by Kaylee Kane
I had no idea what came over my body. I could not stop thinking about Zaul. Every time his mental image flounced in my head, I started trembling and feeling like a horny slut. I had never been this intimate with anyone, I did not think there were many men would make me feel the same way.
But this Prince Zaul…he made me want to submit to him, want to break every single rule and give myself to him right now!
I grabbed and crumpled the sheet between my fingers.
Oh god, I just wanted to rip his pants off and see how big his cock was. His dick print was so obvious, a wicked temptation. I wished I had the courage to grab it and feel it between my fingers. Now all was left was this crippling regret mocking me for not going after what I wanted the most.
That explained why Karyn’s life was so much more exciting than mine. She broke all the rules and did not give a damn what others thought of her. She just wanted to have fun and ride cocks.
I could not really compare my life with her. She was a commoner. But I was a royal, burdened with royal duties. There were so many rules that I had to follow that sometimes I wished I was a commoner instead, so I could go out, have adventures, and do whatever I wanted.
A naughty idea suddenly hit me. I glanced at the shut door to make sure no one could suddenly walk into me. My body trembled as I sucked in a needy breath.
I bit my lips. My body was singing with pleasure when I let my hand wander down my body under the sheet. My fingers felt like a criminal lurking around in the back alleys of the palace as they followed the wetness. AS if they were getting closer and closer to the forbidden zone.
A moan bubbled up my throat. I fought to even my breaths as my eyes darted around, half-expecting the king’s guards to suddenly jump on me for the crime I was about to commit.
I groaned through my tight lips when my cold fingers slipped under my panties and brushed against my warm, sensitive folds. My body twitched with need as a surge of lust shot straight into my core.
I threw my head back against the pillow and gasped greedily for air. I blinked quickly. I could not help feeling dirty and filthy as if I had just committed treason against my own father.
I could not stop myself. My fingers were slick with my horny juice as I continued to rub my clit up and down. Up and down. Every stroke sent sparks flying into my stomach.
I gritted my teeth to hold back my lusty moans. My stomach reeled when I saw the flittering footsteps in the tight space under the door as the guards marched past. My free hand immediately flew to cover my mouth.
I arched my back to push my pussy against my desirous fingers. I shameless parted my legs to receive my eager strokes. Heat blazed through my skin, setting me on fire.
I thrashed and kicked my legs against the sheet. My panties were soaking wet and became a restriction against my urgent hand. I pulled them down my legs and kicked under my sheet.
“Oh my god! Shit, this feels so good!” I muttered to myself as I sped up my strokes. My slick fingers glided across the smooth, glistening folds. They rubbed in a sweet circular motion on my clit. Few times, my fingers slipped and they almost thrust through the opening of my pussy.
No…I told myself. As much as I wanted to fingerfuck myself right now, I must save myself for Prince Zaul…I wanted him to be the first one who penetrated me…to stretch me with his yummy massive cock and fill me up with his baby juice.
I groaned and writhed like a worm. The sweltering pleasure was brewing inside me, threatening to burst at any time. A primal need I never knew existed within me roared and blossomed to life.
I scratched my nails desperately across the satin smooth sheet. I thought I might even tear them into shreds. I could not be bothered. I wanted to release right now.
“Oh…Zaul…I want you to fuck me…Claim me like a whore I am...” I groaned between my moans. Blood was loud in my ears, punctuated by the sloppy filthy wet sounds from my pussy.
My other hand reached behind my back and undid my bra. An explosive sigh of relief escaped from my mouth. I felt a weight off my chest as I removed my bra. Cold air kissed my erect nipples, making them hard as pebbles.
I pinched and teased my tits, making them even longer.
“Oh god…I am going to come…” My cheeks were on flames. I was so close to the edge. My body seemed to have gained its own will. My hips bucked violently against my fingers.
Hot breath rushed out through my lips as my lungs strained for air. A musty hot bubble of air formed under the sheet. I roughly pulled the sheet off and saw my own legs, spread open.
My wet folds were raw in pink and glistened with my pre-cum that ran down the insides of my thighs. Oh god. I threw my head back and gasped for air.
I wished Zaul could see this himself. I wished Zaul could see how wet I was for him. How much I yearned for him to claim and fuck me like his whore.
I stroked myself faster and harder. My long nails thrusting against the wet folds. “Zaul…oh, Zaul…fuck me…Oh, god…please make me come…”
I arched my back, desperately reached for my climax. My fingers weren’t stopping and my pussy started to numb from the stroking. My heart beat erratically.
I twisted and flipped around in the bed. Now my knees were planted against the bed and my ass was arched skywards in doggy position. The position itself was humiliating enough it added to my erotic excitement.
