Primal Masquerade (Closed for Kaena)

The lips that travelled up his neck and the increased speed of her movements made Zeke squirm that much more, his unintentional pulling again her hold at his wrists increasing as well. He was trying to do what she'd asked of him, even if she hadn't demanded it of him this time, and now she was making it all the harder for him to obey.

When the three words did finally come, whispered huskily against his ear, Zeke's response was instantaneous. He abruptly turned his head to find her lips, kissing her with power and insistence that bordered on violent. She clearly didn't care though, because her movements on his cock only got faster and harder, their slick flesh slapping against each others with every punishing movement that fed his cock into her devouring cunt.

The sharp pull of her mouth away from his made Zeke gasp and groan in protest, despite the cry of pleasure that erupted from her lips. Any doubts he had about her pleasure would have vanished when he felt the gush of her juices down his cock to coat his balls and the sheets below them. He was right there with her, gasping, panting, and moaning as his own pleasure finally overwhelmed his exhausted body. The tingling reached his balls and surged upwards, and made his cock erupt with his own cum. He quaked beneath her, his entire body shaking violently as her hands continued to hold him hostage.

The woman's movements somehow didn't miss a beat as she fucked her juices onto him and his into her, riding out the full of her release before finally utterly collapsing on to of him. His own cock responded with one final pulse of cum inside her. His arms encircled her then, having finally been loosed from her death grip. The room was silent then, save for their haggard breathing as they struggled to recover from the brief but draining experience.

It wasn't until that moment, with the both of them catching their breath, that Zeke finally remembered the question she'd asked him before kissing him. He reflected on it as he laid beneath her, thinking about his own reasoning for that action, whether he should answer her now, or if she even remembered it herself.

"I left without you, because I wasn't sure how your men would react if I walked towards you with weapons, even weapons you'd given me. I also wasn't sure if there were rules about speaking before being spoken to." Zeke paused after his first two statements and just stared at the ceiling. "My people aren't familiar with court life, with it's rules and propriety...I wasn't even sure your men would let me leave, especially with weapons, lest I try and fight my way out...So I figured the safest thing was to give up the weapons there and come straight here and not give the escorts any reasons to try and kill me..."

Zeke's gaze never moved from it's random spot on the ceiling as he spoke, and his voice was just a steady matter-of-fact tone. Even now he hated the uncertainty of his future, not knowing if she'd free him with the rest of his people that she'd promised to help or keep him for herself. His face reflected none of the feelings and thoughts rolling through his head.
 
She could hear his heart beating erratically in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. She could feel his cock softening inside her and with a strangled groan she shifted to allow him to slide out of her now sensitive pussy. She melted into the strength of his arms, allowing herself to relax and catch her breath.

She raised her head to look up at his face as he began to talk, not being able to avoid her eyes grazing along the sensual curve of his lips, the memory of them pressed against hers sending a shiver down her spine. She nodded her head in understanding of his words, lowering her head to softly kiss his chest before replying.


“You did the right thing,” she replied, laying her head on his chest once more. “If you hadn't relinquished your weapons and had tried to leave the arena, even I would not have been able to stop my guards from attacking you. They are trained to protect me and if you had kept your weapons, they would have seen that as a threat against me.”

She shivered as the cool night air danced lightly along her skin. She slowly disentangled herself from his arms and slid off his body to lie on the bed beside him. Reaching down she grabbed the edge of the fur skinned blanket and pulled it up over the both of them, sighing as the warmth of the blanket eased the chill on her skin.

She curled up against the side of his body, her head once again on his chest, her leg draped over his. He was silent once again and she wondered what he was thinking. Her own thoughts roiled in turmoil. On one hand she wanted him to stay there with her and on the other hand she knew he deserved to be free. It was selfishness on her part to force him to remain there as her slave, but, she couldn't face the thought of losing him. It was a feeling she had never felt before for anyone and it left her conflicted in more ways than one.

Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes, for the moment just enjoying his body against hers. Tomorrow was another day. A day to face the fallout from today's events. Her kingdom was in its own turmoil and she feared her inexperience would make it near impossible for her to fix. And there was the fact that there were still those of Zeke's people who were out there living as slaves, whom she had promised him she would find and free. It was all overwhelming to her and she didn't have a clue where to begin. But, for now, she was going to enjoy the warmth of the man, whom dare she say she was falling in love with, and face tomorrow when it came.

Her breath deepened as she started to slip off to sleep. The exhaustion of the day finally had consumed her.
 
Zeke was happy to hear that he had done the right thing in regards to the weapons. It was a small victory, but it at least meant that he was starting to understand his situation and surroundings.

