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AGNARR. I sit upon the highest roof of my fortress, staring out at the land that I call mine. Barren, dangerous and extremely hot. My people are tolerating this place despite its shortcomings. Perhaps one day soon I can move them to a better land. My mood is dark tonight. I do not know why I am disappointed; she did as I asked and showed respect before the chiefs; it is all; I was foolish to think there was more. But I did not disrespect her, yet she refused me. What is this? Where one cannot even bed his wife. Clearly, she-wolves are rebellious and do not show their men any respect. I frown, my irritation rising. I donât know how much longer I will tolerate her disrespect. I know I said that I would not go to her, but that was before I gave her my blood. Now I wish to have a taste of her. Irritation ripples through me as her words replay in my mind. âYes, yes you doâŚâ I disgust her⌠My eyes blaze as I glare down at the grounds, keeping my simmering anger reigned in. Her co
XENDAYA. âUntil you too decide to betray me. It is now your burden to carry.â My heart squeezes painfully at those words spoken with such confidence as if itâs inevitable⌠as if deep down he knows that I will⌠I watch him walk away, the weight of Aslanthaâs crown heavy upon my head, a trickle of her blood dripping down my forehead. Kaizoran grips my arm and pulls me from the hall that is now covered in the blood of many. The aftermath of a horror scene⌠Three people died there today. I donât know what happened fully, but I gathered a few words from the conversation. Friya, betrayal, Nefzaan, and son. I knew the word son since many of them were addressed as âSon ofâ when I was learning about the guests who were coming. âWhat happened in there?â I ask Kaizoran the moment the door shuts behind us, pulling free from his hold, needing an answer. âThat is Agnarrâs place to tell you,â he replies gravely. Ever the loyalist. âNo. He said what he did for all to hear. Tell me!â I deman
XENDAYA. This is better than any fantasy my mind could conjure up. Perhaps a little more than I bargained for but I revel in the bliss of the pain. Crave the sting of his teeth as they graze my skin, the heat of my mouth tasting my flesh. Sizzling hot pleasure ripples through me as he sucks hard on my neck, the pain a guarantee itâll leave a mark. A muffled moan escapes me as he continues to assault my neck with rough kisses. Each one pulling me into the abyss of pleasure that his anger is promising me. The pain is intense, but itâs overpowered by the pleasure of his touch, and just when I feel it is getting too much, my nails dig into his arms as I try to push him away, he moves back, letting go of my face. Iâm left standing there extremely breathless as his gaze rakes over me for a second before he's reaching for me again. I don't fight him, I want this, want him even if it's just for one night. He rips my top off. My breasts spill from my top, and he hums in approval but before
XENDAYA. My eyes widen as he removes his fingers from me and lets go of my neck. But before I can even reply, he grips my thighs just above my knees, lifting them off the table and pressing my legs to his hips, before he thrusts into me. I cry out, as I grip the edge of the table in front of me as he pounds into me brutally I bite my lip, trying to stop the cries of pain as I try to relax. There is a thin line between pleasure and pain, they go hand in hand and he jas me teetering on the edge of both. Both hammering at me so intensely I can barely breathe. Heâs bigâŚbut his brutality is only making it hurt more, yet the pleasure I feel and need more of is overwhelming me. I whimper, pressing my lips to the back of my hand in a failing attempt to muffle my screams as he fucks me hard and fast. My breasts that are pressed against the table feel tender, And each thrust makes the table beneath us creak. Fuck⌠Oh fuck! I can hear my moans fill the room. The horny cries of ecstasy
XENDAYA. I canât help but moan, drowning in pleasure. A part of me is going crazy trying to understand, but itâs only a small part as I drown in pleasure as he begins to play with my clit. The feeling of having someoneâs tongue on my pussy whilst having a cock inside of me⌠itâs unexplainable and⌠and⌠Iâm enjoying it⌠âOh, fuck⌠Thatâs itâŚâ I hear myself moan. Kaizoran moves back only for Dagnoth steps forward. His hands grip my hips, kneading them as he instantly buries his face in my pussy. His tongue is rougher than Kaizoranâs but the pleasure is just as intense as he thrusts it into me, eating me out like he is starved. My release begins building once more. As Agnarr speeds up Iâm unable to focus on anything, vaguely realising Dagnoth has moved back and Hazran steps forward. âMy Beautiful Queen⌠finally.â He whispers, kissing my collarbone before he grabs my breasts fondling them. âYou have done a number on her AgnarrâŚâ I hear him chuckle before his tongue presses flat fr
AGNARR. Last night was a night I will not forget. There was something different about it⌠something⌠better than the usual? I am not sure about the correct word, but it was like an addiction and I was unable to stop. I kept taking her, repeatedly⌠and even when I stopped, seeing that she was exhausted, I still wanted more⌠is it because we are blood bound? I look down at the woman on the bed, frowning deeply. Is it normal for a woman not to wake the following day? I crouch beside the bed, observing her. She still has many marks littering her shoulders and breasts, marks left by me⌠Why is she not waking up? Well, I would not know if a woman does not awake straight away, nor do I care. Why would I go to check on that the following day? But I donât think I have fucked any woman for such an extended period in one session before⌠I trail my eyes over her naked body once again. The sheet rests below her hips, teasing me as it covers that delicious pussy. She is lying on her side
XENDAYA. Last night replays in my mind, as I sit there playing with my hair. I had returned to my room where I had showered, and I am now sitting on my bed. Yorna would be bringing me food soon and although I am hungry, my thoughts keep me distracted. I donât regret last night⌠although I donât know how Iâll face his friends again. Even Agnarrâs mood was unsettling⌠it was almost as if he was in a good mood. If thatâs even possible... Thereâs a light knock on the door and they open to reveal Yorna and Hirelda holding large trays of food. âYour Majesty.â They say politely in unison as they bow. âIâm eating alone, correct?â I ask. âAre you hoping for Agnarr and his lollipop to join us?â Shayara quips in. âNo!â Iâm hoping Agnarr isnât about to show up, but the amount of food is far too much for one person. They look confused but nod. âYes, of course, this meal was prepared for you alone. My Queen.â Hirelda says, bowing her head as she places her circular gold tray on the table.
XENDAYA. I cover my mouth with the back of my hand as my laughter rings through the halls. âIâm dead.â Shayara laughs and I canât help but agree. Heâs watching me with an expression I canât decipher, but it makes my heart skip a beat as I try to stifle my laughter. He steps closer, removing my hand from my mouth, and places two fingers on my lips. âNow that is a sound I do not wish for others to hear.â He says quietly, his voice husky as those sexy eyes bore into me, making my laughter fade away. His heart is racing, and his eyes have darkened. âRightâŚâ I say, moving away from his touch. He drops his hand, but the tingling against my lips remains⌠âHowever, it was not that funny. I simply stated a fact.â He says pointedly. âWell yeah, I might have said fuck yes, baby. But that was just like an approval and now I donât know if Iâll ever be able to use it again. Baby AgnarrâŚâ I snicker but his expression seems to soften at those last words, and he looks away. I notice the look o