While picturing Zaul was standing there and watching, I continued to play with my pussy until it was dripping. I groaned into my pillow and thrust my hips back.
I nearly fell over in elation when the insane pleasure crashed me. I momentarily lost my sight. Stars burst in my eyes. A loud sigh escaped from my chest.
My whole body trembled like crazy when I exploded. Hot cum spilled all over my fingers and soaked my sheet. I collapsed in the bed and gasped desperately for air.
My room was stuffy with the smell of pussy and sex.
“Oh, god…that was so good, my Zaul…” I muttered to myself and gazed into the distance with my half-open dreamy eyes.
My head was spinning. A loud siren hammering my head. Oh no, wait. It was not me.
It was really the emergency siren. All my muscles tensed with fear as I blinked quickly and tried to regain my senses.
4
Ender
This is a bad, bad idea.
It was the mating season. When the night fell tonight, the full moon would hang high in the dark abyss above, illuminating over the land like a giant warning sign. It would be the time when our senses and instincts were the sharpest.
It would also be the time when our hormones would rage like a stormy sea and the rampant animalistic desire soar in our souls, turning us into the primitive beasts the Kayaeans would claim us to be.
It seemed that the Kayaeans were aware of this as well. During this time of the year, they would lock their virgins away. What they had no idea of was that we could single out every single woman in the village.
If we wanted to claim them, they would have nowhere to go…
Today we would let them have a taste of what they expected of us.
It probably was not the best time for this plan…when we barely had control over ourselves.
But someone had to do the dirty job.
Someone had to fight for justice long due.
Someone had to avenge Iyel.
And it would be me and my four brothers.
“We will go on our separate ways here,” I said. My four brothers nodded in unison. Their golden eyes spat fire. Angry breath rushed out from their chests. “Stay low until you get to the King, then kill him. Do not cause unnecessary troubles.”
My eyes rested on Hatch. “We will avenge Iyel. We will teach them a lesson.”
Hatch nodded again. Bugling veins pulsed on his arms as he clenched his fists.
I clapped him on the shoulder. “For Iyel.”
The five of us went on our separate ways. I went down the quiet hallway. The column o
f sunlight pierced through the arched window. I traced my fingers along the wall, the cold marble tingled against my fingertips.
The carpeted floor was warm and soft against my soles. A hint of incense floated in the air. Hand-painted portraits stretched long on the ceiling of the hallway. I scrunched my nose in disgust, thinking how spoiled and extravagant the royal family was.
“If they would spare some of their wealth to the people, they would not live in poverty,” I snarled when I heard a racket coming from inside one of these doors.
The hair on my back bristled. I quickly flattened myself against the wall when the door barged open. I sucked in my breath when a maidservant breezed out and went down the other way. She had a bright smile on her face and certain urgency catapulted her feet.
She did not even notice I was there. I did not move a muscle until she disappeared around the corner. I peeled myself from the wall and noticed that the door she had come out from was slightly ajar.
I should be moving on right now. But the primal instinct within me suddenly came alive and blossomed. My cock stirred in my pants, threatening to burst out.
“What?” I mouthed to myself. Spontaneous erection was common in men but…this one…this one was triggered by something. I grabbed my crotch to stop my cock from poking against my crotch but it only made it bigger…I sniffed in the air and a sweet scent whiffed into my nose. My nostrils flared as my muscles firmed up.
A sweet, sweet desire rose within me. A virgin…virgins were so scarce nowadays I almost forgot how it smelled like. I followed the source of the smell towards the door.
The air turned solid, compressing my lungs. But this smell…this sweet scent of a virgin was pulling me towards it. My breathing was getting ragged. My chest bobbed erratically.
When I peeked through the space between the door, my heart stopped. A gasp escaped from my chest. All the blood rushed from my head so quickly that I almost lost my balance and keeled over.
The heat was climbing up my body, making my heart beat violently. I knew I should not be here but I could not tear my eyes off what was in front of my eyes.
Luscious crimson curls cascaded down her silky smooth shoulders. The afternoon sun cast a gentle golden glow over her perfect skin. I had no idea who she was but my bet was she was of some important status.
Hot blood raged through my veins, pulsating under my engorged cock. My breath rushed through my gritted teeth as I feasted my eyes on her petite waist. “Oh my god…” I mouthed to myself when I saw her perfectly round ass through her see-through silk panties.
I could pounce right onto her and pin her under my weight right now.
“No, Ender…no, focus on the mission,” I kept telling myself but it was no avail. I could taste how sweet her skin was just from the pleasant scent she was emitting.
My cock was splintering, threatening to burst out of the seams at any time. My head was spinning quickly.
I needed a release right now.