It was with some reluctance that Zeke allowed the woman to disentangle herself from him, sliding off of him and out of his arms to end up curling up at his side before pulling the blanket over both of them. Her leg draped over one of his once more, asserting her dominance in a way, albeit a minor one. He didn't move or shift away from her, but rather lifted his left arm up to rest behind his head, giving him a better view of her when he finally lowered his gaze from the ceiling while also giving her additional options for where to rest her head if she wanted to change positions.

Zeke's breathing quickly returned to it's normal slow and steady pace as he simply laid there, lost in thought. With his revenge sated, his mind was filled mostly with thoughts of escape, freedom, and what he could or would do if it happened. Things weren't as cut and dry as many would assume, what with the rest of his village being dead or enslaved. As such, he had no home to go back to, no people to return to, and no real way to find the ones that had been sold off, let alone a way to buy their freedom.

Zeke knew there were of course other ways to free his people if he found them, but almost all of them ended with death, massive amounts of death, even under the best of circumstances. Then there was the prospect of the collateral damage that such efforts would cause, and the innocent people that would get hurt or killed. Regardless of how one felt about slavery, it was legal, and the people that had bought his people had no way of knowing that they were buying free and innocent people.

With thoughts of escape, freedom, and murder rolling through his head, Zeke was genuinely glad when he was pulled away from them by a soft sound the woman beside him made. Just looking at her made the thoughts roll through his head. He wondered how easy it might be, what the escape plan might be, and what he'd do afterwards. He finally just had to shake his head, trying to clear the thoughts away. His strength seemed to fade as the thoughts drifted from his mind, and within moments, it was his turn to drift off to sleep.



Zeke's sleep was blissfully dreamless, a far cry from the flood of thoughts that had filled his mind before sleep finally took him. He knew, even with his eyes closed, that he and the woman had drifted apart while they slept. He couldn't feel her body against his, and he found himself briefly missing the warmth of it. He could still hear her breathing beside him, and he opened his eyes briefly to look at her before slowly sliding sideways off the bed. He tried not to disturb her, not because he had sinister intent, but because he knew that the previous day had taken it's toll on her as well. He knew she needed the sleep, and he didn't want to disturb that if he could help it. He then walked slowly around the bed, moving past the wash basin towards the balcony.

It was still early, with the sun just barely starting to creep over the horizon, and Zeke simply inhaled the morning air as he rested his arms on the railing. In that moment it was hard not to wonder, "Why him?". It was true that he should count himself as lucky, but it was so hard not to think about how much simpler his life would be if he'd been sold off instead of one of the others, or simpler yet, killed in the ambush. They were cowardly thoughts, he knew that much, but it was also likely a hint of survivor's remorse. He hated the thoughts, but it wasn't so easy to cast them aside, especially now that he didn't have revenge to distract him.
 
She slept peacefully for the first few hours of the night, the warmth of his body against hers helping to ease her exhausted body and keep the nightmares at bay. She dreamed of peaceful times in her kingdom, when her father was still alive and she was blissfully unaware of the deceit and treachery that broiled beneath the surface. She dreamed of her life as a child when her mother was still alive and of running free in the forest surrounding the castle, not a care in the world.

It wasn't until she shifted in her sleep and rolled away from him that her dreams took a turn. Suddenly she was a young child in a village that was burning down around her. Armed men raced through the streets and screams filled the air as she watched men, women and children being loaded onto wagons, or meeting their demise at the hands of those very men. She whimpered in her sleep, tossing and turning, the blankets becoming entangled around her body. She could feel the child's fear and the fear of the people fighting for their freedom. It battered at her subconscious and forced her to jolt awake, her eyes racing to find him in the darkness.

She rolled on her side and watched him sleep as she thought of the dream she had. She was sure it was a manifestation of her feelings of guilt for what had happened to him and his people. She could never imagine what he had gone through and yet, despite her feelings of guilt, she couldn't bare the thought of setting him free. Taking a deep shuddering breath, she reached out to place a hand on his bare stomach, the warmth of his skin beneath her touch once again calming her.

She still felt exhausted and knew she had to try to sleep once again, in order to be well rested to face whatever the morning would bring. She hesitantly closed her eyes, allowing the lull of sleep to once again pull her under. Within minutes she was once again asleep, her soft breathing the only sound she made. This time she dreamed of him. He was naked and knelt between her legs, his cock hard with his desire for her. She lay naked on the bed before him, her legs spread invitingly, her body trembling in anticipation. She moaned softly in her sleep as he kissed along her inner thigh and trailed his tongue along her nether lips. Her pussy dampened in her sleep as she dreamed of him plunging deep into her wanton pussy, fucking her with all the passion she could see burning in his eyes.

