“This is what you’ve been wanting and this is exactly what you’re going to get.” He followed that sentiment up with a sharp jab of his hips. It penetrated her interior and it wasn’t lost on him that this was her first time. Breaking through that resistance was met with a scream of pain, which suddenly changed to that of pleasure in a matter of moments. The tightness of her hole surprised him. He really did think that she had had her fair share of suitors. It appeared and rightfully so that she was more selective than that. After all, she was a princess and no man in their right mind would approach with anything that wasn’t pure intentions.
“This can’t be happening…not again.” “I really did think that I was immune to this kind of thing, but it appears that I haven’t given myself enough credit. That cock and attitude is not something that I could find with any of my English lads. They really don’t know what they’re doing. Sometimes I hear the other girls talking and it’s like they’re going through the motions. I’ve already had one orgasm and a second one is coming up to slap my face. I loved the way that he is rubbing up against me. It was certainly a new sensation that’s causing all sorts of things to happen inside me.” “That’s it… I know that you can feel me wrapped around you, Finn. I think we both know that our bodies have been begging for this from the moment that we saw each other. It was just a matter of who was going to take the initiative.” Samantha wasn’t going to do that on her own and she needed some encouragement that came from the forceful demeanor of a man that really didn’t know any other way.
“I thought that you were… Ahh…Ahh…stuck up and in need of a man that can take you over his knee and show you how to act like a real woman. I see now that I didn’t have to go looking very far to find that woman…yes…take it.” His cock was feeling the effects of her hole rippling along him and making it almost impossible to hold back what was going to be soon hers.
“I think that if we were to fall in love that it would be a tragedy. We could never be together like this or any other way. I do hope that you don’t take any offense…yes…fuck me deeper…do it. It’s not meant to be a slight of any kind. I just know that you would never be accepted by the royal family.” “I don’t want to put him down, but it doesn’t appear to affect his performance in the very least. If anything, I believe that it has made him want to put on a show that is worthy of a woman of my statue. He’s fucking me hard and my ass is chafing on the ground and I don’t care. That cock is taking me to new heights of pleasure that I didn’t even know existed. I’ve used my own hand, but nothing compares to the real thing. I will always remember my first time, even if we don’t find a way to be together.”
“I don’t think that this is the correct position for a woman like you. It’s too tame and you need something that’s going to make you feel possessed like an animal in the wild.” He took that opportunity, to twist her around, until she was on her hands and knees with her ass perfectly positioned. He lined up behind her, grinning, before placing his saber at the entrance to her womanhood. He teased her by slapping at her lips and then felt her hands reach down and up underneath her to grab onto his base. Before he knew it, he was deeply embedded within her. It was a snug fit and in this position, he could go a little bit deeper.
“Fuck me… Fuck me… Fuck me with everything that you have in that highlander body.” They were moving against each other and the slapping of their bodies coming together was enough to push them even further than they had already gone. She felt his thumb at the entrance to her ass and she turned her head, but was not in time to tell him to stop. “Yes…that is so fucking good…don’t stop.” She had lost control of her faculties, her limbs now feeling like they were going to collapse underneath her. That orgasm was not overshadowed by the feel of his thumb digging deep into her other welcoming hole. Her ass took the intrusion and now she was getting it from both sides. She did actually feel his thumb touching his cock through the thin membrane. He was easily able to manipulate her body into a quivering mass.
Finn couldn’t hold his orgasm back and it came in the form of five very deeply embedded spurts that found their home inside her body. He fell over top of her with his weight now forcing her down onto the ground. They managed to stay like that for a few minutes, before they finally felt awkward enough that they had to disengage.
“I’ll have you know that I’ve never acted like that in my life. That is against everything that I’ve been taught from my parents. You made me feel like I was just a common woman and that couldn’t be further from the truth.” She was trying her best to put things back right that was wrong. He couldn’t be allowed to believe that she was the type of woman that would succumb, so easily to a man possessed with an attitude that was irksome at best.
“I think that you may be protesting a little bit too much, princess. Perhaps you feel that it was wrong what we did, but I doubt that deep down that you really feel that way. You certainly didn’t show anything that would resemble regret. You should stop and smell the roses once in awhile and you may just find that your happiness is someplace that you would never suspect.” He was trying to tell her that he had feelings for her and that they weren’t just from doing it on the ground. This was something that was ingrained into him and now he wanted to see if there was a future in store for them. From everything that she was saying, he was reasonably sure that there could not be anything more than what would they had already done.
“I think that we should keep this platonic. I still want you to train me, but we can never do that again. Repeat after me…we will never be doing that again.” Over the next few days, they did a train, but after each session, they ended up rutting like a couple of animals. They couldn’t stop themselves and each time they did it made their bond stronger.
There were many times that she left with his seed still inside her. On each of those occasions, she would smile and then the most unfortunate thing happened. She found out that she was pregnant with his child and that Phillip was about to make his stand against her. Her parents had not come home and there was no sign that they were going to do that in time to save her from a fate worse than death.
