The next morning I woke up wrapped up in the blankets and Marcella. I pushed some of her blonde hair out of her face, and her blue eyes opened up to look into mine, a smile warming on her face. She was truly beautiful, just as all my wives-to-be were, but that was another thing I needed to plan for.
"Good morning, my king," Marcella said, and then kissed me before letting out a yawn.
"Good morning, my future queen," I said, and that made her hop on top of me, locking her lips to mine.
After almost an hour of sweaty fun, the two of us shared a shower before both of us got dressed.
"What are your plans for today?" Marcella asked as I helped her into her dress.
