Sophie The Queen (Forced, Fucked, and Bred Again)

by Bree Bellucci

  Sophie’s body moved under Rylan’s touch and she willingly straightened her back for Rylan. Rylan shoved his fingers into Sophie’s mouth and she eagerly sucked and bit his fingers while his other hand played gently with her ass. He then ran his fingers through her wetness, moaning softly.

  “You’re so wet for me, Sophie. You’re always so wet for me.”

  Sophie could feel Rylan stroking his cock as he prepared himself for entry, and Sophie spread her legs, widening her stance. Her hands held onto the rough tree bark and she yearned for Rylan to enter her.

  “Fuck me,” she begged and with one forceful thrust, Rylan was deep inside her.

  “Agghh!” Sophie screamed as she squirmed from the sudden fullness. Rylan stilled inside of her, letting Sophie feel every inch of him within her. He gently circled his hips, so Sophie could feel him even more powerfully. Sophie whimpered as she pushed back as far as she could.

  Tantalizingly slow, Rylan withdrew himself before pummeling Sophie again. Sophie cried out, tightly gripping the tree bark, as Rylan reared behind her and drove into her repeatedly. Sophie pushed back with each thrust, her hips meeting Rylan’s every move. Together, they climbed higher and higher as they reconnected after their week apart. Rylan quickly righted Sophie and moved closely behind her, his hands grazing her sex as his hips pushed in and out behind her. Sophie’s upper body and face now pressed against the tree trunk and Rylan moved his wet mouth to her neck and he nipped at her sweet skin.

  “Oh God, Sophie, I’m going to come!” he cried out before exploding inside Sophie. In turn, Sophie lost herself to her own orgasm as her pussy clenched repeatedly around Rylan’s member, intensifying his own orgasm. Before Sophie knew what was happening, Rylan’s body hummed and then he shifted without warning. She continued to shake and tremble as the wolf whimpered softly nearby. Rylan quickly shifted again.

  “How do you do this to me?” Rylan gasped as he moved up against Sophie’s body, pressing his still hard cock against her smooth skin.

  “It was that good?” she murmured.

  “Yes.”

  They rested like that against the tree, until Rylan finally pulled away and began righting himself. Sophie also fixed her dress and underwear, as well as tried to smooth her hair down. She hoped by now that Crofton had finished inside with Celeste. She decided if he hadn’t finished, than she was going to kick him out of her home anyway.

  Just as Sophie stepped away from the tree, she froze.

  “What is it?” Rylan asked, concerned. Sophie couldn’t speak as she let the feeling wash over her. A chill ran up her spine.

  “Sophie?” Rylan asked again.

  She shook her head.

  “Something is wrong,” she whispered. Rylan cocked his head and studied her.

  “What do you mean something is wrong?” he asked kindly. “Everything is very right, unless you count where I scraped your delicate skin,” he said, pointing to the small scrape on Sophie’s wrists.

  “No,” she said firmly, ignoring his humor. “Something is definitely wrong. Something is happening now; I can feel it. I just don’t know what it is!” she said with frustration as she quickly began moving towards the cottage. Rylan hurried to catch up with her.

  “So, now you can sense things?” he asked cautiously.

  “I guess so,” she said slowly as she pulled open the front door. “Crofton you better have your pants on!” she called out and she hurried into the house. Celeste smiled sheepishly at her as she hurried into the kitchen. Sophie’s quick eye caught Celeste carefully pulling her dress down as she disappeared out of sight. Crofton came around the corner, smiling salaciously at both Rylan and Sophie.

  Sophie rolled her eyes as she went into the kitchen to speak to Celeste.

  “I’m going to go down and speak to Aurelia in a moment,” she informed him. A few minutes later she was kissing Rylan and saying goodbye to Crofton before she hurried down the hill to speak with Aurelia about the strange sensation she had experienced.

  The next morning, Sophie found herself waking next to a naked Rylan. They had made the most of their night and Sophie had been in need of such a night after her conversation with Aurelia. Yesterday afternoon, not long after Sophie’s strange feeling, an elf had been found dead by the lake. The elves rarely socialized with the fairies or witches, so it was not unusual for an elf to pass without the other Dwellers knowing. This had been strange, as the elf was found closer to the fairies and witches side of the lake than the elf side of the lake.

