Primal Masquerade (Closed for Kaena)

[LucianDevine]

Zeke knew that everything the woman did was fine-tuned to break a man. With him in this position, he had no leverage to do anything about what she was doing, and if she kept riding him, he would inevitably cum. He could also tell that she was enjoying every second of it, even delaying her own release, likely so that she could take it after he begged for his.

Everything was slow, from the push of her cunt down onto him to the rise up off of him, the rub of her lovely hard nipples across his chest to slow circles she rotated her hips in while he was buried to the hilt in her.

The woman leaning in again caught Zeke off guard. Her kiss was hard and deep, and it was not in him to resist that. He kissed her back with as much fire and passion as he had in him. He groaned when she pulled away, gasped slightly when she nipped his lips, and then let out a quivering breath as she brought her lips back to his ear once more.

Zeke's eyes drifted closed once more as he heard the woman speak again. Her breath was so hot against his neck, and his muscles were starting to ache. Then her lips went to his neck, right at the soft spot where it met up with the shoulder. That alone he could have resisted, but not when it came with a rapid increase in her pace. He gasped and panted against her flesh as she stayed right there, pressed against him, fucking him at a steady and unrelenting pace. Soon his own hips started to respond, moving of their own accord. "P-p-please can I come?" He pleaded in a hoarse heated whisper against the soft flesh of her neck.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra was so close, so close to falling over the edge. The now cold bath water mingled on her skin with the sweat caused by their coupling, her hard nipples brushing against his chest, adding to the sensations that were washing over her body. She could feel his hips start to move beneath her in response to her increased pace and moaned softly against his neck as she kissed the hot skin beneath her lips.

For a brief moment she thought he was going to continue to hold out, or just come without permission. When his whispered plea fell from his lips, she felt her pussy clench tightly around his cock. Looking up into his eyes she barely had time to squeak out a 'Yes" before her own orgasm washed over her. Holding on the tub tightly, she ground into him, her pussy slick as she came hard, her scream of pleasure echoing through the room. It seemed like forever that she rode the high of her orgasm, riding him through each wave that crashed through her body, so engulfed in her own release, she wasn't even aware if he had joined her at tumbling over the edge.

It took a few moments for her to come back down, her pace slowing as she continued to ride his cock, her breath returning to normal. Finally slowing to a stop, she reached up and placed an hand on his chin, raising his head to kiss his lips softly before looking up to meet his violet gaze.

 

[LucianDevine]

The moan that Zeke both felt and heard against his neck just served to fan the raging inferno going on inside him. He didn't even know if she'd heard his plea, but he did know that he wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer if she kept to this steady pace.

Zeke felt the woman's pussy clench even tighter around his cock as she squeaked out the answer he'd been hoping for. Her scream of pleasure lifted into the air, overtaking the sound of the sloshing water that surrounded them. She ground on him for but a moment before picking up where she'd left off and redoubling her pace. Her cunt clenched so tight that he wondered how they were still able to keep penetrating her. The thought was gone from his mind almost as soon as it got there though, because the building sensation in his belly that he'd been trying to hold back surged downward. He still kept every muscle as tight as he could, wanting to prolong this experience now, for he knew not when he'd get another.

Barely a handful of thrusts into the woman's orgasm was enough to overpower what was left of Zeke's control. His wrists pulled against the chains once more as he let out as he held his breath, held it held it held it, and then with a loud groan his cock exploded with his orgasm. It jerked and throbbed within the tight confines of the cunt that held it captive, each new motion causing a fresh burst of hard-earned cum into her welcome cunt. His entire body shook as though he was having a seizure, such was the power of his orgasm and the sensitivity that followed it and became almost overwhelming as she continued to ride him. He was gasping for breath, unaware of the fact that he'd been digging his chin into her neck as he'd tightened everything before his release. His chest was heaving as it tried to get oxygen back into his lungs.

Only when the woman finally slowed down and stopped in her motions did Zeke finally let himself collapse back against the tub, utterly spent as little aftershocks continued to wrack his body. His eyes had drifted closed, but when he felt her hand on his chin, lifting it, did he open them once more. They drifted downward as he received her tender kiss, happily returning it with the same tender touch that she'd used. When she backed up to meet his gaze, his violet eyes flickered downward and to the side, a flush coming to his skin, caused by the embarrassment of knowing that he'd begged her to cum.

 

[Kaena]

Her eyes searched his face for any inkling of what he felt in that moment. Their coupling had a carnality to it, but it was also filled with a passion she had to admit she had not felt with anyone before him. She had gotten out of it exactly what sha had wanted and from the feel of his cock softening where it still rested inside her pussy, he had also found his own release.

She groaned softly as she slid of his cock, her look turning to confusion as he looked away. She smiled when she realized he was embarrased at what she had brought him to do. She shivered, her own skin flushing at the memory of the words spilling from his lips. Moving away from him, she looked around them for the first time. She couldn't help but laugh at the mess they had made, the water from the tub having spilled down the sides and soaking the rug and marble floor beneath it. Shaking her head, she reached up and unhooked the chain of his shackles and moved to climb out of the tub.

Her pussy throbbed pleasantly as she grabbed a towel to dry herself and gathered her clothes from where she had left them earlier.

"I cannot lie and say I didn't enjoy that," she said, looking back to where he still sat in the tub. Her eyes travelled suggestively to his cock and back up his hard body. "And I know you can't either. Continue to obey me and there is more where that came from."

She grew quiet as she started to dress, her mind straying to the unfortunate task she now faced. Their fucking had been a welcome distraction, but now she knew she had business to attend to. Pulling on a white tunic like she had worn the night before she tucked it into a pair of tight leather pants before buckling her leather corset over top. Pulling on a pair of knee high boots, she then strapped on each of her knives before looking at herself in the mirror. She grimaced at the site of her hair tangled around her face. Picking up a brush, she quickly detangled the locks and twisted them into a braid.

Looking over at him, she smiled as she toyed with the thought of leaving him naked and waiting for her when she returned. Instead, she moved to a cabinet beside the bed and pulled out some clothes and a pair of soft leather cuffs and tossed them on the bed before walking over to him and taking ahold of the shackles on his wrists. Unlocking the shackles, she raised his hands to her mouth and kissed his wrists softly where the shackles had dug in during his struggling.

"Get dressed," she ordered. "I have to go and meet with Aerden and hear what he has to say for himself. Once you are dressed, I will put the new cuffs on you. I cannot leave you completely free while I am gone, but, they will easier on your skin than the ones before."

Moving away, she stood patiently waiting to see what he would do with these new orders.

 

[LucianDevine]

The feeling of his cock slipping out of the woman when she finally moved actually made Zeke's body quiver from the sensitivity. It was brief, but did little to ease the embarrassment that he felt. He couldn't blame sleep for this coupling though. It had all been voluntary, and he knew it.

Zeke was still lost in his head when the woman unhooked his shackles from the tub, but did eventually look up at her when she spoke. He held her gaze until her eyes wandered downwards. That made him bow his head, lowering his gaze from hers. He didn't need to say that he'd enjoyed it too. They both knew that he had enjoyed it.

Without the woman in the tub as well, the rapidly cooling water was soon beyond comfort for Zeke, and he eventually rose. He made no effort to conceal his cock, finding such an effort pointless given the events that had transpired this morning. He grabbed a towel, and though the task was tricky, he did start to dry himself.

Zeke's violet gaze watched the woman intently, watching the way her body moved, the bounce of her breasts, the sway of her hips, taking in every detail, even after she put clothes on. With nowhere really to go, he just stood by the tub as she prepared herself for the day, not knowing what she would demand of him.

