One Hot Knight Box Set

by Hamilton, Angelina Jenoire

‘Times have changed, Jorn. You need to be more realistic. The survival of the Order…’

  ‘What good is the survival of the Order of it doesn’t do what it’s supposed to do?’

  ‘I can’t sanction opening the Doorway again for one woman.’ He tuned to leave the room.

  ‘I’ll bring back Anders’ Crystal Shard.’

  The Director stopped, turned around slowly to face Jorn.

  ‘It wouldn’t be possible.’

  ‘Yes, it would. We’ve been sending large companies of knights through the Doorway and Anders has detected it using his witch’s sorcery. Send me alone and she probably won’t be able to pick up such a crossing. They won’t be expecting me to enter the castle and take the Shard.’

  The Director thought for a moment then looked at Jorn. ‘Tell me something. Is this really about the woman…or is it about your brother?’

  Jorn felt a familiar rise of anger inside him but fought it down.

  The Director noticed the emotion. ‘Revenge is a dangerous thing, Jorn. It affects clear thinking.’

  Jorn attempted to keep his voice controlled. ‘Director, let me go back through. Open the Doorway at this time tomorrow. I’ll be there with the Crystal Shard. Give me twenty four hours.’

  The Director pondered the offer.

  ‘If we have the Crystal Shard,’ Jorn said, ‘Anders will be trapped in his own realm, unable to attack us ever again. The only thing you need to risk is my life. We could win this war. Isn’t it worth the risk?’

  ‘You’re one of my best knights. There are only a few men like you left in the world. It is a big risk, bigger than you think. Why do you think I never chose you for a mission through the Doorway? You have a history with Anders, a history that demands spilled blood. I could never take the chance that you wouldn’t simply turn any mission to his realm into a quest for revenge. Now you’re asking me to take that chance.’

  ‘You won’t regret it if you do,’ Jorn said.

  The Director sighed and reached out for Jorn’s shoulders. ‘You’re a good man. The best. You have twenty four hours.’ He turned to the monks and told them to reopen the Doorway. Then he turned back to Jorn and said, ‘And for goodness’ sakes put a shirt on.’

  ‘I need to get some things from my locker while they open the Doorway,’ Jorn said.

  As the chanting began and bright blue light sparked from the Karathian Crystal to form the portal, he let out a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Reunion

  Almost an hour passed while I waited for Jorn to appear. I hoped he hadn’t gone off into the woods and been captured by Anders and Darla. I didn’t know what I would do if they had him. I would have no choice but to give myself up.

  ‘Jorn, where are you?’ I asked out loud.

  ‘Right here,’ he said, stepping out from the trees.

  ‘Jorn!’ I ran to him and threw my arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss that came from a mixture of relief, lust and happiness. He dropped the rucksack he had been carrying and his arms went around my hips. I realized his shirt, which had been draped over me, was lying somewhere on the grass behind me and I was totally naked. He returned the kiss passionately, his tongue exploring. I almost swooned into his arms like you see actresses playing Victorian characters do in movies.

  We broke the kiss breathlessly and I looked into his grey eyes. ‘I can’t believe it’s you,’ I whispered.

  ‘It’s me. I’m sorry I disappeared from the hotel room. I had things to…’

  I put a finger to his lips, silencing him. ‘It’s fine. You’re here now, that’s all that matters.’

  His hands felt so good on my naked hips. I found it hard to think of anything else but what I wanted to do to him…what I wanted him to do to me.

  He felt it too and when he looked into my eyes, I saw lust there, smoldering like a flame looking for fuel. I gave him that fuel by standing on my tip toes and kissing him again, my hands on his broad shoulders and muscular arms. My heavy, soft breasts pressed against his hard chest. The contact made my nipples harden against his shirt.

  ‘I want you,’ I whispered to him.

  He led me to the fire and as I knelt on the bed of leaves and branches he had made, he took off his shirt and jeans, revealing the perfect body beneath. He was hard and thick and I moved forward to take him in my mouth. His groan of pleasure as my mouth engulfed him made my pussy flood with anticipation.

