“Please, Sir Quinn, don’t make me wait,” she softly said, and he didn’t even wait. He pushed her onto the bed, watching her fall down and watched her unclothed body for the first time. Larger than average breasts, firm thighs, pale skin and the perfect blush on her face, Alicia lying naked on the bed in front of him was one of the most erotic, and mind-blowing, images he’d ever seen. She tilted her head, beckoning him further as the pale flesh of her uncollared neck was revealed. “And do remove the last of your clothing as well.”
“I told you.” Growling in desire, he was quick to remove his shorts and crawl him, his lips tracing a line all across her shoulder, neck, and cheeks till he reached her lips again. “Call me Quinn.”
And then he captured her lips in his again, this time his hands rolling all over her body. Alicia moaned softly as his hands trailed down her hips and thoughts, slowly gripping her inner thighs, really close to her growing wetness. In return, Alicia slowly wiggled around till her thighs were positioned to lock around his waist, his lips leaving firm but soft kisses down her lips, cheeks, and throat, grasping some of her flesh in the middle of his lips and sucking on it.
“You’re beautiful.” He growled, continuing his affections on her body, his hands slowly parting her legs. His kisses got hotter and wetter as he slowly moved towards her bust. She could feel his long tool, pressed up against her pelvis and by the feel of it, it was quite large. Acting with the flow, her arms, which were on his back, moved, one of them going down towards his manhood and squeezing it into her hands. In her mind, it was almost two handfuls long, easily big enough to satisfy any woman’s needs but in this case, it was her needs. “Divine. Absolutely addictive.”
“*Gasp* It isn’t... My fault that you... cannot keep your eyes away from me.” Alicia moaned as his kisses slowly trailed onto her breasts. He licked around her left nipple, slowly bringing it into his mouth and applying a little suction in it to make her even more aroused. Her maidenhood and womanhood were slowly dripping onto the bedsheets and combined with the affections on her breasts that Quinn was forcing, it was something truly divine for her. “I’ve seen you... *moan* Look at me, you know?! Oh god, just like that!!!”
Giving up to the lust, Alicia moaned, arching her back as slowly one of his fingers had come in to trace her entrance, coating his fingers in her essence. He brought the hand to his lips, stopping his affection on her breasts and sucked on his own fingers to taste her, humming in content at the taste, but it was enough for Alicia. She locked her legs around his hips, forcing him as close to her as possible.
“No more, Quinn,” she moaned out in his ear, his left hand still massaging her other breast. “Take me, make me yours. Please! I don’t want this to end.”
“This doesn’t need to end,” Quinn whispered to her, tracing the tip of his manhood across her entrance, slowly pushing in. He forgot all thoughts about what he wanted to do to her, instead focusing on the pleasure he was about to give her. Alicia moaned as he entered, his wide girth of man meat parting her inner walls to perfection until he reached a barrier. “First time?”
“Yes.” She gasped at the feeling of his length half buried inside of her. “No one was an allowed to touch me before, and no one will ever, not if it isn’t you.”
“Good,” Quinn said, slowly pushing inside further and further until he tore her barrier apart and completely buried himself inside of her. “Because I wasn’t about to admit this was my first time as well.”
His words brought out another gasp from her as he pulled on both of her breasts, his thumb and ring fingers rolling her nipples in between them, slowly pulling on. He was trailing soft kisses and suckles all across her neck and in return she was using her nails to scratch on his back, leaving slight red trails behind. Waiting for her permission to move was the hardest thing that Quinn had ever done, the simple feel of her warm, slick, walls had him wanting to pound inside of her without abandon but he would get the time to do so later on, right now, he needed to love her, he needed to show her what he wanted to give her. Finally, when he felt her slowly buckle against him, he started to move, agonizingly slow for both of them.
“God....” Alicia gasped, cupping his face and bringing it up to her own face. “Go faster. Make me scream.”
Not even caring when she heard such words, he did as she told and got onto a tempo, his erection slowly carving its way inside of its new sheath, plowing her insides roughly and that was what she wanted. Her mouth was open, letting out streams of his name and the words ‘Yes!’ and ‘God!’ again and again as he coupled with her, his lips finding hers again.
“You are mine,” he muttered against her lips. “All mine. Till now, all I have told you was what you can do. You can do this or you can do that, but that is not what I want you to do.”
She gasped at the sudden brashness and roughness of his thrusts, leaving behind the warm feeling that was pooling in her groins to be replaced by an irresistible and pleasurable fire. Her moans turned into muffled screams inside of his mouth and she prayed that everyone in the inn was too drunk and inebriated in alcohol to hear her scream but he didn’t care, and soon neither did she. The feel of his entire length in her pussy was enough for all the thoughts of anything other than the man on top of her, and his rough handling of her body. He bit one of her lips in between his as he finished his message.
“What I want is you to stay by my side, forever. Not as a helper, not as a servant, but my wife, and as the Lady Suthell. I want you to marry me, and I want you to be mine like I devote myself to you.” He muttered against her lips, trailing them leaving hot trails of fire once again so he could suckle on her neck. No need for a collar, his lips were torturous enough for he simply was feather light and didn’t go all in and it only increased the sensations they were getting.
