Stealing Shiloh

by K. A Knight

  Brutal.

  A savage knight.

  Yes, I can be sweet when I want to, I can be charming and seductive, but right now, I just want to take her however I can and as many times as I can.

  With a growl, I leave my suite and barge through the no longer secret door connecting our rooms. My hands clench with the desire to grip onto her soft skin, my cock wanting to sink inside her.

  But then I see her.

  And all thoughts flee.

  She’s standing there in a bright yellow dress, just like the one from the movie.

  Vekk me.

  One point for Shiloh.

  Most of Shiloh’s hair is pinned to the top of her head, and she wears a tiny princess crown. Long gloves cover her hands to her elbows, and the tips of sparkly shoes peek out from the gathered skirts of her dress.

  My own vekking princess.

  “Care for a dance?” she inquires, raising one arched eyebrow. A moment later, a ballad plays, a song about the beast and his beautiful lover.

  I’m baffled and totally turned on. I came in here thinking I knew exactly how this night was going to go down, but Shiloh surprised me again. She’s the only person who can read me, who can one up me in my own game.

  Touché, my little flyer.

  Prowling towards her, words escaping me, I take her offered hand and slide my body against hers. Just like in the movie, she places my hand on her hip, and we begin to waltz. Earth dancing is new to me. Totiv don’t vekking dance, but I paid attention to the movie last night and watched how their feet moved, how their hands interlaced.

  And I own it.

  We swirl and dance around her room. I spin her slowly, and she twirls under my arm, looking beautiful and elegant, as if she’s done this a thousand times.

  I smile down at her like a vekking youngling, not believing she’s mine. Shiloh’s bright eyes shine up at me, she knows she’s got me.

  The song ends, and I pull her close and take her mouth. I kiss her gently, letting her feel my passion but still letting her know how much I’m holding back.

  “You look beautiful,” I praise, pulling away.

  “And you look handsome,” she replies, her cheeks heating.

  Still smiling, I throw her off guard. “Are you ready for me to ravish you, princess? Take you like the vekking beast I am?”

  Her smile falters, but mischief sparkles in her eyes. She’s come to play. “Oh no. Please don’t take me, evil beast,” she mock exclaims, and she makes a break for it. Laughing, she runs across her room, heading through the open door leading to my own suite.

  “You shouldn’t have done that, princess,” I growl, charging after her. I locked all of my doors before I came into her room, knowing I planned on ending the night in my own bed. I wanted to have her in a place where no cameras could follow me, where none of my Klan could come barging in.

  I want her alone.

  She runs for my door and bangs on it when it doesn’t open. I chuckle and saunter over to her. There’s a hint of fear in her eyes, like she doesn’t know how far I will take this little role-playing game.

  She should know better.

  Pulling a bakket from my hip, I taunt her with the blade, turning it slowly before her gaze. “You can’t escape the beast, princess. I’m bigger than you and stronger than you. You’re helpless against me.” I press the bakket to her neck, letting her feel the kiss of the blade. “Tell me, how does it feel to be completely powerless?” She licks her lips, her chin rising defiantly.

  Good girl.

  “Now I was going to cut your dress right off your hot little body, but it is such a pretty thing. I’ll let you keep it, but I need it off, and I need it off now.” I slide the blade from her neck and settle the point between her breasts. “Do it, princess, or pay the price.”

  She nods almost imperceptibly and takes a step towards me. I twirl the bakket in my hands as her arms reach behind her. I can see her struggle with the corset top, which makes me think she didn’t get ready alone. The thought angers me. Tonight she is mine.

  Mine!

  My Klan better pray it was her bot Legolas that helped her.

  Finally, the bodice loosens, and the dress slips from her body, but she’s not naked underneath like she usually is.

  No.

  She is in what humans call lingerie.

  Two points for Shiloh.

  A yellow, see-through bra covers her breasts, her rosy nipples displayed beautifully beneath the fabric. Ruffles decorate the top, complete with little pink bows.

  The same material covers her cunt. A thin piece of material hugs her slit, letting me see how damp she already is for me. Pink bows sit just over her hips, the only thing keeping me from my ultimate goal.

