Little Red's Riding

The Sweetest Fae

The King sank his entire length into her sweet Fae cunt in one thrust, his eyes on her face the entire time. He knew that she had figured out who he was the last time she was here and yet she had still come back to him. Logically it didn't make sense. He'd sent a couple of his men out to look into her family and he knew now that she didn't just have a little Fae blood like Lady Calla. 

She was Fae. 

He should have her and her entire family executed. Her existence wasn't to be tolerated in his kingdom.

And yet when she walked through the door of his bedroom that wasn't his first thought at all. Etan had wanted her the moment that he saw her and he still wanted her. She smelled of the flowers she sold and of sunlight and raindrops and this time he wasn't going to hold back. Maybe tomorrow he wouldn't feel merciful. Maybe he wouldn't ask her to come back.

In the morning perhaps he would send his men to her home. He knew where it was now. Then again maybe he wouldn't. By the Gods she felt so good wrapped around him, warm and tight like a sheath. He drew himself nearly all the way out and thrust back in again, his fingers digging into her hips.

Her full pink lips were parted, her blue eyes focused on his face as she panted beneath him, her gaze steady all the while. Fuck, why wasn't she afraid of him. She should be afraid. Everyone else was. She should cower beneath him.

He picked up his pace, fucking her harder. She was so wet for him. When she'd walked into the room she'd already been soaking for him, in anticipation of his touch. And he knew, somehow, without a doubt, that it was true that no other man had ever touched her, which left him half drunk with lust. What was it that she was doing to him? Was this some sort of Fae magic that he'd never encountered before.

Leaning forward he pushed one of her long, slender legs up over his shoulder, pushing himself even further into her, as he leaned forward over her, so that the head of his cock was bumping against her cervix. Fuck, he knew no one else would ever fill her this full.

He reached forward then, rubbing his thumb in circles around her swollen pink clit and for the first time she looked away from him, throwing back her head as she moaned in pleasure. The sound was one of the sexiest things that he'd ever heard and it took all of his self control not to cum inside of her then and there.

Dipping his head he brushed his mouth lightly over one of her dusty pink nipples. It was hardened into a perfect peak and he sucked it into his mouth as he continued to rub her with his thumb, bringing her just to the edge of ecstasy. He could feel her core around him and all at once he let her leg slip down, reaching around with both hands to grab her ass cheeks, spreading them wide as he thrust hard and fast into her with his huge cock, as she began to cry out in pleasure.

Etan bit down hard on her nipple as her tight pussy spasmed around him and she cried out at the strange, intoxicating mixture of pleasure and pain that broke over her body, extending the orgasm, her back arching as he let himself go. He drove himself deep inside of her, thrusting against her soft mound as he emptied his load into the hot wetness between her legs.

Morrow shivered beneath him, breathing hard as her hand came up to touch her right breast, where a small trickle of blood was now leaking down onto the white silk sheets. She quickly wiped at the blood but Etan grabbed her wrist and pulled it back, dabbing at the sparkling green trail and holding it up on his thumb to the light before licking his finger clean. He rolled off of her and sat beside her, staring at her as if he were waiting for her reaction.

"I already knew," he said in a calm voice as she lay her head back on the pillow and stared up at the ceiling, no doubt questioning a number of choices that she had made over the course of the previous three days.