  This act, doing this to him, felt so right. It was as if we belonged together like this. A law of nature just as powerful as gravity. His hands went to my hair and stroked me while I moved my lips back and forth along his shaft, slicking his hardness with my hot saliva. I placed my hands on his thighs, feeling the powerful muscles dance beneath my fingers. ‘Amy…’ he groaned.

  Continuing to take his manhood into my mouth with shallow licks and sucks followed by deeper invasions during which his tip touched my throat, I let one hand trail along his thigh to his balls. They were so tight and excited.

  Jorn reached down and pulled me up to face him. ‘I want to taste you too,’ he growled, pushing me back onto the bed and pulling my legs apart. As his head went between my thighs and his breath played over my pussy, I gasped. Then his tongue entered me and I arched my back and moaned. Everything seemed to explode inside me as his tongue curled up and found my swollen clit.

  ‘Oh fuck,’ I moaned, ‘Oh fuck!’ Jorn worked on the sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue and stroked his strong hands along my inner thighs until they touched my pussy lips. He slid a finger inside me and I cried out with pleasure. I needed more of him inside me. I needed to be filled by him.

  As if sensing my need, he moved upward, kissing up my belly to my breasts, taking each hard nipple into his mouth and playing his tongue over it before reaching a position where he was on top of me, the head of his cock pressing gently against my hot wet slit.

  ‘Please…’ I said, looking him in the eyes.

  He moved his hips slightly and entered me. We both gasped at the slick union. Jorn raised himself onto his hands and dropped his hips, ploughing deeper into me. The little explosions of pleasure I had felt when his mouth was working on me now began to build into an imminent explosion. He filled me over and over again, pushing deep inside my body then retracting until only the head of his cock was in my pussy. Then he thrust forward again and I felt every hard solid inch of him plundering me deep.

  My senses all went into overdrive and I lost all comprehension of time. All I could focus on was that big hard cock driving into me over and over, stimulating my pleasure centers as each thick inch invaded me.

  It was too much. The explosion that had been building within me suddenly reached every nerve ending in my body and I cried out loudly as an almighty orgasm shattered my awareness of anything else. Everything became ecstasy… pure unstoppable ecstasy.

  Jorn stopped his thrusts but left himself deep inside me, all the way to his hilt, as I came around his cock. I shuddered like a trembling leaf, unsure of where my pussy ended and his manhood began. We were one, a part of each other.

  As if to seal the union, Jorn closed his eyes and threw his head back, his lips slightly parted as he took so much pleasure from me that he had to explode too.

  ‘Yes!’ I cried as he shouted my name and thrust into me as deep as he could, releasing a torrent of seed into my womb. Pleasure racked him as he came inside me, his strong muscles sheened with sweat and shining in the firelight as he climaxed.

  I felt him flood me with warmth as he released the contents of those tight balls into my womanhood. He seemed lost in the bliss of his orgasm and I felt a closeness to him, knowing that it was me, my body, that had brought him to this state of pleasure.

  When he finally finished, he dropped to his elbows and looked into my eyes, his cock still inside me. We kissed long and hard, both of us unsure how our connection felt so strong, so pleasurable, so right.

  *

  ‘Tomo
rrow night, the Doorway will be opened by the Order. We have to go through it to get back home,’ he told me. He was dressed again in his jeans and white shirt, the sword sheathed across his back and tied with leather straps. I was back in my Hello Kitty nightshirt and panties since I didn’t have anything else to wear. At least Jorn had brought me some socks and boots but they were too big and I had to stuff the toes of the boots with leaves to make them wearable.

  On the grass he had laid out the contents of the huge rucksack. Before they had reopened the blue door, he had grabbed what he needed to complete his mission. Getting Anders’ crystal wasn’t going to be easy and I didn’t want Jorn to go to the castle but he said he had to. He had promised The Director of the Order.

