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A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows & Periodical)

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Home.

Her pack had lived here for centuries. What had once been a beautiful empty cavern, was now an even more beautiful city, carved into the rock and crystals of the cave, fashioned around a clear pool of water that spread to the rock's edge, crashing over in gorgeous waterfall's. It had taken many decades to create the home they lived in now, when the first ancestors stumbled upon this beauty. And now it was Tatiana of House Astor, daughter of King Issac home.

She knew every stone road carved between the shops and homes. She knew every secret path, every hall within the walls of the cavern. Only a portion of the city remained in the cavern. More was built into the walls, pathways to get across the city, underneath it, or above it. They had centuries to build their magnificent city, including the palace that had been carved in the back of the cavern, before the lake and engraved with such details and beauty. This was her home, these were her halls she had roamed as a child, growing into the gorgeous princess she was today.

She strolled through these halls now, dressed in a simple blue clothed dress with leather bindings, passing first the throne room, then the conference room before turning into the large entrance hall, it's ceilings reaching with candlelit chandelier's stretching down. Her bare feet padded across the marble floor as she headed for the giant front oak doors, waving at the guard's stationed there.

"Open the door," she ordered, "I am visiting the shops today."

"Your father is looking for you," one commented.

"Then he can find me later upon my return. Open the doors. My father has plenty else on his plate, I am hardly a priority at this very moment."

Besides, it was only early morning. She knew this from the sun that streamed in from a hole in the cavern's ceiling, gracing their city with light through the day. That and she had a magically enabled clock in her room, a gift from a travelling wizard that her father had given her.

"Apologies princess," one bowed and the other pushed the doors open, leaving just enough room for her to slip through. The doors to the palace rarely opened unless they were having guests, or were opening the palace to their people, their clan. Tatiana slipped through and thanked them, then strode off.

She needed no guard, nor no weapon. She was a werewolf, of pure royal blood. At her command any in her clan would bend to her will, as she was Alphaborn. Meaning she was her father's daughter, and heir to his throne. But even without this stature, Tatiana was a strong willed wolf, and let no one bully her. As she stepped through the streets many bowed or wished her a well morning, all recognizing her for the princess she was. She never halted in her steps though, leaving passing words of thanks as she walked by. The young wolf was on a mission, and she knew her time was limited.

Stepping up to a store front, she smiled at the sign before stepping in, the door creaking open. There was one person she could not go without seeing, one of the few in this clan that saw her for just Tatiana, not for the royal blood pumping through her veins.

"Hello?" she called out, closing and locking the door behind her softly. They had said they're father was out of the city on business, hadn't they? Tatiana hoped she hadn't gotten her days mixed, her heart thudding as she stepped through the aisles towards the open archway leading into the back room, "Anyone here?"
 
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She was here?

Cursing under her breath, Aubrey peered behind a curtain from behind the shop. Her father was going to be here in mere moments, and she had decided to come now? Didn't she know? Aubrey finished up cleaning up the back room for a few moments, tidying what she could before she turned and glanced out of the curtain. If she had told Tatiana once, she had told her a thousand times. When the sand in the hourglass was about halfway, they ran great risk.

Setting the broom against one of the shelves, Aubrey let out a sigh to herself. Brushing off some dust from her dress, she rubbed her hands together, just trying to wipe them off. Her heart was already beginning to palpitate. She could smell her, she was close. When she had heard Tatiana's voice, she tried to breath slowly just to calm herself down.

Looking towards the archaic calendar on the wall, she realized her father would likely not be around today as she had once thought. Her father had been out, running some bags of grain to a nearby city. He was going to be back within a few days time, and Aubrey let out a breath of relief. It seemed in her business, she had even lost track of time. Her ears perked when she heard Tatiana coming close, and Aubrey couldn't help herself any longer.

Bursting our from the curtain that seperated the hallway from the back room, Aubrey threw her arms around Tatiana. She absolutely couldn't wait. Planting a deep kiss on the princess's lips, she smiled as she gazed into her eyes.

