The prophecy of the elvish warrior

Don't hold back on me - smut

He growled settling between my thighs. The tip of his member stroking my core with divine movements. I clasped my hands to his shoulders feeling the many scars that covered his arms and back. His body was the one of a warrior. My warrior. And I longed for him with every nerve of my being. I wanted him to reign free over my body as always when he came back from a long time patrolling the borders or escorting high elves between the realms.

It was like my mind needed a reminder of his protection, his care, his love for me. "Take me, Haldir. Take me like you wish. I don't want you to hold back."

"I am not sure if I will be able to control myself if you keep saying such tempting words, bereth.*"

"Then don't, herven.*"

At my words he let himself sink into me. Stretching me with every inch of his cock. He was, like the rest of his body, on the bigger side of the spectrum. Not overly disproportionate, but definitely a lot to take. A short sting shot through my body, but his low, animalistic growl made me forget every pain and every dignity I had.

He began pounding into me mercilessly. One hand was steadying himself on the headboard the other one was gripping onto my hip so hard I was sure it would leave a mark. But I didn't mind. I wanted him to mark me, to let everyone know who I belonged to.

My hands wandered to his neck interlacing my fingers with his long silvern locks. The sweet burning in my core started to rise once again and I couldn't stop myself from pulling on his hair. Haldir let out a short hiss, before he withdrew my hand from his hair, pinning them above my head. "You are such a beautiful woman I call my wife." He murmured in my ear. "Please let me mark you. Let me show the world you are mine."

"Yes, herdir. Make me yours." Haldirs movement faltered at what I called him. It was a rare occasion for me to call him Master, but sometimes I did. A long time ago I discovered how he reacted to me addressing him with his title, or other powerholding names. I remembered vividly how the first time I did he completely stopped in his tracks believing he was hurting me and that I was scared of him. But once he understood what it meant for me he was hooked. And I learned that day, that my loving but stoic husband had a big thing for dominance and power exchange in the bedroom.

"Herdir?" he asked with a devilish grin on his lips. "You want to be my mûl? You want me to make you my slave?" I nodded. "Today I want to be ruined. Use me at your will." I pleaded, my breathing coming short and unregularly.

 Haldir let his lips sink on my neck starting to suck on my skin soothing it with his warm tongue. The mixture of the pleasure and pain he was giving me was driving me crazy. I was completely at his mercy. Arms pinned above my head, him pounding into me like a madman and leaving hot marks over my body.

The tension in my abdomen grew only more unbearable. "Please." I begged. "Let me cum. I can't..."

"Cum for me, meleth nin. Cum around my cock." He spurred me on. Not faltering in his thrusts. And I did. My back arched from the bed and I fought his hands restraining me. A hot shiver ran down my spine bringing me to clench around his cock. My lips were hanging open the faint impression of his name on them, my eyes flying shut.

Suddenly his hands let go of me and his body gone. I teared my eyes back open only fast enough for me to realize he was handling me roughly from the bed and outside of the balcony. It was easy for him to take and throw me around like that. It was always a shock for me and I was pretty sure I will never grow out of being shocked and turned on by it.

I asked Haldir once to show me how strong he was and I smiled at the memory of it. He was lifting me up with one hand and started running down a long pair of stairs at the end of the stairs he leaped me up in the air and launched me a cross a big lake. I remembered how I was flying several feet before I hit the water. Once I resurfaced he asked me if I was alright. And oh hell I was.

Outside on the balcony he set me down on a wooden chair turning the back of it to face the railing. Then he made me kneel infront of him entering me again with a harsh push. One hand kept my hips in place while the other toyed with my throat.

"Tell my, meleth. Do you want me to show the world what I do to you? Do you want them to hear your pleasure?" His voice was rough barely above a whisper. Taken aback by his absent embarrassment I shook my head.

"Then what do you thing would be the best solution?" He teased me putting his hand around my throat. "Don't you think it is a beautiful view?"

I couldn't help it but nod. He hummed in approval. "Good, because I want to share it with you." And with that he closed his finger around my throat leaving my breathless. His grip was strong and I was sure it would leave a red mark.

"Such a good girl." He murmured in my ear and started thrusting into me again. "Taking me so well."

He loosened his hand, allowing two breaths to fill my lunges before he shut it down again. Goose bumps started to spread all over my body and the fire in my body started to burn once again. I clenched around his cock eagerly wanting him to cum inside of me. His movements grew unregulated and I knew he was close, holding back to give me one more orgasm.

The hand on my hip wandered, finding my clit, massaging it with soft pressure. I tapped his hand signaling my need for air which he granted.

"Cum with me, bereth nin. I want to feel you cum around my cock while I fill you up."

Another shiver ran down my spine spurring him on to push me over the edge. His fingers moved faster, his thrusts became more rapid. Shaking uncontrollably I came, clamping down on his cock, a muffled cry on my lips.

"Bereth nin." He groaned. I felt him twitching inside of me, filling me with his seed. He rode out our orgasms before he took the hand of my throat. I gasped for air nearly collapsing to the floor if he hadn't caught me.

The edges of my sight became black and I gripped onto the strong arms of my husband. "Was it too much?" He asked worried he could have gone to far. But I shook my head. "It was wonderful." Coming back to my senses I felt his seed and my cum dripping out of my core. "But I need a bath and a meeting with the toilet."

He grinned at my unladylike statement. "Your wish is my command." He lifted me up and carried me back inside and into the bathroom.

*bereth = wife

*herven = husband