  No foul play had been suspected, yet the elf had seemed far too young to die of natural causes. Most of the fairies and witches were not concerned since the elves were never concerned with their matters. It was brushed off as a freak accident or reaction of some sort. Yet, Sophie still couldn’t help the strange nagging sensation that there was more to the story.

  Still thinking, she slipped out of bed and tiptoed to her wardrobe. After dressing, she made her way downstairs where Celeste was cooking her favorite breakfast. Clearly, Celeste was feeling guilty after her indiscretion with Crofton.

  Rylan stumbled down the steps a few minutes later and joined Sophie at the breakfast table.

  “I need to get back to Linwood today to speak with him,” he said between mouthfuls of food. Sophie nodded. She wanted to speak to Aurelia more about the elf incident. Yesterday, Aurelia had explained that it could be her strengthening powers and that perhaps one of her magic skills would be sensing trouble.

  After breakfast, Rylan kissed her goodbye and left. Sophie decided to make her way down to the lake for some quiet thinking before going to speak to Aurelia. She meandered around the gently rippling lake and she peered into the clear waters, looking for light minnows. She saw none, but instead saw a number of colorful fish moving softly in the waters. She saw a few elves on the other side of the lake, and she raised her hand to wave to them. The elves grimaced and waved back before hurrying on their way. The elves were friendly but preferred to keep to themselves, even more so than the witches. Now the elves appeared to be extra cautious of the others.

  Sophie had met only two elves – Elwyn and Noll. They had been perfectly pleasant but Sophie could tell that they had been anxious to get back to the other elves. Sophie had a brief conversation with Elwyn and Noll after she had become the queen. Sophie squinted and she could just make out the small homes built into the sides of the trees and hills where the elves lived. She wondered where the small elf who died had lived.

  Finding a shady spot, Sophie sat down on the soft earth and lay back to gaze at the soft white clouds that drifted by. It was hard to believe that she was not far from her grandmother’s house. She felt like thousands of miles away. Sophie wasn’t certain on the distance, but if she had to guess, she would say she was maybe thirty miles from her family.

  This part of the forest was filled with a number of enchantments to protect humans from finding, let alone entering the land. Sophie stared at the gently moving clouds and wondered if her brother Brandon was looking at the same clouds right now. Her heart ached for her family, especially Brandon who had always looked out for her. What would Brandon think of her now if he saw her? Would he even recognize her now that she had embraced her fairy side? She certainly looked ethereal with her glowing skin and gossamer fairy gowns. She wondered what Brandon would think of her wanton ways and she cringed at the thought.

  Sophie had always been the sweet, innocent young sister of Brandon and she had known little of the sexual world until Rylan had kidnapped her. Her poor grandmother had probably suspected foul play by the forest creatures, as she had always warned Sophie’s grandfather to not let Sophie too close to the woods and both Sophie and Brandon feared the unknown of the woods. How strange that Sophie now called the woods her home and would spend the rest of her days here.

  She drifted off into a peaceful daydream as her mind emptied and she stared at the clouds. Sounds in the distance began to stir her from her thoughts and she sat up abruptly, realizing that she he
ard shouting coming from the direction of her house. She leapt from the ground, and raced around the lake as she approached the hill where her cottage sat. She rounded the bend and screamed when her cottage came into view. The home was engulfed in bright, angry flames.

  Sophie tore up the hill, her honey-colored gown flying out behind her as she raced up the steep incline. A number of fairies were circling the house, crying out for help. Aurelia and Liam caught sight of Sophie dashing up the hill and she saw the relief cross their faces. Liam’s body nearly sagged with relief but Sophie couldn’t stop to think about it.

  “Rylan!” she screamed. “Celeste!”

  She ran towards the house where the angry flames licked the sky but Liam grabbed hold of her tightly.

  “You can’t go in!” he shouted. “It’s cursed fire!”

  “I have to go in!” Sophie shrieked, her blood pounding through her veins. Rylan and Celeste were in there. She fought and kicked at Liam who had her pinned to his body.

  “Rylan! Rylan!” she cried out as hot tears poured down her cheeks. Another fairy, Durin, quickly hurried to Sophie and spoke quickly.