It was a genuine shock to see the woman pull clothes out, presumably for him, and set them on the bed. There was a pair of leather cuffs, which he did wonder about, but still didn't move. Even when the woman walked over to him, he remained as he was. He watched as she took hold of the shackles that bound him, and cocked an eyebrow upwards when she actually made to undo them. He had to hold back a flinch when he saw his wrists, the skin red and raw from how he'd been pulling at the shackles both times she'd fucked him. He was surprised once more when she lifted his damaged wrists to her lips, one by one, pressing a kiss to the abused skin.

The woman perplexed Zeke like he'd never thought possible. She'd claimed him, bedded him, given him liberties that she certainly wouldn't give to others in his situation, likely had the power to free him, yet didn't. All the while he saw a genuine kindness there. He couldn't help but wonder how a person like her could actually tolerate slavery in her midst. Even the words that she spoke had a different tone, not quite apologetic. Empathy maybe? Or did she pity him?

Zeke closed his eyes and shook his head briefly, knowing at the woman was watching. Still, he found that it helped him clear his mind to do that, almost as though he were shaking them out of his head. When he did move to step forward, there was no hesitation. He moved to the bed and grabbed the leather pants first. His fingers lingered momentarily, appreciating the softness of the leather before finally pulling them on. They were a bit big for him, but the draw string at the waist helped with that. Next came the tunic, a simple over the head garment, but it was soft as well, even softer considering that it was made of cloth rather than leather. He slid both of his arms through their holes before putting his head through. The final action was a simple lowering of his arms that pulled the garment fully into place. It was similar to the pants in that it was a little big for him, but there was no help for it.

It wasn't until he was fully dressed that Zeke actually realized that his hands were free. He also knew where a knife was, and so close by. He could probably...He shook his head once more, bowing it as he did so before turning towards the woman once more. He took a slow and deep breath before stepping forward and lifting his hands. His palms faced upwards as he tried to meet her gaze.

"You should question the men as well...Not just the general." Zeke offered boldly, knowing that she hadn't asked for his opinion. "Ask them where they were five days ago, but don't give them any names or hints. If you get a similar story with personal differences, they're likely telling the truth. If you get one response from all of them, word for word, you'll know it's a rehearsed lie."

Zeke stopped talking after that, not wanting to anger her with his boldness. Still, he had no choice but to say that. He couldn't risk her only asking the leader of the men and stopping at that.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra had seen the conflict in his eyes before he closed them and looked away from her. She wondered what he was thinking, knowing that for herself there were different emotions swirling inside her that she had never felt before. She had always been a tough but fair queen, but with him, she felt her hard resolve softening and it concerned her a little. Her father had warned her many times the danger of being soft, telling her countless stories where it had been the downfall of others. Yet she felt she was in no danger with him, intentionally leaving the knife she had used earlier within his grasp, fully confident that he wouldn't touch it or try to use it against her.

Yet, despite the tenderness she was feeling towards him, anger still burned deep inside her towards those that had wronged them both and put them in this position. Once she confirmed what she deep down already knew was true, her judgement on Aerden and those who acted willingly alongside him would be quick and without mercy. As she watched him dress, her mind wandered to what she had to do, and how she was going to accomplish her goal. When he was finished, she noticed that the clothes she had given him were too big, something she filed away as something to resolve in the future. Not only did the loose clothing hid his body from her, it would also be a reflection on her if she allowed him to go around with clothes that didn't fit properly. Though it also gave her a reason to remove them more often, which was a thought that brought a blush to her cheeks once again.

Once he was finally dressed, she noticed that he acknowledged the knife she had left lying out. She was pleased that she had been right in knowing that he would not make a move for it. She was sure he knew if he had attempted to take the knife, he would have lost any confidence in her that he was telling her the truth. As he held his hands out towards her, she slid the leather cuffs onto each of his wrists before securing the chain between them, effectively binding his hands again. The cuffs were meant to remind him of his place, but, she also knew if she left him free her men outside the door would silently question her, though they would not be brave enough to voice their opinion.

She was startled when he finally spoke, her eyes meeting his gaze with one of curiosity as to what he had to say. As much as she didn't like to be questioned on her ways of doing things, she had to admit his idea had some substance to it. If she only questioned Aerden, there would potentially be others that would slide under her radar and get away with what they did. That was not something she was willing to risk.

Biting back a retort for him to watch his place, she nodded her head and turned towards the door. "What you say makes sense," she said, looking back towards him. "It will take a lot of time to question them all, but, it is better to be safe than sorry. You will stay here until I return. I cannot have you as a distraction while I question my men. There will be guards outside this door, so do not try to escape. They will have orders to kill you if you try." Looking over at the knife she left out earlier, she walked over and picked it up before putting it in the cabinet beside the bed and locking the door. He had already proven that he wouldn't use the knife against her, but, she didn't know if would be bold enough to try to attack her guards when she was no longer present.

Walking back to him, she placed her hand under his chin and raised his head once again. "In some ways I hope you are lying and in others I do not. On one hand I have to face punishing my men for their actions and on the other hand, I would have to kill you. I am not sure which one is worse at this moment." Her eyes moved to his lips and lingered there for a moment before she leaned in and kissed him softly at first and then deeper. Pulling away, she sighed and headed to the door, looking back one last time before slipping into the hall way.

As she stepped out into the hallway she was met by Kaldar as well as about 5 of her other guards. She smirked at that. It appeared that Kaldar knew she would require him to accompany her to throne room, yet thought there was a need for 5 men to guard the one bound man she had left in her chamber, instead of the usual two guards she had at her door.

"Is Aerden in the throne room?" she asked Kaldar, walking with purpose in that direction. She wanted to get it all over with, even if it meant she had some hard decisions to make.

"Yes my queen,"Kaldar replied, his long legs making it easy for him to keep in step with her. "He wasn't too inclined to obey your order, so I may have had to use a little of persuasion of you know what I mean." Kearra couldn't help but smile at Kaldar's words. She knew his form or persuasion. She just hoped he hadn't roughed Aerden up so much that he would not be able to answer her questions.

When she entered the room, she was surprised to see Aerden standing at the base of the throne seemingly unharmed. She was impressed, it appeared that Kaldar had used more diplomatic persuasion instead of brute force for one. Aerden turned to her as she entered an arrogant smirk on his face. Aerden had been one of the men that she had inherited from her father and though she had thought the loyalty they had for him had trickled down to her, she always knew that Aerden thought highly of himself and often spoke down to her if he thought he could get away with it.

"Why have I been summoned, my queen?" Aerden sneered, the disrespect in his voice causing her blood to boil. Any doubt that she had that Zeke had been telling the truth had disappeared in that instance. "I have better things to do with my time."

"You would do well to watch your tongue," she replied, her voice taking on a cold and dangerous tone. "It is not your place to question me." Turning to Kaldar, she ordered him to clear them room. He did so quickly, the courtesans and other guards flashing him a confused look but knowing by the tone in Kearra's voice it would not be a good idea to question her. Once she was alone with Aerden, other than Kaldar who stood guard at the door, she turned back to the object of her anger.

"I have some questions for you Aerden," she started, moving to take a seat on her throne. "I expect truthful answers. I will know if you are lying to me so don't even try it." She sighed, taking a deep breath before she continued. "Where did the prisoners come from were part of the death match on the night of my coronation party?"

