Chapter 6 - The Lesson
Rayvinn stood before Prince Marcus on his private balcony, in sheer terror as his normally hazel eyes were now glowing a blood red shade.
“I said, come here!” he demanded angrily.
She was panicked, unsure of how to respond as he suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her in closer towards him. Although she fought, he easily spun her around and forced the Lunai blade against the pale skin of her throat. As soon as it touched her skin she screamed out loudly as it began to sizzle and smoke rose from the burn mark that had been made.
Normally Rayvinn’s powers made her dangerous and frightening to others, but Lunai was one of her only weaknesses; it could even kill her and unfortunately for her, Marcus knew it!
“Aah, Marcus!” she cried out, in obvious pain and shock. “Stop, what are you doing?”
“It’s made from Lunai, Rayvinn... and I know what this can do to your kind.” he announced confidently. “So if you know what’s best for you, you won’t fight me.”
“Where the hell did you get that?” she demanded, keeping her head back against his shoulder to prevent him burning her skin a second time and clearly in lots of pain.
“I have many connections spread far and wide across the lands. I’ve managed to accumulate great masses of obedient followers over the years of my travels. That, and many different artefacts and weapons.” he glanced down at the blade held to her throat. “This particular blade is one in a set that I now own.” Marcus explained. “And it can slice through your pretty little skin like a knife would through butter.”
He now held Rayvinn with her back in against his chest as she struggled and grunted in frustration; he breathed heavily down the side of her neck. This was the first time Rayvinn had felt powerless against someone, besides her father of course.
And if terrified her!
“What’s wrong Rayvinn, you’re not... afraid of me, are you?” he asked her.
“Of you? Never!” she snapped, still as defiant as ever.
“Good.” he replied.
Keeping the blue blade of the dagger held at her throat, he lowered his other hand down the length of her body, between her thighs and over her heated core as he spoke again, this time with a deeper voice as his fingers began to rub in small circles over her engorged clit.
“What are you doing?” she asked, seemingly confused by his actions. Here he was threatening her very life and now his mind was back on fucking her?
She let out an involuntary moan at his actions.
“Now you’ve gone and got me all excited... I think it’s only fair that you do something about it...” he whispered into her ear.
“Fuck you!” she spat.
He grinned from ear to ear; she could almost sense his expression as it changed.
“Don’t mind if I do!” he replied.
With that, he began to pull her back across to the edge of the balcony, forcing her to bend over the railing and holding her down as he held out his hand and chanted a single word.
“Buean.” (meaning ‘bind’)
Rayvinn watched as the railing suddenly appeared to come to life, wrapped around both of her wrists, holding her down and restraining her from moving. Marcus wasn’t kidding about possessing magical powers; he was clearly very powerful and versed in the arts of dark magic! Perhaps that's why King Xytsis had enlisted his support to find Lillian and take out the Dragon King!
“Let me go!” Rayvinn cried out as she continued to struggle over the edge of the railing. “Marcus, release me at once you fucking coward!”
Stepping back to admire her from this angle, the Prince chuckled loudly enough for her to have heard him. Sheathing the Lunai dagger on his belt, he reached both of his hands to either side of her long black dress, slowly lifting it up to reveal her long pale legs, her firm upper thighs and finally her round sexy ass.
“Let go of me!” she continued to call out, but her cries fell on deaf ears.
He chuckled to himself once more. “Oh, I’m going to enjoy this!”
Rayvinn’s entire body froze as she fought to force back her tears threatening to flood out at any second; she had never been in a situation like this before and didn’t know how to act. She had always been the one in control, the dominant one and as it was her first time being the submissive, she felt fear seeping in through the cracks of her locked away emotions.
“Please... Marcus...” she could not stop herself from pleading with him for mercy. She was afraid and didn’t know how to cope with such an unfamiliar emotion. It was all new to her; new and frightening.
“Shhh... don’t worry, I’ll make you feel reeeeaaalll good.” he elongated the single word to further taunt her as he began to lower his pants, freeing his massive erection once again and moving into position from behind.
She sobbed softly to herself, almost as if she were admitting defeat in her current situation.
Just as her guard was down, he suddenly and violently forced himself inside of her tight opening, causing her to cry out loudly with her mouth wide open.
Marcus began pumping away at a more regular pace with his large cock sliding in and out with ease. With each of his thrusts he grunted loudly, clearly enjoying the chance at taking revenge on this particular woman, that and the obvious sensation that he was feeling as his thick, pulsing shaft continued to slip in and out of her tight, warm pussy.
“You feel so fucking good!” he moaned with delight as he continued to force himself on her. “So warm... so tight...”
“FUCK YOU!” she snapped between his thrusts, clearly furious with him for what he was doing to her; he was causing her to feel again and she hated it!
“Don’t pretend you aren’t enjoying this, sorceress.” he spoke down to her as he continued to thrust at a steady pace.
“Just kill me and get it over with!” she demanded as tears began to form in the corners of both her eyes; tears she never thought she would experience.
He chuckled again.
“My orders were never to kill you, sorceress.” he assured her. “They were merely to teach you a lesson! And I intend to do just that... a lesson you will never forget!”