  “My queen, I saw your wolf friend leave the house and disappear into the woods. He is not inside, I assure you.”

  Sophie stopped fighting and looked into Durin’s pale eyes.

  “Are you sure?” she asked, her voice filled with panic.

  “Yes, I’m sure,” he promised.

  “Where is Radella?” Aurelia shrieked as she frantically moved among the number of fairies outside the cottage. At that very moment, Radella, an older and especially petite fairy, crested the hill. Her eyes were wild and she shouted an incantation in a strange tongue as she thrust her hands towards the cottage. The fire slowly began to weaken and the flames appeared to fold within themselves. Sophie watched as the flames grew smaller and smaller until the house stood charred and smoking.

  “Celeste!” Sophie cried out and Radella charged into the cottage. Sophie gasped, but the other fairies were not surprised at all. Sophie knew that Radella’s specialty was protection and defensive magic. She clearly had powers that the others did not.

  Sophie stared at her charred cottage, afraid of what Radella might find. Celeste had been her constant companion these six months and she had been a friend and confidante to Sophie. She stared harder at the house, willing Celeste to emerge safely. To her immense relief, Radella stumbled from the cottage, sputtering, with Celeste wrapped safely in her arms. Celeste was coughing and alert, but her skin looked badly burned.

  “Celeste!” Sophie exclaimed, running towards her.

  “I’m sorry,” Celeste whispered.

  “Shh. Don’t be sorry,” Sophie crooned, wiping a matted piece of hair from her face.

  “The flames came and I couldn’t stop them,” she said weakly.

  “I need to take her to Shea,” Radella said curtly and Sophie nodded and stepped aside as Radella made her way down the hill to the healer’s home. Sophie felt strong smooth arms behind her and she let Liam embrace her and guide her under a tree.

  “I’m so glad you weren’t inside,” Liam said, his voice thick with emotion. Sophie let Liam hold her as she watched the fairies disperse. She couldn’t help but want Rylan beside her side as well.

  “We’ll find out who did this,” he said fiercely. Sophie realized that whoever set her cottage on fire was clearly after her. She stared up at Liam.

  “What is cursed fire?” she asked.

  “It’s fire that is possessed and takes a talented person to make. Normally a witch,” he spat. Did a witch want to kill her?

  “Why would a witch want me dead?” she asked, confused. Liam only shook his head, obviously unsure of an answer himself.

  “I think I should check on Celeste. Will you be okay?” Liam asked. Sophie was still in shock and she nodded as she saw Aurelia making her way towards her.

  “Yes. Thank you, Liam. Please let me know how Celeste is doing. I feel so guilty,” she said, a sob catching in her throat.

  “It’s not your fault,” Liam soothed before leaving Sophie to Aurelia.

  “I know you’re upset Sophie,” Aurelia began, “but we need to address this now. Cursed fire is hard to make and it uses toads, asphodel root and hair of elf to name a few ingredients.”

  Sophie sat up quickly, looking at Aurelia.

  “The elf and missing items,” she whispered.

  Aurelia nodded grimly. “Someone has been planning this.” She paced under the thick trees, her short wine-colored dress moved quickly against her thighs. “Lucky for you, you weren’t home. It was still early. They must have suspected you would still be inside finishing breakfast.”

  Sophie nodded, dazed. “Normally I would be, but I couldn’t sleep after the elf incident. I ate an early breakfast and went to the lake.”

  “So someone who so carefully collected these ingredients, was so negligent on your whereabouts.” Aurelia shook her head as she tried to place the pieces together.

  “Sophie!” a panicked male voice called and Sophie bolted out of her chair at the sound of Rylan’s voice.

  “Rylan! I’m here!” she called darting from under the trees.

  “Sophie!” his voice flooded with relief as he caught sight of her and he pulled her into his arms, lifting her clear off the ground.

  “I was terrified when I heard,” he said gruffly. “One of the wolves alerted me and I raced back here as fast as I could. I knew you had left the house but I had no idea how long you were planning on staying out.”

  Sophie nodded against his rough neck, feeling tears prick her eyes.

  “I thought you were in there,” she said, her voice shaky with emotion. Rylan pulled her closer.

  “We’ll talk later,” Aurelia whispered before vanishing and leaving Rylan and Sophie alone. Sophie sat against Rylan’s warm chest for a long time. The other fairies slowly moved away until they were the only two still left by the house.