I leaned closer to heave in her scent when I knocked on the edge of the door.
The virgin turned around. Her mysterious green eyes sprang open when she saw I was there. Her face blushed into the shades of bright red.
“Who the fuck are you?” she cried out, apparently shocked and scared. Her voice trembled like crazy. Her eyes were wandering around my body.
I took the chance to admire the beauty she had to offer. I had tasted so many women before. Virgins and experienced alike. None of them made my heart flutter like a butterfly like how I felt right now.
Her skin looked so smooth I could drag my tongue all over her, tasting every inch of her skin. She was wearing nothing but her silk bra and panties. They were almost see-through, I could see the shadow of her erect nipples prodding against the thin fabric, teasing me.
She almost jumped a foot in the air when she remembered she was wearing nothing. Her big breasts bounced lightly with the reaction.
“You look beautiful. Did you dress up this way to impress me?” I teased. My muscles tensed with erotic need.
She quickly covered herself with a dress. “Who are you?” she asked, glaring at me.
I looked straight into her beautiful emerald eyes. The hairs on my back bristled with desire. I was not sure how long I could hold myself back.
“Does it matter who I am?”
“No, but you are in my room!” she said.
I almost forgot where I was or what I was supposed to be doing there. The scent of the virgin was getting stronger and stronger, intoxicating me. The beast living deep inside me was howling in protest, yearning to be unleashed.
No, Ender…focus on the mission. Don’t give the Kayaeans any reasons to exterminate our species. I was here for revenge, not for this hanky-panky.
I had no idea what came over me when I stepped closer. I squared my shoulders and flexed my muscles before my erection burst through my pants.
The virgin stepped back, intimidated.
“Really?” He smirked, trying to change the topic to distract myself. But my eyes could not stop looking at her chest. At her erect tits teasing through her bra. “What about when your people take over the land of the Wolves?”
The virgin looked smaller than I thought she was. She was only as tall as my chest. Part of me wanted to throw her in the bed and pound her like a dirty whore. Another side of me wanted to be gentle and soft to her.
“What about the fate of the Wolves when you destroy their homes?” My own voice was breaking, betraying my need.
I knew by the look in her glazed over eyes, she was no longer listening to me. She was too busy feasting her eyes on my body. The smell of pussy floated in the air. She was wet. A wet, darker spot formed on the front of her panties and she squeezed her legs together trying to hide it from me.
Suddenly, she looked up at me as her face cleared in understanding. “You are really impatient, aren’t you?” A smirk formed at the corner of her lips.
Confusion bounced around me. “What?”
The virgin stood straighter, with more confidence now. “I thought you were with my father. Who let you roam around the Palace…?” Her eyes lit up with passion when she ogled at my crotch. Her face betrayed her surprised and admiration.
“Holy shit!” She blinked quickly.
I could not be bothered to hide my amusement. Of course, she wanted my cock. This little virgin was freakier than I thought she looked. “Like what you see?” I teased.
She looked unimpressed by my comment. But her body was agreeing.
“Oh princess, you will love what I am about to do to you with it,” I added and moved closer. My body was shaking violently at the proximity between us.
“I am looking for a prince charming, not a prince asshole,” she said. I was looking at her lips. Her soft, pouty lips that were glowing in red like a warning of danger. She was off-limits but I was a man who knew not my own limits.
“What you need is a bad boy who will treat you right.”
My will was caving in. Ah, damn it! I could not give a fuck about anything anymore. I grabbed her by the back of her neck, feeling her luscious curls in my fingers. The warmth of her skin against mine sent sizzles straight into my cock.
“You smell so delicious, my princess. I bet you taste as good too…”
The virgin’s eyes fluttered open but she did not budge. She was trembling with need under my weight. I pressed my mouth against hers, tasting the delicious, pillowy lips against mine. Her hot, sweet breath caressed my face.
Her nipples pressed deliciously against my chest. I wanted to grab them and knead them between my fingers. My cock yearned to be buried inside her.
Every cell within me protested for a release. It did not help when this naughty virgin started to grope across my hips, getting closer and closer to my source of heat.
Ender, no. Stop right now.
I knew if I did not stop, I would not be able to until I claimed and came inside her. I could not afford
to do that. She was not the reason why I was here. I was here for something more important.
The hair on my back bristled when I felt the presence of a company. It was our natural predatory instinct. My muscles went taut as I pulled away from the virgin.
She let out a sigh, smilingly. I could smell how much her pussy yearned for my cock right now. My own cock was begging to be released but I could not risk this.
I could not risk someone else seeing me here.
“I would fuck you over the table right now but I need to run.” A hint of disappointment flashed in her mind, reflecting mine.