She was so wrapped up in her dream that she didn't even feel him get up from the bed. Surprisingly she remained asleep, so entranced with the fantasy within her dream. Her sleep addled mind threw off her blankets and she lay naked in the cool morning air, her body squirming on the bed in reaction to what was going on inside her head. Her body was awake, even though her mind still help her captive in the dream and fast asleep.
 
Dark thoughts still filled Zeke's mind when he heard movement on the bed. He lifted his arms off of the railing, and turned around. He expected to see her standing at the wash basin or still sitting on the bed, but was surprised to see that neither was the case. The woman was still lying in bed, flat on her back. Curiosity sparked within him when he saw that she had kicked the blankets off of herself, and was squirming. He walked slowly back into the room, his eyes naturally drawn to her breasts as they rose and fell with each breath she took.

As Zeke got closer to the bed, he saw that her nipples were hard. He moved to the foot of the bed, his eyes now being drawn between her spread legs. The light from the rising sun wasn't much to go on, but it was enough to send his mind along a new train of thought.

The thoughts rolling through Zeke's mind now were as insane as they were stupid. Sure, he'd done it once before, and the woman had loved it, but this woman was a queen. The more his brain told him how stupid it was, the more Zeke found himself wanting to do it. His tongue slid across his lips as he remembered how she'd tasted the last time he'd done it. So, it was with thoughts of that taste, rather than how stupid and risky what he was about to do was, that Zeke bent down and slid slowly onto the bed. It was impossible to not jostle the woman at least a little as he slid onto the bed, but as long as he moved slowly, there was a chance that he wouldn't disturb her until he was ready to do so.

Moments felt like years as Zeke slid slowly closer to the woman, his target clear as day, complete with the splayed legs that guided him in. The hard part was still to come though, and even with her legs bent a bit, it was hard to slide his hands and arms beneath her knees, especially with her still squirming.

Zeke's patience was rewarded though. He saw her cunt glistening with arousal as he lowered his head and opened his mouth. His tongue inched closer, and he held his breath as it pressed against her heated flesh. The first taste of her arousal made his heart rate spike, making it that much harder to control himself. He slowly slid his tongue up the full length of her moist slit, circling the pearl at the top a couple of times before dragging it back down once more.
 
Kearra was so deep into the dream fantasy that it took a few minutes for her mind to seperate dream from reality. As her body shuddered beneath his exploring tongue, she slowly became awake, her sleep addled brain still causing her to think that she was deep within the dream. It was the feel of his tongue on her clit that brought her to full awareness and she woke completely, a moan slipping from her lips.

“Wha.. what do you think you are do..” her chastising words were cut off by another moan as her body arched beneath his tongue. She looked down her nude body to find the sight of him naked and face buried between her legs. As much as she wanted to reprimand him for touching her without permission, she couldn't help admit that it definitely felt good.

Deciding she would deal with him later, she gave herself over to the pleasure he was bestowing upon her, arching off the bed once more as his tongue slid between her nether lips. Reaching out, she tangled her fingers in his hair and pushed his face closer to her pussy, arching up to grind against him.

The combination of her erotic dream and the expert skill of his tongue was already pushing her close to coming. The delicious pressure started to build between her legs and her breath quickened in response. Taking a deep breath she attempted to calm herself and ignore the urge to throw him down on the bed and ride him until they both came. Instead she held herself back, enjoying his exploring mouth, wondering what he was going do to next.
 
Zeke knew the exact moment when the woman woke up, and it was only then that his arms closed around her thighs, holding them in place as his tongue dipped between her nether lips, pushing inside before coming back out and circling her moist pearl once more. The feel of the woman's hand in his hair had him wondering if she would try to push him away or pull him closer. His question was answered quick enough as he felt her grip tighten and pull him against her cunt as she arched her back and pushed herself against him.

Seeing the woman act so wantonly made Zeke's heart jump. He knew how much she carried on her shoulders, and how hard it was for her to let go and just think about herself. He couldn't do much for her on that front, but he could at least do this for her.

With the woman's none-too-gentle guidance, Zeke's mouth closed around the moist pearl that he knew was the center of her pleasure. He sucked hard upon the distended nub, flicking his tongue rapidly against it. Her release, when it came, came faster than he expected. Even when he felt the first warm pulse of her release on his chin, her grip didn't let up, forcing his mouth and tongue to stay where she wanted them, not that he minded. He sucked and flicked for all he was worth, riding through the full of her release until her grip in his hair finally loosened.

Zeke knew how sensitive the woman's cunt would be just then, but he wasn't quite ready to be done. He backed away from her pulsing cunt and move his lips to kiss each of her thighs and the tender flesh on either side of her molten core. He shifted one of his arms, moving it more fully around her, but mostly so that his fingers could join in. He let two fingers gently trace up, down, and around her core ,whose heat he could still feel in steady pulses against his fingers and face.
 
