The Lost Elf Warrior

Chapter Forty Nine

XAVIER

The red burnings of the amount of smacks I got today still puts a memory on the back of my mind. I should of never left her there, I may have been piss off with her, but I should have turned around and came back, and she almost got hurt earlier today. If anything would have happened Glassandra would blame it all on me.

I open up the wooden doors to my chambers and as I step in with a sigh and close the door behind, I look up feeling the room have an atmosphere that is all too familiar to me. Bianca sits on my bed in a revealing roap around her showing her tits out. A devilish smirk was written on her face, she twist her purple hair around her fingers.

"Bianca" I started; I pinch the bridge of my nose with frustration.

"Get out" I point to the door. Bianca scoff as she uncross her legs standing up and slowly making her way towards me.

"Why so, my prince" She asked stopping in front of me.

"Bianca what we had is wrong we had to stop. And following me to above the mountains was wrong of you; you need to move on" I said grabbing her arms firmly trying to get to understand me.

"It seems you have forgotten what we had, all the passion and the sex we had" She started to walk towards me as I walk back until my back was against the wall and Bianca had corned me too.

"It seems that little human had got into your head and took you away from me" Bianca's head when down and start to kiss and bite and even lick my skin, my finger nails dig into my wall that I'm close it would dig in.

"Come on Xavier, where is the prince I know, always fucking me" She grab a firm grip on my face, her eyes darken as she makes me look at her while she dig her long finger nails into my cheek, I bite my lip hard to not let it tremble over the abuse I feel.

Bianca hands wrapped around my neck as all I can do is let her, it makes me feel useless, I can't do anything but let this happened. Tears start to pour out my eyes feeling like no one can save me, no one can help me from my own self.

The abuse and manipulation from my own father still there in the memories I hold, and it as it repeats with Bianca and I.

"Oh, don't cry my prince" She wiped my tears that dare fall with her thumb as she keep her hand on my face.

"Let me make you feel better" She said, her other hand start to push me back onto my chambers bed. I stumbled back, helpless to do anything call for help.

Bianca got on top of me as I lay below her who which she start to kiss everywhere on my body. I stare up at my ceiling feeling like a helpless innocent boy in a world by myself. Bianca then pulled down my dress pants and breeches making my cock spring out. It stand high and hard but not hard for Bianca for another someone on the back of my mind.

She gasp with a smile on her face as she started to pump me up with her hands using her mouth at the same time, I shut my eyes trying to see this just a bad dream to wake up from. But as I reopen my eyes she was still here, and this was happening.

"No, Bianca stop!" I said a bit too loud but it's like she did not hear me. It's as my words to her where nothing but an echo.

I did not see her take off the roap, but her body hoover on top of me gave me shivers of touching her. I try to push her off, but it is like something was holding me down some kind of power force. Bianca slide down on me as fast as she could, I hiss out loud as I arch my back up. The covers on my bed sheets I grab hard that it might off ripped.

"Oh, my prince" Bianca moaned out in my ear. All I could think about is wanting to kill Bianca right here and there but as I look where my sword lays on the table there was no chance to grab it from that far.

Bianca started to bounce up and down in a fast pace. I hiss each time as I groan at this feeling wanting it over. I don't want her anymore it is in the past, and she can't let go.

"Clarity" I moaned the person I think and see in my mind. Her hair flying about the moments when I see her happy without her being mad at me. I do hate her, but I can't forget about her.

"What did you say!" Bianca hiss out grabbing my throat squeezing it that could make me choke, but it didn't. I smirk up at Bianca knowing her jealousy over Clarity.

"I. Said. Clarity" I said slowly as I whisper up to her lips. Her face turn bright red. I through she was going to scream but I turn my head hearing someone stumbled.

There she stand Clarity her cheeks going red in embarrassment. So, innocent I wish to comfort her.

"I'm sorry. I knocked" She explain so innocent and sweet. I let a smile run up to my lips at seeing her, but my tears still spill out.

"What do you want? Can't you see we are busy!" Bianca snapped at her.

"I, uhm-" She said looking down where she holds my cloak in her arms.

"Was returning your cloak from last night" She said so sweetly.

She place it down on a chair looking down to not look up at what is happening.

"I'm going to go" She started to stumble out of the room face fall of red.

Fuck! She just seen this and might tell someone.

"Clarity!" I push Bianca with all my strength I had as I quickly pall my dress pants along with my breeches back up not bother to put a shirt on showing my shadow veins up my abs to stop at my lower stomach. I follow where Clarity left.

She turn her head as I called out her name over and over. My footsteps walk more like run as fast down the hall to her.

"Clarity! Clarity, wait!" She turn her head seeing me follow her, she stumble to run but manage to catch herself. She ran fast until she run into a room and shut it leaving me standing outside.

What have I done. And in the middle of a war happening. I can't stop thinking about her and yet I hate her. But I need her to understand. To understand what is going through with me.

I am the hell to everything I touch, breathe, and speak.