Kearra watched Aerden's face as she asked her question. The smugness disappeared only be replaced with a look of pure fear as he realized what she was asking and why. It was in that instance she knew, no matter what lies fell from his lips, what Zeke had told her was the truth. If it wasn't, Aerden would not be fearful in such a simple question.

"They were prisoners of war, my queen," he stuttered trying to avoid her piercing gaze. "We captured them when they attacked one of our villages. Why do you ask?"

"What did I say about lying to me Aerden?" Kearra replied, getting to her feet. Aerden attempted to back away from her, his eyes searching nervously around the room for a means of escape,backing straight into Kaldar who had moved silently behind him.. "You know why I am asking, I can see it in your eyes. I will give you one more chance. Where did the men come from?"

"We captured them," Aerden finally spoke, his voice taking on a false facade. He knew his fate was sealed and he wasn't going to go down without getting a couple of jabs out himself. "You are a weak queen. Your kingdom could be so much bigger if you just took it upon yourself to take what is so easy to take. Those so called peaceful villagers that you allow to live on the borders of your land, they don't deserve the land they live on, so we took it. We attacked the village and killed or took captive any of those that fought against us. It is time that the surrounding villages felt the might of this kingdom."

Kearra could feel her face reddening in anger as Aerden spoke. Pulling her knife from its sheath, she stood, her hand shaking with anger. Before she had a chance to do anything, Kalder moved, driving a knee into the back of Aerden's leg and forcing him to his knees, the blade of his knife against Aerden's throat.

"Just say the word my queen and I will gut him like the pig he is." Kaldar's voice shook in anger, though his hand held steady, knowing better than to kill Aerden without Kearra's permission.

"A quick death is too easy for this dog," Kearra replied, re sheathing her knife. "Bring him to the dungeon and place a guard on him that was not part of his army. I will deal with him later. Bring me each of his men one by one, I need to know who was all involved in this and who was just following orders."

"At once my queen, "Kalder said, pulling Aerden to his feet and binding his hands behind him.

"You will fall," Aerden screamed as he was dragged from the room. "You are weak. You will fall." A quick punch from Kaldar quickly silenced Aerden as he dragged the now unconscious man from the room and out of Kearra's site. Kearra slumped back onto her throne, a ragged sigh falling from her lips. She had the truth now, but what would she do with it.

 

[LucianDevine]

Zeke didn't fight the woman as she put the leather cuffs on his wrists. Nor did he fight her when she secured the chain between them, binding him once more. His mind was conflicted in so many ways, but the one part that every side of his brain could agree on was that they hated being bound like this. Sure, she wasn't as bad as she could have been, but it didn't mean that he liked the fact that he was forced to stay here because some assholes had raided his camp and chosen not to kill him themselves.

The woman's words pulled Zeke out of his own head. He held her gaze and nodded. "I understand." He said simply, continuing to hate his situation all the more. Not only was he bound, but he was stuck in this single room for god knows how long awaiting a fate that he hated wasn't in his own hands.

The woman grabbing his chin caught Zeke off guard a bit, not just the touch, but the look he could see in her eyes. He could see the conflict that her next words spoke of. The kiss was equally surprising. It came with a quickness he didn't expect, and was surprisingly soft, despite the speed with which she'd pounced on his lips. He returned it as best he could, pressing his lips against hers, but was caught off guard when she suddenly deepened it. Her lips were gone as suddenly as they'd come though, and after a sigh, she left the room.

Zeke found himself at a loss after the woman was gone. He knew that if he tried to leave he was going to be killed, but what was he supposed to do in the meantime? Did she expect him to just wait on the bed until she returned like some kind of concubine? His gaze naturally wandered towards the cabinet beside the bed. She'd pulled the whip from it, which was still sitting on his end table, and she'd put the knife into it. He couldn't help but wonder what else she had in that cabinet. His curiosity was naturally augmented by the fact that that she'd locked it. He knew probably break the lock or the door, but he also knew that anything that happened after he did that would end up very bad for him.

With the cabinet being dismissed from his mind, Zeke turned his head around the rest of the room. Aside from the plethora of D-rings that were scattered around the room for someone to be chained to, there wasn't much else to see. The one exception had to be the large black curtain that hid the majority of the other side of the room from view. He'd almost forgotten about that curtain because of everything that had happened since he'd been first entered this room. His eyes settling on it perked up his curiosity once more. He pushed himself off of the bed, and walked slowly towards it. He let one hand trail along the wall on his way to the curtain, and when he reached it, he lifted his other hand to grab it. He jerked the curtain back and let his eyes behold what was on the other side.

What Zeke saw actually surprised him. His gaze was naturally drawn to the large cross-shaped table in the middle of the room. It had straps and shackles attached to it that attached to pulleys on the wall. There was a strap and a pulley for the head, each hand, and each foot. He stepped closer, seeing additional mechanisms under the table. Upon further inspection, he saw that if the wheel under the table was turned, it would raise the table into a vertical position. The final thing he noticed is that while the area of the table that the legs wasn't a single piece. There was a seam running down the middle, meaning that you could split the legs of the person.

It didn't take much for Zeke to figure out what this table was used for. It did bring a question to his mind though. Was this device just used for torture, or was this woman a sadist who enjoyed causing pain? He'd been briefly whipped last night but he couldn't help but wonder if he might have ended up on this table if she hadn't believed him.

With none of the thoughts going through his head being all that positive, Zeke stepped away from the table and pulled the curtain back to it's original position. He went back to the bed and laid down on his side of it. He just looked up at the ceiling wondering what exactly was in store for him, even if the woman ended up finding out that he was telling the truth.

 

[Kaena]

To say that Kearra was growing increasingly tired of questioning Aerden's men was an understatement. It had been hours that she had been questioning man after man as each one was brought to her. She asked every one the same question, what were they doing the day that Zeke's village was attacked. They all had similar stories, telling her that they had marched until they reached the village and followed orders blindly, believing Aerden that the villagers were guilty of attacking their people first and deserved their fate. It was after the attack and the village was captured that the stories differed between the men. Most of the men answered honestly, telling her of how some of them took most of the men and the children to the slave auctions and sold them off as ordered and a small handful of men stayed behind with Aerden at the village with the women and the few men brought back for the death match. Their stories varied enough that Kearra believed them to be true.

It was the small number of men that Kearra knew were in Aerden's circle that had a different story. They all parroted the same thing, they attacked the village, took those they captured and travelled all as one unit to the slave auctions, the army never seperating at any point. They didn't make any mention of staying behind with the women and arriving at the slave auctions several hours behind the rest of the army. If their nervousness and inability to look her straight in the eye didn't give away their lying, the fact that they all had the exact same story did. She could feel her anger building as each of these men spoke and it took all her energy not to draw her knife and kill them where they stood. Instead, she ordered Kaldar to take them away one by one, until a total of ten men joined Aerden in the dungeon to meet their fate.

It wasn't until the last traitor was dragged away, his screams mimicking Aerden's earlier taunts that Kearra allowed herself a moment to give in to all the emotions that had been building inside her. Collapsing against her throne, she buried her face in her hands, tears falling through her fingers as she wept. The thought of all the death and sorrow that had happened at the hands of those that claimed to be acting in her name was overwhelming. She was devasted at the thought that the surviving villagers that were sold as slaves were out there somewhere thinking that this was her fault, that she had ordered this to happen to them. Taking a deep breath, she wiped the tears from her eyes and raised her head to see Kaldar watching her from the doorway. She flashed him a weak smile as she collected herself, her eyes once again taking on their icy resolve.

"It has been done," Kaldar said simply at Kearra's questioning glance. Kearra nodded her head in reply and sighed deeply.

