In the wee hours of the morning, the dimly lit cave was filled with the soft moans and low growls of desperate pleasure. The air thick with the scent of musk and roses with a hint of wine."No....no more..." Prince Ron whimpered, holding on to his beloved's broad shoulders as his hole was plowed, every jab well aimed at his prostate and soft tract. The rims of his pretty green eyes a seductive shade of red, his pretty pink cock gliding against his beloved's abs as his body quivered from the delicious shocks of sparking desire coursing through his veins.Zedekiel's relentless rhythm of thrusts continued even as Prince Ron begged. Although they had been at it throughout the night, his desire was still strong, his engorged shaft pounding into Prince Ron's tight hot chute and even tighter tract. He had filled Prince Ron’s channel with a significant amount of cum which mixed with Prince Ron’s clear fluids, dripping down on the floor with each thrust, forming a small puddle.He was standing
After hours of intense passion, Zedekiel and Prince Ron found solace in a warm pool outside the cave. Prince Ron swam slowly in the shallow area of the pool, sighing contentedly as the warm water soothed every ache and strain in his body. The edges of the pool were lined with smooth, flat white stones, which were surprisingly comfortable to the touch. He realised that the pool was similar to the one in their bathroom for he felt all his fatigue melt away in mere seconds. His skin was now clean and emitting a pleasant rosy scent.However, as he glanced down, he noticed that the hickeys and bite marks Zedekiel had left on him were still there. They were littered all over his skin, everywhere, even in the inner parts of his thighs. He pursed his lips and shot a glare in Zedekiel's direction.'What a brute' he thought. 'A big bully. Not knowing when to stop. You call me your love but you bullied me throughout the night, making me cry and call you husband.' He then scoffed. 'See if I'll le
The humans have been at war with Elves for thousands of years. The hatred they had for each other runs deep into the depths of their souls, buried right into their bone marrows, to the extent that no human could stand the sight of an Elf and if one is caught, the worst kinds of torture were implemented.Their favourite was cutting off the long pointy ears and nailing them to the walls of their borders. Some even competed on how many ears they’ve nailed.On the other hand, no Elf wanted to hear the word 'human'. In fact, if an Elf should mistakenly pronounce the word 'human', he is immediately executed and if a human is caught, he is turned into a slave and treated like a dog till he dies from exhaustion. The Elves weren't normally this brutal. In fact, they are naturally peaceful creatures and had proposed peace to the humans which was accepted but the human King breached the treaty. He lured the Elf King into his castle under the guise of a feast to celebrate six months of peace th
As they approached the throne room, the guards standing on either side of the large golden double doors pushed them open for the siblings and they they bowed. The siblings found their parents sitting on their thrones. They were the spitting image of their mother while the only thing they got from their dad was their eyes. A few other people Ron recognized were there. Like the Royal Advisor, Physician, members of the royal court and so many others.King Cain was dressed in a golden and maroon attire. He was holding the royal golden scepter which was passed down from generation to generation. He will also pass it down to Ron when it was time. His dark hair was streaked with silvery grey hair which was covered a bit by the golden crown on his head.One look at King Cain would tell anyone he wasn't to be messed with. He had a stoic expression and the hard look in his eyes commanded respect. Ron was most especially afraid of him. Queen Lilian was the epitome of elegance. She was dressed
Ron sneaked out of the castle through his secret route. It was a dark murky pathway underneath his grandfather’s bedroom which led to a cave at a riverside not far from town.His grandfather had showed it to him before he passed away. They used to go on so many escapades together. Witness festivals, celebrations, annual games and competitions and so much more. But after his grandfather died, his father became more strict on him which left barely any time for him to go out and have fun. He didn't like to be indoors all the time like some housewife. He preferred to go out, interact and see what the world was like. Reading from novels wasn't enough. This time, he took one of his grandfather's disguises. It was a black wig and crappy mustache. After he reached the cave, he took off his royal clothes, folded them neatly then stuffed them in a bag. He then put on the wig and mustache, coupled with a dirty brown robe. He looked like a beggar. Exactly what he was going for. As long as he mi
Ron entered two more taverns and even an inn but the information they had wasn't even close to Old Jack's. He was already tired so he decided to go back. Besides, someone might notice he was missing which will raise a lot of trouble for him.When he was halfway out of town, a group of goons appeared on the road. They were big and burly, all holding sharp looking daggers.The leader stepped forward, holding a sword which he pointed at Ron. "Hand over your money. Every bit of it and I'll think about you letting you leave this place alive"Fear crept into Ron's heart. He had never been in this kind of situation before. Worst of all, he didn't carry any weapon. He didn't think there would be any reason to.Sweat dropped the side of his face. He decided to use flattery and some sweet words to see if he could escape with everything he had intact. "Good, kind, handsome man, you look very reasonable. Can't we talk about this?"The goons snickered. It seemed like this guy didn't get the severi
