Elena snuggled against the warm skin of the earl. She loved the feeling of security that enveloped her whenever he held her in his arms. Her back rested against his chest and his chin nestled gently in her thick mane. His fingers traced lazy designs on her stomach as they lay together. “I want ye to come home with me Elena.”
His words sent a thrill through her body, but it was quickly crushed when reality intruded upon her thoughts. “But how sire?” she asked. “I belong to King Alex.”
“Leave that to me. I have a plan… and my name is Antony. Please don’t call me sire.”
Elena rolled over to face the earl and gently cupped his face in her small hand. “Antony, please don’t put yerself in danger for me,” she begged. She hadn’t known the earl long, but he had rapidly found a place in heart, and she couldn’t bear the thought of him being hurt.
The sound of his name rolling off her sweet lips sent a thrill of delight through his heart. “Don’t worry. It’ll be alright. Ye’ll see,” he assured her as his lips softly pressed against her forehead. “I cannot live without ye,” he murmured. Taking a harem girl as a wife was frowned upon, especially by nobility, but with his station came power, and he knew how to use it to his advantage. The beautiful teen would be his mate, or he would die in the attempt. The king owed him a favor for a loyal deed done in his name, and the earl hoped it would be enough to buy his love without incurring the wrath of the royal leader.
“We have some time before I must go for my final meeting with King Alex. Lie on yer stomach my love.”
Elena rolled over, her brain a jumble of thoughts as Antony’s hands slid down her bare back. All musings were shoved from her mind when his tongue licked up her moist slit. He quickly brought her to the edge of release as he circled around her swelling clit and pushed a long finger inside her slick heat. She whimpered in protest when his finger left her pulsing walls.
A slice of confusion moved through her when he spread her firm heart shaped ass cheeks with his fingers. She gasped when the wet tip of his tongue rimmed around her puckered hole. “Antony! What are you doing? That’s… wrong,” she gasped as the delicious sensation of having her ass hole tongued radiated through her body.
He stopped his ministrations just long enough to brush off her protests. “If it feels good, it’s not wrong.”
“Oh…” she moaned as his fleshy tongue went back to lapping at her tight little bud. It flexed and twitched beneath his touch as the pucker relaxed. She jumped when he stabbed into her tight hole, his tongue fucking her like a mini-cock. “Oh my,” she cried as amazing pleasure flooded her body. When his finger slid back into her leaking pussy, she bucked against him and came suddenly, her juices gushing onto his hand.
The unexpected orgasm left Elena wanting more, and she rocked against his tongue. The wanton act which had started out as so taboo for her thoughts had quickly turned into something she desired, and she pushed back against his tongue. The fleshy muscle withdrew from her pucker to be replaced by his finger which rubbed the copious pussy cream into her asshole, lubricating it before he pushed his long digit inside her tight passage.
“Oh Antony!” she cried as his finger filled her ass. She pushed back against him, driving it deeper and relishing the pleasure cascading through her. He pressed around her tight opening, stretching and relaxing her. The hot current running through her had her thrashing on the bed. “Please…” she begged, not knowing what she wanted, only that he was driving her wild.
He moved on top of her, his weight pressing her into the bed, and she felt the knobby head of his hard cock pressing against her tight pucker. “Relax,” he whispered in his ear as he pushed the tip into her clutching passage.
“Antony… no… ye can’t…” she replied as the pleasure in her body warred with her feeling of dirtiness at what he was doing to her.
“Trust me…” he murmured, his lips brushing across her shoulder as he slowly inched into her snug passage. He reached beneath her body and sought out the hard little nub nestled within her folds. She raised her hips slightly from the bed to allow his hand between her legs and gasped when his fingers closed over her clit.
As he stroked, the tension in her body melted away, and her ass relaxed against the invading cock sliding deep inside it. “That’s it love,” he murmured encouragement in her ear as he felt the resistance in her body give way to his insistent dick. Her breathing grew ragged as she clenched around the hard shaft buried completely inside her ass. The sensation of fullness felt weird at first, but as he began to move slowly in and out of her tight passage, pleasure replaced the oddness.
“Oh… oh Antony,” she moaned as ecstasy flooded her body with each stroke of his cock into her ass. His fingers continued to stroke her slippery nub, adding to the pleasure rolling through her.
She moved against him, her ass pushing back onto his plunging shaft as the speed of his strokes increased. The intense sensations cascading through her left Elena breathless, and her hands clawed at the bed as the powerful thrusts of his cock inside her tight ass drove her over the edge. Her cries filled the room as electric spasms wracked her body.
Her ass clamped around his plunging dick, the constricting passage becoming tighter as her orgasm raced through her body. He couldn’t hold on to his control as her ass squeezed him, pushing him to slam deep with her and moan loudly as hot cum spurted from the tip of his cock. The sight of her twitching ass pucker, his cum leaking from it, sent a thrill racing through Antony as he withdrew from her ass.
Unable to help himself, he leaned down and licked around her quivering hole. A gasp tore from her throat as he tongued her stretched out asshole. His fingers had not left her clit, and they stroked the hard nub as he cleaned the cum from her ass. “Antony!” she screamed as her body shuddered in release, the overload of new sensations to much for her body to endure.
Lying beside her, Antony pulled her into his arms and kissed her tenderly as she breathed heavily, her body still shaking from the powerful pleasure. “I love ye Elena,” he whispered. He rose from the bed and covered her trembling form. “Stay here. My meeting with the king shouldn’t take long. Rest.” If all went as planned, he’d be leaving for home soon… with Elena by his side.