"What am I to do now?" she asked, speaking more to herself than actually wanting an answer from Kaldar. Instead of replying, Kalder moved silently across the room and took her into his arms, holding her against his hard chest. He always seemed to know what she needed, even in the worst of times. Kearra allowed herself to enjoy the comfort of his arms before pulling away.

"Spread word that those that acted with Aerden will be executed tomorrow at sunrise." she finally said her voice once again calm and full of steel. "As for Aerden, I am going to allow Zeke decide his fate, it is the least I can do for him after all this."

"Of course my queen," Kaldar replied before bowing low and backing from the room, leaving her alone once again. Kearra watched him leave before heading back to her chambers. As she walked through the halls she could feel curious eyes following her and hear whispers as she passed. It was evident that those in the castle had already heard what had happened and were anxious to see what would happen next. She ignored them for the most part, her mind on what she would say to Zeke once she reached her chamber. At the thought of Zeke, memories of their coupling earlier that morning brought a brief smile to her lips and reddened her cheeks.

As she reached her chamber, the gaurds gave her a wide berth, allowing her to enter the room, the heavy door falling shut behind her. Her eyes quickly found Zeke where he sat on the bed and she took a deep sigh before walking across the room towards him.

"It is done," she said, reaching out to undo the chains that bound him. "You were right. I am so sorry....." Stopping mid sentence, she turned away from him and took a deep breath as another wave of emotions washed over her. Her shoulders shook as she fought back the tears that were once again threatening to fall. She couldn't let him see her like this. She was queen and needed to hide her emotions, lest others think her as weak.

"Those involved will be executed at sunrise," she finally said, turning back towards him, her eyes moist from the tears she fought to hold back. She took another deep breath to calm herself before she spoke again. "I have ordered Kaldar to leave Aerden for you to decide his fate. After what he has done to you and your village, it is only right. How do you wish for him to be punished?"

 

[Lucian_Devine]

When Zeke heard the heavy door start to move, he immediately sat up. His feet rested on the floor as he sat on the bed with his bound hands resting on his knees. It was impossible to know what the men had told her and whether she would believe them, but he was ready for his fate, whatever it may be.

Zeke was prepared to accept a lot of things, but the sudden feeling of his hands being freed did catch him off guard. His violet gaze tried to find hers, but she turned away from him as she spoke. While he couldn't see the woman's eyes, he could see the way her shoulders rose and fell as she took a deep breath.

When the woman did eventually turn to face him once more, her eyes glistened with the tears she was clearly trying to hold back. Still, she spoke as stoically as she was able. As the words fell from her lips, it was Zeke's turn to bow his head.

"You are most generous..." Zeke started simply as he forced his own head to lift to find her gaze once more. "And for what it's worth, I am sorry that it had to be found out like this." He pushed himself to his feet and turned away from her, walking towards the foot of the bed and around it. His head was bowed, and he had a hand brushing over his chin as he thought about her words.

When people plot revenge, they often have a fair bit of time to plan out how they want to do everything, but Zeke hadn't had that time. He knew that he wanted this man dead. There could be no doubt about that. He just wasn't sure how the man should die.

Zeke's head snapped up, and he turned back towards the woman, his violet eyes shining now as he thought of the perfect and most fitting way. "Trial by combat..." He started, searching for the woman's gaze, even as he continued. "He brought me here to fight and die in that cage. Now it's his turn. He will not be allowed a proxy though. He will fight for his own life after his men die tomorrow. He may pick whatever weapons he wants, and a shield if he wishes, but no armor."

Zeke's face grew stern as he walked back around the bed towards the woman. "If Aerden wins, he will be allowed to leave, but will be banished, and it goes without saying that whomever loses, dies."

When he was done talking, Zeke bowed his head once more. The initial excitement of figuring out the perfect way for the man to die faded, leaving him with the knowledge that even if he killed the man, he would still be a slave. It had to be better than dying though, right?

 

[Kaena]

Kearra waited with bated breath for him to speak, her eyes searching his face in an attempt to read what was going through his mind. When he finally raised his head to meet her gaze she could almost feel his own empathy towards her. She nodded her head in acknowledgement to his words, not sure if she could find the words to truly express what she was feeling. When he rose to his feet, she made no move to stop him, instead watching as he paced around the end of the bed, seeming to be lost in his own thoughts.

She almost jumped as he turned back to her suddenly, a shine in his eyes she had never seen before. Her eyes met his intense gaze as she blurted out his decision. When she spoke of the trial by combat, she felt a knot settle in her stomach. Though he had not outright said it, she knew he intended to be the one that fought Aerden in the cage. The idea of him being once again at the risk of being killed brought up emotions that she didn't understand where they came from. She had only spent one night with him, yet there was something deep down inside her that felt a connection to him that she had not felt with anyone else.

As he spoke another thought came to her mind, a though that cut her deeper than the thought of losing him. Was he so unhappy with being here with her that he would rather risk his life than have to spend more time with her. She shook her head trying to rid herself of the thought, but, it still nagged at her from her subconscience. She was regretting it more and more that she was forcing him to stay with her. Maybe rules were meant to be broken, maybe she could give him his freedom back.

Smiling at him, she tried to hide the swirl of emotions flowing through her body as he strode towards her. Her smile faltered a little as he bowed his head once more and she took a deep breath. Reaching out, she gently the caressed the side of his cheek before placing her hand under his chin to raise his gaze up to meet hers.

"If that is your decision," she said with as much conviction that she could muster. She didn't want to let on that she didn't agree with his decision, it was his to make after all, not hers. "Then is shall be so. I will tell Kaldar to prepare the cage for its final match. Once this is over, it will be destroyed, never to be used again." As she spoke she found her eyes once again trailing down to his lips, the memory of them pressing against hers whisking away some of the apprehension she was feeling. Holding his chin, she leaned in kissed him, softly at first, then deeper, her mouth on a conquest to conquer his in the most carnal way possible. The frustration and sorrow she had felt all day came out in the kiss, adding a passionate intensity that threatened to devour her. As she kissed him, a memory of the morning flashed before her eyes and it caused her to regain her senses and pull away from him. She had forced him once already that day, she was not going to do it again, no matter the chaos she felt inside.

Dropping her hand, she took a step back and looked around the room, her eyes falling on the tray off food that they had left forgotten after their morning coupling. She frowned that it was obviously untouched, meaning he had not eaten anything during the day while he waited for her to return. As if on queue, her stomach growled, reminding her that she had not eaten that day as well. Pulling away from him, she went to the door and quickly gave orders to the men waiting to bring more food. As they scurried away, she looked at Kaldar who stood relaxed against the wall, as if he knew she was going to give him more orders.

"He wants a trial by combat," she relayed to Kalder who nodded his head in understanding. "He has asked that Aerden be armed but have no armor. The match will happen after the morning execution of the rest of the men." Looking back over her shoulder at Zeke, she stepped out in the hall before she spoke again. She didn't want him to hear what she had to say.

Leaning in close to Kaldar, she lowered her voice to a whisper. "As much as I trust his skills and that he will be able to kill Aerden and not the other way around, I do not want to take any chances." she whispered. "I want you to have archers placed around the room, like there was when I fought him in the ring. If there is any sign that Aerden might win the match and kill him, I want them to take him out. Understood."

"Yes my queen," Kaldar replied, his smile warming her heart. "Things will be as you order."