At the feel of her orgasm pulsing through her body, Kearra let herself go and rode the wave, letting his expert mouth guide her to a peak of pleasure she had never felt before. She held him against her as she arched beneath him, her soft cries echoing through the room. When she finally was satiated she collapsed back against the bed and released her grip on his hair. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her eyes looking down her body at him still knelt between her legs.

A delightful shiver traveled through her body at the feel of his lips against her leg and the soft skin of her inner thigh. She waited in anticipation for him to return his mouth to feast on her eager, yet sensitive pussy. She frowned as he shifted his position, sure that he was going to pull away from her, but the frown soon vanished at the feel of his fingers tracing around her pussy, sending electric pulses through her body.

She once again fought against the urge to pull away and take over from where he left off. Instead she lay back against the pillows, her body rising to meet his touch, desperate for more.

“Don't tease,” she said breathlessly, her hand trailing lightly through his hair as she trembled beneath him. His fingers continued to trace along her skin almost reverently, driving her desire for him to new extremes.
 
Zeke's eyes were transfixed on the lovely pussy before him, watching the way the skin shifted and moved beneath his fingers and enjoying the warmth when he pressed his lips against it or his cheek against her thigh.

The two breathless words that came from the woman's lips pulled his gaze upwards. His gaze slid slowly up her body, glistening with sweat, her breasts heaving just a little as she hadn't fully recovered her breath, and then finally settling on her beautiful blue eyes. Her fingers played with his hair a bit, and her gaze was gentle in a way, and it made him smile. He held it for a moment as he dropped his lips to press a tender kiss against the moist pearl that craved his attention.

"You were too sensitive to keep going..." Zeke said in a soft and knowing voice before dropping his to kiss the skin on both sides of her pussy. His fingers continued to trace their slow and tender circles. When they reached the apex once more though, his head dipped again. "But now..." He let his words trail off as his fingers applied just enough pressure to pull back the hood that tried to shield her moist pearl, fully exposing it for his tongue to slide up and around. His gaze didn't move from hers though, and his violet eyes simply watched her beautiful body as he went to work with his lips and tongue once more.
 
A shiver ran through her body as he lowered his head to kiss her clit. She moaned in response to the soft kiss on the skin beside her pussy. His fingers felt like electricity against her skin. She couldn't argue with him about her being too sensitive but despite that she wanted to feel his mouth against her again. She cried out softly as she felt his fingers push against her, the exposed bud twitching at its exposure to the air.

She cursed loudly in reaction to his tongue on her clit once again. Her steel gaze met his and never waivered as he feasted on her sex once again. Her breath quickened with each pass of his tongue, her body squirming beneath him. She could feel a sheen of sweat on her skin as her breath quickened. Her skin felt alive under his touch, each pass of his tongue sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. It wasn't long before she felt the pressure start to build between her legs again, her body practically singing with her need for release.

She couldn't deny that he was talented with his mouth, but, she longed to feel him buried deep inside her. She wanted give him the release he had given her and was about to give her again. But, something still held her back. Something kept her from pushing him away from her pussy and taking from him what she desperately wanted. She lifted her leg and placed it on his shoulder, opening herself up even more for him. She moaned loudly as she felt another wave of pleasure wash over her. As much as she tried hold back she couln't and she cried out as another orgasm washed over her, her juices flowling generously into his awaiting mouth.
 
The curse that he pulled from her lips only succeeded in making Zeke growl against her sopping wet cunt. His lips and tongue worked tirelessly against her pulsing flesh, sucking, flicking, and circling with fervid and deliberate intent.

The feeling of the woman lifting her leg up to his shoulder, opening herself more fully to his attentions only encouraged him. His gaze finally abandoned hers as he pushed his tongue into her again, rolling it back and forth as the more distinct taste of her juices bathed his tongue and assaulted his senses. The grip of his hands and arms around her thighs tightened, and he let out another primal growl, barely stifled against her flesh.

The woman's second release built quickly, much faster than Zeke expected, and the sudden cry of pleasure came with an equally sudden burst of her juices around his invading tongue and into his waiting mouth. He redoubled his efforts then, tightening his grip once more as he pulled his tongue from inside her and returned his attentions to her clit once more. His attentions were gentler this time, even as he rode out the rest of the release that he'd given her. His tongue glided slowly over and around that moist little pearl, more of a gentle caress than the oral assault from before.

Only when the woman's second release finally subsided, and her body collapsed back against the bed once more did Zeke finally move from between her thighs. He eased her leg off of his shoulder, slid his hands from around her and crawled slowly up the bed. He lowered his tongue to her naval and licked a slow trail up her stomach and between her breasts. His hands moved beside her.