“More! Please more!” Slowly she was begging him to never stop. “I’ll do it! I’ll be your wife! Just don’t stop! Please! Whatever you do, don’t stop!!!”
“I don’t intend to.” Huskily growling, he let all other thoughts of pleasuring her truly go as he focused on thrusting inside of her as fast and hard he could, looking down at her sweaty body heaving with his thrusts, her breasts jiggling and her mouth wide open. One of her hands was above her, the other in her mouth as she moaned and screamed out his name. Soon enough, her inner walls were tightening around his stiffness, grasping him tighter and tighter as she came close to her climax.
The knot inside of Alicia’s stomach had tightened up to such a point that there was no denying that it was about to break and it did break. It broke letting a flood of literal pleasure through her body, through her every cell and nerve as she thrashed around under him, moaning lewdly and screaming out his name. The sense of her tightening and refusing to let him leave was enough for Quinn as he himself, with one last thrust, buried as deep as he could inside of her and let go, flooding her cavern and womb with his seeds.
Alicia weakly moaned at the warm feeling of his essence joining inside of her stomach creating a pleasurable warmth, traveling all over her body. She gasped when he moved them so he was below her, with her resting atop him. His hands were around her, and he was looking at her in her eyes.
“I love you,” he said softly. “I truly do love you.”
Alicia smiled, tears pooling in her eyes as she leaned up to kiss him softly, giving herself entirely to him, and wrapping her arms tighter around his neck.
“I love you too.” And in each other’s arms, they went to sleep, their bodies and their very souls connected.
That entire day, during the travel to Minkh, Alicia spent it curled up in Quinn’s arms, gaining support from his presence and in return giving him support. She knew that the last night wasn’t just a single night fling, but something much more than that. The way he had treated her, the way he had talked to her after that and the words he’d given to her, they meant a lot more than just hot air.
‘Till now, I have only said what you can do. I have said that you can do this and you c
an do that. But I have not said what I want you to do.’ His voice rung in her head as she leaned further into his chest. One of his arms was around her shoulders, the other on the window as he looked outside at the increase in the palm trees. ‘What I want you to do is stay by my side, forever, not as a helper, not as a servant, but as my wife, and as the Lady Suthell. I want you to marry me, and I want you to be mine like I devote myself to you.’
His words had warmed up her heart so much that she couldn’t even believe in a simple day she had turned from a Servant and a nobody to the lover and possible future lady of a noble house. In a country far, far away from Marqueis and Vesille. She sighed in content, closing her eyes and thought of her future, good, amazing thoughts that she wished to see come to life one day.
“We’re really close,” Quinn said to her, his hand rubbing her hair. She looked up and smiled, her eyes filled with love and emotion. “Let’s just get ready. The ships will be waiting for us.”
Nodding, Alicia straightened up, making sure she was presentable. While she didn’t have any other clothes then the white night-gown she had been provided with from Azzie, having secured it from one of the local ladies, she did want to look presentable to people when she got down. And she looked up, waiting for Quinn to give her the permission to get out of the carriage.
Quinn raised his hand as the carriage stopped, his eyes narrowing down as he heard the soft murmurs and the talks between Azzie and the captain of the ship. Finally, Azzie opened the door to let them out and Quinn and Alicia found themselves face to face with the biggest sea vessel that Alicia had ever seen.
“It’s big,” Alicia commented, her hand still in Quinn’s. In fact, they hadn’t left each other’s presences ever since the magical night they had shared between them and as far as Quinn was considered, he wasn’t about to even let go so easily. “We have to get inside?”
“Yes.” Quinn nodded, ushering her on the ramp. “Yes, we do. Here you go, you need to get on first.”
“But... what about you?!” Alicia asked, looking at him with concern. “You’re coming too, right?”
“Yes.” Quinn nodded, winking. “Don’t worry, I won’t be leaving you anytime soon. It’s going to take much more than a ship to part us. Come on, the ship is full, only you, me and Azzie need to get on.”
Smiling at his words, she walked up the ramp and into the ship, but as if luck was against them they heard the sound of the unknown horses and those of swords and bloodshed. Quinn’s eyes widened as he noticed the flags of Nephil and growled when he looked at Vesille. Alicia gasped in fear, jumping back into the ship and backpedaling as if to get away from the fat man sitting on the horse. He had come with 10 other horsemen with him, all of them coming closer and closer to him. One of the riders was the figure of Bozo.
“Suthell! I told you, you’ll regret this!” Vesille growled. “You are going to die now! Both you and that foolish wench!”
“As if fathead!” Unsheathing his sword, Quinn looked on resolutely at Vesille. He looked at the ships and knew that a merchant ship won’t have any protections. Azzie was on the ship and had turned around to see Quinn unsheathing his sword. Just as he was about to jump in, Quinn’s look stopped him. “No, Azzie, you need to go. Get Alicia and the horses out of here.”
“What?!” Alicia exclaimed, running up to the side of the ship. “No! You can’t do that!”