  The rucksack contained energy bars and instant noodles along with a small cooking pan and bottles of water. There were also camping bowls and utensils. Along with these, Jorn had brought a sleeping bag, a small tent and a coiled length of climbing rope with a steel grappling hook on one end. I thought those things only existed in movies but since meeting Jorn and being catapulted into his world, I knew that truth was stranger than fiction.

  ‘I’m going to set you up a camp here. I’ll go to the castle at dawn and get the Crystal Shard.’

  ‘Why dawn? I thought these things were done at night.’

  He shook his head. ‘At night, the guards working the graveyard shift are more alert. They’s just started their shift after a day’s sleep. By dawn, their shift is about to come to an end and they’re tired, less focused. It’ll give me an edge when I sneak into the castle.’

  ‘But you’ll be tired too.’

  ‘I’m going to sleep until dawn,’ he said, ‘I’ll be in a better mental state than they will be.’

  ‘You only brought one sleeping bag,’ I said, already excited at what I knew he was going to say next.

  ‘We’ll share it,’ he said with a predatory grin.

  I felt my insides melt.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Heat

  Darla stood before the full-length mirror in her bedroom naked, admiring her her sleek figure. The fact that the fat woman had escaped had ruined her day and she had spent most of it shouting at her servants and guards and seeking sympathy from Anders. He had been too busy to attend to her and that had made her all the more angry. Knights had been dispatched to find the girl but had ridden back to the castle empty-handed.

  To make matters worse, the party of men who had gone to ambush the Order knights coming through the portal had been attacked by a single survivor before they had chance to go through the Doorway and wreak havoc in the Order headquarters. That survivor had gone through and the Doorway had been closed. The men had returned eventually after recovering their horses from various parts of the forest.

  So now they were back to square one. The Order of the Black Rose were all safely tucked up in their beds and Darla had no more playthings to torture. She had been looking forward to playing with Jorn’s woman in the dungeon. Now she was denied that bit of fun and she needed an outlet for the frustration building inside her.

  A knock at the door. Three short raps. She knew it was Anders. He always came to her at this time when he was feeling horny.

  ‘Come in, Anders,’ she said. Although he dominated her in the bedroom, there was a clear agreement between them that he had to be invited into the bedroom in the first place. He believed he was in control of her but she had sent him away with his tail between his legs on more than one occasion in the past. Now though, she needed to forget the day’s events… or rather non-events …and let Anders fuck her. Tomorrow was another day as they said and she intended to end this one with some pleasure.

  He came in and closed the door behind him, his eyes locked on her naked ass. She loved how he always seemed amazed at her body, no matter how many times he saw it, used it, fucked it. It was as if he were seeing her for the first time each time he laid eyes on her.

  She smiled as he walked over to her, his arms snaking around her hips, his leather pants pressing against her buttocks, his hard bulge unmistakable.

  His mouth went to her neck and his tongue traced a trail of sensation across her shoulder.

  ‘Mmm,’ she purred, relaxing back into him. Her hand reached back for his hardness, tracing the outline of his erection through the leather. He pressed himself into her palm and bit her shoulder lightly.

  His own hands roamed upward, cupping her tits, his thumbs flicking over her nipples. She felt a familiar heat inside her pussy and ground herself against his groin.

  He pinched her nipples cruelly and she let out a whimper. This was how she wanted it. How she needed it.

  His mouth moved up to her ear, his breath hot. ‘I can’t believe you let Jorn’s woman get away.’

  ‘I… didn’t. She…’

  ‘Of all the people to escape our dungeon. You know how much I want to kill Jorn. He would have come to save her. I would have had him.’

  Darla closed her eyes, readying herself for the punishment that Anders was building up to, justifying with every word he whispered in her ear. She wanted him to begin. This waiting was torture in itself. He knew that, of course, and that was why he made her wait.

  ‘Punish me,’ she whispered. ‘I deserve it.’

  His fingers caressed her nipples, pulling them up into taut excited towers of hard flesh.

  ‘Yes, you do,’ he agreed. She could hear the lust in his voice, feel it hard beneath her fingers.