Zeke's mouth deftly dodged the woman's then as his hands found hers. He clasped them together as he lifted them over her head, brushed his cheek against hers and lowered his lips to her neck. He lowered his body down then, and the feel of her hard nipples against his chests made his achingly hard cock jump of it's own volition. He shifted his hips forward, and smiled against her neck as the sensitive tip cleaved the velvety lips of her sopping wet sex. He closed his mouth around her neck and sucked hard as he pressed forward, entering her with a slow but steady push that didn't stop until the full of his engorged cock was sheathed within her. He groaned shamelessly then, releasing her hands as he finally lifted his mouth to kiss her.
 
His mouth on her clit kept her on an orgasmic high as she writhed on the bed beneath him. She was sure her guards in the hallway would be able to hear her cries of pleasure as they echoed throughout the chamber. It several minutes for her orgasm to subside and she collapsed on the bed, her body trembling from the after effects. She fought to catch her breath as she watched him slowly crawl up the bed , the path of his tongue making her squirm in exstasy.

As he reached her mouth, she attempted to pull him in for a kiss, but he expertly dodged her and grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head. She struggled for a second in protest but his lips on his neck drew her attention, her body awakening once again to his touch. The feel of his chest brushing against her hard nipples sent jolts of pleasure through her body and she arched against him, eager to feel more of his touch.

She shivered in anticipation at the feel of his hard cock sliding between her sensitive pussy lips. Another load moan escaped her lips and she pulled against his grip on her hands, wanting to wrap her arms around him and pull him down to her. She gasped as he pushed forward, his cock burying deep inside her. Her pussy clenched tightly around his cock and she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even deeper inside her.

Her hands instantly went to his shoulders when he finally released them and she met his kiss with an unbridled passion. Her tongue danced lightly against his as she arched up to meet him. Once again she resisted the urge to flip their position and take control of the situation, wanting for once to relinquish all control and lose herself in the passion they shared between them.
 
There could be no doubts in Zeke's mind that the woman wanted this, not after her legs quickly wrapped around his hips, pulled him closer, and all but held him in place. He felt her body arching and moving with every pull of her legs, desperately trying to get him deeper and closer. During one such moment he let his arms slip beneath her. His fingertips pressed firmly into her back on either side of her spine. They stopped just below her neck though. He knew what she was expecting, likely the same thing he'd done before, but he was not a one-trick-pony.

Zeke's arms flexed beneath the woman. His hips flexed, shifted forward, and hilted himself in her once more. The final step came in his back, flexing beneath the nails that were already digging in. He lifted her upper body, making his hips shift back a bit and his cock slip out a bit. He lifted her into a seated-like position, gravity helping to push his cock back into her. His arms held and supported her as his lips dipped for her neck once more, kissing and sucking at the tender flesh. His hips worked back and forth, trying to find a rhythm as he hilted himself inside her again and again.
 
The sensual way he slid his arms under her and lifted her into a seated position sent another shiver over her body. She made a small sound of protest as she felt his cock slip out of her but it fell silent at the feel of him hilted in her once again as he shifted their position. She held tightly to his shoulders, her head falling back to allow him easy access to her neck. His body was warm beneath her touch, almost as if he was burning up from his desire for her.

Her body came alive as he became to thrust in and out of her eager pussy. Her hips moved in unison with his, allowing her to both give and take pleasure in unison with him. Sliding her hand up the back of his neck, she tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling his head up capture his lips with her own. Her moans muffled against his lips as she kissed him, her breath deepening with each thrust of his hard member.

She could feel the pressure starting to build inside her again, but the fact that he had already brought her to two mind blowing orgasms combined with the position he held her in helped her to hold back and enjoy the moment. Her body moved vigorously along with his, building the pleasure higher and higher.

“I'm so close again” she managed to mutter, her chest rising and falling with excited breaths. She pulled him close enough so she could run her tongue along his ear before dipping her head to kiss his neck.
 
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Zeke loved and genuinely savored every sound and reaction he pulled from her in that moments. He knew she was glad to be in a position to properly participate, even before her hips started to move, matching the rhythm he set for them. Her hands sliding up his back only stoked the fire that was burning so hot inside him, and when her fingers tangled in his hair and pulled his head upwards, he happily relented, grunts, groans, and panting breaths being stifled by the hard kiss she pressed to his lips.

A thin sheen of sweat started to glisten on Zeke's skin as every nerve in his body was firing. It was lifting his mind to a high that he'd never truly experienced, making him almost unaware of the direct actions of his body. As such, his hips just started to thrust faster and harder pounding into her cunt with a wet slapping sound as she pushed against him with equal force and fervor.