  “You think you can distract me with your body, little princess?” I take my blade and run it over her nipple, and she shudders in response. I pull away, take a few steps back, and point to my bed with the tip of the bakket. “Get up there. Now!” She swallows and obeys, giving me a wide berth. Her legs look fantastic in the heels she has on, and her panties disappear into the crack of her ass, leaving her cheeks bare and beautiful.

  Spankable.

  Speaking of spanks, as she climbs onto my rather tall bed, I land one on her ass. She squeals and climbs up faster, but not before I see the print of my hand reddening her porcelain flesh. Grinning, I feign pouncing on the bed after her. She flinches, letting me know she’s still not sure what to expect. “Get on your back.” She rolls to comply. “Arms up, legs spread.”

  She stares at me and slowly moves her arms. “Faster!” I shout, before pouncing on her. I pin her body down with my own and reach behind my pillows to the ropes I placed there earlier. She doesn’t fight me, only watches with interest, rubbing her thighs together when I secure her hands into fabric lined cuffs. I tighten them carefully, ensuring they don’t pinch her skin and that she can twist her hands freely.

  I do the same to her legs, spreading them out to the sides, securing her tiny ankles.

  Then I crawl off the bed and stand at the foot just staring at her. Shiloh’s chest rises rapidly as adrenaline courses through her system. She was on her game tonight, but she was not prepared for this.

  One point for Cryk.

  “Now, what to do with you, princess. You’re the epitome of submission, all spread out and bound for me, vulnerable and ripe for the taking. But where to start with you?”

  She doesn’t answer. She’s not supposed to. Her only response is to tug at the ropes holding her. I grin, knowing I’ve got her. This is my game now.

  “Maybe here?” I take my blade and sever the fabric between her breasts, which spill from their yellow cups. Shiloh gasps as I lean my head down and attack her chest, sucking her nipple and as much of her breast into my mouth as I can. She moans, curving into me, her tit pushed into my mouth.

  I swirl my tongue around her nipple, then graze my teeth across it. Her body tenses when I apply enough pressure to make her think I’ll bite her. Smiling, I release it, and immediately take her other nipple into my mouth. I suck hard, working the tip, and pull off with a pop.

  She looks at me breathlessly, her eyes glazed already. “Did you like how that feels, princess? Do you like it when I bite your nipples?” She doesn’t answer, so I slap her breast, pulling a gasp from her lips. “I asked you a question!” I shout as her pupils dilate, lust filling her eyes.

  “Yes.” Her response is husky, and her chest rises and falls as if she’s run an entire kile.

  “And you liked it when I slapped your breast, didn’t you? Didn’t you?” I spank her other tit, landing hard on her nipple. She hisses but arches into my touch.

  “Yes! Fuck! I liked it, Cryk!”

  I growl. “Don’t get that tone of voice with me, or I’ll have to get out my whip, and I don’t think my pretty princess is ready for that yet.”

  She licks her lips, eyes blazing. Vekk. She might be ready.

  But I’ll save that for another time.

 
“Where else do you like to get spanked, princess? Your ass?” She nods. I walk back and forth in front of the end of the bed, interrogating her. I stop and stare into her eyes. “Your cunt? Have you been spanked there before?” She bites her lip and tries to clench her thighs. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

  Leaning down, I run the tips of my fingers along her skin, from her ankles to her inner thighs, then slide them under the seam of her panties. I can feel the heat of her cunt on my skin. I pull on them, stretching them from her body and let them snap back down. She winces and tries to close her legs, but I’ve got them spread wide for me.

  “So perfect, so beautiful,” I croon, tracing a finger along her slit. Shiloh shudders, panting. “I wonder, would you like me to taste you here, princess?”

  “Oh God, yes!” Shiloh moans.

  I chuckle deeply and remove my hand. She whines, the sound making my cock lengthen. I stroll up next to her and slip off my jacket before tossing it on the back of my couch. Then I roll up my sleeves to just before my elbows and crack my knuckles. “How badly do you want my tongue tasting your pussy, Shiloh?”

  She blinks slowly. “Really, really badly, Cryk.”

  “Badly enough to let me spank you?”

  “Yes,” she breathes out.

