Lily (A Force of Nature Fairytale Book 2)

by MA Horst

  I open my eyes and then lean forward, placing a kiss over his heart. Taking a deep breath of this perfect man, I lift my face to his and whisper, “You are wonderful for wanting to give me all the control, but I really have no idea what to do next. Please take over.”

  Hail

  I would have been happy with just holding her all night. However, the second she let that dress fall to the floor, all thoughts of being a gentleman vanished.

  Her breasts are as perky as I imagined them to be. Her nipples are soft, pink pebbles, and I cannot wait to sink my teeth into them.

  I gave her control so it would put her at ease. Now that she wants me as much as I want her, I can take the control back.

  I place one knee on the bed and command, “Lie back and open your legs. Let me be the first man to see your untouched pussy.”

  My dirty words make her eyes cloud with lust as she does what I ask of her. She brings her knees up and then slowly opens her legs until I have the perfect view of her.

  I crawl onto the bed and kneel between her legs, forcing her to spread them wider.

  “Your pussy blossoms for me, and I cannot wait to drink of its nectar.”

  I place my hands on her knees and watch as her fingers dig into the covers. The feel of her creamy skin beneath my fingers is heavenly. I caress my way to her pussy. When I open her, and press a single finger to her clit, her breathing starts to speed up. She’s sensitive, and very responsive, which causes my cock to grow painfully. I have never been this hard before.

  I take the bead of cum that has formed on the head of my cock, and use it to lubricate her opening. Slowly, I push my finger into her tight channel. I press my palm to her clit and rub it as I start to slowly move in and out of her.

  Lily closes her eyes, and her skin flushes with pleasure. Hoping that I will save her unnecessary pain, I thrust my finger all the way and a soft cry escapes her lips. She darts up, and her hand covers mine to stop me from moving.

  I pull my hand away and gather her in my arms. Her hands take hold of my left arm, and her nails dig into my skin as she finds her way through the pain. I press kisses to the top of her head as her breaths rush over my chest. I knew it would hurt, but it had to be done.

  Lily

  No one warned me that it would hurt so much. Hail cradles me in his arms as he lifts me to his chest. He stands up and I pay no attention to where he is taking me.

  Only when I feel the cold sting of the evening air on my skin do I realize that we’re outside on his private balcony. He steps into a hot tub and sits down with me on his lap. I feel sensitive, and the water stings, but soon it fades.

  “Are you alright?” Hail whispers into my hair. I have never experienced such an intimate moment as I do right now with him. My heart overflows with love for my gentle giant.

  I pull slightly back, and place my arms around his neck. I turn my body towards his, and straddle his lap. His cock presses against me, chasing the last of the pain away. There’s a burst of butterflies in my stomach as I raise my eyes to his.

  “Since I was a little girl, I dreamt about the man that would come to take me from that house. I dreamt that he would be strong, but also kind-hearted. I dreamt that he would be brave enough to go against my parents.” I bring my arms back and trail my fingers over the scruff on his jaw. “I used to dream about the man I would marry, but none of those dreams can be compared to you.”

  A sexy smile starts to tug at his mouth. I lean forward and press my lips to his, and whisper, “I love you, Hail.” I say the words not knowing how he truly feels about me. I pray that he can one day love me with the same eternal love I feel for him. I don’t want to be just his wife. I want to be his soulmate.

  Hail deepens our kiss, and I feel his cock grow hard against me. His hand moves down between us and he positions himself at my entrance. He doesn’t enter me, but instead wraps his arms around me, pulling me tight to his chest.

  I tighten my arms around his neck and burry my face in his shoulder. We sit like this for a while before he starts to move. He only pushes the head of his cock inside me, but it’s enough to make me catch my breath.

  His arms tighten around my body, and I feel him start to tremble as he fights to go slow. His hips move, and he fills me another inch. It feels a bit uncomfortable, and I wiggle on top of him to try and ease the slight bite as he stretches me.

  His breath rushes from between clenched teeth. His hands come down hard on my hips, and he stills me. “I will lose all control if you do that again,” he growls.