  He led her to the bed roughly and bent her over the edge. Her buttocks were exposed to him. Darla quivered with anticipation, her ass in the air before Anders, waiting for his punishment.

  Whack. His hand landed on her ass cheek in a stinging spank. She cried out in surprise even though she had been expecting it. He spanked her again and she felt delicious sexual arousal burn inside her. She was so turned on, her pussy felt like it was on fire, a hot liquid fire that only Anders could douse.

  His hand connected with her ass again and she gasped with pleasure.

  *

  I cried out with pleasure as Jorn entered me. He had erected the tent after telling me of his plan and then we had both come inside, each needing the other. He had removed my night shirt and panties quickly, with a haste to be inside me again, and had turned me over onto my knees.

  Now I was on all fours with Jorn behind me, his hands on my ass while he pumped his hard cock into me. My breasts swung below me, the material of the sleeping bag contacting with my nipples and sending sensations of pleasure through me that mingled with the pure joy of being fucked by Jorn. I had never felt so wanted… so desired… as when I was with him. The way he treated me made me feel like a sex goddess, something I was not used to. It felt wonderful. And the way he made love to me, mounting me and taking me as if he needed to be inside me, made my body respond to him in ways it had never responded to any man before.

  My hands were fisted in the sleeping bag beneath us, the sensations in my body building to a grand climax. Surely I couldn’t orgasm again so soon after the last time. But the pleasure arcing through my body felt like it was about to explode through me.

  ‘Fuck me,’ I whispered to my knight lover. ‘Fuck me, Jorn.’

  *

  ‘Fuck me, Anders,’ Darla begged. ‘Please, I need it.’ Her bottom felt hot and the stinging sensation from the repeated spanks was becoming almost unbearably pleasurable. She needed his cock. She needed to be fucked.

  He laughed and dropped his leather pants, entering her immediately and making her cry out as his thickness slid into her pussy. She groaned with lust.

  Anders grabbed her stinging ass cheeks roughly and set about fucking her with hard shoves that made her feel as if the core of her being was being invaded by his cock. He was so deep inside her she felt the tip of his manhood touch her cervix. This feeling of total fulfilment, of having him completely within her, sent a sudden shuddering orgasm through her body. It began in her belly and spread through her like wildfire until it reached the end
s of her toes and fingers. She let herself be taken by it and she rode the wave of pleasure until she felt like the world was exploding in bright fragments of bliss.

  Anders pounded into her hard and fast until she felt heard him grunt and felt him twitch inside her. He pulled out before he came and showered her stinging ass with drops of hot cum.

  Darla smiled and wiggled her ass for his viewing pleasure. He had provided her with the pleasure she needed to forget the day’s events so he deserved a little reward.

  When he was done, he pulled up his pants and left the room, leaving her there bent over the bed with his seed cooling on her buttocks and thighs.

  *

  The unstoppable orgasm hit me like a bolt of lightning, surging through every nerve from my head to my toes. Everything inside me clenched in a moment of pleasure that seemed to go on forever, during which I was screaming Jorn’s name over and over. Then the release came and I shuddered as pure bliss lit up my pleasure centers. I felt as if this feeling was beyond physical. I was no longer aware of my body. The entire core of my existence had become ecstatic joy.

  I panted and moaned as I came slowly back down from the high Jorn had driven me to. He fucked me faster, his own pleasure building, his groin slapping against my ass as his cock hammered into me. It felt so good in there, in the heat of my sex.

  ‘Amy… I’m going to cum!’ he groaned.

  ‘Fill me, Jorn. Fill me with your seed!’ I moaned, gripping the sleeping bag tightly as another mini orgasm hit me.

  He roared his pleasure and his cock twitched inside me, releasing spurt after spurt of hot seed into my pussy. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensation of his manhood erupting in my sex, flooding me with his hot release. His strong fingers gripped my hips urgently and his own hips pushed forward to bury his cock as deep inside me as possible as he came. I wondered how it felt for him, having my tight, hot pussy snug around his cock while he shot jet after jet of seed into me, unloading himself into my willing body.