  Grinning, I grip the loose end of the bows on her panties. “Well, that’s a deal I can’t pass up.” I pull, ripping her panties off her body, exposing her perfect pussy lips to me. The desire to taste her is too much, and I duck between her legs and lick lightly along her slit. Shiloh’s head rolls back, her hands clenched in fists.

  She tastes so vekking good. I need more. Using my thumbs, I spread her lips and expose all of her cunt to my eyes. Puckering my lips, I suck on her clit, coaxing it out from its hiding place. Shiloh moans, the sound going straight to my cock.

  When I push a finger inside her, she cries out, and I gently vekk her. Pulling off her clit, I sit back and add a second finger, watching as her cunt stretches around the added width.

  So. Vekking. Hot.

  I sink in deeper, then turn my hand and hook my fingers, bumping into that cluster of nerves within her channel. Her cunt pulses around my fingers, wanting to keep them inside. I quicken my pace and lower my head, attacking her clit with my tongue. I swirl around it over and over as her hips thrust, wanting to control where I touch.

  Growling, I pull out my fingers and spank her spread pussy. Shiloh cries out, her chest flushed, eyes flashing. “Don’t. Vekking. Move. Next time you do, you don’t get to come. Understand, little princess?”

  Shiloh takes a breath like she’s going to get snarky with me, but something she sees in my eyes stops her. Instead, she nods.

  “Good girl.”

  Slowly, I slide my fingers back inside her. She moans, hands clenching, a flush creeping down her chest. Again, I lower my face. “Watch me, Shiloh. I want to see your eyes when you come on my face.”

  Shiloh groans and lifts her head, her gaze locked on mine.

  Then I go for it.

  My tongue flicks her clit relentlessly as she mewls, her eyes zeroed in on me. I vekk her with my fingers, pumping inside her. With my free hand, I pluck and tweak a nipple, and watch as she becomes undone. Her breathing quickens, her pussy pulsing on my fingers.

  Then she comes.

  Crying out, her eyes roll into the back of her head and her cream covers my lips. But I don’t vekking stop. No. She’s going to come again.

  Shiloh tries to wiggle her ass away from my tongue, but she can’t. She’s vekking mine.

  Her eyes look frantic as she stares down at me. “I can’t.”

  I pull off of her only for a moment, but my fingers still continue to vekk her. “You can and you will.”

  Then I dive back in. I lick and suck, using my lips and tongue, then add a third finger.

  “Oh God!” she yells out, and I know she’s close again. Her clit hardens under my tongue, her cunt milking my fingers.

  “Ahhhh!” she screams, as I go faster and faster, harder and harder, until her voice cracks, her limbs trembling, cunt clenching, and she comes again.

  Shiloh becomes pliant in my grasp, and I ease her down from her climax gently, then pull out of her.

  “Such a good girl,” I praise, unhooking her feet and hands. “You are magnificent when you come, little flyer.” Shiloh can only nod. Her eyes are closed, her chest heaving, and her arms and legs still lying where they were when bound. I let her enjoy her moment, revel in the aftershocks of back-to-back orgasms.

  But she’s not done yet.

  No.

  She’s got to do this one more time.

  When she finally catches her breath, her eyes open, and she turns to look at me with a huge smile on her face. “That was amaaaaazing, Cryk. I didn’t know I could do that.”

  I kiss her forehead. “I knew you could. But you’re not off the hook yet.”

  Her face screws up in confusion, and I point to my cock. “There’s still one beast who needs to be tamed.”

  Her eyes flash, and she bites her lip. My girl is vekking game. Shiloh rolls to her side and reaches for me, threading her fingers into my hair, then she pulls me in for a kiss.

  She moans, tasting herself on my mouth, and licks at me greedily. I kiss her back hard, pouring all my desire into it, wanting her to know how much I want her, how much I love her.

  Her hands go for my pants, and together we get the vekkers down. I kick them off the bed and pull her legs between mine. Her hand grips my cock and pumps gently, just enough to keep me on edge but nowhere near hard enough.

  “I need you, flyer,” I whisper against her lips.

  “Take me then. I’m yours.” She reaches down to cup my balls, and I vekking groan, thrusting my cock in her palm. But I can’t take this anymore.