  Do I really have that kind of power over him?

  To test this newfound theory, I push down on him, letting his cock fill me another inch.

  A growl tears through Hail. His fingers dig into my bottom as he spread my pussy wide open for his cock. With one powerful surge, he thrusts deep into me. The feeling of all of him filling me tears a cry from me.

  With a tight hold on my bottom, Hail lifts me slightly. I close my eyes as a delicious feeling engulfs me. His mouth finds my breast and he nips at my nipple before pushing me back down on his cock.

  “I want your sweet pussy to ride my cock,” he says. “Like I have shown you. Bounce up and down on my lap, my bride.”

  When I pull myself up, his hands leave my bottom. His right hand leaves a hot path over my ribs until he covers my breast. He starts to caress my sensitive flesh and I let out a moan of pleasure.

  As I move down, Hail pulls my right arm back and taking my hand, he guides it down between us. He pushes my hand hard against my clit. He spreads my fingers wide so they go around his cock.

  “Keep moving,” he whispers as he pulls his hand away from mine.

  I lift myself, and then sink back down on him. Feeling his huge cock between my fingers, as well as inside of me, makes pleasure ripple through me.

  Hail pushes his hand between my own and my pussy. His fingers find my clit, and he presses down on the bundle of nerves.

  The feeling is so intense that I get swept up in a cloud of ecstasy. I start to move faster, chasing more of that pleasure. My breaths race over my lips. With each movement, my breasts rub against his chest.

  I need more, so I press down hard on Hail’s hand, and start to rub myself shamelessly against his fingers and cock. I can’t keep any kind of rhythm as I’m blinded by my hunger for more.

  Hail thrusts hard, giving me what I want. His powerful hips surge up and down, drawing whimpers from me as an unfamiliar tension builds inside of me.

  When it feels like I’m going to explode, I burrow against his chest. “Hail,” I cry when it becomes too much. It feels like the tension is going to consume me.

  “Let go, Sweetheart. Let go and let my cock satisfy your hunger.”

  Shoving my right arm between us, too, I push his palm harder against me, as he spears me over and over. My entire body stiffens and I cry with frustration.

  “Fuck this,” Hail growls, and he pinches my clit hard.

  My eyes dart to his and my mouth opens, but no sound comes out. An overpowering pleasure starts to pulse in my core, and then it hits me like a tidal wave, drawing a long moan from me.

  Hail moves even faster, turning the tidal wave into a full blown tsunami. His features tighten for a moment and then he growls as pleasure washes over him. He jerks against me, and I quickly wrap my arms around him.

  When our breathing starts to calm, he pulls his cock from me. His fingers caress me gently as he seems to wash me.

  He stands up, and I wrap my legs around him. Without bothering to dry us, he walks us back to the bed and he lies down with me on top of him.

  In this moment, there are no words. I close my eyes and let sleep take me.

  Hail

  I listen to her even breaths, waiting for the moment she wakes up.

  This woman is my match in every way. My cock is hard and ready to take her again. I have a need to fill her with my seed, to brand her in such a way that every man will know she now belongs to me.

  Final
ly, she stirs, and I turn us over so she’s on her back. Her eyes are barely open when I push inside of her. I keep the pace slow, as she might be tender from the night before.

  I slip my left arm under her, and cradling her head in the palm of my hand, I press her against me. Her legs hook behind my thighs, and her arms circle my waist.

  It’s a feeling of pure ecstasy as I thrust into her. Every thrust is harder than the one before, until her teeth sink into my chest. Using all my strength, I slam into her, harder and faster, until she chants my name.

  When we both come down from the wave of rapture, I reluctantly let my precious Lily go. There are things to be done before I can forget the outside world, and get lost in my beautiful bride.

  When I’m done showering and getting dressed, I notice Lily sitting on the bed. She has a towel wrapped around her, a sad look on her face.

  “What is wrong?” I kneel before her, trying to catch her eyes. When she turns her face away from mine, dread wraps its icy fingers around my heart.