"Thank you Kaldar," Kearra replied, kissing him lightly on the cheek and causing him to blush, which in turn brought a much needed giggle from her lips. The sight of such a strong man blushing at a simple kiss was amusing to her. Turning way from him, she reentered her room just in time to watch the other men carry in a tray of food and take away the forgotten one from that morning.

"You must be hungry," she said, walking over to the tray and picking up a piece of bread. "Eat. You will need your energy for what you are to face tomorrow."

 

[Lucian_Devine]

The feeling of the woman's hand on his cheek was almost as surprising as the tender caress that came with it. When it slid down his cheek to his chin and made to lift it, he didn't fight her. The words that came with the touch were exactly what Zeke wanted to hear, but the look in her eye caught his attention. It wasn't her normal calm and confident one, but neither was it was it the angry and indignant one. He'd really only seen those two, and he wasn't sure what to make of this new one.

There was only so much time for Zeke to think about what he was seeing before her gaze dropped a little, her hand on his chin adjusted to hold it, and she leaned in to kiss him. It was light at first, but not tentative or hesitant. He wasn't quite sure what she might expect of him, but he did kiss her back. His fingers twitched as he felt her deepen the kiss. He tried t to meet her fervor with as much of his own, but her mouth seemed to be on a mission to devour and conquer his, because her passion was always one step above his.

The kiss was over as suddenly as it had started, and Zeke's head actually fell forward a little. His violet eyes reflected his confusion as she stepped away, letting her hand drop from his chin. He saw her gaze drop to the tray of food that had been left forgotten from earlier. He'd personally completely forgotten all about it as he'd waited to see what fate awaited him.

Zeke's gaze followed the woman as she headed towards the door, likely to have somebody bring them lunch. His gaze lingered on her, especially when she looked back over her shoulder at him. He was a little surprised when she stepped out and closed the door behind her, but made no attempt to try and listen at the door to hear what she was saying.

The woman entered the room at almost the same time as the people bringing the tray of food and water, and he watched her grab a piece of bread and hold it out to him. He looked down at it, a few different thoughts rolling through his head. He was hungry, but food wasn't what he was hungering for at this moment. His bottom lip found it's way between his teeth as he swallowed hard, genuinely concerned with the ramifications of what he was about to do.

Zeke stepped forward, lifting his gaze to meet the woman's eyes once more as his hand now lifted. His hand quivered as it lingered briefly in the air between them before daring to cup her cheek. "I meant what I said this morning..." Zeke started as he let his hand linger against her skin. "About giving you what you wanted and more." His tongue flicked briefly as his gaze lowered from hers for just a moment before lifting once more. "I don't know what made you pull away before, or even kiss me in the first place, but if you need a distraction from...all this...I could help with that, even if that's all you want, I can help..."He swallowed hard one more time before leaning in to try and kiss her. She was a hard woman to read, and impossible to predict, but he felt that this was something she needed, even if it was just for a moment, and he was willing to bet his life on it.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra thought he was reaching for the bread she offered but was suprised when he instead lay his hand on her cheek in an almost loving gesture. She reached up and placed her own hand over his and leaned into his touch, the warm of his hand adding some calm to the turmoil she was feeling inside. Her eyes closed for a moment as she savoured the moment but opened to meet his gaze once he began to talk.

"I meant what I said this morning..." he began, his hand remaining on her cheek. "About giving you what you wanted and more." She frowned to herself at these words. He had said them in the heat of anger and she hadn't really thought he meant it, considering what she had just done prior to them being uttered. But then again, he had given himself willing to her in the tub, a memory that made the smile return to her face.

"You have had enough forced on you the last few days, " she said softly, her gaze wavering for a moment as she took a deep breath. "I didn't want to force you again to do something you may not want. If I had not pulled away, I may not have been able to stop myself."

She was suprised when he leaned in as if to kiss her. Her eyes flickered between his gaze and his lips in the brief moment it took for him to close the space between them. Instead of pulling away, she placed her hand behind his head and pulled him into her, her lips meeting his with a passionate hunger. With that kiss she felt herself let go, all the sorrow and exhaustion she was feeling seemed to drift away by the heat of his lips against hers. Her desire to have him beneath her spurring her onwards.

Tangling her hand in his hair, she moved against him, pushing him back towards the bed as the kiss deepened. Her tongue slid between his lips and danced recklessly against his as she slid her other hand down between them and undid the laces of his pants. She only pulled back for a second to pull his shift off over his head and toss it aside before returning her lips to his as her hand slid down the front of his pants. She wanted him more than she had wanted anyone before.

Pushing back onto the bed, she broke the kiss to move her lips along the side of his neck and take his ear into her mouth. She nibbled on his ear before once against trailing her lips down the side of his neck to his chest, her tongue swirling erotically around his nipple. Reluctantly she pulled back from him and stood to undo her leather corset, adding it to the pile on the floor with his shirt. Next came her shirt, boots and finally her pants, revealing her naked body to him.

With the hunger like that of a lioness consuming her prey, she captured his lips once more, moaning as she pinned him back on the bed, her hand sliding into his pants once again to find his cock. Her experienced fingers teased and stroked him as she kissed him. Breaking the kiss once again, she moved her hands to the waist of his pants and pulled them down, revealing his cock to her. She licked her lips seductively before looking up to meet his gaze, her eyes shimmering in desire.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Zeke knew that he'd been taking a chance when he kissed the woman without being invited to do so, especially after her words. Her reaction though, was a very pleasant surprise. He let out a low groan into their kiss as he felt her hand slide to the back of his head and pull his lips tighter against hers. Her tongue dipping past his teeth to wrestle with his was another pleasant surprise, but he met her with equal force and passion, kissing her as hard as he was able to with her hand tangling in his head to control it. His tongue was another matter altogether though. It wrestled with and rolled around hers.

Zeke's hands were free for the first time, and though it might seem like a small thing, it was something that he was truly happy about. His hand on her cheek had mirrored her actions, sliding along her cheek until it could tangle in her hair as well.

The feeling of the woman's hand snaking between their bodies to undo the strings that held his pants tight was another pleasant surprise. There hadn't really been a way to know how she would react to his kiss when he did it, and as such he really had no plan after it. Her passion and desire was undeniable, and he couldn't help but wonder how far she planned to go. He let out a groan of dismay when she broke contact, but was relieved when she just made to pull his shirt over his head before her lips pounced on him once more.

Zeke got the answer to his unknown question almost as soon as it came to his mind. She pushed him back against the bed, and when the backs of his knees touched it and she kept pushing, he had no choice but to sit as she continued her assault. Her lips pounced on his neck making him groan once more before moving to his ear and pulling a low hiss from him. His arms wanted to wrap around her then, but just as he was about to act on that urge her lips were trailing down his body once more. His hand found a grip in her hair, when her tongue found and danced around his nipple, sending tiny shivers through his entire body.

The woman's lips and tongue abandoned him, making him open the eyes Zeke hadn't been aware that he'd closed. The sight before him was utterly enjoyable. He got to watch her strip, one piece of clothing at a time. Her pale skin had such a distinct contrast between her fiery red hair and deep blue eyes. Though he'd watched the enjoyable display and admired each new bit of flesh as it was revealed to him, his violet gaze always returned to those piercing blue eyes.

The pounce when it came, was like that of a tiger, fluid in every way as she straddled him so effortlessly. The pressure of her weight on his achingly hard cock, trapped within it's confines was indescribable. He watched as she leaned over him, pinning him to the bed while also feeling the motion of her shifting body against his cock. Her lips found his once more, and this time he was able to wrap his arms around her and hold her close, groaning once more at the feel of her nipples pressing into his chest. Her hand snaked between then once more, taking advantage of the loosened draw string to dip inside. He let out an audible groan, even if it was stifled by their kiss, when he felt her hand encircle him for the first time. He found it very difficult to even try and focus upon the kiss that she was pressing so forcefully onto him as her hand continued to tease, trace, and stroke his throbbing cock.

