It’s my father’s favorite cake but one has something a little extra that was added to it. My brother either picked the wrong cake deliberately or he made a mistake. I guess this is the surprise Rina has for my father tonight?"

Sigrid felt her body heating up, a tingling sensation swept over her, overwhelming her senses a little bit at a time. Her pulse increased slowly as did the need to rip off her dress and Roland’s shirt and yet somehow through all of it, she was still capable of rational thought.

"She spiked the cake!" She exclaimed.

"An aphrodisiac was added, I believe." Roland confirmed.

He sounded a little too pleased as his finger traveled over her exposed collarbone and cleavage. "Now you know the real reason why I had the cake removed and stopped you from eating anymore of it."

His taste buds were very sensitive, as a member of the royal family and crown prince he was raised with the knowledge on poisons and medicines. It was an important skill for anyone that hoped to sit on the throne someday otherwise he or she could be killed through food and drink.

Sigrid moaned and arched her chest up, Roland’s nostrils flared and gulped. There was no solution for this kind of aphrodisiac, except for the obvious one. If he had known earlier what was in the cake, he would have stopped her and himself from eating, now, it was too late.

Roland lowered his hand and cupped one of her breasts over the gown, while she squirmed in the chair. She was feeling the effects of the aphrodisiac more than him because she had eaten a whole more of the cake than he did.

"I still want my horse returned." she whispered.

He looked at the forming beads of sweat on her forehead and laughed. "Do you really want to talk about that right now?"

He pushed her dress down and exposed her bare breasts which made his jaw drop, not because they were beckoning, but because she had been wearing nothing beneath the dress and her chest.

"Where the hell is your corset?" he asked harshly before his head descended and his mouth found one of her breasts and his teeth grazed one of the nipples which was hard and erect thanks to the cold night air.

"I..." she stopped and threw her head back when he bit the nipple.

Suddenly she was lifted up from her chair and found herself sitting on him, with no patience, she put her lips to his, thirsty for a kiss. Her breathing was shallow as was his, everything felt good, from his touch to the caresses on the wind on her bare skin. Her mind felt foggy, and all shed desired was one more touch from him.

Sigrid never thought kissing could be this wonderful but it was, delightfully so that she gave herself into the kiss more wantonly.

Roland did not hold back either, her grabbed her head and devoured her, his mouth moving over hers in a long deep kiss that made her quiver in pleasure and curl her toes.

They were so lost in the kiss that she did not hear the sound of her dress being ripped or realize that they were not alone, the knights and maids were in walking distance. They had turned around to give the couple some privacy however.

Just as things were heating up, a voice cut into the couple’s passion. A maid from the main castle was trying to come closer to the couple but Brolin was holding her back so she decided to loudly shout what had brought her over."Your highness, lady Emmah is..."

Roland raised his head and growled out, "Get lost."

Immediately, he went back to kissing Sigrid. His voice was deep and strong, the command in the tone was could not be doubted. It frightened most of the maids but the knights that were not new to the quick tempered side of Roland were unbothered.

"But..." the maid started in a tiny voice.

Hardly had she voiced what she wanted when Brolin put a hand over her mouth, threw her over her shoulder and run away, taking very long strides. Cosmos sent away the other maids and knights.

Some found their way to the roof, others made their way into the cabins around the lake house and a few entered the house, they continued to peek through the windows, protecting their masters from a distance.

Roland and Sigrid had forgotten where they were, the outside world was all but a blur to them, a beast could have risen from the lake and they would not have noticed, nothing mattered but each other and putting out the flames of passion that were burning them from the inside.

They moved from the chair to the the table, sending the wine jars and glasses crushing to the floor, but they did not notice either. Their tongues were mingled and their temperatures quite high.

As soon as Roland had Sigrid on her back, he raised her dress, bundling the bottom half around her waist where the top was. Something flashed through his mind, a thing that had had seen done once and whispered about, there were many things he wanted to try but at the moment, he was pulsing with need and he could not wait.

He parted her legs and ripped off her undergarments, he unzipped his trousers and removed them quickly.

"Sigrid..." he called her name and he tugged on her thighs, drawing her closer to his very erect phallus.

She moaned in response as his fingers found her folds, that were already drenched and bumped against her clit. Sigrid was sure that she would lose her mind if he did not do the needful immediately, her body was very charged and demanding.

"Hurry." she cried out in a whisper.

He heard the plea in her voice and pushed himself up, thrusting deep, stretching her as much as he could. There was no loud cry from her this night, she shuddered in pleasure instead. A new wave of deep urging hit Roland and he pummeled her, moving harshly and quickly.

The table shook and creaked, objecting to the weight of the couple, Sigrid’s screams and Roland’s hoarse moans were carried by the wind, over the lake and into the trees.

This was the sound that was heard for hours until dawn started to break and he carried her inside for some much needed rest.

When the sun started to rise, Lanai and other maids gathered around what remained of the blueberry cheesecake. They had heard from Cosmos about an aphrodisiac being added to the cake and they were curious.

Lama wanted a taste but Bella slapped her hand away and glared at her.

"But it’s from the mage farm." Lama whined.

Milly, another maid giggled, "Did you not see or hear what happened to the crown princess? The crown princess was really merciless, I don’t think she will be able to walk for a week."

"What in the blazes did the secondary consort put in here?" Lanai quizzed the other six maids.

They all shook their heads, some were lost in wonder and others in fright, whatever it was, it was either really good or really bad.

"Well, find out, the crown princess might need it again in future." Lanai said.