"I've missed you."

The voice was meek. She wasn't necessarily a fighter, Aubrey, but she wore clothes made out of the mainly bear and otter fir. She was humble, and fine linens and garments weren't normally something that she had ready access to. She would make her own way though, that was certain. Perhaps she was a little too happy to see Tatiana, but it had seemed like quite awhile before they had been together. Any extended amount of time was too long. Her hand moved through Tatiana's hair as she met eyes with her once more.

"Any news?"

The redhead spoke once more before pecking Tatiana's lips once more. When they were together, time seemed to slowed down. That being said, their time never seemed to be long enough. Their time apart always seemed to be much too long. Aubrey could never win.

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She would find herself bound once more. Her arms were connected by the leather cuffs, and a chain led from the cuffs to the ceiling. Her vision obstructed by a blindfold. She was still clothed, at least for now, but anything that was about to happen was all based on speculation. His hand moved through her golden locks, and he knew that she was at his beck and call. She had been a gift from his father. Her whereabouts were unknown to him, and quite frankly, he didn't really care. She was his, and that was all that mattered.

Large oak doors with heavy iron bolts and locks seperated them from the rest of the world. Moving and standing at a tiny table, the man sloppily guzzled some ale as he stared her down. The brown liquid matting itself in his beard what wasn't soaked ran down his bare chest. He was well marked, with symbols of his heritage, battle scars, and fallen members of his clan. Moving his hair out of the way, he stood and made his way back towards her.

His rough hands ran down the side of her face as he carressed her almost lovingly. Forcing her chin up with his finger, he kissed her hard before being interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Prince Werner"

A muffled voice came from the other side of the door. Cracking the door a little bit, the prince put his face in the door and blocked the rest with his large, hulking body. The guard couldn't see inside the room, but there was a chain running to the ceiling. He could guess what the prince was doing with pretty decent accuracy.

"Your father wishes your presence in the throne room"

The man said as the prince just nodded.

"I'll be there soon. This won't take long."

He said as he closed the door in his face and turned around, back to his "friend."
 
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Tatiana's face broke into a smile as the curtain rippled and out sprang Aubrey, her Aubrey. She caught the girl in her arms, falling back a step so her back pressed into one of the shelves as she returned the kiss in earnest. It may have only been a handful of days since she last saw her, but it felt like decades. It always did, her life seeming dull now compared to when she was in the arms of the redheaded beauty.

"I missed you too," she purred, leaning her head into Aubrey's. She didn't need to act like a princess around her. There was no forced smiles, or fake emotions. Aubrey made her feel real; made her feel like the true wolf she was.

"The only news I have is there's this princess whose been counting the seconds down for when she can sneak off and meet the most beautiful girl in the clan," she whispered huskily, drinking in Aubrey's scent, "And that her birthday is in less than a week, and she does not want it to come."

Tatiana was nervous; it was her eighteenth, a year of great importance for all werewolf clans. Eighteen was the year wolves became adults, and found their calling within the clan. Everyone had a job, be it a hunter, a warrior, a shop keeper, or a farmer. There were jobs for all, but the most important thing was that each wolf had a job, and that they did it to the best of their abilities. For Aubrey, she was a merchant's daughter, and therefor would likely remain a merchant herself. It was a honest job, although it rarely paid well. Some of the shop keepers, like the Tannery just down the road, did well off due to the high amount of skins coming in with the hunter's kills. Others, like the antique store, did poorly, as few wolves saw a need for trinkets and such cluttering their small homes.

Then there were those men like Aubrey's father who dabbled their hands in different items, such as food shipments, leathers, and the like. Tatiana had come to realize what his job mainly comprised of was shipping and receiving from the neighboring cities. He had even established buyers in the human cities, not an easy feat for a werewolf. No human had or would step foot in their city, not that they would ever find it, and their secrecy had always made the humans uneasy with them. The entrances to their underground city was hidden within caves also well hidden within the forest, behind waterfalls or covered by thick layers of vines. A wolf could smell these entrances out, but no others.

