The Dark Witch And Her Knights

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"Please, please wake up my love. You are the only one who can save us all from this world." Gavrial's head lay against my stomach as I hear him whispering in a hoarse voice. The moon was still high above but I knew morning would not be far off. The rain had slowed and any clouds that had brewed had begun to dissipate.

Gavrial's weight didn't seem to bother me. The cold dark ground didn't bother me. My clothes soaked through with rain didn't bother me. The tang of blood on my tongue didn't bother me, strangely the taste was rather enjoyable. Something, somewhere, deep inside I knew I was no longer the same and that's what should be bothering me. In front of my face, my hand turned over back a forth. I had not told it to move, but here I was staring at the rather unusually pale complexion placidly.

I knew I had passed out but it was hard to keep my mind from thinking I had died and awoken as something else. My hand went down and began caressing Gavrial's long dark tendrils of wet hair. His weeping had stopped and his breath caught. Slowly he turned to me silver eyes rimmed in deep red as if he too had believed I had died. For only a moment did our eyes connect.

Instantaneously he went for the top of my blouse and pulled back the material to reveal the mark of the curse gone as if it had never been there. Then he was on me. Lips rough and passionately fell upon mine. My fingers dug deeper into his locks trying to pull him closer to me. As we enjoyed and savored the feel of each other's lips I noticed a small warmth growing in my belly. I could hardly feel anything but I could feel the sheer need, desire rising.

And so I chased that feeling as if it were the only thing left I could connect to within the universe.

Not strong enough to push him off, he understood what I was trying to do. He gripped the underside of my thighs as he rolled over pulling me on top of him. Our lips never parted or slowed their actions. I began tearing at his shirt trying to touch his hidden flesh. Teeth sunk into my bottom lip drawing out a moan from me. His hands found their way beneath my heavy skirts to caress my plump curves.

Gasping for breath I pulled my lips from his and found new territory to cover with them. From his chest to his neck, and when I reached his ear the deepening of his breath was hard to miss. The clenching of his hands and rougher frantic grasping. He explored as well.

The string sadly holding my blouse together was captured by his teeth and he tugged until it had completely unwoven, freeing the fabric, and revealing my full breast. He heaved on the roots of my hair pulling my head back and pointing my face directly up to the moon. His mouth captured my nipples sucking and teasing them into hardened peaks. My moans carried up into the night sky probably arousing or scaring any nightlife lurking around the meadow.

A tug, then the ripping of my undergarments had me panting in shock and excitement. I clumsily tangled my fingers in the string of his trousers trying to frantically free his manhood. The sight of me struggling caused him to laugh but he offered no help and took pleasure in my desperation to have him. The entrance to my core wept as he slid a finger up inside trying to further disrupt my efforts to have him, to feel him. Stroking and driving into me, he wrenched out my moans and needy whines.

I started to yank at the drawstring until finally giving up. "Liberum nodum," I whispered into the bow of his neck where my head had started to hang. The cord holding the fabric secure grew soft and easily slipped apart. I yanked at his britches and grabbed a hold of his erect member difficultly trying to wrap my fingers around his size. I pumped his shaft matching his pace within me. He withdrew leaving me mulling for more. Halting my strokes he moved his hand over mine and guided his member to my entrance. We both let go as he gripped onto my hips and roughly shoved me down forcing me to impale myself. My skin tore unable to accommodate his rapid sheathing but I wouldn't deny it brought me pure pleasure.

We moaned in unison finally being joined as one. I couldn't stop myself from staring down at his face full of pleasure and disbelief as he stared up at mine watching for my reactions. Neither of us yet dared to move. I was trying to get used to his girth. While the look on his face said he was trying to figure out why we had waited so long. How could this feel so good?

Cheeks slick with rain warmed from his touch. I turned my head letting my lips kiss his palm and wrist noting the shock of electricity there. I found the cut on his arm slowly letting blood fall mix with rain. I licked up the cut and blood devouring every drop before kissing the end. "Sigillum," I whispered healing his wound.

The skin knitted back together and healed as I kissed and drank his essence. Watching my every move his grip on my hips forced me to rock forward. Our eyes remained locked, never looking from the other. With my knees sinking into the softening soil below, I used my thigh muscles to lift my hips as his grip slammed me back down while he thrust up. With each plunge, I could feel myself coiling tighter around him.

I made him release my hip only to guide his hand to my throat showing him exactly where to press to obstruct my airway. With a look of surprise, he hesitated for a moment before a spark of mischief twinkled in his eyes. He did exactly what I wanted and more. I gripped the lapels of his shirt as he rolled me on my back continuing to choke me. He threw one of my stocking-covered legs over his shoulder finding a new depth to my core. As if he knew exactly what I wanted he began to roughly pound into me without breaking the flawless stride we had created. His head fell to my shoulder as he fell completely victim to the ecstasy between my legs.

His pace slowed into one of passionate lovemaking. I could feel so much more of him and not just his cock. It was almost as if my soul felt his. His hand fell from my throat only to caress my face. "Gavrial," I whispered in his ear having the perfect moment to.

His movement stopped and his head rose to link our eyes. "Say my name again." Rogue and deep came his voice. The sound was so arousing to my ears I trembled and he thrust only once.

"Gavrial."

With it breathlessly stolen from my lips, the lovemaking resumed. He took liberties with my body I had only fantasized about briefly before shooing it from my mind never really believing I would capture his heart. I gave him exactly what he wanted and continued to moan his name over and over again in his ear. The way it turned him on had me melting below him, squirming in delight.

He found an amazing grip on my ass and hoisted me off the ground onto his lap using his hold to bounce me up and down on his rock-like tower. With every new position, I thought his size grew. The first time he pushed me down fully seating me, I thought I would cum. As if he saw the look on my face he repeated that very action. My legs found knew grips around his waist wrapping around him as he worked his magic on me. My walls tightened and I felt his member throb. We both came undone staring into the eyes of the other. I screamed his name while he grunted his pleasure filling me with his release.

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Liberum nodum --- Free Knot

Sigillum --- Seal