Forced into Fantasy

Ivy;

It took most of the night to find our way out of the dense forest surrounding the village and to locate the waiting group of horses still roped to a tree trunk.

But I have to say that I was seriously glad when we did.

My feet were killing me!

I longed for the chance to get off of them for a bit and rest.

“No doubt they will be coming after us soon enough, sire.” Captain Khalan reminded us as he quickly untied the horse’s reigns and began mounting one of the large black stallions.

“We need to make it back before they reach us.”

“Agreed.” Adomis replied as he hoisted himself up onto his stallion’s shiny black and silver plated saddle.

He looked down at me with a small grin and held out his gloved hand for me to take.

I don’t know why but I hesitated for a moment, instead turning my head to peer behind me one last time.

I half-expected Ronaar to come running through the treeline after me, but no one did.

Then I wondered to myself, did I actually want to be rescued by Ronaar?

Would Ronaar even be rescuing me from Adomis, or was it the other way around?

I was so confused at this point.

“Ivy, take my hand.”

Adomis’ deep and husky voice pulled me back to reality as I turned to face him once more, looking to his hand.

As I reached out and took it he used his incredible strength to hoist me up onto the saddle in front of him and I positioned myself so that I was comfortable sitting on it with both of my legs out to the side.

I’d never ridden on a horse with someone else before at the same time, so this felt strange to me as I held onto the front of the saddle with both hands nervously.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall.” he whispered over my right shoulder.

Then suddenly I felt the warm embrace of his arm wrap protectively around my waist as he pulled me in against his firm front.

I was so close that I could feel his manhood pressing up against my backside through the thin material of my dress as he steered the horse to turn around using the reigns in his other hand.

I’m glad he couldn’t see me blushing at this point.

“Now hold on, this is going to be a little rough.” he warned briefly before all of our horses began to move together.

Suddenly and without much warning, we all set off from an initial trot into a full sprint across the large grassy field before us.

My long hair began carelessly whipping in the cool night breeze as I felt myself soaring through the air.

And he wasn’t kidding; the ride was ridiculously rough all the way back!

It’s nothing like you see in all of those movies about fairy-tales where people make it look comfortable and easy to ride on a horse... no.

Quite the opposite actually.

Bloody movies and their lies!

Adomis;

By the time we arrived back at the castle it was approaching nightfall.

I had Ivy almost falling asleep in my arms as we trotted over the drawbridge and into the main courtyard to greet the waiting General and his men who had heard of our arrival.

They had gathered even at such a late hour to greet us.

“Overlord, you’ve returned successful in your ventures, I see.”

He greeted us with a smile and gesturing with a nod of his head towards the half-asleep maiden in my arms.

“It’s been an extremely long day General.” I announce as we come to a halt.

I help Ivy down into his outstretched arms and she groans, as if not willing to wake from such a comfortable position nestled in my lap.

“I think we’ve all earned some much-needed rest.”

Dazed and clearly half asleep, Ivy eventually stands though she sways back and forward, blinking and rubbing at her eyes.

In truth she may have slept on and off throughout the duration of our journey, I’m not sure.

I may have checked on her a couple of times to make sure that she was faring well enough in such uncomfortable circumstances.

Once again, I don’t know why.

“Should I have the young lady escorted up to one of the guest chambers to rest for the night, sire?” General Tabius enquired as he stood beside her and watched as I dismounted my horse with ease.

My thick black boots sloshed in the muddy ground below as I replied.

“Thanks for the offer General, but it would appear that I’m headed that way myself.”

I assure him with a grin and a playful wink.

I then reach out and casually take her hand in mine before beginning to lead the sleepy maiden out of the large courtyard and inside through the main entrance of the castle.

She walks along beside me the entire way until we happen to reach my chambers.

By the time we have though, she seems much more alert.

Perhaps the walk helped to wake her.

As we stop she seems puzzled as to why we have stopped at this particular doorway as she looks back down the hallway.

“I thought you were taking me to the guest chamber?” she pointed out, her brow raised in suspicion.