Fear made Ron nearly fall to his knees. Nearly, for the silver haired man caught him before his body made contact with the floor.Ron fell into a warm gentle embrace. He raised his head, parting his long lashes to look at the man holding him. Cold violet eyes stared straight at the running man. Ron felt that there such a huge contrast between being in his arms and those beautiful eyes. "Don't chase him" he said, making those plum coloured orbs stare down at him. "He has never killed a person. I could tell, believe me. If he had, he wouldn't have hesitated so much to kill me. I doubt he would even hurt a fly after what he has witnessed today so please, don't go after him"The fear he initially felt disappeared without a trace. Something told him that the man would not hurt him. The man nodded. "You're injured" he said, eyes sweeping down to look at the bleeding wound on Ron's neck. His voice was deep, alluring and magnetic, tugging at Ron's heartstrings. Perfect. Just perfect!Ron wa
Queen Lilian pulled Ron and squished his face into her bosom. Ron struggled and struggled, trying not to get suffocated by the large mounds on her chest but her hold only went tighter and tighter so he gave up and went limp like a wet noodle. "My baby is going so far away" she sobbed, completely shattering her elegance in the face of her family. Ron knew exactly where he got his personality from.His mother might be cool, calm and collected in front of outsiders but with her family, she was just an ordinary person. She behaved exactly the way she wanted to behave. Ron's only problem was that he couldn't act like that. To him, it was like splitting his personality. He'd rather just be himself.King Cain and Princess Rose stood at the side, watching the mother and son. "Mum come on, I'll be back in at least a week or two. You've seen me every single day since I was born. Don't you think you should take a break? Besides, I'm an adult now so stop treating me like a child" Ron complaine
After hours of intense passion, Zedekiel and Prince Ron found solace in a warm pool outside the cave. Prince Ron swam slowly in the shallow area of the pool, sighing contentedly as the warm water soothed every ache and strain in his body. The edges of the pool were lined with smooth, flat white stones, which were surprisingly comfortable to the touch. He realised that the pool was similar to the one in their bathroom for he felt all his fatigue melt away in mere seconds. His skin was now clean and emitting a pleasant rosy scent.However, as he glanced down, he noticed that the hickeys and bite marks Zedekiel had left on him were still there. They were littered all over his skin, everywhere, even in the inner parts of his thighs. He pursed his lips and shot a glare in Zedekiel's direction.'What a brute' he thought. 'A big bully. Not knowing when to stop. You call me your love but you bullied me throughout the night, making me cry and call you husband.' He then scoffed. 'See if I'll le
In the wee hours of the morning, the dimly lit cave was filled with the soft moans and low growls of desperate pleasure. The air thick with the scent of musk and roses with a hint of wine."No....no more..." Prince Ron whimpered, holding on to his beloved's broad shoulders as his hole was plowed, every jab well aimed at his prostate and soft tract. The rims of his pretty green eyes a seductive shade of red, his pretty pink cock gliding against his beloved's abs as his body quivered from the delicious shocks of sparking desire coursing through his veins.Zedekiel's relentless rhythm of thrusts continued even as Prince Ron begged. Although they had been at it throughout the night, his desire was still strong, his engorged shaft pounding into Prince Ron's tight hot chute and even tighter tract. He had filled Prince Ron’s channel with a significant amount of cum which mixed with Prince Ron’s clear fluids, dripping down on the floor with each thrust, forming a small puddle.He was standing
Zedekiel smirked and continued downward, pressing light, fluttering kisses along his neck, pausing to nibble at the delicate skin, his touch making Prince Ron arch slightly into him. He continued to nibble and suck while his hands roamed all over Prince Ron's body, his fingers brushing over his flushed skin, squeezing and gently kneading the very soft parts. Like his thighs and ass.'This feels so good.' Prince Ron thought, whimpering when he felt Zedekiel’s fingers tweak his hardened nipples. 'I can't believe we're doing this...'Zedekiel heard this and pinched his nipples hard, eliciting a loud hiss from him. Maybe that would make him believe it. His mouth soon found its way to Prince Ron’s collarbone, where he lavished with a mixture of kisses and soft bites while he tweaked and tugged at the hardened nubs on his chest. The contrast sent sparks of pleasure through Prince Ron’s entire being.His lips then traveled lower, following the contours of Prince Ron’s chest, kissing every in