"I have good news though," she whispered, playing with a tendril of her red hair as her lips stayed only inches from Aubrey's, her dark chocolate iris' watching the other woman's, "Our Master of Coin passed last week due to failing health and old age. I'm sure the news spread of his memorial two nightfalls ago. Father is already looking for a new Master of Coin though, and I may...possibly have convinced him to request an audience with a beautiful redhead's father when he returns."

She knew this was ecstatic news. The Master of Coin supervised all the shops in the city, and it was their job to keep the supply lines open and running as well. With Aubrey's fathers contacts and buyers, the city would become more prosperous, and her family would be well off for many years to come.

It was all Tatiana could really do to help her dear Aubrey, knowing she could never truly give Aubrey the life Tatiana wanted to give her. The second right of passage for a wolf turning eighteen was they found their mate. Their lifelong partner, who would give them children and support them. Loyalty was a virtue all wolves strived to have, and so all wolves only found one mate for life, unless that wolf pass in battle and the widow take another. The problem for Tatiana was there had never been a lesbian couple within clan history. Especially not one in court. It was frowned upon too, as two women could not give the other a child and carry on the bloodline. Tatiana' father was a fair man, although often strict, and he probably would not object to it if it was simply two commoners. But this was his daughter, and the royal bloodline. He would expect children from her, so he would want a male to be her prince. If the brunette had her way she would chose Aubrey over all else, giving her lover everything she could possibly desire. But she could not, and it filled her with pain.

"I do not want to become eighteen," she whispered, dropping her head to the redhead's shoulder, "Oh Aubrey, I don't want to be forced to choose a man I will never love. All I want is you."

She was well aware Aubrey would need a mate soon too. Wolves only had till their nineteenth birthday to mate, and if they didn't choose then the families would choose for them and force them to mate before that birthday. The thought of losing her Aubrey to some male wolf with greedy hands and a hard cock made Tatiana's blood boil, unable to get the horrid picture of her beautiful redhead's body lying under another's out of her head.

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She had been a gift. A gift. Reduced to nothing more than an object. Her head hung down as she stood in the middle of a rather cold room, her arms above her head and bound by leather cuffs attached to a heavy chain. Her mother had named her Claerissa upon birth, a beautiful name for the equally gorgeous blonde girl, but she went by Aeri now. She could not stand to listen to these men call her by her birthname as they beat and tortured her. And while she was dressed for the moment, Aeri did not for a second think she was safe with this prince.

Her clan had lost its war to his. They had been a small wolf pack of only a few hundred, their territory bordering the edge of this clans. Eventually that was what caused the war, the larger clan wanted more territory while the smaller pack fought for its people and its home. The lost horribly though. Their warriors were slaughtered, and then their Alpha. With no one to protect them, and no leader to follow the pack fell apart. Some escaped, others died at the hands of the clan as they swarmed in to finish the job. The elderly were killed, the adults too unless they escaped the pack before the killing began. The only ones kept alive had been the children. Frail, frightened little things that they beat and chained, turning them all into slaves for the clan's highest bidders. Claerissa had never seen such a thing within her own pack, but now it had become her life. She was only sixteen after all, a beauty with a fit body for labor and a ready womb for children should her masters want them.

At least that was what the slaver's had told her.

They had also told her she was a fortunate one. She had been sold to the royal family, to be a gift to the prince for his eighteenth birthday. She had been handed off naked and in chain's to the king himself. To her luck they had provided her clothing within the palace, but it was nothing more than a leather and fabric woven top, paired with a skirt that sat low on her hips, made of different lengths of leather. It barely covered her fair skin and left little to the imagination though, but she was still grateful for the cloth over walking around with her breast's bouncing for all to see.