“You’re no guest.” I speak softly as I reach out to tuck a stray strand of her blonde hair gently behind her ear.

How I want to kiss her.

To taste those supple lips once again, after our brief kiss back in the forest hut.

“What am I then?” she is playing coy with me and I choose to play along with a taunting grin.

I take a step in to close the gap between us as I stare down with hooded eyes locked directly on her.

My hands seem to have a mind of their own as they reach around behind her to rest on the small of her back on either side.

“What do you want to be?” I ask her, my voice giving away more than I care it to.

Then she surprises me with her forwardness and confidence with what she does next.

Not that I’m complaining.

Ivy reaches up to grab the back of my head on either side as she stares into my eyes and replies to my question with a simple answer.

“I want to be yours, Adomis.”

Before I know it she has leaned in and we are kissing passionately.

As we do, our bodies begin to grind up against one another in a desperate act of need and want as our tongues tangle in a competitive game for absolute domination.

I can almost smell her arousal and it turns me on even more than I care to admit as my hands travel downward to grope her supple backside.

It’s firm and rounded perfectly.

‘Fuck!’

She is no longer holding back from me and I like that in my women.

While continuing our kiss, I manage to quickly open the chamber door and allow us entry inside, then kicking the door closed behind us and allowing my hands to roam freely over her incredible sensuous body as our kiss rapidly intensifies.

'Fuck she’s perfect.'

Now all I know is that I want to feel her writhing beneath me, taste every inch of her delicious body and most importantly I want to make her scream out my name as she cums all over my rock-hard cock with her glistening juices…

Ivy;

‘Fuck he feels so good!’ I think to myself for a moment.

I’m finding it hard to breathe as he kisses me with such raw, heated passion over and over again.

I can feel his hot breath fanning across my face between kisses and I can’t help but moan at how he is making me feel.

I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want him, right here, right now.

My hands move on their own as they choose to slide down from behind his head to graze over his shoulders and stop at his broad chest and rock-hard pecs.

I can feel just how hard his chest is as my fingers move across it on a mission of exploration.

He must work out daily to be in shape like this!

No doubt he does.

‘How is this man so incredibly irresistible? Oh, that’s right, I thought him up!’

I gasp as he suddenly pushes me up against the wooden door with his hips and kisses me once again, wildly and raw with need.

I can feel the skin on my face beginning to burn from rubbing up against his facial stubble, but I don’t seem to care.

I am filled with uncontrollable lust and keep kissing him even through the obvious discomfort his facial hair is causing me.

It’s a small price to pay for the intoxicating sensation flooding over me now.

Admois suddenly pulls away from our kiss and I feel the need to have his lips on mine again as I watch him while breathing heavily.

He reaches down to grasp the hemline of my white dress, then wasting no time he lifts it up further and further until it is being pulled up over my legs, my hips and finally over my breasts.

I lift both of my arms up to assist him with this and the dress pulls off of me easily, revealing my bare naked body to him underneath as I lower my arms and stare at him feeling totally vulnerable.

I need him.

His chocolate brown eyes suddenly darken several shades and he practically growls with hunger as he looks me up and down.

His hands move forward to grasp at my hips and push me back against the solid wooden surface of the door.

Now it’s my turn to undress him.

My hands both dart out, grasping at his intricate armour and I quickly realise that I have no idea of how to remove it.

I stop and look down at the assortment of parts to his costume and sigh before speaking.

“Any idea of how this stuff comes off?” I ask with a puzzled look.

He lets out a deep, low chuckle.

“With great difficulty I’m afraid.” he replies with a smile.

I watch as he steps back and looks me up and down for a moment as he tentatively licks his lips with hunger.

“What?” I ask, suddenly feeling vulnerable within his sights.

I am nude after all and the castle is quite drafty!

“I have an idea… if you’re up to it?” he suggests with a sinister smirk.

My blue eyes narrow in question but I’m still keen to hear what he has to say.

After a moment I voice my reply.

“I’m listening.” I prompt.