Storm
What the hell is wrong with ? Why do I feel the urge to kill all the n that slut spoke to? When I saw him with Theo’s bodyguard, I felt this urge in to murder them in cold blood, to show him that I wouldn’t let any man touch him beside .
I have never felt this way for soone, and that made feel a bit odd. My heart felt like it was about to be ripped in two, and that’s not a feeling I want to experience.
That was why I ca to this brothel, to fuck as many n as I could, to get my mind off the red-haired slut. But I was unable to feel anything for the n. Despite how naked the n kneeling in front of were, I didn’t feel anything for them.
But the mont the damned slut stepped into the room, my dick stirred, eager to feel his touch. I’m just a goner, and I know that.
Pinning him against the wall was done to punish him, but right now, I’m doing the opposite by kissing him. He moaned under , wrapping his hands around my waist and drawing closer.
For a mont, I forgot about my jealousy and the n I saw him speaking with. I forgot that he’s a damned slut, who can’t keep his arse in his damned clothes!
I pressed him against the wall and kissed him, drawing out his pleasure as I tried to show him just how pissed I was with him. I felt this damned urge to rip his clothes off him and fuck him hard against the wall.
And before I could think of my actions, I turned him, forcing him to place both of his hands on the wall.
"Storm..." He wanted to protest, but it turned into a moan when I ripped the shorts he was putting on. I didn’t waste any ti thinking of how he got to get another pair of clothes.
With him naked, I removed my wrapper and loincloth, positioning my dick on his arse button.
He shook his arse, arched his back and separated his thighs, providing with access to his beautiful cute hole.
"You are mine, Oga," I wrapped my left hand around his neck, and pressed so hard that he gasped. "I won’t let you go to another man," I snarled into his left ear, slowly sliding my dick into his warm, wet hole.
"Fuck!" He cried out, arching his back so more as I slid into his arse so hard, he cried out.
I was like a madman, fucking him so hard, that his legs shook, but I didn’t stop. I was intent on teaching him a lesson, to let him know that he’s mine and will always be mine.
"Storm!" He scread out as he orgasd for the tenth ti, while I was yet in my first.
"Seems like you love to be manhandled! A damned masochist!" With a growl, I turned him, and placed his back on the wall, causing him to wrap his legs around my body.
"Ride , slut," I murmured, placing both hands on either side of his body, to keep him from getting scratches on his body.
I might hate how slutty he is, but there is no way I’m willing to let anything mar his skin. After all, he’s my slut.
His hazy eyes locked with mine for a mont before he started to move. As his hot wet arse slid repeatedly down my cock, and his little soft arse cheeks smacked against my balls, I felt my excitent begin to increase.
Having him take the lead by rocking his arse into my hard dick, aroused more than anything else. It sent rippling pleasures through my body, causing to groan.
"Fuck, I’m cuming!" I groaned, trying to give him a fair warning. It only took a rock of his arse to send over the edge.
Brys didn’t stop and continued to bounce up and down on , eager to drive to the brink of pleasure. There is this expression on his face that shows he’s not ready to let go until he has drawn out my orgasm.
I groaned heavily again, as his wet little arsehole plunged onto my firm dick repeatedly.
Keenly he carried on, and as his warm wet arsehole slid up and down my shaft, his fleshy rear bounced off my balls, and I could feel my excitent growing closer and closer.
Fuck.
With such a body like his and a face that can lead n to sin, it’s a wonder how he remained a virgin until I took him from his father.
It could be that the beast of a king, who didn’t have any qualms about taking other young boys, was eager to keep his son innocent until he gave him out as a tool for allegiance.
Thinking of other n touching my Brys, angered . He’s mine, and I won’t let another touch him.
My stomach clenched as his arse contracted on my dick, trying to milk dry.
"Fuck!"
He didn’t stop. Despite how tired he looked, he rapidly kept bouncing up and down on , and as his hot wet arse lifted and dropped on my dick; his soft buttocks smacked against my balls, and I felt my excitent finally reach its peak.
"Fuck Brys!" I then cried as I exploded inside of him with no restraints at all. Fucking him and having him rock his arse on isn’t the sa.
With him taking the lead, it was too much for .
"Storm!" He cried back excitedly, still bouncing hard on my spurting cock.
I gripped his warm arse cheeks tightly, filling him with my warm cum as he orgasd, mixing our cum as he fell on my cheeks, heaving.
If only n could get pregnant, I would have loved to see his stomach round with pregnancy...
Once more, I thought of a future with a slut I didn’t intend to kill. I just wanted to fuck him hard and toss him to the side after I’m through with him.
*****
I took him back to our room after the fucking session we had in the brothel. Just like my plans when I ca to the brothel, I got enough fuck, but it wasn’t with the sluts here, but with the sa slut that made wish to fuck other sluts.
Just like I did days ago, I watched him sleep, trying not to be srized by the softness of his face.
I bathed him the mont we returned and dressed him with my wrapper before I placed him back on the bed.
He was spent from the fucking session we had, and I allowed him to sleep. I lay next to him and closed my eyes, placing both hands behind my head, to cushion it.
With my focus on the ceiling, I tried to think of the quest that would take place a week from today. As the crown prince, I will only succeed my father after I venture into the forest.
I discreetly peered down at the sleeping beautiful Oga next to as I wondered what he would be up to when I left this place. Will he go to the other n when I’m gone? Will he forget all about when he sleeps with the others?
If only I can take him with . As an Oga, who doesn’t have the royal blood in his veins, the forest will reject him should he try to step in.
And there is no way I can keep him from leaving the room. Knowing how stubborn he is, he will likely jump out of the window and leave.
What the hell will I do to him to keep him from whoring his body out? I glared at the sleeping man, trying to think of what to do with him.
I would have loved to leave him with Ray, but I know I can’t trust my second in command. Even if he’s an Oga, there is no denying what he feels for my slut.
Brys stirred. He rubbed his hand on his eyes and sat up on the bed. His eyes went to before they lowered to his clothed chest.
"You are awake," I rose from the bed and folded my arms.
"Why did you bring here?" He stared down his body with his mouth upturned in a frown, looking like he was monts from punching . And boy, must I confess, his punches and kicks don’t feel like that of an Oga.
Had I not fucked him, I would have thought he was an Alpha with the build of an Oga.
"Where else do you wish to go to? Don’t tell you are eager to climb into other n’s beds?" I sneered at him, feeling a bit pissed at the thought that he might be eager to et other n.
He winced at my words, "why do you always call a slut?"
"Because you are one. You are a damned slut!"
"And you are a rapist, a sadist, and a killer!" He yelled, shocking to my bones.
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