A Face that launched a thousand ships

Spain and Philippines lemon Part 12

  part 12

"That's it, I am looking for her." His impatience got the better of him. He walked towards the huge doors leading outside the room. He left the event without anyone noticing neither his nor her absence.


"No, please, Antonio, don't do this!" she pleaded, tears running down her tan cheeks. He pinned her to the wall gripping her wrists tightly, "I tried telling you nicely, but you would not cooperate." He licked the tears on her cheeks, "I will show you what I am made of." He unzipped her gown behind and pulled it down. It was only during that time that she had noticed that her undergarments were also missing. Antonio kissed her on the lips and forced his tongue in making the girl cry even more. He went down to her neck and sucked on one of her pulse points, she shrieked at the sudden action. His hands played with her down there, making her wet.

He only needed one of his hands to restrain her and pin her on the wall. He sucked her breasts and played with her. He then pulled her violently and threw her on the bed. She screamed in pain; Antonio ignored this and started pinning her down again. The brunet removed everything she had on. He held her legs apart and started pleasuring her in between the legs. As she craned her neck up, she saw him moving his head up and down. Tears began pouring down even more. All of a sudden, a slippery hot tongue was inserted in her. Her hips buckled; his tongue tasted every part of her. The man licked her love juices, "You taste so sweet." He teased.

Before she could even reply, a big hard thing was shoved inside her. She screamed in pain, he paid no attention once again. His shaft was being squeezed, she was too tight. He pulled back his hips and shoved it back in hardly. As he got used to her and she had already loosened up a little, he started going faster, and faster, and faster. Antonio savoured every lustful, joyous moment he had inside her.

"Arthur..." she whispered weakly as she bounced up and down the bed.


"Damn, where are you, love?" He walked down every corridor in a hurry. After walking for quite a long time, he spotted a familiar blonde man with an albino standing outside a very nostalgic door. He approached the two, "Oi! Bloody frog and albino!" he called out. The blonde and the albino looked towards the man's direction. Arthur ran towards them, "Have you seen Maria?" he asked. Francis and Gilbert looked at each other, "Nope." Gilbert answered.

That was when Arthur had heard a familiar scream—it was Maria's. "Who is behind that door?" he asked in a serious tone. "None of your business, mon cher." Francis answered. "I just heard Maria scream. I know I cannot be wrong with what I heard. Let me in." He commanded authoritatively. Francis blocked the door along with Gilbert, "A no is a no."

Arthur's thick brows crossed, "I guess I have to help myself in then."


Her back was turned away from him. She was on all fours. Her body moved to and fro as the man harshly moved in and out of her. His big hands were on her hips holding her tightly. Maria's hands gripped the bed's covers trying to ground her body. Her upper body felt sore and fell down to the bed. Her cheeks and chests rubbed roughly on the bed.

The once fixed and straightened out bed covers was now in a huge mess. Antonio cupped her breasts and pulled her up towards him. His legs spread over the bed as she moved up and down his shaft. She kept crying in pain for she could not believe that she was being raped. Antonio kissed her back and started sucking one of her breasts. A few seconds later, there was a ruckus outside which both Antonio and Maria was able to hear. The door flew open with Arthur screaming "Maria" and Francis and Gilbert holding him off.

The blonde's eyes widened as he saw what the brunet was doing to his wife—to his beloved Maria. Every part of him felt anger, hate, despise, and most of all, revenge. He struggled even harder to get away from the men's grip. Antonio moved faster and rougher with an evil smirk on his face. Maria cried, "Arthur... help me..." she pleaded helplessly. Antonio pulled her face towards his and kissed her on the lips with his tongue inside her mouth. He broke off then licked her, "Do you like what you see?" he asked Arthur who was still struggling. "You bloody fucking bastard!" he shouted angrily.

Antonio gave one last hard push inside Maria and groaned as he released, "She will have my baby!" Maria screamed as she felt him get big and release a thick hot liquid inside her. "No! Maria!" Arthur shouted angrily. He released a lot which resulted to it overflowing. He removed his shaft from her leaving her lying on the bed with blank eyes that stared off into the blank ceiling. She was in a daze, but not the good kind. Tears continued to stream down her cheeks. Her legs were wide apart and Antonio's plentiful release overflowed from within her.

Arthur fell to his knees, "No... This can't be..." Antonio was beside the bed, putting on his clothes. "Francis, Gilbert, let's go." He walked past Arthur and exited the room with a triumphant smirk. Arthur turned around to look at the brunet with eyes full of despise. He stood up and rushed to the brunet with his hands in a fist. "You bloody bastard! How dare you do that to her!" He punched the man with all his might. Antonio fell down with a bleeding mouth. He smirked, "I tried convincing her nicely, but she chose you over me. So I showed her what I am made of; how much better I am in bed than you."

Francis and Gilbert helped him stand up, "Adios, till next time, Kirkland." He turned around and walked away with Francis and Gilbert. "Oh!" he remembered something; he turned around and licked his lips, "She was delicious." Arthur's hands curled into fists, "You'll pay for this, Carriedo."

He went back to the room and approached the still girl. "I am so sorry, love. I came too late." He apologized as he held her hand tightly. Tears began running down his cheeks, "I will make him pay for this. I promise." He stood up and clothed the girl then carried her down to where their carriage was.


"Maria..." he knocked as he called out from outside the door, "do you not want to come outside?" He opened the door and poked his head in, "It's a beautiful day to go out." He smiled worriedly. Arthur entered the room and closed the door behind him. He approached the bed and sat by its side. "Love, won't you come out?" he ran his hand down her soft black hair.

She sat in a daze leaning back on the bed's headboard. Her longs black hair behind her, her eyes still in a blank state. She had a cold emotionless expression which no one has ever seen. Arthur became even more worried. It has already been a week since she last came out of the room, and that was the day of the party Antonio Carriedo held.


Arthur's face cringed as he remembered what had happened on that cursed day. "Don't worry, I promised you, right? I will avenge you, love." He assured her, giving her a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

Maria wrapped her arms around the man's body, her head resting on his chest. "I love you, Arthur." She whispered.