Once more, Ernest proposed to her, waiting for her tacit approval of him. Even though he said his body was hot due to the love potion, it looked that Ernest was still in full control of his faculties. His attractive offer compelled Amber to nod in agreement in spite of her misgivings.
Surely, it was because of the pleasure his hot breath on her ear and his large hands on her breasts were inducing.
Ernest was beginning to skilfully capture her. Just to push her into his arms, he added,
'Do you think that anyone in this country would be able to scoff or look down at you when you become my wife?'
'Ernest…' How did he know of her plight? The first time they had any contact was tonight at the ball, and that was because of the love potion. It was as though he had read her mind and knew her heartache.
'I…' his offer was attractive.
She would be able to escape from Leticia and their constant arguments if she closed her eyes and accepted the situation.
But, Amber did not feel she was qualified to be Queen. She had manipulated the heart of the King with a love potion. Doing that to become Queen was a big sin she should never have committed.
Even though she thought this way, his offer was like a fragrant flower and she was like a bee tempted by the sweet scent of nectar it was giving off. Foolish Amber could not outrightly say no.
She looked at Ernest with eyes full of shame and tears.
But his eyes met hers and he growled, 'I do not like that expression on your face. It seems I would have to plant everything inside you.'
Ernest was a human; he could not wholly be a wonderful and wise person.
Amber had regained some calm and tried to escape the hot gaze that felt as though it was setting her ablaze. She tried to take his hand off her, once he was away from her, there would be no worry of her body being seen by him.
Amber breathed an inward sigh of relief, but then to her dismay, he said,
'Oh, you would like me to take everything off…?
'What? No, wait!!'
Without further ado, he undid her corset, whipped her dress, chemise, and drawers off.
'What are you doing?' she protested. She had been abruptly stripped naked as the day she was born.
But Ernest did not seem fazed by her discomfiture.
She curled up to hide from his lustful golden gaze that seemed to want to burn holes in her, but he dropped kissed up her back, sucking on her skin leaving red blooms across the white expanse.
He pulled her against him and whispered in her ear, 'My beautiful Amber, I love you.'
But Amber knew he did not love her, his affections were as a result of the love potion. Yet, she wondered why his words made her heart ring and her head cloudy like she was feverish.
Ernest turned her over with ease and wrapped his hands around her breasts. Amber' eyes widened and she gasped,
'Ah~ no~'
'They're firm like blue peaches before they ripen.'
'Ernest, don't say much…' Some things are better left unsaid, she protested in her mind. Her violet eyes were teary from embarrassment. But it just seemed to inflame him further. Every time he looked at her the lust in his eyes had grown and she felt like food before a hungry beast.
'Oh Amber, you arouse me so.'
'Eh...?'
'Your presence itself can stir me up, and I can't seem to help it.'
That's because of the love potion, she thought in reply. But her heart was accepting his sweet words, and the ferocious sparkle in his eyes was making her heartthrob. His hands slid up her skin to her red nipples.