Chapter 214
Chapter 214
ISIDORA
My traitorous body shuddered at the touch of his fingers, at the sheer size of him behind me.
I hadn’t even sensed him coming.
Blaze took the comb and began gently working the tangles out of my hair without saying a word.
That was just like him.
He made me feel like absolute shit with his words, then came to me with sweet gestures and caresses that almost felt like love.
Sometimes I felt like Blaze loved me.
Other times, I felt like he was only manipulating me.
Like he knew perfectly well how crazy I was about him and took advantage of my feelings.
I stared into the distance, trying to empty my mind of everything weighing on my soul.
Cold. I had to be cold, just like he’d taught me.
“I need to heal for tomorrow’s fight,” I said, getting straight to the point.
I knew very well that he already knew.
I reached up and stopped the hand moving through my hair.
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I turned and met his intense gaze. He still had the muzzle on, and he smelled like sweat and hay, as if he’d been training.
“And I’m going to take your strength. Now…”
I said it as an order, even though it was obvious the mistress-slave relationship between us had become twisted a long time ago.
I grabbed the hem of my sheer nightgown and pulled it up over my thighs, baring my pussy as I leaned back against the edge of the stone wall.
My ass was almost resting on the ledge, and I spread my legs so he could fuck me.
Blaze looked me over and huffed through the bars of his muzzle.
The bulge between his legs had been hard from the moment he started combing my hair. I let out a relieved breath. At least he could still get hard for me.
“No. Don’t take off the muzzle. Pull out your cock and put it in me already…” I stopped him when he reached
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for the buckle.
But his eyes flashed with stubborn resolve.
“No, not like this. I could hurt you. I have to get you ready…”
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I wanted to scream into his fucking perfect face that he cared about hurting my pussy, just not my feelings.
“Do whatever the fuck you want, but hurry up. I want to go to sleep early tonight…”
I looked away as he moved closer, and goose bumps spread over me from head to toe.
My stupid heart kept pounding out of control, and my pussy was already wet just from smelling him, from feeling the aura of a dominant male rolling off him.
One broad hand slid between my legs, and I felt the rough pad of his finger gently stroke my clit.
I pressed my lips together and refused to moan the way I always did.
Then his blond head dipped. He growled, his hot breath washing over my hard nipples.
He began rubbing the rough tip of the muzzle in circles over my areolas, huffing and panting like an animal.
A muffled moan slipped from my mouth. My legs spread wider as his middle finger slid between my pussy lips, spreading the slick wetness already leaking from me.
“Mnnnn…” I bit my lower lip when his finger pushed inside me, working me open.
I felt his free hand move as he pulled out that thick cock I was dying to suck.
But I swallowed the urge and thought like a real fucking Estingia.
Take my slave’s power and defeat my enemies.
“No more games. Fuck me with your cock already…”
I shoved him hard, pushing him away from my breasts.
Blaze staggered back a few steps as if he didn’t have any will of his own left.
His eyes were glazed with desire, but for one second, the look in them almost seemed painfully desperate…. almost.
I leaned back with my ass on the edge of the stone wall, almost hanging over the drop several yards below.
I spread my legs wide and used my fingers to pull my folds even farther apart, exposing my opening to him.
“Do it fast, and do it right. Because if you want to go to your precious capital, this is the only way you’re getting there…”
I turned my head away as he came closer with his hard cock out. He lined it up with my pussy and slowly
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pushed inside me.
The snow began to fall at that exact moment, flakes landing on my body as each thrust of his hips rocked me.
I could feel his hands gripping my hips hard, lifting one of my legs so he could drive even deeper into me.
Pleasure spread through my body whether I wanted it or not. Inside, though, I felt colder than the flakes falling onto my tear-soaked cheeks.
Blaze buried his face in my neck, hunched over me and holding me in an embrace that tasted like lies and deceit.
I’d thought my first time with Lucio had been the worst sexual experience of my life, but I was wrong…
My tear-filled eyes stared up at the dark sky, at the snow sliding over my red hair and pale skin.
My mind was chaos, and a bitter smile spread across my lips as I came closer to taking his power, one step away from an orgasm that already felt empty.
“Being a great Estingia wasn’t as glorious as I’d thought. What good was all that power… if I couldn’t have love?”
The next day, I returned to the arena fully recovered.
Blaze had kept his end of the bargain, so I would keep mine.
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.

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