章節 44: Shake Your Booty
(Recommended song: Shake Your Booty from the Chipmunks)
Theeya's jaw dropped as the song "Shake Your Booty" continued to play with Zaccheus grinding his naked bum to the beat.
She closed her eyes instinctively when he swirled around, facing her, but not before catching a quick look at his package. It was a respectable size. Big enough.
"Come on, darling, come on, join me. This is too good to just stand there staring at my bum," Zaccheus started bumping into Theeya's hips, encouraging her to dance along to the music.
She shook her head vehemently and kept her eyes shut. No way was he going to make her do the naked dance.
"Don't fight the feeling
Shake shake
Shake shake
Shake your booty, oh
Give yourself a chance
Shake shake
Shake shake
Shake your booty
You can do it, do it
Shake shake
Shake shake
Shake your booty
Come on, come on now
Shake shake
Shake shake
Shake your booty, oh," Zaccheus spun the still stiff Theeya around as she continued to close her eyes.
"Shake shake
Shake shake
Shake your booty, oh
Shake shake
Shake shake
Come on
Your booty
You can do it ha han
Shake shake
Shake shake," Theeya felt Zaccheus embracing her from the back as the song came to an end.
She finally opened her eyes and tried to wriggle out of his embrace.
He tightened the hug and chuckled softly at her futile attempt to escape from his tight grip.
"Hey, let me go. I am not dressed yet," Theeya pleaded.
Her eye balls nearly bulged out of their sockets as she felt his hardened member prodding her from behind.
"Zaccheus, you promised no sex until we find the cave," she whispered urgently as his mouth found a sensitive spot at the nape of her neck.
"Yes, no penetrative sex until then. But I did not promise nothing else won't happen," he continued licking her right ear lobe, sending shivers down her spine.
"Liar! You cheated!" She tried to wriggle out of his dead lock embrace, again to no avail.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Theeya sighed in relief and disappointment at the same time. Relief because it was getting too exciting and disappointing because she inwardly wanted it to be exciting.
"Ma'am, do you need our help to set your hair?" Came the voice of one of the maids they sent out earlier.
"Yes, please come in!" Theeya shouted loud enough for the maids to hear beyond the closed door.
Zaccheus reluctantly released his hands and walked over the wardrobe to grab a bathrobe to put on.
"Spoil sport," he whispered into Theeya's ear as he walked past her.
The maids entered and started working their magic on Theeya's beautiful brown tresses.
"What are your names?" Theeya asked.
"I am Mona," said the brunette with a dimple on her chin.
"My name is Amy," said the younger girl with dark brown curls.
"You look really young, how old are you?" asked Theeya, deliberately ignoring Zaccheus who went into his dressing room after seeing that she was not paying him any attention.
"In the equivalent of human years I am 18, Ma'am," Amy replied.
"Oh, yes, and what is your actual age?" Theeya was curious how a demon's age would translate to human years.
"About 400 odd years, give or take," she shrugged like it was not a big deal.
Theeya's jaw must have dropped again as Amy giggled.
"Mona is about 20, Ma'am. Ask her how old is she," Amy offered.
"And how old are you Mona?" Theeya finally found her voice.
"Around 500 years, Ma'am," Mona replied.
"Were you born a demon or were you turned? Like vampires. You are forever at the age when you get turned a demon?" Theeya's curiosity was further piqued.
"Master turned us long ago. We age very little since then," Mona replied.
Intrigued, Theeya had a thousand and one questions running through her mind but the maids were done with her hair.
It was done up in a chic chignon, exposing her long slender neck.
The maids stood beside the rows and rows of 200 dresses to choose from, awaiting her orders on which dress to try on.
"The violet one on the third row, fifth dress from the right," Zaccheus' voice boomed from his side of the dressing room.
"Yes, Master," the maids said in unison.
Mona pulled out the violet dress. It had an embroidered bodice with tiny blue butterflies. The empire line dress was simple yet sophisticated. It was tastefully sewn according to her own style. Theeya glanced at her husband who was grinning from ear to ear.
"Come on, try it on," he smiled as he prodded her to slip into the dress of his choice.
"I guess free will is dead," Theeya mumbled as she stepped into the walk in wardrobe with Amy and Mona who closed the door of the dressing room.
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