  “We’ll fix your house,” Rylan said quietly. Sophie shrugged; she was more concerned about Celeste and trying to figure out who was trying to harm her. Suddenly a small shape moved from behind a tree and Sophie jumped.

  “Excuse me,” a small voice squeaked. Sophie was amazed to find herself peering at a small elf. He was much shorter than she, with bright green eyes and a dark tuft of hair that sprouted around his pointy ears.

  “I am Tryn. We heard of the fire. I have magic that can heal your cottage.”

  Sophie stared at Tryn, disbelieving that he would help her.

  “You would help me?” she asked incredulously.

  The elf nodded. “You are concerned about the elf who died. I will help anyone who shows us elves such respect and honor.”

  Sophie looked at Tryn with gratitude. “I would be in your debt if you could repair my home.”

  Tryn gave her a small smile before scampering towards the cottage. Sophie and Rylan watched in amazement as the house seemed to mend before their eyes and was soon restored to it’s former self.

  “Amazing,” Sophie breathed as her house stood before her, whole and unscathed.

  “Anything you ever need, please don’t hesitate to ask,” Sophie told Tryn. He nodded at Sophie and Rylan before slipping between the trees. Hesitantly, Sophie walked forward and moved inside her house. Everything was as it was before and she marveled at Tryn’s exceptional work. Rylan grinned at her and then reached for her hand, leading her upstairs.

  “I think you need to unwind,” he said huskily, his mouth pressed against the base of Sophie’s throat.

  “Mmhmm,” she agreed, closing her eyes and Rylan’s hands moved across her shoulders, pushing her sleeves down. Sophie reached for Rylan’s pants and began to undo the buckle. She could think of nothing better than losing herself in Rylan. Footsteps on the stairs alerted Sophie and Rylan to a visitor, and they quickly separated.

  “Sophie! This is incredible! Your cottage-” Liam stopped talking abruptly as he moved into the bedroom. “Oh! I’m so sorry! I j
ust forgot from all the activity,” he quickly ducked his head out of the room and Sophie smiled wickedly at Rylan.

  “Liam! Come back,” she called seductively. Liam’s head peered around the wooden door and he looked hopefully at Sophie. Sophie nodded, beckoning Liam forth. A threesome was exactly what she needed. Tentatively, Liam moved into the room. He stood behind Sophie and softly began playing with her hair and kissing her neck as Sophie fiddled with Rylan’s pants. Successfully unbuckling them, she pushed Rylan towards the bed and then climbed between his legs once he was situated.

  Moaning softly, Sophie lowered her mouth to Rylan’s solid cock and gently flicked her tongue against his tip. Rylan groaned and twitched on the bed. Sophie could feel Liam undoing the buttons on the back of her dress and she knew in no time Liam would free her of the material. She opened her mouth and ensconced Rylan within her warmth. His audible sound of appreciation let her know he was enjoying himself. Moments later, Sophie felt Liam begin to pull her dress up and she straightened and lifted her arms so Liam could slide the silky garment up and off her skin.

  As Sophie continued to suck Rylan, she felt Liam move behind her and slide her panties down her legs. Sophie groaned from the erotic feeling of having her underwear removed and Rylan groaned in turn from the sensation of Sophie’s groan against his cock. Sophie continued moving her mouth up and down Rylan’s shaft as she felt Liam begin to play with her pussy. His fingers probed between her legs and he pushed two of his long, slender fingers inside her. Sophie gasped at Liam’s intrusion and moaned loudly when Liam began pushing directly against her spongy g-spot.

  Sophie felt herself becoming wetter and wetter as she took Rylan as deep as he would go into her mouth, pushing his tip down into her throat. Rylan’s eyes were wild with surprise and pleasure and he grabbed for the headboard behind him before quickly moving his hands to Sophie’s hair. Sophie absolutely loved when Rylan took hold of her hair and forced her head to move along his cock at Rylan’s desired pace. Knowing this, Rylan twisted his hands in her hair and began moving her head at a fast pace. Her mouth full of Rylan’s thick cock, along with Liam’s speedy fingers fucking her, was quickly taking Sophie to a place of needed sexual release.