EVELYN

I first saw her from across the dining hall. At a brief glance I saw her profile and noticed her auburn hair pinned up and plaited encircling her head like a halo. She had a cute little nose and full pink lips. When she turned towards me I realized she was wearing the blue-gray uniform of a servant. She approached my table with a wine pitcher in her hands. She stopped at my brother first who was waving his goblet rudely at her, demanding a refill. After filling his cup nearly full she turned to me and asked if I wanted more as well. I almost forgot to reply as I was enchanted by the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. I recovered quickly and replied, “Yes, please. Thank you kindly.”
She graced me with a smile as she carefully poured wine into my goblet. I stopped her when it was about half full. “That is enough for me, thank you.”
She quickly curtsied and hurried away. I realized then I had forgotten to ask her name. I did not see her for the rest of the meal. I wanted to linger to see if she would return at some point, but my obnoxiously loud brother was giving me a headache. I returned at last to my own chambers and spent the rest of the evening reading. 
Over the next couple of weeks I saw her in passing, but never when I was alone. I soon learned her name was Evelyn and she was a fairly recent addition to our staff. A very beautiful addition in my opinion. 
I finally had a chance encounter with her in a hallway when I was alone and headed towards my Mother’s chambers. I startled her unintentionally when she was arranging fresh flowers in a vase on a table outside of the double doors to my Mother’s study. I stopped and greeted her, pretending to be interested in the flower arrangement she was making. I noticed a strange faint humming sound that seemed to emanate from her. I had never noticed that before. I looked her over quickly to see if anything about her appearance had changed. I noticed a golden bracelet with a small red stone on her left wrist. I moved closer and was positive that strange humming was coming from the bracelet. But how could that be? Only magical items made that sound and not everyone could hear it. I wondered if she was aware of it. Without thinking I grabbed her arm and brought it closer so I could see it better. 
She gasped loudly and asked what I was doing. “Where did you get that bracelet?” I inquired, sounding harsher than I intended. 
“It was a gift,” was her only response. 
A gift? No one would just give such a thing away. It had Runes engraved upon it but I was not sure of their meaning yet, as I could see them entirely. It appeared to be a magical talisman of some sort.
“No one would just give away such an item,” I replied.
“I did not steal it…hey, what do you think you’re doing?”
I managed to get it off her wrist. I did not mean to come across as an ass but I knew that is what she was thinking of me. I truthfully just wanted to study it. I was not accusing her of anything. I planned to give it right back after I had been able to read the Runes that ringed it. It was at that moment that my Mother flung open her door and called me, ordering me inside. I knew that meant she needed my assistance and had tolerated my tardiness as much as she would. I looked at Evelyn quickly and mumbled an apology before I turned to enter my Mother’s study. I knew Evelyn would not say a word because of who I am and who she is. I would have to get it back to her after I had a chance to examine it. I pocketed the bracelet as I greeted my Mother. 
By the time my meeting with Mother had ended Evelyn was gone. I knew where the servant quarters were located so I planned to return it to her later. I retreated to my own chambers where I removed the bracelet from my pocket. I turned it around slowly reading the Runes engraved upon it. Huh. They were Runes for healing. It was a healer’s talisman. My door was suddenly thrust open and my brother loudly bellowed my name. I winced. “No need to shout, I am right here!”
He simply told me it was time to go. I sighed and put the bracelet in a small wooden box on a shelf for safekeeping. I would have to return it to Evelyn later than I planned. I turned and followed Thor out of the room. 
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We returned a few days later just in time for my brother’s birthday feast. He ran off to his own chambers to shower and head down to the dining hall. The idea of having to be around Thor and his obnoxious friends while he boasted about our latest adventure appalled me. I was not proud of what I had done. I honestly just wanted to get clean and rest. I retired to my chambers where I showered to remove the blood and grime. I checked myself over for wounds. Nothing serious, just some superficial scratches on my legs. None of them required medical attention. After leaving the shower I realized how sore I felt. I decided on a long hot soak in the tub with some herbs for aches and pain. I went out into my room and retrieved the herbs from the cupboard reserved for my herbs and concoctions. 
