Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 163(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
As if reading my mind, Troylus said, “You can try if you want. Reach for the knife, my queen. Shall we test your power against me now that your magic is gone?”
Hating the fact that this man enjoyed taunting me, and he truly was a mighty foe, I retorted, “I don’t use the weapons of men to destroy my enemy.”
“Well then,” he said as he loosened his pants and pulled them below his hips without breaking his stare, “I will do the same. I will not use a man-made weapon to destroy my adversary either. I will only use my body.”
I propped myself up on my elbows enough to see Troylus’ large cock spring free from the restraints of his clothing, hard and ready. Focusing on the length, the girth, and the way it stood at attention, I nearly didn’t hear his next words.
“You have met your match with the kingsmen, Queen. This is a battle you cannot win.”
Summoning every last ounce of wicked strength I still had in my body, I tossed my hair over my shoulder with a flick of my head and smiled. “So you say.” I allowed my smile to grow and spread my legs even wider than he had. “So you say.”
“Zelladine, you have no powers here. None whatsoever. I realize that all you have is the illusion, a false mysticism, and the façade that you are indeed not frightened. And maybe you truly are fool enough not to be afraid, but I will change that.” He ran his finger down the lips of my pussy and then thrust his finger into my tiny hole. The intrusion had me gasping out of shock more than anything else. He kept it planted deep inside of me as he said, “This body of yours is unclaimed. I can tell. But I will also change that.”
Removing his finger, Troylus took hold of my hips and pulled my ass closer to the edge of the table. The quick movement had me falling onto my back, forcing me to stare at the ceiling as Troylus lifted my legs and bent my knees. He positioned himself between my thighs and pressed his dick to my entrance that had never been penetrated before.
“Scream, my queen. Scream. This will most certainly hurt.”
He pushed his member into my body, spreading my hole more than I could have imagined possible. Not sure if the biting pain was from stretching, or if he was ripping his way in, I clenched my fists at my sides and closed my eyes to fight against the pain.
“That is just the tip of my cock,” he said, as if warning me to prepare for more pain. “Are you ready to scream?”
I shook my head, refusing to look at his face. I would endure this act in complete darkness as I kept my eyes closed.
He thrust his cock all the way inside of me in one firm push, shattering a barrier that I knew to be my purity. As a pop reverberated through my core and worked its way to my ringing ears, and as a bright light flashed behind my eyelids, I did exactly as he wanted.
I screamed.
I screamed not only in pain, but in fucking delight.
Yes, yes, yes. This pain. This fucking pain.
Arching my back, I welcomed the burn and bite far more than I’d welcomed anything before.
Troylus pulled his cock out only to thrust inside of me again, and again. My scream turned to moans just as he warned it would do. Holding my hips and keeping my legs lifted with his arms secured at the crux of my knees, Troylus claimed me with driving thrusts of his body. The slickness of my pussy aided in the push and pull actions of his assault. No longer able to take such ecstasy in the dark, I opened my eyes to see the hunger in Troylus’ eyes cast down above me.
“That’s right, Queen,” he grunted as he drove his dick balls deep inside of me. “Scream again.”
I submitted to his command and screamed as he pulled out just enough that he could thrust back into me with all his force.
“Now moan,” he commanded as he released one hand on my hip, brought his fingertip to my clit, and circled the sensitive bud—shooting bolts of electricity through me. He then pinched my clit and demanded, “Moan!”
I did what he asked as I thrust my hips toward his hand, wanting more. I wanted more bite. More sting. I couldn’t get enough. My body could not get enough. Waves of desire savaged through every inch of my body as a fire increased in my destroyed and claimed pussy.
“Scream and moan. Scream and moan,” he grunted, fucking my body with no ounce of tenderness, no gentle touch.
He was a warrior slaughtering his opponent lying weakly before him on a cold slab of wood. His power, his dominance, and the driving force of his cock completely mastered my body.