Woven Fates - The War

Baron

As he came close to Queen Allira’s home, young Baron noticed his horse become more hesitant. As the house came into view the horse whinnied and shied away. Baron leant down across the horse’s neck to comfort it, but it would not calm.

Baron felt the goose bumps raise his skin and looked around. His horse never reacted like this. He slid down off his mount and tied it to a nearby tree. It kicked the ground impatiently and moved as far away from the house as it reins would allow.

He knew he couldn’t back out, she was expecting him. Arion had made that quite clear. He took the small bottle from his saddle bag and placed it in the pocket of his cloak. The idea that he had been sent here at the pleasure of the queen did not sit well with him. Sure, she was beautiful and intoxicating and he had often wondered what it would be like to touch her but this just felt… planned.

“Baron?” His queens voice sang to him through the still night air. “Come to me Baron.”

He suddenly felt powerless to resist. The moon above was full and bright and as he walked towards the small cottage its light seemed to illuminate the way.

He reached the gate that led to her home and pushed it open. He stopped for a moment but found he had lost all control over his body. He had to keep moving forward.

Movement in the long grass caught his eye and he turned to find her, his queen, naked. Her long pale hair covered much of her body but not enough to stop his traitorous body reacting to what he saw.

“Come to me Baron.” She smiled seductively, reaching out towards him.

His body moved as if separate to his mind. He silently cursed the weakness of the need that had overtaken him. He felt like a boy, sent to do a mans job.

“Arion sent this.” He stammered, holding out the bottle. Allira stepped forward, taking the bottle from Baron. She took the lid off it and tipped it into the long grass.

“Arion does not command me.” Allira purred as she pushed her hair back over her shoulder.

Barons’ breath caught in his throat as he looked at her. He had never seen a naked woman before and never one so beautiful.

“Do you know what to do?” Allira asked.

“I, I uhh.” Baron shook his head, suddenly feeling humiliated.

“Touch me.” Allira breathed.

Baron reached out a trembling hand, gently tracing her breast. Aliira bit down on her bottom lip as she sighed.

She moved forward, removing his cloak and letting it drop to the ground. She looked at him as she ran her hands over his chest, tracing her way to the buttons on his shirt.

Baron felt dizzy, struggling to stand as she unbuttoned his shirt. He shrugged his way out of it and let it drop to the ground. His heart raced and his palms began to sweat. Allira leaned in and gently brushed her lips over his.

Barons’ erection throbbed painfully as she slid her hands down to the fastenings on his pants, loosening them and pushing them down. He kicked of his boots and let the pants fall.

They both stood naked in the moonlight watching each other.

“I’m sorry, I uhh.” Baron began nervously.

“You are a virgin?” Allira finished for him.

Baron nodded.

“It’s why I chose you.” Allira whispered as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s really very easy.” She whispered in his ear.

Baron closed his eyes as her lips brushed his again. He kissed her and she moaned softly.

Allira deepened the kiss as Baron began to respond with more confidence.

“That’s it”, she breathed as he slid his hands down her back, cupping her ass. She stepped back, dropping to her knees and then laying back in the grass. She held her hand out to him and he went to her.

He had no idea what had come over him, but he suddenly wanted to taste every inch of her. He started at the tops of her feet, making his way up her legs. Allira moaned in pleasure as he made his way up her thighs.

“Come to me Baron.” She whispered as he moved in between her legs, licking and nipping at her breasts, teasing her n*****s as they hardened under his tongue. “Take me.” She begged.

He did, sliding into her effortlessly. In the moment, that action he became hopelessly and helplessly hers.

Allira groaned as Baron rocked his hips, entering her over and over. S he clawed at his back, but he ignored the pain, unable to stop control his carnal urges. He had ceased to be Baron, the scared child. He felt powerful, like he was leaching energy from her. His mind cleared of everything but her, his beautiful queen.

He felt a need to control her and to worship her all at once. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head towards him as he pressed his lips against hers. She hungrily met his lips, still clinging to him. She pushed up, rolling Baron onto his back as she followed. She wanted the control, she needed to be in control.

She straddled him, feeling him fill her. Her moaning had become louder, and Baron gave himself over to the sensation. He matched her moans, hearing them without fully comprehending that they were escaping his lips. The sounds were foreign to him, but he couldn’t control them.

She placed her hands on his chest, speeding up her thrusts as she cried out.

“Baron!” She screamed as she thrust hard, falling over his body. He felt it, his seed spreading into her as he wrapped his arms around her and held her.

“I knew you were the right choice.” She whispered breathlessly as she laid her head on his chest.

“I am yours now, at your bidding.” Baron breathed as he fell into a deep sleep.