Now that his hands were free, Prince Ron wrapped them around Zedekiel’s neck and crashed their lips together, kissing him like his life depended on it. Their lower bodies were tightly connected, moving in a fast, synchronized rhythm that had them both shaking.In that moment, the full moon shone brightly through the opening in the cave ceiling, its silvery rays cascading down upon their entwined forms. Around them, vines slowly slithered into the chamber, their green tendrils weaving a large protective cocoon around the bed. Delicate beautiful and fragrant flowers blossomed along the vines, their petals unfurling in vibrant colors.Zedekiel’s thrusts became faster, his movements more intense as the air thickened with magic. The moonlight grew brighter, its beams focusing on the couple as they neared their peak.Prince Ron let out a high pitched wail when Zedekiel pressed his waist down, driving that bulging penis deeper into his tract. Zedekiel pounded the very air out of his lungs an
Prince Ron was completely dumbfounded. So his beloved still kept that in mind. And now he wanted a reason? The fingers inside him suddenly went deeper, rubbing an area that had him wildly bucking his hips. He began to trash his head from side to side, moaning as he grinned against his beloved's fingers. A wave of heat flashed through his body and he felt the fingers weren't enough. He wanted more."Please," he sobbed, staring at his beloved who had a wicked grin on his face. "I want you....please."The fingers stabbed at the area again and he keened out loud, his vision going blurry with need. "I won't faint again!" He sobbed. "I promise, so please..."Zedekiel himself was not better off than Prince Ron. He withdrew his fingers, aligned the fat head of his weeping cock to Prince Ron's dripping hole and pushed."Ahhh!" Prince Ron cried out, arching his back as the long girth pushed into him, his fluids making it easy for his beloved to push deeper and deeper. His entrance burned a bit
Zedekiel groaned at the taste of sweet wine and the velvety tongue which he lightly nipped and sucked on. He enjoyed the way Prince Ron whimpered beneath him and dug his nails into his shoulders as he ravished his mouth.Prince Ron completely melted into the kiss, his body responding instinctively to Zedekiel’s touch. The heat between them ignited into a blazing inferno, and all thoughts of restraint or caution vanished as they surrendered to the overwhelming passion they both felt.Prince Ron felt his beloved's lips move against his with a hunger that bordered on desperation. His beloved's hands gripped the sides of his flushed face, keeping his head in place, not giving him the chance to escape as he devoured his mouth.The kiss was wild, unrestrained, and fueled by the scorching heat that pulsed between them. Every touch, every press of their bodies ignited sparks that threatened to consume them both. Prince Ron gasped into the kiss, feeling like he was going insane. His body was t
The twins’ voices responded immediately in unison, their tone calm. 'The mountains.'Zedekiel’s eyes widened in shock. 'The mountains?' he echoed. Didn't he tell them to lock Prince Ron in his room?'Follow his scent, brother,' they replied, their voices steady and confident. 'It's better here.' After all, it was part of their mother's plan.Without another word, Zedekiel’s body flickered, his form becoming a blur of motion. In an instant, he was gone, a whoosh of wind the only sign of his departure as he raced toward the mountains.He moved through the forested path at lightning speed, the cool night air doing nothing to soothe the blazing heat coursing through him. Prince Ron’s scent was everywhere, wrapping around him like a seductive, intoxicating fog. The heady mix of dense roses and sweet wine that surrounded him amplified the scorching desire that throbbed relentlessly in his lower body. He could feel the aphrodisiac's effects intensifying, each step pushing him closer to the e
At that moment, Princess Rose also stood up and clung to Zedekiel's arm, her voice sweet and persuasive. "Why don’t you stay, Your Majesty? I’ve been wanting to talk to you about something. Just let Ron go, he’ll be fine." She even pushed her full chest against his arm, wanting him to feel the softness of a woman. Maybe it would distract him and let him stay.Seeing that things were starting to get out of hand, the Queen Mother rose to her feet, her voice commanding. "Mariel, Rose, step back and let Zedekiel take Prince Ron. Ludiciel and I can handle everything here."Princess Mariel frowned. "But Mother, Brother is the only one fit to address the people. He can't just leave now. Prince Ron is unwell. I will quickly take him back to rest." How could she let them go after all her planning? She had to be the one to take Prince Ron back. She needed to sleep with him. She needed to get pregnant."Mariel!" The Queen Mother shouted. "Step back this instant!""Your Majesty, stay." Princess R
But Zedekiel's hand went farther and he picked up a bowl of shrimps which he began to meticulously peel and place in Prince Ron's bowl one by one. They all groaned lowly.Oblivious to the atmosphere, Prince Ron ate the shrimps with relish, occasionally feeding his beloved a piece or two. He noticed the goldenberries in a bowl beside his plate and wolfed them down too. He felt Netheridge cooking was the best.The Queen Mother sighed. Prince Ron was so easy going. He had downed the wine and goldenberries in a matter of minutes while her son had not even tasted the wine. If she had known, she would have laced his entire food with aphrodisiac.Princess Rose was fuming. Her brother had already drank the wine which meant Princess Mariel was secure but what about her? The King had not taken even a tiny sip!Princess Mariel on the other hand was shaking with glee. Prince Ron had completely fallen into her trap. Now all that was left was for her to get him into her room which she was sure woul