Taming the dragon - A slave to the prince

23.

The next morning I wake up from a knock on the door. I try to wake Tristan up as the knocking becomes more compelling and impatient. Slowly he finally opens his eyes. And with an irritated growl he gets up, quickly puts on his pants and just when he wants to grasp the handle, the person on the other side pushes the door open with full force. With open eyes I follow the beautiful woman who burst into the room.

'I didn't raise you to keep a woman waiting did I? What took you so long?'

'Sorry mother, we went to sleep rather late last night.' Grin. Mother?! The queen! Despite her age, her looks live up to all the rumours .She turns to me with a loud sigh. Her expression seems soft but strict at the same time. I try to comprehend everything and she stops right in front of the bed. I shoot straight up, put of the bed and sit on my knees on the ground with my head bowed.

'My queen.' I state humble.

'Oh dear child, put on clothes or you will get sick.' I forgot I went to bed naked! Oh gods the humiliation. I hear Tristan chuckle and I give him a quick angry look. 'Since my son is hiding you, I wanted to see with my own eyes which woman will give birth to my grandchildren.'

'Mother!' Yells Tristan.

'Grandchildren?' I yelp at the same time and look at her. I grab a blanket from the bed and wrap it around my naked body as I stand up. 

'M-my queen? I-I don't-' My gaze shoots from Tristan to the queen back to Tristan... But now that I look into her eyes I see a look that I know too well. Disgust. She looks at me like all other masters, how the masters look at a slave. 'I'm not trying to force a pregnancy if that's what you're thinking... my queen.' 

'You're not trying or you just can't?' She asks cold

'Mother!' I see Tristan coming to me with his fists balled. He now stands beside me. With a stare so intense that I fear the queen could catch fire any moment he looks at her. Finally she backs off and turns around. She starts to leave when she turns around. When the door is finally closed Tristan keeps startingat it with tense jaws and balled fists. I take both of his shoulders and turn them to face me. I cup his face and starts caressing his cheeks. He seems to relax and closes his eyes. Without thinking about it I lean towards him and kiss him. Our lips are hardly touching but I feel the sparks running through my veins. 

He doesn't respond but looks at me intensely. I hold his neck and again I kiss him a little harder. This time he opens his mouth and brushes my lips with his tongue. He lets the blanket slide off me so that i'm completely naked and I shiver. My tongue finds his and the kiss gets more compelling, more intense, wetter, faster... while he keeps kissing me he takes off his pants and immediately his member pops out. His hands are all over my body and with every movement his hands or lips make I feel his d**k pulsing against my stomach.

He turns me around and slowly he bends me over. He takes my knees and lifts them on the bed, I yelp due to the sudden movement but I feel my labia slightly opened by the position I'm in. I'm already dripping.

He starts kissing my shoulders, my back down to my butt. He spreads the cheeks and starts licking me there while sliding his fingers up and down my slit. 

'You always get so wet from the slightest touch. Are you sure you weren't a lover?' He asks while he keeps licking my hole and sliding his fingers up and down, slightly pressing my c******s every time he passes it.

'Mmmm Aaah, yes I'm s-sure.' 'I don't know what you do to me, you're the only one that has this effect on my body.' 'Oooh, like I can't control it.' I keep moaning and I move my body to the movement of his fingers. I'm getting impatient.

His lips go back up again and he traces kissing on my back, still playing around with his fingers but I also feel something else, something soft, I assume the tip of his d**k. 'I know how you feel. Ever since we met I feel things. I want to do things to you, with you... I don't know if I can't hold myself much longer.' He almost whispers with a hoarse voice.

I turn my head to look back 'Then don't hold bac-' 'Aaaaaah' I feel his tip slowly entering me and stretching me. It hurts but as soon as he starts pressing my pink button again I feel myself relaxing. I want more.

'You asked for it.' He groans 'Oh f**k Rana, you are so wet, so tight, it's almost like I'm holding my d**k with my hand.' He slides deeper in and starts rubbing my button harder and faster. 'Mmmmhh' I moan. He pulls back and goes back in again, out and in again, every time he pushes deeper and a little harder. I keep moaning and calling his name. I can't contain myself and I feel the tension building up in my stomach. I'm getting close. 'Oooh Tristan, I'm going to c*m!' 'Ooh Tri-Tri-ooh yes!' He moves faster and faster, I feel my legs are starting to tremble and the inside of my p***y starting to clench and pulse around his shaft. He moans and groans and now takes my hips with both hands and starts pushing and pulling me against him. 

'I can't hold it anymore.' 'Yes' 'yes' 'y-aaaaaaaaahh' I yell out and I feel him holding my hips tightly as he releases himself inside me. 

I let my body drop exhausted. I feel both mine and his juice flow out of me. It's only when he pulls himself back that I start to feel the burning pain. I hear him breathing heavy and I press my legs tightly together hoping it wil ease the pain. But even then, I can't stop smiling. 

'Are you ok?' He asks and comes to sit on the edge of the bed, stroking my back.

I shiver at his touch. 'Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that you are so... well you know and I was kinda.... well you know.'

He forms an O with his mouth and looks down. 'Didn't you like it?' He pulls back his hand and starts to fidget with his fingers.

My smile grows wider just thinking about it. 'I thought that was obvious. I did like it... a lot.' I ignore the pain as much as I can and sit next to him. I place my finger under his chin and turn his head so I can look into his beautiful eyes again. 'You're just a big man and I... well I haven't been touched in a really long time so it did hurt but it was amazing at the same time.' A smile forms around his lips and he pulls me in a close embrace. 

'Let's take a bath, I want you to meet someone and we can't meet him smelling like sweat and sex.' He smirks. After meeting his mother, who I'm sure doesn't like me, I guess it's only normal that I meet his father too. I sigh and nod.