King & Kween Kang (The Rise Of Kang's #1)

Chapter 27

Last Night In Joseon

A couple of weeks later as the night settled over the kingdom, signaling King Tae-Han's last evening in Joseon before departing for Jamaica, a bittersweet atmosphere lingered in the air. In their private quarters, Queen Asora sought to comfort her husband, understanding the mix of emotions he must be experiencing.

"Han, I can sense the sadness in your eyes." The Queen spoke. The King's eyes darkened as he heard his nickname, one that made him want to devour her whole. "My husband, you had me all this morning until noon, please at least have a conversation with me before you pounce on me."

The King chuckled as he opened his arms, "Then refrain from calling me that so I can pay attention." The Queen giggled as she laid into the bed, snuggling into him and giving him a small kiss on his neck which caused to him shiver.

"Tonight is our last night in the kingdom before we embark on our journey to Jamaica." Asora said. "But I want you to know that although we will be far from Joseon, the experiences and the people you will encounter in Jamaica will leave a lasting impression on your heart."

King Tae-Han sighed, his shoulders slumping with a mix of anticipation and longing for his homeland. "Asora, it's not easy for me to leave. This kingdom has been my home, and the people here are like an extended family. I worry about how they will fare without me."

Queen Asora approached him, her eyes filled with compassion as she enveloped him in a warm embrace. "My love, I understand your concerns and the attachment you have to Joseon. But you will come to love Jamaica just as deeply."

King Tae-Han leaned further into her embrace until she was holding him. He looked into her eyes, his voice laced with curiosity. "Tell me more about your people, your homeland. What can I expect when we arrive in Jamaica?"

Queen Asora's face lit up with an affectionate smile, "Jamaica is a land of diversity, a place where I know my children won't face as much scrutiny because of the color of their skin. And the beauty of our island lies not only in its stunning beaches and lush landscapes but also in the richness of its cultural heritage."

King Tae-Han listened intently, his curiosity piqued, and a glimmer of excitement sparkled in his eyes. "You will be captivated by the rhythmic beats of our music," His wife continued. "The tantalizing flavors of our traditional dishes like jerk chicken and ackee and saltfish, and the vibrant celebrations that bring the community together. Our people are resilient, proud, and full of life. They embody the spirit of Jamaica, a spirit that will welcome you with open arms."

"Thank you, Asora," Tae-Han smiled. "Thank you for sharing your passion and love for Jamaica with me. Your enthusiasm is always infectious, and I eagerly anticipate experiencing it all alongside you. But I also recognize the bittersweet feeling of leaving behind the familiar comforts of our kingdom. It has been your home for several months, and I cannot overlook the homesickness you must have felt during that time."

Queen Asora nodded her gaze tender and understanding. "Indeed, being away from my people for so long has been challenging. But I have found solace and strength in your presence. And now, as we journey to Jamaica together, I am confident that we will create a sense of home wherever we may be."

King Tae-Han drew Queen Asora closer, his embrace conveying both gratitude and understanding. "Your love has given me the strength to face the unknown, and I am eternally grateful for your presence in my life. I love you more than you'll ever know."

With those heartfelt words, King Tae-Han leaned in to press a tender kiss against Queen Asora's lips. But the Queen wanted more as she whined and pulled him back against her lips, Tae-Han watched her eyes begin to haze over as she whispered. "Han..."

The King growled, "You have become quite the temptress." Quickly he began to pull off his and her clothes, soon moans and claps were heard in the room.

"Open your eyes," Tae-Han ordered, but the Queen couldn't as she worked through her first orgasm.

"Open. Your. Eyes," The King said thrusting at each pause, the last thrust hitting her so deep, that it forced her eyes open, and the Queen began to cry because of the pleasure.

"Don't cry now," The King smirked. "You wanted this, didn't you?" The Queen didn't respond as she looked down at where they were connected.

Carefully, while still in her he turned her until her back was laid against his chest, and they both were on their sides. Asora shuttered causing her to clench her husband, and that made him release himself into her.

But Tae-Han was annoyed, he wasn't ready yet. So slowly but deeply he dove into her folds again, and Asora couldn't help but gasp. "Y-you are g-going t-t-too deep," She whined trying to push his hips away, but really, she enjoyed it. Her body was fighting itself, one wanted to lay there and be devoured and demolished, while the other side wanted to escape from the overstimulation.

"I know you like this," Tae-Han whispered in her ear, he then pulled her chin back to him, so he could see her face. But on seeing her face, he had to stop his hips from moving. His wife looked like a woman in heat, her cheeks were blushed with red, her eyes watery and her lips wet and swollen. "If you dare ever look at a man like this, or even try to look at another man in an adoring way like this, I will make sure you never leave our bed for a whole month."

The Queen started to cry again, and the King couldn't help but laugh, "Why do you always cry when we make love?"

Asora sniffled, "My whole body feels fuzzy and warm, and I have this fire in my stomach, and it's begging for you to take me until I pass out. And quite honestly every time I'm with you I feel like a whore for some reason, and I get so embarrassed in front of you."

The King stopped smiling and drew his hips back before slamming into her, Asora silently screamed, and went cross-eyed. "How dare you say that about yourself? You are my wife." Thrust. "My lover." Thrust. "And my Queen." Thrust. "Not my whore. Understood?" The King growled lowly.

The Queen whimpered, "I just want to be filled up."

The King felt himself start to harden even more, "You want me to fill you up?"

The Queen almost came on hearing this new nickname, "Yes." She moaned as she closed her eyes.

Tae-Han started back up his slow but long and deep thrust, "Are you asking for me to breed you Asora?"

On hearing the word 'breed' Asoras toes began to cross each other and tighten. "I don't even care if I'm pregnant anymore." Asora cried as she opened her eyes to stare at her husband. "I need you to just take me until I cool off until I am stuffed and full."

Any control Taehan had was gone after hearing her intimate words, roughly he pulled himself out of her and stood up pulling her with him. Her knees buckled but he carried her to the mirrors in the corner of the room.

He pulled her hips to his before bending lower and pushing up into her, as he stood tall Asora was forced to stand on her tippy toes as she held on to his left arm around her waist for support. "You see how you look taking me?" Asora looked in the mirror and felt herself starting to tighten against him. She couldn't believe how she looked, but she loved it. She loved how domesticated she felt, she felt happy.

Tae-Han took his right hand and placed it around her neck, and pulled her until her back was fully against his chest. He lowered his lips to her ears and bit them slowly. "Listen to me carefully the moment I start pounding into this pretty flower here, I won't stop, even if your words are garbled and you drool, I won't stop."

Asora took her right hand and pulled his right hand, which was wrapped around her neck, up by her mouth, she took his index finger and put it in her mouth as she stared into his eyes through the reflection. "Then don't stop, don't stop until I'm unconscious."

Tae-Hans eyes widened before clamping his mouth on her neck, and soon the slaps of their skin and the Queens cries echoed in their room and throughout the Gyeongbokgung.

"What a great way to end my last night in Joseon."