“Explode for me, baby, let me have your first orgasm, pour it in my mouth.
“Is he serious about me pouring in his mouth, is it pee on its way, fuck, did he really mean what he just said, not at all, I made an attempt to lift my back slightly but he pressed me against the bed, he was way stronger than I was. I stopped to resist. “Alaric!” I steamed, not able to take hold of myself and what I was about to spill. “Cum for me, my fox.” “Alaric… I yelled, fluids rushed from my sex, and I did not even know what just occurred. What just happened?” I asked while my heartbeat echoed in my ears. He let out a grin as he looked at me, Gosh, all the fluids that rushed out were all over his mouth and he took them all in. “I like your first orgasm, baby!” Oh heavenly God, what is all this that I am doing?. This man is leading me to trouble. He really wants me to go to hell. “It's about to burst again, Alaric.” “Cum for me, baby, I had started to love it. I screamed his name as I burst again. He switched on the TV set, stroked me with his hands and started searching for sex sites. He asked me if I had the strength to take him. I took the remote from his hands and I switched off the TV. I stripped him off his underwear. Well, I had someone who was good at bed activities, Chloe. She had taught me how to suck a guy. She taught me by using a banana, but I cannot disclose this to him. I locked my lips against his as I focused on him. I needed to be certain that the feeling was mutual. I started off with the cap, just as Chloe had taught me. I started with the dickcap. I put it into my mouth while I sucked like my life depended on it. He moaned softly. I was all over the moon. That meant that I was doing it correctly. Chloe had told me to attempt taking his cock all in, but with how big he was, I couldn't do that. I massaged his shaft, applied spit all over, and then I began to suck it again. I increased the pace at which I was sucking him. I reached for his balls and placed them into my mouth. He put his cock into my mouth again. I had his cum all over me and poured it into my mouth. I gulped down his cum in the same manner he gulped down mine and he was astonished. “You do not seize to amaze me, my fox, you just made me release.” I circled my legs around his waist as he raised me up. Compared to Javier, I was just a piece. He carried me like I was just a paper. “He positioned me on the bed. He gave me yet another kiss, locking his tongue against mine, requesting for access, and I gave my consent. Goosebumps were all over me. I noticed how he was smiling at me, he held unto his cock as he fondled himself. I wanted to know why he was stroking his cock but he just smiled and said “Are you getting prepared, sweetie?” He dipped his face at the center of my thighs again, then he reached for my hot box using his tongue. I held onto the duvet, trying to tear them apart. Since I had no control over myself, I screamed his name as he kept on licking me with his tongue. I bursted out loud, “Alaric” I yelled. I sensed that he had positioned his dick at my entrance. “This is not going to be all rosy, but do not worry, it will be brief. I hope you are willing to do this?” I nodded positively. “Right now, my fox, I need you to maintain eye contact with me. Focus on me as I make each thrust. Do not take your eyes off me, not even for a second. Should I go ahead?” He asked again and again. I then nodded. My eyes got broadened. I could feel that he now had his dick inside of me. I cried out. I was astonished while I maintained eye contact with him. He gave me some time to get familiar with his shaft. He dipped his face on my chest for seconds then he began to suck my nipple. I got drenched in my own fluids almost immediately. He swung one of my legs across his shoulder. He started to thrust in and out of me calmly. I cried out when I noticed he was going all in on me. We both maintained eye contact. He increased the pace at which he was thrusting me. I could literally feel his crotch in my lungs. I wasn't able to breathe properly. He began to pound me even harder. I didn't know how I should have reacted. I cried out. I held onto home and I could hear him moan. As he feasted on me, he turned me over, and my ass was facing him directly. He spoke quietly. “Fuck,” be said turning to me as he gave me a kiss on my forehead. I got soaked in sweat. He requested that I get off the bed so he could replace the bedsheets. Bloodstains were all over the bed sheets. The stained bedsheets were removed and replaced with new ones. We both chatted. He asked me what I do for a living once again. Does he not remember that I had already told him earlier? Was the forgetfulness a result of how sweet my pussy was? Does he even remember my name? I smiled and I replied for the second time that I own businesses. He looked at me to be sure of what I was saying. He reminded him that I was 25 years old again, and he answered by telling me that he was 35. I wasn't comfortable, but I believed I was younger than he was. I informed him about the kind of businesses I own. He climbed me. We had sex countless times throughout the night. We fucked until it became unbearable. I could not even recall when I got lost in sleep; his heartbeat echoed in my ears as I laid on his chest. I wished I could be in that position forever. It screams peace, I had already fallen in love with this guy. What I felt for him was something I could not trade for anything.The silence that ensued after Elowen left the chamber was worse than her presence. It wasn't a silence that brought comfort, it was one that pressed itself against my lungs and coiled around my bones.Her last words kept re-echoing in my ears, burning like frostbite. Freedom is an illusion.I kept my gaze on the chamber door long after it was closed, just as if her shadow stood there, expecting me to falter. My hands were trembling as I placed it at the table’s edge. So much has been uncovered.Yet, the facts remained undeniable. She was aware.She knew a lot beyond the council, alliances and duties. What I wanted to remain a secret and finally be seen by her. I have been betrayed by Alaric's name, and it was evident even in every breath that I drew.I couldn't help but admit how deep the betrayal had cut into me. She had gotten those facts from someone, a spy that was within. The chamber has never been my own private room, it was another prison in disguise.I exhaled slowly, but it e
