KATHERINEWe ran first to where Elliot had left part of his clothes—he needed to change.“Damn mosquitoes,” he muttered, scratching all over, his skin glistening with sweat and the water dripping from his hair.But now he was also covered in scratches from the branches and bug bites.He bent down to put on his pants, giving me an unfiltered view of his rock-hard ass, completely unbothered.I couldn’t help myself—this whole crazy situation had made me lose a screw.I stepped closer and, before I could even think about what I was doing, I gave his ass a firm slap, even daring to grope it a little.Then I froze, yanking my hand back awkwardly. I mean, how much familiarity did I think I had with Elliot to act like that?!“There was—there was a mosquito. I just wanted to help,” I stammered, avoiding his questioning gaze as he turned around, his pants still halfway down his thighs as he yanked them up.“Uh-huh, a mosquito, sure,” he said, his amused tone unmistakable.I looked away, claspin
KATHERINEHis hand moved up, brushing against my parted lips, tracing their outline while his eyes devoured me, brimming with promises and desire.“What… what modest services in your chamber? Do you need me to clean?” I asked, feigning innocence.Remembering the last intimate services I had provided—ones he hadn’t even paid me for.“Pft, I think you know exactly what I want from you. I’ve given you pleasure tonight, and you’ve left me hanging several times,” he murmured seductively, leaning in closer.“I doubt you’ll have any trouble earning those checks, my Duchess.”And with that indecent proposition, he grabbed my hand and led us through the forest back to the mansion.I followed in silence, my mind spinning from all the veiled hints and where they were leading.We were both an absolute mess, and as we stepped into the garden grounds, the people we passed gave us odd looks. But Elliot didn’t stop to explain himself.The music from the ballroom had quieted; the guests were already r
KATHERINEWhen I opened it, fortunately, it was just a maid preparing my bath."Come in," I instructed, diving back into my preparations."Your Ladyship, I can arrange your clothes," she immediately offered with a submissive stance.I’d bet anything that this overly "attentive" service was a reflection of the hosts' sudden change in attitude."Not necessary, just prepare the bath properly. Is there any essence?""Yes, yes, rose, grapefruit, and also lavender. If you’d prefer another...""Lavender is fine," I chose randomly.I sat in front of the mirror and started untangling the mess of damp hair. What a sight I was."It's ready," she informed me after some time."You may leave," I said, watching her through the reflection."If you’d like, I could give you a massage, or bring you an aromatic candle, or...""I don’t need anything else, thank you. You may go," I repeated, not rudely, but firmly.She bowed her head in acknowledgment and left, closing the door behind her.I genuinely felt
KATHERINE"Shhh, this can't be... mmm, you're going to drive me insane, you shameless woman..." I heard him groan hoarsely as he lifted the edge of my nightgown, exposing my buttocks—and in the process, my intimacy.Completely naked, no panties, all I had to do was spread my legs, and that mast would sink into me completely."Mmmm," I pressed my lips tightly to keep from letting out little whore-like sounds while Elliot kneaded my thighs and ass with those big hands of his.He hissed in arousal, spreading them apart to probe my soaked slit with his fingers. This was so erotic—I loved having him drooling over me."Aah...""Spread your legs wider and lift your ass," he ordered relentlessly, his voice dripping with dominance, like a desperate beast."And what if I don't want to?"SMACK!"Ah!"I moaned, turned on, as he slapped my ass in punishment, burning with need at his provocations, his fingertips running over my perineum, seeking my pussy."Don't play with me anymore, Duchess. Belie
KATHERINEI started moving backward, impaling myself on that enormous cock, twisting my waist, chasing my orgasm, which wouldn’t take long to hit.“Cum for me, baby… aagggr… Come on, Katherine, cum for your man, my true wife, only mine… ah, yes, yes, fuck, so damn good…”“Aahhhh!” I moaned loudly, shattering into a thousand pieces at the sound of him calling my name—my name, not my sister’s, not Rossella’s.He was making love to me, and he knew it. Every filthy word, every passionate action, was for me alone.Before I could even catch my breath, still trembling as I spilled all over his cock, Elliot pulled back, kneeling behind my ass.Something sharp and hard dug into my hips, making me cry out in both pain and pleasure. He fucked me like a wild animal.The bed shook violently, the metallic sounds of jewelry clinking as they slipped off and fell to the floor.My open pussy could do nothing but take it, take all of it. My ass bounced hard, my breasts swayed—my vision blurred from how
ELLIOT“Baby?” I leaned in a bit when I heard her soft snoring.I watched her face, resting sideways on the mattress, breathing lightly, those delicious lips slightly parted.I couldn’t help but smile like a fool—there was so much depth in what I felt for her. I had purposely confessed that I knew her true identity.We had an honest conversation pending. I genuinely hoped to win her over as my greatest ally—a lifelong alliance.“So I have to stay perfectly still when you pounce on me, but you can barely handle one round when I’m the one on top?” I whispered, sucking on her earlobe.A low moan rumbled in her throat, but she remained asleep, exhausted.“You owe me now, my dear Duchess. I’ll make sure you pay me back for the rest of your life, Katherine,” I murmured, kissing her temple, hissing with pleasure as I felt my cock soften and slip free from the heat of her pussy.I sat up, looking at the mess I had made of her body. Leaning in, I licked the wounds on her hips—at least my saliv
ELLIOTI slipped out through a service door, my senses sharp, leading me toward the woods, staying alert for any spies who might be following me.Pushing past the tall grass, I quickly reached the spot where a man was already waiting, dismounted from his horse."Vittorio, what happened?" I got straight to the point."My Lord, I bring news from the south. One of our spies arrived at the border, severely wounded, and delivered a message to the sentries. They rode all night to inform us that our men have been discovered."I shut my eyes for a second, damn it—exactly what I had feared."It seems they were cornered in the border mountains. Duke Thesio found out about the skirmish. They're in grave danger," he dropped the news all at once.I tensed, worry tightening my chest, my brain working at full speed, calculating strategies.I had to save them. Save Aldo, save Tomas, save my men."Prepare the elite warriors, quickly, Vittorio. I want them armed to the teeth…""Already done, my Lord. T
NARRATORHOURS EARLIER, IN DUKE THESIO’S LANDS…"Aldo, Gordon, and I will go inside to speak with the foreman. We’ll keep him distracted for as long as possible. This is your chance—don’t waste it."One of the men sent by Elliot murmured beside the burly laborer.Around a campfire, they ate fresh bread and sipped steaming hot chocolate. Only the best to bribe them—and to make them betray Duke Everhart’s side."Alright. Tomas and I will carry the crates we set aside earlier and take them to the designated spot. Don’t take too long—they’ll notice we’re missing right away," Aldo replied, taking a bite of his bread.His sharp eyes constantly scanned the other laborers nearby, who were also chatting and eating before continuing to unload the goods.Today was the day. They had been given the rare opportunity to access Thesio’s lands—they were on his side of the river.The goal was to steal the crates from here because once they crossed the river, they were immediately transported far away,