There was no groan of dismay when the woman backed off of him, this time. He got to enjoy the view as she moved her hands to the waistband of his pants. He lifted his ass to help her pull them down and off, depositing them on top of the rest of their pile of clothes.

It was this moment that Zeke had been waiting for, and as the woman licked her lips and looked at him with those eyes, shimmering with desire, he knew now was his chance.

In a single fluid motion, Zeke bucked his hips and rolled them over, putting her on the bottom. She'd had her fun, and now it was his turn. His lips pounced on her neck as his arms moved to slide beneath her, holding her in place, sort of, while still leaving her arms and hands free to stop him if she desired. He closed his lips around the sensitive spot that he knew was at the base of her neck and sucked hard as he slid his body up and down a bit, simultaneously making her nipples glide alone his chest and his cock slide along her lower belly.

 

[Kaena]

A cry of surprise fell from her lips as he flipped them over, his body suddenly above her. Before she could protest she felt his lips travelling along her neck and she moaned, her body arching towards him. She tensed for a moment when he slid his arms beneath her, but, relaxed when she realized his intention was not to try to pin her down or control her. She was free to take back control of the situation if she wanted to, but, for now it was the furthest thing from her mind.

Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back to give him better access to her neck. The feel of his mouth sucking gently against the skin drew another moan from her lips. His cock sliding along her body was frustrating her. She wanted him inside her, she needed him inside her. Wrapping her legs around him, she rested them just below his ass, pulling him against her suggestively. Her actions caused his cock to brush her stomach again and her body reacted by arching up to meet his. She slid her hands down his muscled back and over his firm ass before moving back up to settle just beneath his shoulder blades.

"More," she whispered against his skin, her breath catching in her throat. "I need more.." She left the meaning of her words hanging in the air. She wanted him buried between her legs. She wanted to feel him fucking her with the intensity she was feeling. She wanted him. But, she left it for him to figure out for himself, to see what he would do next.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Zeke naturally felt the woman tense up as he slid his arms beneath her, but he was glad when she relaxed once more. He loved the way her head fell to the side, giving him better access to her neck.

It was impossible for Zeke to ignore the way the woman undulated beneath him. Each motion making his lower body lift and fall while hers lifted to meet his. He knew what she wanted, even before she said it, but he had something else in mind first.

"As you wish..." Zeke whispered heatedly against the woman's neck, before pressing a bit more firmly into her stomach with his hard and throbbing cock. He did savor the feel of her hands roaming down his back to his ass and back again before settling just below his shoulder blades.

When Zeke moved next, he couldn't help but wonder what thoughts filled the woman's head as he slid back down her body, letting his tongue lick a trail down her neck, between her breasts, and down her toned stomach. The motion was effortless for him, slipping off of the bed in a slow and controlled motion so that when he stopped moving he was neatly settled on his knees beside the bed. He let his long lick down the length of her body turn just slightly, narrowly avoiding the cunt that he wanted his attention. His arms hooked under her legs as his head dipped low to press a tender kiss to each side of her swollen lips before dipping further. His tongue slipped out of his mouth once more, and his arms held her legs firmly as he ran his tongue up the full length of her cunt, smiling inwardly at the way her outer lips parted for him. He ended that smaller lick with a firm flick of the moist little pearl right at the top, making sure his tongue dipped beneath the protective hood that still covered it.

Zeke took his time in a way, dragging his tongue slowly around that sensitive little nub before giving it several rapid circles. Only when he'd had enough of the teasing did he go in for the kill. His lips pounced on the distended nub that was now swollen enough to protrude from under the hood. He sucked hard on it as he rapidly flicked and circled with his tongue, alternating his ministrations randomly to keep the lovely cunt he was enjoying guessing, even as she inevitably built towards the climax he wanted her to have.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra shivered at his simple words, her eyes opening to look down at him as she felt his weight move away from her body. She protested for a brief second until she realized what he was doing, her body arching once again as his tongue trailed down her body in an almost excruciatingly slow manner. She licked her lips in anticipation as he settled on his knees between her legs, her moans taking on an excited tone as his tongue finished its trail just short of her pulsing pussy.

She watched as his head dipped between her legs, throwing her head back in pleasure as she felt his hot mouth press against her pussy lips. Reaching down she tangled her hands in his hair, her back arching in response to the feel of his tongue sliding between her eager lips.

As much pleasure as she felt by his exploration with his tongue, it was nothing compared to the almost electricity that flowed through her body as his tongue found her clit. She grinded against him, her body screaming out for more. The electricity intensified as he took her clit in his mouth, sucking and licking it with a well versed tongue. She moaned loudly, her body writhing between him as she felt the pleasure start to grow between her legs. The room echoed with her moans as she allowed herself to be lost to the sensations. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the waves of her orgasm wash over her, her voice screaming out in pleasure. She rode the wave for a few minutes before finally falling back against the bed, her breath coming in short gasps. She gently pushed him away from between her legs, her pussy now sensitive and over stimulated. She lay there for a few minutes to catch her breath before sitting up to look at him, a smirk on her face.

"Now its my turn" she said seductively, motioning for him to get back on the bed. Her eyes gleamed in the moonlight that was now filtering through the windows, a hungry look within them.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Zeke savored every delightful sound he pulled from the woman, loving the way her legs struggled of their own volition, making him put some muscle into hold them and her steady so that he could continue the oral onslaught that he was very much enjoying.

When Zeke heard the woman's breath catch in her throat he wondered if her release was coming. Every woman was different, but he did enjoy finding those special spots on their bodies that drove them crazy. It didn't take long for him to get his answer though, because moments later her screams filled the room again as her body started to quake and spasm. With all of his attention and effort focused on the moist little pearl, it was impossible for him to catch the woman's release as it gushed from her. Every spasm of her body sent another pulse of the strong and distinct smelling fluid to crash against his chin and drip down onto his knees and the floor.

The scent of that release alone was almost enough to sent Zeke into a carnal frenzy, but he managed to keep himself in check. When her body finally calmed down though, he did let his tongue flick downwards to get a small sample of the offering he'd brought forth from her. The taste had his entire body quivering, even as the woman made to push his head away from her no-doubt sensitive cunt

Zeke did back off a little bit, but only so far as to settle back into a relaxed kneeling position with the woman's legs draped over his shoulders. He was more than happy to give her all the time she needed to recover, and when she finally mustered up the strength to sit up and look down at him, his violet eyes almost shone as they met her gaze.

It could go without saying that Zeke was pleased with his efforts and the result they'd gotten. When she spoke and gestured him to join her on the bed once more, he eased her legs off of his shoulders before rising slowly to his feet. He crawled up on the bed, with her legs on either side of him, and slowly crawled forward. His movements made his achingly hard and throbbing cock brush against her inner thigh before coming to rest on her lower belly. He paid it no heed though, and simply leaned down to press a tender kiss to her lips.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra could tell by the look on his face that he was pleased with his performance. Not that it wasn't warranted. She was definitely pleased herself in more ways than one. Her pussy throbbed as a pleasent reminder of just how skilled he was. Her eyes trailed down his body to his now fully aroused cock, a smile playing on her lips at the carnal thoughts running through her mind. Now that she was fully satiated, she was in a mood to see him squirm beneath her, to hear him beg her once again.

