The Storm Inside Him

Chapter 7: Mountain Men

Anthony’s POV:

The euphoria I had experienced today came to a sobering end when Rameal approached with a group of my most trusted soldiers. We’d been having issues in Pathos, a kingdom we recently conquered. There were people who lived in the mountains that wreaked havoc on the towns and villages, pillaging and burning as they went. I sent a company of soldiers to eradicate these mountain men and I wondered if the urgent matter was due to the turmoil we were facing there.

“Rameal, what the f*ck is happening?” I demanded to know as we walked in hast towards the palace.

“The mountain men, your highness, have defeated a company of soldiers and sent a letter written in their blood. The letter bore gifts of our soldiers’ heads,” he replied. My blood boiled and the storm inside me raged with fury. I didn’t anticipate my soldiers facing opposition and I rarely make mistakes that cost the lives of my men. The weight I felt fueled my anger as I gathered with my commanders and heads of state.

“Have a battalion of soldiers ready to ride at daybreak to the mountains of Pathos. I will leave at once with my squad of men and kill these mountain men. They will pay for our losses with their lives, but not before we make an example out of them, so others know what happens when you try to challenge my lordship over these lands.” My fist hit the table hard as my voice echoed in the hall. Anger brewed inside me and I didn’t trust myself to be around my delicate wife, but the thought of not seeing her before I left was excruciating. Her safety was more important than my desires, so I wrote a letter quickly, closed it with my seal, and had it delivered to our chambers.

I saddled Xanthos as my squad readied their horses for the journey ahead. Rameal and my men always accompanied me into battle. They knew me better than anyone and had seen me unleash my supernatural force as we killed with brutality and claimed the lands of our enemies. I had underestimated the mountain men of Pathos, and they would pay for this mistake.

We rode in hast to the mountain's edge. The storm continued to build like an unrelenting force inside me and my fury was so fierce it began to alter the weather above our heads. We rode as the weather morphed and became unstable the closer we came to the mountain. Dark clouds formed out of nowhere surrounding the mountaintops and the winds howled forcefully through the trees. Rain began to fall in thick heavy drops as thunder clashed and lightning filled the sky.

We reached the mountain passage and the weather was so volatile it would have caused panic for any other group of soldiers, but not my men. They had experienced the fierce storm transcend upon our enemies many times before and fear did not fill their eyes, just vengeance. I closed my eyes as I pictured the mountain in my mind and scanned its caves for signs of humanity. Deep within was a fortress built to contain the mountain men. I entered into their dreams, causing complete turmoil as they awoke in panic and desperation. I filled their minds with chaos and hallucinations, so they would flee from their fortress trying to escape the violent storm.

When the mountain men were frantic and at their weakest point, my squad and I rode towards their fortress ready to destroy them and make their nightmares a reality. We broke through their defenses and brutally killed everyone we passed. My anger caused lightning to strike and kill these rebels who tried to oppose us as we slashed and struck these men with a force they couldn’t comprehend or imagine. Without much opposition, we defeated and killed them all except for their leader, who was taken captive and badly injured. Rameal had him by his hair bruised and bloodied from the beating he had just received.

He knelt by my feet in complete horror in the presence of my supernatural abilities. He screamed and begged for mercy that he never bestowed as I cut and maimed him, slowly experiencing my vengeance with every piece of him I took to send to his allies with a letter written in his blood. When he was at the brink of death, my anger and rage fueled a bolt of lightning to relieve his sufferings.

Once the mission was complete and my dominion was secure, we rode back to the mountain's edge to meet the battalion. I instructed my soldiers to go into the mountains and see what happens to those who oppose us. Then commanded they pillage their fortress and burn it to the ground. I sent letters written in their leader’s blood with tokens of his dismembered body to all his allies as a stern warning of what happens when my lordship is challenged.

I wanted my soldiers to see the brutality my squad left behind. I wanted them to talk throughout the land about what happens when someone opposes our kingdom. They went into the mountain fortress and took any resources they could find before lighting fire to its defenses. My squad took the severed heads of this rebel force and displayed them by the mountain's edge as a visual reminder to our enemies.

I spent the rest of the day planning how to protect Pathos and claim complete lordship over these lands with my most trusted commanders and advisors. My soldiers drank and celebrated our victory as they encamped at the foot of the mountain. When it was nightfall, I retreated to my tent and washed for the night. I laid down on the soft bedding and closed my eyes in hopes Lenore would be sleeping.

I ached for her and desperately wanted to hold and comfort her. I wanted to feel her naked body under me as I listened to her cry out my name and push her orgasm to heights of pleasure she'd never experienced before. She gave herself to me and I wanted her to experience many new firsts of ecstasy and pleasure as I awakened her sexually.

I found her deep in sleep but distressed. I could sense her exhaustion and fear for my safety. Her dreams longed for my closeness and as I was about to comfort her, I felt her fear take another form. As she dreamed, I sensed a fear of abandonment as well. Why would she be afraid I would leave her? Did she truly not see how madly in love with her, I was? How could she not feel how her presence had altered me completely?

As she slept, memories of her childhood and the rejection she felt by those she loved most crushed her. Everyone she was supposed to love had rejected her or passed on and until our union, she spent her life utterly alone. The storm inside me grew as my desire to punish all those who hurt her festered in my mind.

But, my need to hold her fragile body and kiss away all the memories that haunted her consumed me. In her dream, I reached out and pulled her closer to me. Her mood began to change, and her thoughts became more erotic as her dreams were filled with my presence. I allowed her thoughts to lead as I answered her s*xual desires. I passionately kissed her while I took her off her clothes and touched her in all the places that caused her to moan in pleasure.

In her dreams, Lenore was no longer shy and modest, she was wild and erotic. Her hands were eager to touch me in sinister ways as she kissed down my chest, exploring me with her mouth. I laid back and allowed her to fantasize about taking me deep into her throat as she bobbed her head up and down my hard shaft. My c*ck was sloppy and wet as she continued to tease its tip with her tongue. Her s*x was throbbing and needing release, so I answered her desires by teasing and stroking her folds with my fingers.

Her climax built, and I moved my attention to her g spot pushing her completely over the edge. She cried out my name and begged me not to stop f*cking her, so I kept stroking her and told her how much I loved her. She fantasized about us making love throughout the night. We pleasured each other in sinister ways I never thought she would possibly have imagined. As the sun came up, I held her in her dreams, not wanting to leave her but knowing she needed to rest and wouldn't if I was present. I kissed her tenderly and gradually left her mind to sleep relaxed and fulfilled.

I got dressed for the day and called for my soldiers to ready my horse. My commanders could take it from here. I needed to get home to Lenore and make all her fantasies come true.

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