  “I don’t have any clean clothes. I don’t have my toothbrush.”

  “Lily-love,” I whisper as I realize why she turned her face from me. I take her hand and pull her back to the bathroom.

  “I used your cloth. I hope you don’t mind,” she says, her voice sounding fragile.

  I take my toothbrush and smear some paste on it. I hold it out to her, accompanied by an apologetic look. I should have prepared for Lily’s arrival.

  Her eyes go huge and she shakes her head. “I can’t use your toothbrush!”

  I scowl at her ridiculous behavior. “I’ve spilled my seed inside of you, woman. Why do you refuse my toothbrush?”

  “No, I’m not refusing to use it.” Her eyes are wide when they meet mine. “It’s just such a personal item. Why would you share it with me?”

  I frown darkly as I start to lose my patience. “I hate repeating myself, Lily. I’ve been buried balls deep inside of you. Why are you making an issue of this?”

  She lowers her eyes as she whispers, “We aren’t legally married yet. You can still change your mind. Sharing a toothbrush is something married couples would do.”

  For a second I can only stare at her. The dread tightens its hold on my heart as I say, “I chose you. You’re mine in every way. We are bound to each other until death parts us, and even then, I am sure I will be able to bargain with death to let me keep you. We will sign the papers today.” I take a deep breath and steel myself for the worst. “Unless,” her head snaps up and fear makes her grow pale, “you do not want to marry me.”

  “I do,” she whispers. “Hail, I love you. But you have to love me, too. I do not have the heart to bind you in a marriage when I am not the one you love.”

  Lily

  It looks like he’s going to kill me. Without a word, he stalks by me and out of the bathroom.

  I did not expect him to leave without a word. The silence he left behind is suffocating. I should be used to the bitter sting of rejection by now, but it still cuts deep.

  I cannot blame him. I knew what I was getting myself into. All the choices I have made in the past twenty-four hours have led to this moment.

  I hurry out of the bathroom, and rush to where my dress lies on the floor. Quickly, I pull it up my body, and button the choker around my neck. I sit on the floor and yank my boots on. I have no time to search for my panties.

  With one last look at the bed I lost my virginity, I quickly slip out of the room. I rush through the house to the front door, and only once I’m running down the driveway do I dare take a deep breath.

  I feel self-conscious as I walk home. I have no idea how I am going to explain all of this to my parents. Mother will most likely want to hand me over to Mr. Kingly. The thought of the old man makes me stop outside the gate of the place I used to call home.

  I feel lost. I cannot think of one place I can go to. There is no one who will help me.

  “Lily!” Mother’s icy voice yanks me from my moment of despair. She’s standing in the driveway with Mr. Kingly.

  I am awful at lying, but I put on a brave face and smile. “I have just come to pack my clothes. I won’t keep you long.”

  I open the garden gate, keeping the smile on my face until I walk into the house. I am actually surprised that Mother did not stop me. I rush to my room, and yanking a bag from under my bed, I quickly start to fill it with the essentials.

  I change into a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and comfy socks with my sneakers. I tie my hair into a ponytail, and quickly brush my teeth before I shove my toothbrush and toothpaste into the front of the bag.

  I have no money, but I know I will not be safe if I stay here.

  I glance around my room one last time and it makes the sense of loss grow inside of me.

  I hurry out of the house, but come to a stop when Mother and Mr. Kingly steps in front of me.

  “I see no wedding ring on your finger,” Mother sneers. “Your cousin Poppy got a Royal to marry her within an hour of setting eyes on her.” Mother shakes her head, her face drawn tight with disappointment. “You brought shame over this family’s good name by spending last night in that man’s house.”

  Mr. Kingly steps forward. “Don’t be too hard on the girl, Madeline. It’s normal for them to test the boundaries you have set for them as a parent. Leave her with me, and I guarantee you that she will not be testing any boundaries soon.”

  “You are too kind, Jasper. Thank you for your generous offer.” I watch in horror as Mother touches Mr. Kingly’s arm, a thankful smile around her red lips.