She moved to allow him to climb back up onto the bed to settle between her legs. The feel of his hard cock trailing along her thigh sent shivers down her spine. When he leaned into to kiss her, she met his kiss with eager lips, kissing him back with a tenderness that matched his. Pulling back from his kiss she looked deep into his eyes, her own blue eyes shining with a primality that had not been there before. He had awakened a hunger within her that needed to be satisfied. Moving with speed and determination, she flipped their position, him on his back and her straddling his waist. She could feel his hard cock trapped between them as she grabbed his hands and leaned over to place them above his head.

"Don't move," she ordered, a sadistic, yet playful smile playing on her lips. She kissed him again before moving her lips to trail along his neck and up to his ear. Her hot breath brushed against his skin as she bit his earlobe lightly before sucking it into her mouth. Her body rubbed teasingly against his cock as she trailed her lips back down the side of his neck and down his chest. Taking his nipple into her mouth, she sucked on it lightly, while twisting his other nipple between her fingers. Shifting so that his cock pressed against the outer lips of her pussy, she looked up at him with a grin. Reaching between them she grabbed his cock, rubbing it teasingly along the wetness of her pussy. She moaned softly as she guided the tip of his cock inside her, just enough to tease him, but not to give him the full satisfaction of being buried inside her.

"You said you would give me what I wanted and more, "she said, her gaze meeting his. "I want to fuck you until you beg me to stop and then fuck you some more. If you move your hands or come before I say you can, you will be punished. Do you understand?" Though her words had an ominous tone, her expression was anything but. Her smile, though sadistic and hungry also hinted at what was yet to come.

Shifting her hips, she slowly slid down on his cock, moaning softly as it buried deep inside her. Tightening her knees on his hips so he couldn't move she started to ride him slowly, her pussy constricting around his cock. Leaning in she kissed him once again, her kiss in no way tender and gentle as his had been prior. This kiss was primal and spoke volumes of the emotions swirling deep inside her.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Zeke was pleasantly surprised when the woman let him kiss her, as well as by how tenderly she kissed him back. When she pulled away and met his gaze though, the look in her eyes wasn't what he expected. Sure, a handful of minutes had passed since her orgasm, but there wasn't even a tiny bit of fatigue or calmness in her deep blue eyes. She seemed so wild and untamed in that moment, not something one would expect from a woman on her back minutes after a powerful orgasm.

The woman thankfully didn't have to worry about the first part of that for long though. In the blink of an eye she reversed their positions once more, putting her on top of him, straddling him. Zeke;s hard and throbbing cock was trapped beneath her sopping wet cunt. He could feel the heat of her arousal, and it kicked his own arousal up a notch as well.

It was tough to say what exactly Zeke was expecting when the woman leaned down over him. Her movement put more pressure on his cock, causing a strange mix of pain and pleasure as it was squeezed between his body and her hot cunt. One thing he definitely didn't expect though, was for her to grab his arms, force them over his head, and command him not to move. He swallowed hard then, fearing what was coming his way, even if he did see the slight bit of playful in her sadistic smile.

The surprises just kept coming, because after such an order, Zeke hardly expected her kiss him again. It was a brief but passionate kiss that he gladly returned, wishing he could wrap his arms around her. As suddenly as her lips found his, they were gone again, trailing along his neck up to his ear. His head turned of it's own volition as he shamelessly groaned in pleasure. The feeling of her pulling his earlobe into her mouth and sucking on it pulled a sharp hiss from him. His hips instinctively tried to press upwards, but she not only held him firmly down and in place, but teasingly slid back and forth on his throbbing cock. He felt every shift and adjustment of her body, and the fact that she was teasing his cock with the part of her body that his cock desperately wanted to be inside. He wasn't nearly that lucky though, and let out another sharp hiss as he felt her lips trail down his neck to his chest and take his nipple between them. The pleasure was offset by a sudden stab of pain when he felt her twist his other nipple between two of her fingers. The pain pulled a sharp gasp from him and made his entire body flinch beneath her. It took every fiber of his being to keep his hands where she'd commanded him to keep them as his body was ravaged by the dueling sensations.

Pleasure seemed to be the next thing on the docket, and as the woman shifted once more, taking a bit of pressure off of his cock, Zeke's eyes lowered to see her looking at him. His cock jumped of it's own volition when she grabbed it, almost like it was a fish trying to escape her grasp. His gaze was still locked with hers, but he could still see and feel the way she rubbed her cunt with his cock. They moaned as one when she guided the tip of his iron-cored cock into herself, and his hips once again tried to buck, desperately trying to get the full penetration his body craved. Her position was still too secure though, the combination of her weight and the strength of her legs holding his body motionless, despite it's instinctive efforts.

The woman's words pulled Zeke's eyes open, eyes that he couldn't remember having closed. He let out a groan of dismay as she repeated his own words back to him. He thought that he'd done that already, giving her the orgasm with his tongue that she wouldn't have gotten otherwise, but she seemed to think differently. While her words did carry a serious note, namely the threat of punishment, there was still tiny hint of playfulness shining through the obvious hunger. There was little for him to do but swallow hard and nod his understanding, knowing that things were only going to get harder from her. Her words almost made him regret the foreplay he'd given her, because causing her such pleasure had excited him as well, and that excitement would only make it harder to...

"Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck..." Zeke cried out through gritted teeth as he felt the woman shift her hips and slowly sink down onto his cock. His previous thoughts were all but forgotten as he clenched his hands into fists. His hips of course tried to buck upwards once more, but her knees held him even tighter, forcing him to just lay there and take it.

The press of the woman's lips to his own were a blessing in a way. He got to close his eyes, making things slightly easier. That easiness was of course offset by the sheer primal passion that came with her kiss, a passion that he returned in kind. He didn't have to lift his head to meet her kiss, but he tried desperately to give as good as he was getting, hoping to lose himself in this kiss as she started to slowly ride him, the calm nature of her hips utterly offset by the kiss they shared.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra has seen the brief hint of fear in his eyes when she had ordered him to stay still. It was apparent her own eyes spoke volumes of the hunger that threatened to consumer her She was sure it was the uncertainty of what she had in store for him that caused him to fear her, even if it was just a little.

He was eager to every kiss and touch she laid on his body, his moans and gasps of pleasure and pain sending shivers down her spine. She could feel his body straining beneath her as he fought to thrust up into her waiting and eager pussy. His struggles only worked to fuel her onwards, her strong legs keeping him where she wanted him as she teased and ground against him. Her recent orgasm gave her the stamina to hold back and use her body against him, in a pleasurable and teasing way.

As she continued her exquisite torture of his body, she eyes never left his face. She watched as each emotion crossed over it and noticed that as things started to build his eyes would drift close, allowing him to taken in the pleasure, but also keep his composure. She kept that is mind as she waited for him to answer her question. At his reluctant nod, she smiled, wondering if he knew what he was getting himself into.

Her question was answered the moment she slid down on to his hard cock. His curse at the realization of what was yet to come called to her sadistic side. She longed to hear beg her, to hear the need in his voice. Her hips moved slowly as she rode his cock, their kiss full of promise. As she broke off the kiss she noticed that his eyes were closed once again.

"Open your eyes," she commanded, grinding her pussy down on his hard cock. "I want you to watch me fuck you. I want to see what you are feeling through your eyes." In reality she wanted to see the panic in his eyes as he got close and had to beg her to give him what she knew he would inevitably crave. She just wondered if he would obey her. Would he be able to keep his hands where she told him to, would he keep his eyes open and once it all became too much, would he beg her to let him come, or would he not be able to hold back. They were all tests she hoped he would pass, but, she would enjoy trying to make him fail.