The words that slipped from the woman's mouth were everything to Zeke in that moment, save for for the delightful feeling of her tongue along his ear and the press of her lips to his neck. He wanted to respond, and knew that he should, but words were beyond him. He could only hold her tighter as he gasped and panted, futilely and desperately trying to get oxygen into his straining lungs.
 
Their bodies moved in symbiotic unison as they both rushed towards the apex of their individual release. She could feel her impending orgasm rushing to the surface with each thrust of his cock deep into her molten core. Her breath deepened as she attempted to keep her orgasm at bay, wanting to experience hers at the same time he did. She also wanted to see if he would push on through without a word or if he would remember her order to ask for permission before he came.

As much as she tried to hold back, his fervent thrusting, mixed with sounds of pleasure falling from hips lips pushed her over the edge. She cried out loudly as she came hard, her body grinding against his as she took her pleasure from him. Her body spasmed against his as each wave of pleasure washed over her. It felt as if time stood still for that brief moment before she finally fell backwards in exhaustion, her arms moving to catch her fall at the same time as his hands glided down her back to support her.

As she leaned back on her hands, trying to catch her breath, she realized he was still hard inside her, yet to experience his own release. She studied his face, waiting for him to say something, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock as the aftershocks of her orgasm continued to wrack her body.
 
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Zeke pushed hard for her release, his arms holding her close, every bit of their bodies joined and writhing in pleasure, and her cry of pleasure was once again music to his ears, even if it was almost deafening. He felt her continuing to grind against him, her cunt squeezing and spasming around his penetrating cock, despite the powerful release coursing through her. Her body quaked violently in his arms before suddenly falling backwards.

Zeke's arms dropped to her lower back, holding her steady as her own arms dropped from around him to brace against the bed. He held her gaze again, groaning at the feel of her cunt pulsing with the aftershocks of her release around his still hard and invading cock.

Without a word, Zeke's head dipped again. His hands flexed, guiding her back and forth on his cock as his hips shifted and pushed, matching that rhythm. His lips pressed against her breastbone before starting a rapid trail of kisses down and between her lovely breasts. His thrusts intensified again as his tongue slipped from between his lips to glide along the curve of one of the lovely globes. It then slid slowly up the swell of her breast to slowly circle her nipple once before his lips pounced on it without warning. A low growl, stifled only by the flesh before him, rumbled in his throat as he sucked hard on the diamond-hard nub, flicking it with his tongue as the movement of his hips picked up again.
 
She shuddered at the feel of his lips trailing down her body and his cock still thrusting deep inside her. As his mouth reached her breast, she arched in response, a strangled moan escaping her lips. Her skin felt on fire at each touch. Arching up once more, she clenched her pelvic muscles, tightening around his questing member.

Bracing herself even more on her hands, she bore down on him, her hips shifting to allow him to slide even deeper inside her. She knew he had to be close to his release, his low growl against her skin sending another shiver down her spine. She growled in her own response, her head falling back in ecstasy as he thrust into her once more.

She fought to catch her breath, her heart beating erratically in her chest. It was starting to look more and more like he had forgotten her one rule and was going to cum without permission. The thought of punishing him for it later sent another shiver through her body, a sly smile appearing on her lips.
 
Seeing and feeling the woman's responses to his continued ministrations only pushed him farther. His muscles rippled and tightened, his hands shifting slightly so that his thumbs curled around her hips. He still supported her, but now he had the leverage to thrust. His grip tightened as his skin started to burn hot, his desire for her rising as he felt her physical encouragements, despite how sated she must feel.

Their combined efforts and fervor made Zeke's penetrating cock slide just a bit deeper. They both growled as the tip of his cock just barely grazed her cervix. That barest of touches sent lightning coursing through him. He saw her head back and took the opportunity to pounce on her other nipple as her back arched and pressed it towards him. He sucked hard on the diamond-hard nub as he flicked it relentlessly with his tongue.

The second thrust was fueled by all the emotions that burned inside Zeke. He felt the tingling in his belly but didn't care. Another near-violent thrust brought that sensation to his balls. His eyes closed as his body trembled. His muscles tightened even more, and even his cock swelled the slightest bit more. That very next thrust into her painfully tight cunt had that feeling rushing up his cock. His lips loosed her nipple, only to jump up and pounce on her breastbone. His cock erupted with his cum as it pounded against her cervix with unrelenting fervor, each thrust loosing a fresh pulse of his hot seed into the cunt that milked it so.

The woman's flesh did hardly anything to stifle the roar that loosed from him as he continued to savor the release that overwhelmed his beleaguered body. He fucked her through the full of his own release now, only stopped when the burning of his muscles demanded it. His cock held out longer than he did, offering up one final pulse before finally starting to wane.