I noticed nothing amiss so I returned to the bathroom and filled the tub with water as hot as I could stand it and the herbs. I climbed in carefully and settled back in the tub. I rolled up a towel to rest my head on. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, the water had grown cold. I drained the tub and got out. I halfway dried myself and wrapped the towel about my waist. I walked out to my bedroom so I could check the time. It had grown darker in my room so I took the time to light a few lamps before I checked the time. Thor’s party had been underway for the last hour. I guess I could make a brief appearance and at least say hello to everyone and get something to eat. I was feeling a bit hungry. 
I sighed, resigned to my fate and determined not to stay long. It was then that I suddenly became aware of the fact I was not alone in my room. I must have still been exhausted to not notice sooner. Good thing it was a familiar scent and I knew she was harmless. I grinned at the shadows. Well, well, the sweet little thing had come to me. Clearly she was unaware that I possess a heightened sense of smell. I scanned the room, turning slowly until I caught the direction of her scent. Over by the window behind the curtains. Really? Was she that obvious? I crossed the room to jerk the curtain back to reveal my blue eyed beauty kneeling on the floor. She yelped as I had startled her. I have no idea why that little sound aroused me so much. She stood up slowly and I looked her up and down, realizing she was a little aroused herself. I guess she liked what she saw. I decided to play with her a bit and see how far I could get with her.
I took a step back and gave her what I hoped came across as a playful grin. “You are Evelyn, right?”
“Yes sire,” she replied, sounding terribly nervous but standing up straight and taking a step away from the window.
“Well, Evelyn, what are you doing in my chambers? Are you not supposed to be downstairs serving at my brother’s feast?”
“I came to reclaim what is rightfully mine.”
She sounded more bold, but I could hear her heart pounding in her chest. I realized she was terrified. I could not allow that to continue. I wanted her sexually aroused, not frightened by me. I suddenly realized I did indeed want this beautiful woman. 
“Oh? And what might that be?” I knew damned well what she was looking for.
“It is a gold bracelet with a small ruby in the middle of it. It was a gift from my Mother before she died and was the only thing of real value she ever owned in her life.” 
Ah. Now it made sense. A healer’s talisman of power passed from mother to daughter. They were both healers…like a charm passed through the generations. There was no telling how old it was. I pretended to not know what she was talking about. “A gift from your mother, eh? What makes you think I would have it?”
“You took it from me last week and accused me of stealing it. Well I stole it from no one and I want it back.”
I was a bit taken aback. I had done no such thing! I never accused her of anything. I just wanted to know what it was and why she had it. I scowled at her and said, “So you came into my chambers when you thought I was not here in order to steal it back? You would look less guilty if you had just confronted me, been honest about how you got it, and asked for it back.” I am a reasonable man after all. 
She furrowed her brow and wore an annoyed expression briefly, I guess she realized I was right. She took a deep breath and said sweetly, “Please your Highness: I just want my bracelet back. It means the world to me. I promise to never wear it in the palace again.”
The pleading tone in her voice and the way she called me “your highness” aroused me and made me wonder what it would be like to have her begging me to pleasure her. So help me I was sexually aroused to the point of discomfort. I knew my manhood had to be poking up through the towel as I felt harder than ever. I decided to see what I could get from her. She would either submit or slap me. The thought of her submitting was much more enjoyable.
I ordered her away from the window and to stand in the center of the room. She obeyed quickly. I circled around eyeing her up and down. I definitely liked what I could see and wanted to see more. “What will you give me in return for the bracelet?” I asked teasingly.
She trembled ever so slightly and it crept into her voice as she replied, “I…I have nothing to give you, your highness. I work here because I am poor and my father was unable to marry me to a good man.”
Oh my sweet little girl, you have something I definitely want. Lucky me that you did not get married off. I replied instead, “I do not want money or trinkets. How old are you?”
Well, I had to be sure she was old enough to not get me into trouble with her father and mine. “I am twenty” she replied
Oh that will do nicely, but I wonder… “Are you a virgin Evelyn?”
“What is that sire?”
Oh yes, perfect indeed. I laughed coyly. “Have you ever had sex with a man?”
Her cheeks flushed and a squeak came to her voice when she said no. Now to make my proposition and see if she slaps me. “Then that is what I will take in exchange for your bracelet. I want your virginity."