His fingers ran through her hair and she shivered, trying to turn her blindfolded head towards him. Aeri had glimpsed him only once now, when the Alpha had presented her to his son, wishing him a happy birthday. Then she had been whisked away here, blindfolded and bound up, waiting for him. As his hands left her hair he stepped away, her ears picking up the soft sounds of his footsteps towards something before picked what she guessed was a mug up and drained it, the soft sounds of guzzling catching her sensitive ears.

The footsteps returned and his hands were on her face now tilting her chin, his lips coming down on hers. He tasted of alcohol, although Aeri had no idea which, never having tried it herself before. His body smelt of musk, but it did not repulse her. She was thankful for the tender touches, hopeful this prince would not be like the slaver's. They had done nothing but beat her, promising rape too if she was not sold quick enough. But they had left her a virgin, saying it would raise her price and it did.

The kiss only lasted until there was a knock on the door, pulling his attentions away. Her head moved with the sounds of him, listening intently as she licked the excess alcohol off her lips. The King, the Alpha of the clan, wanted to see his son. About what? Why did she care, it was not like it would effect her. Aeri listened as the door shut and once more locked, her arms aching from their position above her head. She could not see, so she could not judge what would come. All she could hear was his soft footsteps, and the sound of her own heart beating wildly.
 
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"My sweet, sweet Tati"

The crimson locked girl began, not taking into account that they were standing in the hall of her father's meager shop. They stocked various things, normally whatever her father's friend could find and what they could scavenge. It was a matter of luck mostly, and her father certainly never listened to her. They had found some stuff that had looked like it would sell for a pretty penny, but her father was an impatient man. Instead of sitting on an item and waiting, he sold it for quick profit. Some were powerful artifacts, others were gems, some were even legendary historical things, but her father didn't care. Whatever he could make, he was happy with. He was a fool. They all knew it. Their shop was the biggest joke in town.

"I appreciate it, but I'm not sure that's such a great idea..."

The girl said to her lover as she broke the gaze for a second. Sometimes, Aubrey wished her father was dead. Then he could make her own way in the world and she could do what she thought was right. She guaranteed that she would be out of the slums and the poverty she was in. All she needed was a big break. The news was still great news though. After all, it meant a place in the palace and it meant that they would be making more than they were now. Even still, it would plunge the kingdom into worse and worse debt. If her father had the job, with his habits, it certainly wouldn't boad well for anyone besides maybe him and his daughter. She wanted to keep a straight face for her friend, but she had the worst poker face. In truth, her father was pretty good at her job, but Aubrey had seen the other side of the story.

When she mentioned turning 18, Aubrey frowned. Tatiana was older than she was, and they both knew it was inevitable. Soon enough, her father would pick a mate for her, and she would be whisked away. Maybe to a kingdom far away, maybe they would come here. Either way, it didn't bring good news. Aubrey found herself in her own mind for a moment. She imagined Tatiana being taken on her wedding night, and the thought alone made her shiver. She imagined Tatiana putting her lips on someone else, and she imagined the bed and the room her and some prince would share, and the kids to keep the blood line running. All of it, nearly made Aubrey lose her lunch.

Turning back towards Tatiana, Aubrey thrust her lips upon her again, showing her just how much she didn't want that. For once, Aubrey wanted to have something that was hers, and only hers. She was the thing that she heald the most dear in this world, and Aubrey would lash out at anyone who tried to take Tati from her. She was spunky, and she knew her way around a knife. It was the one decent skill that her father had taught her. Sure, she knew some slight of hand stuff, and she knew how to barter, but the only skill that she was really thankful for was her knife skills. Besides Tatiana, her most prized possession was a knife carved out of an elk antler and craved magnificently and with great skill. She had found it when she was sorting goods one day, and she had been so interested, her father let her keep it.

The smaller girl's kisses were getting hungrier and more needy as her brain dwelled on Tatiana's words. Her eyes were closed as she just pushed Tatiana against the shelf in the hallway, as her hands wrapped around and found her plump rump. With a pretty hard squeeze, Aubrey made her intentions known. She didn't want to talk about the future. She didn't want to think where either of the two of them would end up. She just wanted to live in the know. Perhaps she was naive in this way. Instead of embracing the future dead on, she wanted to live in the past or in the now. She didn't want to grow up, she just wanted to be with her Tati.