Zeke's strength waned with that of his cock's, and he quivered and shook for several tense moments before finally falling shamelessly backwards, taking the woman he held with him.
 
She could feel his cock pressing deep inside her as his lips moved to her breastbone. She arched up to meet him, her back bending at an almost unnatural angle. Her hands dug into the sheets beneath her, her nails turning to claws and shredding the cloth. She could feel herself losing even more control that she wanted to and she took a deep breath to calm herself, her nails returning to normal and her back returning to a more natural position.

She didn't have much time to relax before she felt his cock swell inside her. It felt like he was in contact with every nerve inside her, sending waves of pleasure rocketing through her body. She moaned loudly at the feel of his hot seed spilling inside her.. She continued to move her hips in unison with him, milking him for every drop before he was finally spent.

She cried out in surprise as he fell back onto the bed, taking her with him. She collapsed onto his chest, his softening cock still resting inside her. She could feel his heart beating wildly beneath her, almost in unison with her own. She kissed his chest softly, not willing to move just yet, wanting to savour the moment. She moved a little up his body, letting his cock slip out of her as she kissed the side of his neck softly.

“Did you forget something my pet?” she inquired. She was intrigued to see if he would come to conclusion on his own of what he had done wrong, or if she would have to tell him. Leaving him to ponder on what she said, she slid the rest of the way off him and rolled onto the bed beside him. Laying her head on his shoulder, she lazily trailed her fingers lightly on his stomach, waiting for his sex addled mind to return to reality.
 
About the only thought that passed through Zeke's mind in the moments after his orgasm was that he was glad he'd managed to fall backwards rather than forward. He had been all-consumed with the moment, and was as drained as he was sated in the moments after. He wasn't sure he'd have had enough mind to get his arms down to prevent him from falling fully on top of her.

Zeke savored those moments, just resting with her on top of him as they both tried to catch their breath. His lips curled into a small smile when she kissed his chest, but he did let out soft sigh when she moved up his body, his body quivering briefly as his soft cock slipped out of her. The kiss to his neck pulled another sigh from him, and made his smile widen a little.

The woman's question caught Zeke off guard. Granted, he was briefly distracted with the feel of her fingers trailing along his stomach. His eyes danced back and forth for a couple of seconds, trying to think if she'd asked anything of him or ordered him to do anything. He replayed the events of the previous day in his head, but was coming up empty.

"Forget? You didn't demand anything. What could I forget?" Zeke asked, genuinely confused by the question.
 
She frowned at his response. It was true she had not outright demanded anything of him, but, it appeared he had forgotten each time they had been together prior to then. Albeit he had gone through a lot since the last time she had fucked him and his mind was most likely on other things, but, she expected him to remember anything she commanded of him, no matter the situation.

“So quickly you have forgotten your place,” she said, shaking her head as she kissed his neck once more. “Your fight with Aerden may be over, but that does not change the fact that you belong to me. All of you belongs to me.” As she spoke her hand trailed up his thigh and then brushed lightly over his now resting cock. “That includes your orgasms. You were warned not to cum without permission.”

“I was willing to forgive your boldness this morning and touching me without permission,” she said, her hand continuing to toy with his cock. “Perhaps a reminder of your place will make you think twice next time.”

She dipped her head and kissed his chest once more, her mouth moving to his nipple just as a loud knock sounded on the door.

“Your people await you milady,” Kaldar's voice boomed from the other side of the door. She sighed and pulled away from Zeke, her eyes travelling up and down his naked body before she slid off the bed. Pulling on her robe she went to the door and opened it, her eyes indicating her displeasure at the interference.

“Let them wait,” she snapped before taking a deep breath at Kaldar's frown. She couldn't just stay in bed all day with Zeke. She did have duties to perform. “I will be down within the hour” Not waiting for Kaldar's reply she closed the door and turned back to Zeke.

“Get up and get cleaned up,” she ordered, biting her lip as her eyes traveled along his naked body once more. “You will join me in the throne room this morning.” Leaving her words hanging in the air, she moved quickly to wash the sheen of sweat off her skin and dress for the day.
 
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The woman's words had such a curious contradiction with her actions. She condemned his actions, in so many words, yet continued to kiss his neck, chest, and toy with his cock. She even dipped her mouth down to pounce on his nipple before a knock on the door interrupted her.

Zeke's mind latched onto the last of those words as he watched her slide off of the bed, cover herself with a robe, and head towards the door. Her next words were nothing short of a command, even as he saw her eyes roam up and down his body once more.

An anger that Zeke hadn't truly been aware of slowly began to surface. Everything that had happened in these few days, the things they'd done and said, and he was still nothing but a slave to her?