  Finally, I find my voice. “I will not go with you, Mr. Kingly.” I look to Mother, and once again I wish that she could love me like a mother should, but I know she’s not capable of such feelings. “Hail is waiting for me. We are signing the papers today. I will be Mrs. Hail Royal before the sun sets on another day.”

  How I wish it was the truth instead of a lie. I’m only nineteen and have so much to learn from life. I have always stood up for Rose, and sheltered her from our parents. Just for once I want to feel loved and sheltered. I want to have someone I can lean on. I am so tired of being the strong one.

  Mr. Kingly moves fast for his size and grabs hold of my arm. He yanks me towards his car, and when we reach it, fear engulfs me. No one will know what happened to me if he manages to get me in that car.

  I swing around and making a fist, I punch him in his neck. The shock from the impact vibrates up my arm. His face turns red as sweat beads on his forehead. He raises his arm and I bring my own up to stop him, but I’m too late, and the back of his hand connects with my cheek. My vision blurs, and it feels as if my very skin is on fire.

  I’m shocked to my very core. Anger explodes inside me, and I lunge at him. I shove him as hard as I can, and he stumbles back a few steps. I take advantage of the moment and use all my strength as I bring my knee up between his legs. He crumbles to the floor, and I quickly dart around him. I run from the house that has brought me nothing but heartache.

  I keep running until my lungs are on fire, and my legs are numb. A car comes to a screeching halt in front of me and a sinking feeling weighs me down. I have no strength left to fight.

  Hail

  I am insane with worry. I have looked everywhere for Lily. I have even gone to her parents’ house. Mrs. Flower started shouting obscenities when she saw me. Since then, I have been driving up and down the streets in search of my love.

  There is a girl running up the street, just ahead of me. It looks like a teenager, but the shimmering black ponytail makes me hit the brakes.

  I throw the door open, and as I get out of the car, I take in the frazzled look on Lily’s face. She’s clutching a bag to her chest.

  “Lily,” I breathe her name, relieved that I have found her.

  It seems to take her a moment to focus on me. Her breathing is harsh. She looks different in the casual clothes, younger than her nineteen years.

  Then it dawns on me – the clean clothes, the bag –
she went back to her parents’ house to get those things. Did her mother scream at her, too?

  I close the distance between us, and as I lift my hand to her face, she flinches, taking a step back. Only then do I see the red welt on her cheek. I move fast, not giving her a chance to pull away again. I take a gentle hold of her jaw, and turn her face so I can see her cheek better.

  “Who did this?” I snap.

  “I can take care of myself,” she whispers. The lost sound in her voice stabs at my heart.

  “I know you can, Sweetheart. Tell me who raised their hand to you.”

  “Why, Hail? What use will it be?”

  I take the ring from my pocket, grab her left hand, and push it onto her ring finger. Confusion washes over her face as she stares at the wedding band.

  “Lily, look at me,” I snap, having reached my limit for the day. Her eyes meet mine and looking down at her young face, I am reminded again that Lily has just come of age. She’s still so very young. It will be my task to teach her the ways of life, where her parents have failed her grievously. Her whole life has changed in a matter of hours and she has not been giving the luxury of time to adjust to her new surroundings.

  “This was not the place I wanted to do this,” I say as I kneel on the pavement at her feet. “Marry me, Lily Flower. Take pity on me and fill my life with your innocence. I know it must be hard for you to trust me, but give me a chance to show you that there is beauty in this world.”

  She kneels in front of me and just as she’s about to say something, I blurt out, “I love you.” I brush my fingers lightly over her bruised cheek, and I have to fight to keep the simmering rage under control. “I love you, Lily. I realize that you’re young, and that we still have so much to learn of each other but more than anything, I want a life with you. I want all your tomorrows.”

  A smile creeps over her pink lips, lighting up her face. “That is all I ever wanted,” she says, “just to be loved. All my life I had to be strong for Rose. All I want is the safety of your arms, Hail.”

  I should have told her sooner. Maybe then this misunderstanding could have been avoided.