She was outside tending to the garden, enjoying a respite from her daily live, when a shadow loomed over her. She barely moved in time to feel the cold blade of Phillips sword about to take her head. She rolled away from him, scrambling on her hands and feet. He looked determined and there didn’t seem to be anything that was going to stop him from his course of action.
“I’m afraid that you have to be disposed of. You cannot be allowed to rule and my plan does not include you in them.” Phillip was sure that he could make this quick and possibly painless. He was actually hoping that she would fight back and then out of the blue a sword appeared in her hand. He thought that it was a joke, but then she showed that she was ready for just about anything. They battled through the courtyard and out onto the street. He was sweating and looking at her with disdain, knowing that his plans would go up in smoke, if it was known that he was collaborating with the enemy.
He parried forward and thought that that would run her through, but she was quick to adjust and turn the blade in a semicircle to relieve him of the weapon. It sailed into the air and it landed in the dirt the blade sticking in the ground and the handle sticking out.
“I don’t know where you learned to do that, but have mercy.” That was the last words that he spoke, as her sword made him regret the day that he decided to show her any kind of attention. The princess laid waste to her fiercest competitor. This left her to wait for her parents to come home. They would not be happy by what had happened, but they would know that their daughter would not have done that, unless it was absolutely necessary.
In the following month, she began to start to show and to save face she left the comfort of the royal family for something a little simpler. She sent word to Finn through Elizabeth. They left together under the cover of darkness never to be seen from again.
There were all sorts of rumors and some thou
ght that she was dead and the king and queen mourned her loss. They never suspected that she was living within Finn’s homeland of Scotland. They would never have imagined that her happiness depended on the baby that she was carrying and the man that she loved with all of her heart.
THE END
HIGHLAND RESCUE
The rain fell softly on my face. It helped me forget about all of the black cloth that had recently passed by. The tree above me released the raindrops that had been contained in its leaves. It was as though the tree was crying with me.
Merely days had passed since my father was killed by the beast. Brother was in such a hurry to bury him into the ground after his death so that he could become king. The ceremony would be held later today to introduce the new king of Darden. I had no intentions of being there. I would remain by my father’s side until my body became one with the ground above him. I couldn’t remember ever feeling so alone.
Mother had died the day I entered the world. Brother always told me it was my fault that she was gone. I killed her. He never let me forget that. Father was my only ally in life. Now he was gone and I was alone.
Many people have told me that I am much like my mother. At my age my mother had dark hair that flowed straight down her back touching her waist. Just as mine does now. I have her emerald eyes and small button nose. Unfortunately for me I was given my father’s ears that always seemed to stick out to the side. He always told me that my strange ears made me a good listener. I wish I could have known my mother. There is so much I wish to have learned from her. Things such as how it felt to kiss a boy for the first time. Or how she knew who to give her love to. There are so many things that only my mother could tell me. Father always did his very best however it is certainly not the same. I love him dearly for trying. He was able to provide me everything I could possibly need.
Three days ago I went with Father into the village to see the townspeople. We brought bread and cheese to pass out to those in need. Father was always giving back everything he had to his people. He was a beloved king and things would never be the same without him. The people praised him and he made sure to call everyone by their first name. I already knew that Brother would be nothing like that. He had darkness inside of him, a burning greed. He enjoyed making others feel small while he stomped around like a giant.
When we knocked on the door of Mr. Toil Germaine’s small shack he greeted us nervously. Just like he would do every time, father shook Mr. Germaine’s hand and offered him some bread. Mr. Germaine asked us inside for a cup of warm milk, father accepted. After entering his home, a wild beast pounced at us from across the room. It looked like a monster with razor teeth and black bristly fur. First he attacked Father and I screamed. Mr. Germaine kept chanting, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! My king, please forgive me! What was a starving man to do?”
Father fell to the ground and the animal escaped. The next thing I remember was waking up in my bed back at the castle. I awoke in a panic. Then I realized it must have all been a bad dream.
“Mira!” I heard our nurse Hazel stirring beside me. “Oh, my sweet girl. What trouble you have seen!” She placed a cold cloth upon my brow.
“Thank you Hazel. You may leave.” Brother called out from across the room.
I watched as Hazel started toward the door. She bowed her head as she walked past Brother. “My king.” She replied. It hadn’t been a dream. Tears began flowing down my cheeks.
Brother pulled up a chair to my bedside. “Hello Sister.” He stated with a bite in his voice. “I see you have done it again.”
Puzzled, I responded in between sobs, “What have I done again?”
“You have killed another one of our parents. Well done.” He said in a poisonous tone. “Death truly surrounds you sister.” I began to cry even harder. I felt a pain in my heart that could only be described as emptiness.
“Brother!” I pleaded. The sound of my voice scared me. It sounded hollow and desperate. “There was this black beast, it came out of nowhere!”
