Ace POV:I groaned in annoyance and rolled over, opening my eyes to find myself greeted by the sight of a blank wall. It stared back at me lifelessly as I lay in a frigid room, the cold seeping into my bones.Alone in that moment, memories from the last night started to flood back into my mind."Ace!" her voice pierced through the silence, bringing with it a sense of bliss that stirred me from my slumber.I sat up with only a blanket covering my naked glory.There she was, sitting on the floor amidst a scattering of neatly folded clothes and carefully organized necessities packed inside a suitcase.She stood up gracefully, her hands moving to cup her cheeks as she awaited my response."How do I look?" she asked, her eyes reflecting a mixture of nervousness and hope.I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, taking in the sight of her with a fond smile playing on my lips.I looked like a shit and here this girl looked like a goddess. My sweet Mini.She was wearing a full-sleeved black shirt tu
Iris POV:UUUUUGHHH!I groaned as I sat up, my muscles protesting as I stretched.My body felt like it had been through a war; sleep seemed like a distant dream.My surroundings blurred into focus, and a wave of confusion washed over me.OH... FREAK! Where in the hell am I?My naked body was wrapped in a soft fur blanket, adding to my bewilderment.OHKK... where am I? And where's Ace?It's okay, it's okay Iris. Don't panic, don't.Taking in my surroundings, I realized I was in some sort of hut. Dreamcatchers adorned the ceiling, casting eerie shadows, while a collection of creepy dolls rested on the ground nearby.CREAK.The bed creaked beneath me as I rose, the sound grating against my nerves as I clutched the blanket around myself."Βασίλισσα" a voice called out, making me jump.I turned to see an old lady standing in the doorway, bowing deeply."Hello," I greeted, returning the gesture awkwardly.She widened her eyes and bowed to me, vigorously."Where am I?" I asked, my voice ting
Iris POV:Open. People here are so open and kind.As I stood at the edge of the waterfall, I couldn't help but notice that all the women's around me were completely unclothed.Unlike them, I stood out with my attire, the drawstrings of my petticoat securely fastened around my upper chest."Iris, come inside," Penelope beckoned from the water, her own naked form unbothered by the openness.I hesitated, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension."Umm... Penelope, do I have to be naked too?" I inquired, glancing around at the other women in the water."Come on, don't be afraid. Not a single man will peek or come here," she assured me, her tone reassuringly candid.With a deep breath, I loosened the strings of my petticoat and carefully set it aside on the ground, away from the water.Stepping into the lukewarm water as it enveloped my body up to my neck.I glanced around, making sure no one was watching. Nope, every woman here seemed perfectly at ease, completely naked."Βασίλισσα," s
This is a mature chapter. Contains Blood, the S word, and mature things.All people and situations in this story are fiction.++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Ace POV:"Βασιλιάς (King)," Ares handed me the lifeless rabbit, his expression serious.I took the rabbit and wrapped it with the other animals we had caught—a mixture of fish and deer—before throwing them over my shoulder.I felt a surge of happiness wash over me. Happy that she willingly wanted to be mine, happy that she only desires to be mine."Ares," I uttered, breathing heavily as we rested in the middle of the forest, preparing for tonight's feast.It was just Ares, myself, and three other men on this hunting, and now we were all seated on a large stone, catching our breath."Έχετε κάνει ποτέ σεξ με παρθένα πριν (Have you ever had sex with a virgin before)?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.I fucked many girls but not a virgin, because virginity is not something that can be undone." Όχι, βασιλιά. (No, king)
Ace POV: There was something unique about her, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Despite being complete opposites, we shared some common ground. She was sleeping, snoring a little bit. Cute. She was lying in a side-lying position, her head on my right forearm and my other hand cupping her cunt. A string of saliva sticking to my hand connected to her lips. Last night was one of my memorable nights. NO! A pleasurable paradise. My own paradise. A forbidden paradise. Yet I made her mine. I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck, feeling as if I had found heaven itself. Her scent reminded me of something that belonged to me – a mix of sandalwood and musk. It was 8 and we were still lying in the disheveled bed, cocooned inside the fur blanket. Suddenly, a distressed whimper reached my ears and caused me to open my eyes in concern. "Sh... it's okay," I reassured her, continuing to rub her belly soothingly. Her gaze wandered, unfocused, as if caught between dreams and waking
Ace POV:I took one last glance at myself in the mirror before stepping out of the closet.She was still asleep on the bed, emitting small snores with a bit of saliva sticking to her lips. Jet lag.It was 7 in the morning, and I needed to leave for my office.We had returned to New York the previous evening, and she had been moody and sleepy since then.I wished the last week in the village could have lasted longer, but alas, time waits for no one.I took out a wipe and gently cleaned away her drooling saliva.She stirred and let out a soft hum, her hands instinctively moving to scratch her head.Her eyes squinted, adjusting to the brightness of the room."Mattina, amore mio," I murmured, leaning in to kiss her forehead.She smiled and sat up, returning the affection with a wide smile."Mattina, amore mio," she mimicked, rubbing her eyes sleepily.I took her hand and used my fingers to gently rub her eyes."Did you sleep well?" I asked as I lifted her up.She wrapped her legs around me
Iris POV:I rested my elbow on the armrest, grinning as I glanced away.Wipe it, Iris.His fingers roamed casually along my clothed inner thighs, his gaze fixed on the road ahead as he navigated the car.Thankfully winter had started or not, his hands will be inside my panties, a tantalizing yet slightly embarrassing habit.But I knew that regardless of the season, his hands would find their way under my panties. Because in summer he would make me wear frocks and slide his sinful hands inside my frock.It's not like I hate frocks but he can't keep his hands off me.It's not like I hate it but I am shy.I like his hands there but I am still awkward though.I was wearing baggy jumper pants inside a full-sleeve top with my black Converse, I was set to head to college with Alex.BUT then, to my surprise, Ace insisted on dropping us off.His sudden change of heart shook me to the core.Ace had always been adamant about keeping our relationship hidden. That's why he never dropped me at col
Third Person POV: *Mature* She lay on the floor in pain. He knelt beside her, inspecting her body. His fingers lightly tapped her cheeks, attempting to bring her some comfort, as she squinted her eyes, whimpering. "Is it hurting so much?" he asked softly, leaning in, he kissed her tear-streaked cheeks gently. She sucked in a breath, her chest heaving with the effort, and cried out in pain. Each inhale and exhale sent waves of agony through her body. "I don't like you, your skin is kind of rough. You're pretty, though," he said, stroking her bloodied head He broke her ribcage, and some cuts and tried to stuff a rod inside her but he didn't. Not yet. She was naked, her flesh slick with her own blood. Both of her hands were twisted grotesquely, one ankle was bent backward unnaturally, and her hair strands were ripped off her head one by one. A long needle was cruelly inserted inside her cheek, her bloodied tongue lying lifelessly on the floor. The light faded from her eyes,