Dark Desires
Mae’s POV:
I wake alarmed in the dead of night as multiple hands grab me. Feeling something move towards my mouth, I bite down hard. I am slightly relieved when a man shouts, stumbling backwards. Two sets of arms grab my own, quickly tying my hands together with thick rope. I feel one person move my hair out of the way as another makes their way towards me with a gag. I whip my head forward to headbutt the attacker but others restrain me. They work together, gagging me so I cannot shout.
In the next moment, I am being carried through the dark stone tunnels that create the maze that is my home. I fight with all my strength but it is of no use. I look around, telling myself to keep an eye on my surroundings. I cannot allow myself to be distracted. I inhale, holding my breath for a moment as I feel my heart racing wildly in my chest. I am being carried with one man holding my arms, the other, my feet. I continue to fight, attempting to kick one of the men in the face. After a second attempt, I am successful in kicking lower, right in the center of his chest. My weight immediately shifts as he drops my legs. The other, still holding my arms pulls hard but I slam my head against his nose. He screams as blood spews.
Then from behind me, I never see it coming.
Something hits me hard in the side of the head and I crumple. When I wake next, I don’t open my eyes, instead taking a moment to observe my current situation., I am being carried again this time by the arms, my legs being dragged uselessly behind me, tied at the ankles. My head aches and as I open my eyes, my vision is blurry.
Breathe.
Focus.
Where are you going? Where are you being taken?
I look around as we make our way through the halls and out of the building.
Don’t let them take you to a second location.
I tense, preparing to strike again but this time, a different man than before, one who’d been out of view, approaches me.
“Our orders were to take you, unharmed. We were told nothing of that pretty thing in bed with you. Fight again and we’ll gut her before your eyes.”
Hearing his words, my blood boils.
I want to kill him right then but I think of my girl.
How many guards had they killed to get to me?
Is she well guarded or completely alone?
Knowing I can’t risk it, I allow myself to be dragged through the yard and out onto the docks, boarding a large wooden ship, white flags high.
Cora’s POV:
Relief fills me as the doors to the throne room close behind me. The past days had been long, spent between gathering supplies and creating strategies. I had a group of soldiers set to block the dam, cutting the invaders from their power and water all in one. Hatred and blood had been overflowing between our nations for centuries. Each Commander had hoped to bring peace. It always ended in bloodshed, ours or theirs. These savages spent their time raiding villages full of innocents, taking whatever they wanted. They did whatever they wanted and they desired to keep it that way, taking what they wanted whenever they decided.
This included innocents as well, to do with whatever they desired. Now after a long-planned invasion, we would soon bring them all down, slaughtering all the guilty and freeing the innocent.
I turn the corner of the hallway, hearing nothing but the sound of my footsteps as I walk on the black stone floors. I know guards are posted in every doorway around, keeping my space secure.
Black pillars align me on either side, the moonlight casting a small glow on the tile I walk upon. I breathe in, enjoying the cool night air after the heat of the day. As I round one of the pillars, I get an odd feeling. Out of the corner of my eye, a shadow.
In an instant, there is a knife at my throat. I feel the cool blade press against my skin, knowing that if I move just enough, it will cut me. I stare deep into the eyes of my attacker. One I knew all too well.
“Mae. What are you doing here?” I ask
Her green eyes stare into my blue ones, fueled with rage. Her black curls fall wildly about her, a clear indication that her freedom was gained by fighting off the guards. Blood splatters about upon her face, clothes, and curvy frame. I take in the cut marks on her legs and arms. I make no effort to show emotion, forcing myself to contain my composure.
Mae glares at me, her green eyes filled with rage.
“How could you?” She demands
I stare back, expression stone but my heart is pained for the choice I had made.
Not that I’d regretted it.
Seeing her reaction now however, perhaps having her snatched away and placed on the ship may not have been best. Still, I’d ordered her away to keep her far from the war zone. She refused.
“Cora!” She snaps breaking me from my focus
“I did what I thought was best.”
“ ’What you thought. What about how I felt? How could you?”
I wonder how she’d figured out I was responsible but before I can ask, she answers it.
“I heard two of your boys talking about the next instructions their Commander left. You were going to lock me away while you fight for our people?”
“I chose to keep you safe. A decision you clearly were incapable of making yourself.” I reply calmly
Her grip on the knife tightens, her knuckles turning white. I continue to maintain my composure and this too enrages her.
“I came here to help you and you sent me away!”
I hold my breath as her hand begins to shake a bit.
Easy, baby.
“You and I maintain the peace between our people. Should the worst occur, our fragile peace will not protect them. If you or I are killed- ” I tell her
A flash of fire crosses her face and I stop.
It would be easy to break a limb and disarm her but I can’t bring myself to, if this is it, so be it.
Soon this place would be a war zone and I knew it was best, although she clearly disagrees.