“You can, and you will,” Quinn said, his attention back at the riders, who had now gotten down from their horses and were menacingly walking towards Quinn. “Go! Get the ship out of here!!”
“No!” Alicia shouted, getting on the ramp. She would have jumped down if not for Azzie grabbing her from the waist. “Let me go! This is because of me! He doesn’t need to die for this! QUINN!!!”
“Heh.” Quinn grinned darkly. “As if I am going to die from this. GO!! LEAVE!!! I’LL HANDLE THIS WASTE OF SPACE!!!!”
“Don’t count your chickens before they hatch, Suthell!” Bozo shouted, running towards Quinn. Quinn looked with a satisfied eye that the ship had slowly undocked, and instead focused on the battle in front of him. He couldn’t waver his attention, after-all. He had a woman waiting for him to return.
On the ship, Alicia collapsed against the pole, her eyes devoid of any emotion. It was as if her just rebuilt hopes and dreams had been shattered, instantly and immediately. The man she loved, the man she was going to have a future with, the man that had saved her, once again saved her, and this time for the good as it was either going to be Vesille, or either going to be him.
‘I.....’ Alicia thought to herself, her thoughts not on any single thing but only on the fact that Quinn gave her before they had left.
‘You won’t be getting rid of me so easily.’ He had promised as she climbed onto the ship. So was this it? Was this the end of her promise? Was this the end of her dreams?
As the ship slowly sailed into the setting sun, with the raising night just in front of her, her world slowly turned dark, once again, like the life she had been living, unknown to her what was going to happen now. All was lost for her, all.
Epilouge
The ship had taken two weeks to get back to Drenston, with the news that Lord Suthell had stayed behind to let everyone, and he intended, escape. People had been shocked and had mourned his bravery but none admitted that he was dead, none. In the words of the people from Actnare, ‘Lord Suthell will be alive until we see a body’. And she really hoped that it was going to be the case. But when 4 months had passed since that day, she was losing hope.
The kingdom of Morsen, where Minkh was located, was at war with Marqueis now, because of Vesille. He had traveled through the kingdom without any permissions to do so and broken all the treaties. Actnare had offered help, but Morsen refused, stating this was a war between them and they had let Marqueis reign around for far too long. But there was no word from them whether or not Lord Suthell was alive or not, and she couldn’t stand it. She just couldn’t.
So she had asked Azzie to let her go, to let her stay somewhere alone in Actnare, and he had done so. He had given her a place to live at, a part of the property of the Suthell, a small cottage in the nearby forests. Very few people went there as it was a part of the Suthell family lands, and she found herself content living alone, and tending to her crops and flowers. Azzie had also given her all the riches she would ever need, but she didn’t touch them, she dared not touch them and worked overtime to start her own life.
Just after her normal day was finished, selling her latest produce out to the market, there was a knock on the door. At first, she thought it was just going to be Azzie, so she sighed and walked towards the door.
‘Another plea for me to return.’ Alicia thought, bitterly. She just couldn’t do it, not without Quinn. She opened the door, not knowing who was on the other side. Her eyes, though, widened considerably, her hands shooting to her mouth as she looked at her guest.
“Good Evening my Lady.” Quinn Suthell’s head tiled, one of his eyes covered in silky white bandages, an amused undertone to his words. He was wearing his same, noble robes, but with bandages all over his left arm, not that she could see inside because of his clothes. In fact, he looked as if he wasn’t missing an eye. “I am sorry for any inconvenience I caused you, I just wanted to see for myself how you were doing and if I may be of some service.”
“You... how...” Alicia’s lips started to tremble under her hands. “I... I thought you were... I thought you were dead!!!”
“For a second I did too.” Raising his hand to trace the bandages across his left eye, he winced. “I lost my left eye, had completely slashed my left hand, and even had multiple stab wounds to my chest but I didn’t lose. In the end, I managed to do as I had promised myself when I first saw Vasille and cut his disgusting little piggy head off.”
“You... YOU...” She jumped on him, her arms encircling his neck. At the sudden weight, Quinn winced but held her up. “You’re late you fool. You shouldn’t keep a lady waiting!”
“I told you,” Quinn gritted out, regardless of the pain, holding the woman close, as close as she could, to him. “You weren’t going to get rid of me so easily.”
As the sun shined on them once again, her world was rekindled with a flame she thought was lost, and Alicia had finally, finally gained her own freedom. Now, she was no longer just anyone, but she was known all around, all over the entire country of Actnare, that she was the one that captured the heart of the Lord Suthell, and one of the most beautiful women in the world.
But the place where she truly belonged was with him, in his arms.
The End
Undead Love
Chapter 1- The Fallout.
Cleopatra College of Arts and Sciences was the biggest school in the entire of the city of Bonzin. One of the biggest cities in the country and just minutely smaller than the capital, Cleopatra College boasted a lot of students that proved themselves to be the best students and the top-graders in the entire of the country as a whole. All of them had some skills or the other and all of them were incredibly athletic. All of them had chosen a side topic that revolved around combat and all of them were incredibly dedicated to not only their studies but their mental and physical training as well.
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