"I suppose I do need to remember my place don't I? Zeke asked, his voice low and steady as he slid off of the bed. "Let's see, I'm an innocent man that watched his entire village get ravaged by your men under your watchful eye before being seeing the survivors get sold into slavery while I was spared only to be used as entertainment in a death match, your death match! I survived, only to be interrogated and whipped because I wouldn't tell you what you wanted to hear! I'm alive, because I was ready to be whipped to death for not lying to you. A ring of traitors was discovered within your own ranks, because of me, and those men were found and executed, the man that captured me being among them. And after all of this, the actions of a traitor are protect by law, forcing a free man into slavery."

Zeke walked towards the woman as he spoke, his violet eyes slowly darkening as his rage increased. His muscles tensed and expanded, but he never missed a beat or a step, approaching her with a slow and steady strike. "Tell me miss...whatever the hell your name is, is that enough of a reminder of my place, or did I forget something?"
 
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Kearra couldn't help take a step back in defense as he strode across the room towards her. She could see his anger burning in his eyes, his voice practically dripping with venom. His words hit her like daggers, touching upon every insecurity she had been fighting since the moment she had saved him from the ring. The fact that in his anger he was willing to stoop low enough to take these jabs at her hurt more than she cared to show him. And from that hurt grew her own anger. Anger at having everything that she had to face the last few days, anger at being bound the law she didn't agree with, anger at the whole situation and most of all in the moment, anger at him for reminding her of it all.

Despite the anger roiling inside, her face remained stoic as he finished the final steps between them and stood before her, his body trembling with his barely contained rage. She waited till he finished speaking before she said anything, more to allow herself time to gather her thoughts than out of courtesy. She knew anything she was about to say was most likely going to trample any of the relationship that had been building between them, if it hadn't been already. She raised her head to meet his gaze and took a deep breath, the deepening blue of her eyes the only sign of the turmoil warring deep inside her.

“How dare you” she replied, her voice calm yet carrying a warning tone. “After all I have done so far in attempt to make things right with you. You have the audacity to throw it back in my face.” Taking a another deep breath, she shook her head. “I know it is my fault you are here. I know it was my men that captured and killed your people. I know it was my death match that you were dragged to. I am well aware of all those things. I do not need to be reminded of them.”

She could feel her body starting to tremble as she started to lose her grip on her anger and she turned away from him for a second to ground herself. Once she felt she was calm again, she turned back to face him.

“I know the situation that brought you here to me as my slave was not ideal,” she said, her voice wavering. “But, it doesn't change the fact that I saved your life, not once now, but twice. The rules of the land bind you to me, whether you like it or not. You are my slave and I expect obedience from you as I would from any other slave. To expect otherwise would make me seem weak in the eyes of my people, something I cannot afford to happen, especially now.”


Reaching out she ran her hand along the side of his neck and down his chest before moving down to between his legs. Encircling her hand around his cock, she tightened her grip as she looked into his eyes. She paused for a moment an idea starting to surface as to how to punish him and put him back in his place.

“I gave you an order boy,” her voice once again calm and cool. “I expect you cleaned up and kneeling to wait for me as I dress. And as for my name. My name is Kearra Morgenstein, but, you will call me Mistress from now on. Hurry up, I don't have all day. My kingdom awaits.”
 
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Zeke stood before Kearra after he was done speaking. He made no move towards her or any attempt to strike or grab her. He simply stood there, waiting for the response that he knew was coming. When the woman's head lifted, and her gaze met his, he held it, even as she took the deep breath that was effectively the calm before the storm.

When the first words came from Kearra's mouth, her voice was calm yet carried a warning tone. Zeke stood his ground as she spoke, not saying a word, effectively giving her that same respect that she'd given him, even when he said things that they both knew angered her. She did waiver slightly, her head breaking the stare they'd shared before she finally turned back once more.

There was of course a specific thing that Kearra said that triggered Zeke once more, but he held off for the moment as she reached her hand towards him. He truly did want to swat that hand away, but he tolerated it when slid along the side of his neck and down his chest before moving down to between his legs. He made no move to stop her when she encircled her hand around his cock, and didn't respond when she tightened her grip and met his gaze once more.

"I don't know much about life at court or in a castle, but I do understand loyalty and obedience. I never once challenged or disobeyed you when other people were around or in the same room." Zeke turned away from the woman, his rage fading now, as he'd never intended to try and hurt or overpower Kearra. "I guess...I don't know..." He finally turned back to meet her gaze once more. "...that it was different when it was just the two of us, but I guess I was wrong."

Zeke left it at that and moved to try and brush her hand off of his cock so that he could head to the wash basin to clean up like she demanded.
 
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