“Mae-”
“No, Cora.” She snaps cutting me off
Logic will disarm her.
“Mae, I can’t do what I need to if I’m worried about you.”
“So you’re just gonna shove me onto the sidelines? These are my people too.”
“Yes they are and they need you to have a heartbeat.”
I can see the points making their way through.
I hold my breath again when she tenses, remaining calm. She shakes her head, pulling away only slightly. Her hand begins to tremble. In one fluid motion, I grab her wrist, yanking it away, and place my lips on hers in one fluid motion.
The knife clatters to the ground.
Neither of us moves, speaks, or even breathes.
Stunned by this, Mae steps back. I freeze, wondering if I’d misstepped. Mae blinks and after a moment, she embraces me, pressing her soft lips against mine, gently. My hands hold her face, caressing her soft skin. I’d seen dozens fall in battle in my time as Commander. Life is too short.
Our lips meet again.
I take her hand in mine and we make our way through the halls, stopping every few minutes when addressed by the guards making their security walk. Finally, we enter my bedchamber. Quickly, Mae closes it behind her.
“What do you desire?” I ask between kisses
“All of you.” She replies breathlessly
Our lips meet again, this time with more lustful intent. Her hands move above my shoulders, behind my neck, untying my shirt. With slow and steady hands we undress one another, me in my armor and her in a black shirt and black cargo-style pants. Soon we stand naked in front of one another. I take every inch of her bare flesh in with my eyes, her smooth skin, curly black hair, curvy waist, and thin but built frame. She is every bit the spitting image of the leader and warrior that she is. Although it pains me, I scan her for any injuries I hadn’t noticed before. Seeing the marks on her legs, my gaze darkens, blinded with fury.
Mae’s POV:
Seeing the fury in her eyes, I take a step forward.
“It’s alright. Don’t-”
“Who did this?” Her voice cuts through like a cold blade
“Cora, I fought them.” I try to interject but it has no effect
“Valiantly as you should. Give me a name.”
“Cora-”
Her jaw clenches, a clear indication whenever she is truly enraged. By this point, bodies start dropping.
“Don’t make me repeat myself.”
Her blue eyes only harden in the moments that pass.
“Clive.”
I expect her to call for his head, something.
Instead, she nods.
We embrace again, this time making our way onto the bed. She shifts so I am below her. Before I can speak again, her lips wrap around my nipple, sucking and pinching my flesh between her lips. I gasp loudly, my body becoming electrified at her touch. Every movement she makes sparks pleasure throughout my body. She moves masterfully, kissing down my body until she gets between my thighs. Sliding her tongue along my clit, I moan.
Flicking back and forth, waves of desire flood through me. I shoot her a glare for her teasing.
I hear a soft chuckle.
In response she slides her tongue slower now, deliberate, causing my legs to tremble. My body clenches in response, relaxing after a moment. Pleased by this she repeats the process, earning cries of frustration and pleasure from me. After a few more moments of this, I unravel, crying out as the orgasm rides through my body. She shows me no mercy, digging her nails into my flesh as she grips my thighs, keeping my legs open as she feasts upon my soft flesh. I cry out again and again.
“Cora-” I gasp not being able to make out another word, breathless
“Mmm. I love hearing you say my name like that.” She teases giving my clit another lick
I whimper, the small motion electrifying my body again.
Cora’s POV:
I hear her mumble something.
“What was that?” I ask
She looks away, biting her lip.
In an instant my hand is wrapped around her throat, the other expertly applying pressure and circling her clit. She cries out again and I throw her into another intense orgasm, leaving her a soaking mess. I lean in close to her ear.
“I’m going to need you to repeat yourself, love.”
“You’re being mean.” She sasses grinning
“Oh no baby, this is mercy.”
After a few more rounds, I release her.
Once she catches her breath, her fingers make their way up my thigh.
“You’ve been enjoying my torture.” She teases
I let out a small moan feeling her fingers slide around my entrance. I inhale when she slowly presses them inside my soaking wet pussy. With small motions, she pumps two of her fingers in and out of me. Our eyes don’t leave one another even as she throws me into my first orgasm. I moan, letting my body tense then relax as it rolls through me.
Once my body relaxes, she guides me to change direction, wrapping my legs around her chest, my face resting on her legs. Gently pulling my legs, she pulls me closer, inserting her fingers again inside me. I let out small moans as she pulls back and pushes forward in a slowed rhythm before moving faster. Her thumb circles my clit.
“Just dripping for me.” She says giving me a lick
My legs shake and I dig my nails into her soft flesh, reminding myself to pay her back for this the next time I have her in bed again. She moves deliberately, causing my body to ache with longing.
“Go faster,” I order
She wraps an arm around my waist, forcing me to remain in the position she has me in. Her tongue swirls around my clit as she fingers me. I cry out as the pressure builds then flashes through me, my eyes rolling back in my head. We continue our passionate pursuit long after the sun rises.