No slap came and I was standing within slapping range. She stood there with a shocked expression, her mouth literally hanging open. An odd little sound came from her; like a combination of a gasp and squeak. I could smell her groin becoming wetter. She liked the idea. I laughed and moved even closer, confident now she would not slap me. “I rather like that little noise. I bet I can elicit other noises to escape that pretty little mouth.” 
Oh yes I want to hear her moaning in pleasure. Before she could recover her wits and respond, I kissed her passionately. I tried to convey how much I wanted her. I jerked the towel off my hips as I pulled her closer to me so she could feel my erection. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and caressed hers. She did not really respond to me. I withdrew and asked if she’d ever been kissed or seen a man naked. Her no came out as a squeak but I could feel she was excited by the possibilities before her.  
I stepped back and allowed her a moment to gaze at my body. I saw her pupils enlarge and could smell her arousal increase even more. It must be running down her thighs at this point. I decided to see for myself. I moved behind her and unfastened the maid uniform she wore and peeled it slowly down her arms letting it fall at her feet. To my surprised delight, she was completely nude underneath. I told her to turn around. I appraised her glorious body. I have seen plenty of women in my day, but she was the most beautiful by far. I reached out to caress her breasts as I told her she had a beautiful body. I ran my hands all over her and began kissing and trailing my tongue along with my lips. I could not believe how glorious she was and complimented her further. I brought my lips to hers and kissed her with all the burning passion I felt. This time, much to my delight, she returned my kiss. I drew it out for a while, until I absolutely needed a deep breath. 
“Good girl. You are waking up. Now are you going to come willingly or not?”
Another gush from her lower lips. Perhaps she just did. I moved behind her again to kiss her neck and stroke her breasts and abdomen with my hands. I decided to see for myself how wet and ready she was for me. I moved my hands further down and slid my fingers of my right hand between the flesh that concealed the little nub I knew would bring her tremendous pleasure. Oh yes, she was already soaked. I stroked her in circles slowly, teasingly, and she moaned softly. By the Realms I loved that sound. “Louder” I whispered in her ear as I changed how I rubbed her. She obediently grew louder with her moans and I rewarded her with faster strokes. She was so wet it was hard to keep my fingers centered on her pleasure zone. If she got this wet all the time I was going to enjoy her immensely. I could feel her orgasm building stronger, but it felt like she was holding herself back as if too shy to come for me. I encouraged her. “Do not hold it in. Come for me darling. Scream if you want to. There is no one to hear your ecstasy but me.”
Not that I care one bit who heard me pleasuring this beautiful woman. Finally I felt her shudders and a gush of hot fluid rush over my fingers. She practically screamed as it hit her and her knees buckled. I tightened my grip with my other arm to keep her from falling. I withdrew my hand and picked her up from behind and put her on my bed on her hands and knees. My cock was so hard it was painful and I wanted inside her to find my relief. I still slid in carefully, moaning myself and mumbling something about how tight she was. There was also the strangest sensation I had ever experienced during intercourse. As if something besides her inner walls was quivering around my cock. I heard her moan loudly as I began pumping into that tight wetness. Whatever it was, it seemed to enhance the sensations. I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to me as I fucked her with abandon. I needed that release in her. When it finally came I was shocked by how intense it was. I do not think I had ever had an orgasm quite like that. It ended and I pulled out of her, sitting on the bed next to her to catch my breath. She had collapsed onto her side, breathing hard from the wave of orgasms that had hit her at the same time. I finally managed to tell her she could have her bracelet back and where it was located. She slowly stood up as if she did not trust her legs to support her. She crossed to the box on the shelf and opened it. I saw her pull out the bracelet and slip it on her left wrist. She picked up her dress and slipped it over head. I got up and went to button it back up. I kissed the back of her neck and she turned towards me. I could tell she enjoyed it and she practically begged with her eyes for it to not be the end. There was no way it would be. I enjoyed it immensely and definitely wanted more in the future. If nothing else she would be a fun playmate for a while. I turned her around and gently kissed her lips. I withdrew quickly and said, “I expect a twice weekly performance of that my dear. You are a really good fuck.”
She blushed but smiled and quietly mumbled an agreement. She then left my room. I threw myself on my bed, on my back, and stared at the rafters above me. By all the Realms I wanted more of that woman. I had a feeling right then she would become more than just a sexual playmate. Before my mind could continue that train of thought, the exhaustion caught up to me and I fell into a deep sleep.