  With a growl, I pick her up, scoot off the bed, and stalk over to the full-length mirror on my wall. I stand her in front of me and hold her wrists together behind her back. “Look at us, Shiloh. Don’t take your eyes off this mirror for a vekking second.” I slide my hand around to cup her throat and give it a squeeze, feeling her pulse race under my fingers. “I want you to watch me vekk you. I want you to see how slack your jaw gets in the heat of pleasure.” I lower my hand to her breasts and give each one a spank as she gasps, her nipples tightening beautifully in response. “I want you to see how your chest flushes when I bury my cock inside you.” My hand drifts low, sinking between her pussy lips. “I want you to see how wild your eyes look when I play with your clit.”

  I kick her legs open and line up my cock. “And then, I want you to watch yourself scream.” With a roar I thrust up inside her. Shiloh arches back into me, her cries music to my ears. Releasing her wrists, I grip her shoulder and hip and pummel into her tight hole. It’s so warm and slick from her sweet cream that I glide in and out with ease.

  Shiloh reaches up and clasps her hands around my neck, and I vekk her rough. Her tits bounce and sway, making me wish I had two more hands. She looks like a vekking goddess stretched before me, that beautiful and telling flush decorating her neck and chest.

  I lift one of her legs behind the knee and spread her open. “Watch, Shiloh. Watch my cock pump in and out of your greedy cunt. Feel how much your pussy pulses and clenches on me. Feel how hard and long I am inside you, stretching you, vekking you, making you mine.”

  “Oh God,” she cries out, her head falling back against my chest.

  “Now touch yourself, Shiloh. Play with your clit while I vekk your cunt. See what a dirty girl you are.”

  “Fuck,” she groans, releasing my neck. When she slips her dainty finger inside her pussy lips, I know I’m almost done. I drop her leg and clutch her tits in my hands, using them as handles to vekk her harder. “Oh God, yes! Fuck me, Cryk! Fuck me!” she cries out, and I growl, pounding into her harder. “Yes, Cryk. Your cock feels so good inside my pussy! Fuck me, baby. Yes!”

  Her dirty words wash over me while she fingers herself, and my vision almost fades. My heart
thumps in my chest, my balls tightening against my body.

  Our eyes connect in the mirror as I expand my wings out behind me, and then we both explode. I shout out her name as she calls mine, her cunt throbbing around me while I spill inside her. My cum leaks from her cunt and down her inner thighs.

  Vekking spent, I pick her up and hobble back to the bed and deposit her on her side. I crawl in beside her, not bothering to clean us up. I want my cum on her. I want her to know whose mate she is.

  “Oh, my God, Cryk. T-That was…”

  “Unbelievable,” I finish for her. She nods and cuddles closer, her ass pressed against my stomach. I curl my arm around her and pull her in tight, wanting as much of her skin touching me as possible. “You were incredible, little flyer,” I praise, kissing her shoulder.

  “You did all the work,” she counters with a laugh. “I just laid there.”

  “No, Shiloh. You did so much more. You gave yourself to me fully, completely. You gave me control of your body, trusted me to take care of you. You have no idea how much that means to me.”

  Shiloh rolls over to her back, her green eyes fixed on me. “That’s what you do for the ones you love.”

  My heart stops. Literally vekking stops. “Y-You love me?”

  She smiles. “More than I ever thought possible.”

  Could she be any more perfect? “I love you too, little flyer.” I grip her face in my hands and kiss her lips tenderly, wishing this night would never end. “I loved you yesterday, I love you today, and I will love you for all of my days, for the rest of my life.”

  She bites her lip and gazes up at me through her black lashes, and I know that I’m done for. This girl is my future. Someday, I’ll plant a youngling in her belly and watch it grow. We’ll become old together and make fun of each other’s wrinkles. Looking into her eyes, I know that even as time fades, our love will only flourish.

  Forty-Four

  Trov

  I’ve been so busy the last couple of days, I haven’t even seen my Shiloh. The kings have wanted updates on what transpired, and I have been working with the scientists and doctors at Vytal to understand what happened to the human girl my mate calls Tatiana. It means that by the time I am free, she is already asleep, so I crawl into her bed next to her for a few rotations of slumber before leaving her again.