I had always believed that stillness was comforting. The sound that came from the rustle of the branches and the hum from the unseen creatures had always felt like a shield, a veil that had covered and protected me from the world. Even though my chambers were overwhelmed in stillness, It was that kind. It was overwhelming, heavy and filled with unsaid truths that I wasn't ready to deal with.Every part of the council chamber replayed in my mind, the silent whispers, how Elowen was using her eyes to search through the room, every murmur of Alaric’s name dragging me back into the storm that I still struggled with.Alaric.My chest aches as I remember his name. The summit should have ended the fragile connection, the fragile though undeniable thread of recognition that we had. Now, his presence still remained with me.I placed my palms on the table that was before me.“I cannot afford this,” I whispered, though there was no one in the room to hear.But the words tasted hollow.The words
The forest had engulfed me.I took each step softly but I heard them in my ears, even though I tried to move silently and unseen. My cloak became my second skin. It clung roughly to my skin and my cheeks were burnt by the cold night wind. I struggled with the thought of looking back but I couldn't. Looking back could bring back memories of the walls of the palace, the chain, the voices, the blood I had shed, the man I had once thought a saviour who had almost become my destroyer, back to my mind.I was convinced that this was freedom but I couldn't help but wonder why it felt so heavy.The silver blade, thin-like moon that was above which cut through a sky that seemed to bleed darkness. My chest tightened at every snap of a twig and the distant cry of an owl. My thoughts echoed more than the forest. They were chasing me, whispering doubts to me.You ran. You left without saying a word.My mind was occupied with Alaric’s face–the sharp jawline, the unreadable reflections in his eyes, h
I had never believed reflection. They always moved too easily, too silently, as if they carriedsecrets the rest of us weren't meant to see. Tonight, however, I wasn't merely watchingreflections were walking among them. And I am so sure that one of them still has its breath.Coldness had always engulfed the passageways of the fortress, but it seems the stones bleed with uneasiness tonight. I took each footsteps softly, yet they still echoed in my ears. I pulled my cloak tighter, as though fabric could shield me from whatever lingered justbeyond the reach of the torchlight.There had been whispers in the hall earlier, servants muttering about strange movements near the western wing. At first, I shrugged it off but then Servants thrived on gossip. But then out of the corner ofmy eye caught a flicker, a presence that was gone as quickly as it came. Not Alaric. Something else. Something to watch.I should have gone to Alaric. Or perhaps. But trust is a delicate thing nowadays.Alaric'
The silence between us ensued for a moment. It was a living, breathing thing. Ryn moved ahead, his shoulder rigid as though he carried a weight that was too heavy for him to carry. The floor beneath his boots crackled, but he remained silent. I walked behind him as he took each step that pressed hard against the ground, expecting him to speak toe or even look at me but he maintained his cruel quietness. The scent of damp pine filled the air, but something heavier hung in the air–the smell of blood that was spilled earlier on. My heart pounded as the thought of the ambush, the chaos and how he had struggled to keep me alive came to my mind. He rescued me again. I had been haunted, more than the claws that had almost torn me apart, by the look on his face filled with unspoken truths, “Ryn,” I finally said gently. He didn’t slow. I walked a bit faster until I caught up with him, refusing to be muted. “It's better you stop being like this, stop doing this.” “What do you
The narrow passage was filled with the scent of damp stone and decay, yet the oppressive air felt alive, like we were being watched by it as we moved. I struggled with steadying my trembling hands, the warmness of blood still clung to my fingers, reminding me of the life I had taken. Heart beat faster, echoing in my ears, Ryn held my shoulders firmly, encouraging me, but his look betrayed his words. “We need to keep moving. We would be able to get to the lower courtyard through the servant’s passage. Then, we can be safe…at least for now.”I nodded. I struggled to take a step, I felt aches all over my body, distressed not just because I was tired but by the gravity of what I had done. The scene rushed through my mind: I had taken someone’s life. Beneath the shock, I had a strange clarity, one which was strangely to me.Without saying a word, selves. Rays of light faintly lightened our part due to faint cracks, painting our shadows onto the rough stone floor. I sensed movement–a s