Placing her hands on his shoulders she began to ride him with more fervour, her slick pussy sliding with ease along his hard cock. The feel of him deep inside her made her moan like a wanton service wench. His hard cock reached places others hand not even came close to, the waves of pleasure spurring her onward.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Any respite that came with being able to close his eyes was quickly washed away by the woman's next command when she broke their kiss. It came as she had him hilted inside her as she was grinding her body on him, once again using him for her pleasure. Zeke swallowed hard before forcing his violet eyes open once more.

Zeke knew that he was really in for it when the woman shifted her hands to his shoulders, bracing herself on him so that she could ride his cock with more vigor. His bottom lip quivered as his eyes twitched. Every nerve ending in his body was on end, sparking anew each time her cunt took the full of his length. She moaned like a wanton whore as the sounds of slick flesh slapping together filled the room. The air around them was permeated with the scent of her arousal mixed with their combined sweat.

It was the woman's command that Zeke hated the most. She got to take freely from his body while demanding that he retain his control. His people were wild and untamed by nature, consumed mostly with food, fighting, and fucking. They did naturally believe in foreplay, like he'd done earlier, but when it came to the carnal act itself, restraint was as far from their minds as it could get. He wanted so desperately to roll her to her back and fuck the shit out of her until it was in fact her begging for mercy.

A sea of thoughts flowed through his mind as moans and panting breaths flowed from his mouth. He thought of beating her, killing her, fucking her, raping her, and so many more things, all in the span of a few seconds.. One thought and one thought alone kept him in check though.

Thoughts of revenge helped him keep his wits about him. The beautiful thoughts of what he was going to do to Aerden in the cage tomorrow filled his brain as his cock continued to fill the woman. His entire body started to quake and clench, his toes curling as his fists clenched. He felt that familiar building sensation low in his belly as he held the woman's gaze. His body quaked more and more with each passing moment, yet still he was silent, even as his bottom lip quivered and eyes twitched and flicked between half closed and open.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra held her breath as she waited for him to open his eyes at her order. What she saw there when he finally opened them showed he was not exactly happy with it. She studied his face as she continued to ride his hard cock, trying to read what was going through his mind. Though he complied with her orders to stay still, his body trembled beneath her as if it was taking all of his energy to obey her.

As she leaned down to kiss him once more, her eyes met his and she held back a gasp at the mixture of emotions she saw roiling within them. His eyes spoke volumes of anger, defeat and so much more. The intensity made her even more curious as to what he was thinking.

It wasn't long before her own moans joined his as she continued to fuck him. The feel of him quivering beneath her as his hard cock buried deep inside her pushed her once again towards her own release. She could feel his cock swelling inside her and knew he was close himself. His silence brought her back to reality, making her realize that he didn't intend to beg her to come as she had ordered him. Moaning softly, she slowed her pace on his cock, moving enough to continue the sensation for him, but not enough to push him over the edge.

Shaking her head, she shifted her weight so that his cock was barely inside her as she moved to run her tongue slowly along his neck and up to his ear. Her tongue trailed along his ear, her breath hot against his skin.

"I know you want it," she whispered, her voice husky with her arousal. "Beg me. Beg me to fuck you until you come. Beg me or I will leave you like this for the night."

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Zeke's violet gaze never left the woman's as she continued to fuck him. His eyes twitched and sagged as the struggle inside of him waged on. It seemed like the ending to that war was inevitable until she took it upon herself to slow down on his cock. A loud groan of display burst from him as his hips bucked against her leverage futilely.

Though his eyes were open, Zeke almost didn't even notice the woman switch positions until he felt her tongue on his neck. His lip quivered even more in that moment, but with her hot breath against his neck and her tongue trailing around his ear he was able to close his eyes for the briefest of moments.

What she wanted was really just words right? In the end they meant nothing. He could say them, get what he wanted, and deal with the rest tomorrow after he killed Aerden.

"I...do want it! I do! Fuckme! Please! Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme!" The words spilled from Zeke's lips then as his head sagged to the side again, giving her better access to his neck as he also arched his back to press his chest against hers even more. The feeling of her diamond-like nipples grinding against his chest sent his body into overdrive once more. She was beautiful by any standards. That much couldn't be denied, and fucking her tight cunt was unlike any other woman. The difference was subtle and indescribable, something that could only be felt when his cock was hilted inside her.

 

[Kaena]

Kearra couldn't help but smile against his neck at his groan when she slowed her pace. She knew he had been so close to the edge, so sure that he was going to be able to come inhibited. Her own body was close as well, but, she didn't want him to think he could get away with not following through on her orders.

When the words she longed to hear finally fell from his lips, she frowned. Though she could feel the desperation is his voice, the words felt more like an order than begging. Like he was ordering her to fuck him until he got what he wanted.

"Watch your tone boy," she warned, chosing to ignore the temptation to chastise him for his choice of begging. Instead she bent her head and kissed the base of his throat as she slid down on his cock once more and then back off it again, teasing herself almost as much as she was teasing him. Capturing his lips she kissed him deeply before sliding her foot under his leg and rolling, flipping their position so that he was now on top of her. Wrapping her legs around his waist she pulled him in towards her, his cock burying deep inside her once again.

"Fuck me," she ordered, her eyes gleaming with arousal. "Fuck me until I come and only then are you allowed to come." Arching up to him, she rose her hips to meet him, a soft moan escaping her lips as his cock slid along the walls of her pussy. Pulling him down to her, she kissed him again, her kiss passionate and full of the hunger that was threatening to consume her.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Any annoyance that Zeke felt at the woman's words disappeared the second he felt her slide down onto his cock once more. The act and feel of it pulled an audible groan from his lips as his head tilted upwards of it's own volition. His eyes drifted closed once more as he felt her lips on the base of his throat. They opened as she pulled off, wondering how long she intended to play that game.

Zeke got the answer to his unspoken question almost immediately. He felt the hard press of her kiss moments before he felt her shifting and all but pulling him on top of her as she rolled to her back. He heard her words, even as her legs encircled him and pulled him to her, sinking his cock to the hilt once more. His eyes reflected his confusion in that moment, wondering if this was another test, or maybe even a trap?

Fro the moment he'd met her, she'd been all about control and reminding him of his place relative to her. There was only so much time to think about it though, because she soon rose from her back to kiss him and pull his chest down to her as she moaned into their kiss. He felt her passion and desire in that kiss, a hunger of sorts, and it took only moments for that hunger to envelope him as well. His brain may have been confused by the sudden change, but his body knew what to do.His arms snaked beneath hers, under her back so that his hands could grip her shoulders from underneath. His grip there held her in place as he pulled back until just the tip of his engorged cock was inside her, and he lunged forward, giving her the full of his cock in one swift motion.

The woman's tight cunt devoured his cock like no woman he'd ever been with. He loved sex, but the desire he felt for her in that moment was unbelievable. He pulled back and thrust into her again and again, feeling the walls of her cunt hugging it tight as he penetrated her and dragging with him in an attempt to maintain that contact. The end result was him feeling like he was truly spreading her open with every thrust. The sensitive tip of his cock was equally assaulted with every thrust. making him shiver against her as he kissed her with an unbridled passion he'd never known he had. His cock was like an iron-cored piston, hammering into her as his chest grinded too and fro against her nipples, all the while his strong and tightening grip on her shoulders held her in place for this ravenous fucking.