“Don’t bother wasting your words, I will not listen. I have already arranged your punishment. You got away with killing our mother, the queen. I will not let you get away with killing our father as well.”
At this point I wanted to fall into myself and leave this world. I had no one.
“I have arranged your wedding to Kit Bataran. It will take place after I am sworn in as king.” Brother stood up and looked down at me in the bed. “You are a disgrace to our family and I will not see you again. Consider yourself forever banished from Darden.” And just like that he stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him. I jumped at the sound.
Kit Bataran was the eldest son of King Laurence Bataran of Soundsforth. For my entire life I had been told stories about the Bataran’s. Brother had always told me horrors of what terrible people they were. I didn’t know enough about him and I was in no way interested in being married to him, or anyone for that matter. Darden had been my home for the past eighteen years. I wasn’t ready to leave. I stayed in my bed for days until my tears dried up, only getting up to say my goodbyes to father.
The funeral felt short for someone who had led such a significant life. The entire town showed up to pay their respects to the fallen King Erroll Nord. The only townsfolk who wasn’t there was Toil Germaine. The way he continued to mutter his apologies caused me to believe that he had planned the attack on my father. Something didn’t fit properly. My heart burned with hatred for that man. He let this happen, I know it.
The tree shook again and more raindrops fell upon my face. It was quiet, I was the only person remaining at the burial site. The rest of the town was at the castle for the royal crowning of their new king, Montgomery Nord.
I looked down at my hands and placed them gently on my lap to smooth out my black cloak. When I noticed the white lace of my wedding gown peeking out around my ankles, I scrambled to tuck it in. Brother had insisted I wear it under my cloak to the funeral seeing as I was to be married hours later.
When I was sure that Brother’s crowning ceremony was over I picked myself up off of the ground and blew father a kiss. “Father, I miss you in my heart and I will never forget you. I promise to keep your soul alive.” I placed a single white rose upon his headstone and pulled myself away. The wind picked up and howled against my back pushing me up the hill. Forcing me not to turn back.
The ceremony was small which I was completely grateful for. It was held just outside of Darden in the hills of Soundsforth. The only people attending were King Laurence and his queen Elmire. Brother showed up for the appearance to ensure that I was following through with my punishment. He left shortly after the ceremony began. It was quite strange for a royal wedding to be so small but my heart screamed out in joy.
Kit was quite handsome in his royal cloak. He had a very kind but concerned face. The way his hair curled and framed his face softened his appearance. He stood six foot five inches towering a foot above my petit frame. He clasped my hand in his which I found quite bizarre considering the circumstances. This man was a complete stranger to me.
The ceremony droned on and I only half listened. I paid close attention to cross my fingers behind my back as I recited my marital vows to Kit Bataran. The only vow I took today was to myself. I vowed to keep my heart guarded. I may be forced to marry this man but I would never love him. Everyone I have ever loved has been taken from me. It was better this way.
“You may now kiss the princess.”
Kit smiled at my coyly, nervously. Gently, he placed one hand along my cheek and bowed his head down placing his warm lips carefully on mine. This was my first kiss, all of the blood in my body rushed up into my cheeks. I hoped I was doing this right. I felt his other hand brush the small of my back and against my hand which was still fingers-crossed behind my back. Embarrassed, I pulled my hands together. Then it ended just as quickly as it had started.
“I promise I am going to love you.” Kit whispered in the kindest voice. I felt my stomach flut
ter and my mind began to fog.
Snap out of it Mira, guard your heart.
As a family, we walked toward the royal carriage where the guards and horses were awaiting us. King Laurence and Queen Elmire lead the way while Kit and I followed closely behind. Just as he had before, Kit clasped my hand in his.
Once we reached the carriage and the king and queen had entered, Kit asked to talk to me on the side. I felt a wave of nerves come over me but politely agreed.
“Mira, my lady.” He cleared his throat. He was so handsome. “I just wanted to personally express my condolences on the loss of your father. King Erroll was a great man. We thought very highly of him even in Soundsforth. I understand that it has been an excruciatingly difficult day for you and I will respect your space. Please, if there is anything myself or the kingdom of Soundsforth can do for you, do not hesitate to ask. We are you home now.”
I couldn’t help myself, I threw my arms around his neck and burst into tears. His kindness burned right through me and I so badly needed someone to care for me. Reminding myself to keep my heart guarded, I pulled away carefully from his embrace. “Thank you my prince. We can go home now.” The words tasted funny in my mouth. I had never referred to anywhere but Darden as ‘home.’ Now here I was, headed in the wrong direction and already calling it home.
When we arrived in Soundsforth hours later, the townsfolk were there to greet us. They cheered as we entered the gates. Everyone was trying to get a glimpse of Soundsforth’s newest princess. I cowered into Kit not wanting to be seen. My mind continued to soar back to Darden. I wondered what they were doing and if anyone missed me. I knew I was certainly missing them. Head forward and heart hidden, I trudged onward into my new life as Princess Mira Bataran of Soundsforth.
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