As Aubrey became wrapped up in it, she pushed Tatiana against the shelf, giving her nowhere to go. Only giving her the option to accept her love. Her hands moved again, finding their way around her wrists and pinning those too against the shelf as well. Breaking the kiss, she opened her sapphire eyes, meeting Tatiana's once more. Her kissed moved down Tati's jawline before she met eyes with her once again.

"Don't ever leave."

It was the last thing she had said, but her voice was almost quivering. Almost childlike in many ways. She wasn't as smart as Tatiana, nor as articulate, but she was her own woman after all.

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The prince had never had a slave before, at least not one that he could do whatever he wanted to. Sure, there were servants and maids around, and he had done some unspeakable things to some of them, but they weren't there for that. Hell, he had even been scolded when one of the new maids was found dead in the dungeon. Everyone knew it had been him, and after he took what he wanted, he killed her. His father had given him a slap on the wrist and sent him on his way, and deep down he knew it was wrong. He did. He knew he shouldn't be killing off the servants, but at the same time, if he could get away with it, then why wouldn't he. Perhaps that's why his father had bought this new toy for him. To keep the maids safe, and to unleash his inner anger on.

In truth, he didn't know much about her. He didn't know where she had come from. There was no discernable crest tattoo'd on her. She didn't have anything that had any sort of marks or identification. He really didn't care too much though, just a fleeting query. Grabbing a leather collar, he strapped it around her neck.

"You are mine."

The man said as he made his way around her, eyeing her body, taking in all of her features. He breathed in her smell, he could hear her heart beating faster. She was afraid of him. A tag on her wrist displayed a scratchy "V" and the man didn't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out what that meant. He wasn't going to take it from her today though. No, he was going to enjoy it when he could finally pull the tag from her wrist. Still, his father needed him, so it would have to wait.

"You will stay in my room, and you will sleep in my bed. Welcome to your new life."

The man said, removing her cuffs and blindfold. Before standing up and making his way towards the door. Putting on a shirt and buttoning it only halfway, he glanced back towards her.

"I'll have the maids come and run you a bath, and get you some new clothes. Those are horrible."

He said finally before opening the door and heading out, leaving her to her own devices. She better hope that she would be there when he made his way back from his father's meeting. It took him only a moment to get down there, and he sat in the large front room with the roaring fireplace. Sitting down in the large armchair, his father stoked the fire for a moment. He was getting older, and a lot more frail. His time was running out, that was true.

"I've found you a bride. You will meet her when we send a delegation to their castle in a few months. It'll be a one month ride, so it may be a good time to bring your new present. I hear her name is Claerissa. She wasn't cheap, so treat her with respect."

His father said with a sigh. He knew his own son, and he was scared for her in some ways.

"I'll let you know when we are getting ready to head out."

He said as he dismissed his son. His father was probably the one of the only men that he had some actual respect for. That being said, he knew his father's time was soon...
 
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Tatiana was unaware of Aubrey's fathers bad habits. All she wanted was the best for her lover, "Please Aubrey, there's a fair shot he could have it. And if not him, than you. I only gave my father your family name after all. Just...consider it, for me."

Her eyes searched her lover's, looking for some hidden truth there, something to tell her what the redhead was thinking. What she didn't expect was the sudden kiss, the shelf biting into her back behind her as Aubrey pinned her. She was passionate and wild, and Tatiana kissed her back in earnest, just as hungry for her lips as she was for Tati's. As the kisses deepened she almost forgot to breath, wrapped up in her lover. Aubrey's hands explored down her sides to her ass, the only thing covering it being the dress she wore. Heavy clothing was unneeded with any werewolf, their body heat that of a wolf's, which was slightly warmer than a human. Some chose to wear more clothes, and some less. Tatiana had grown accustomed to her dresses, which kept her cool and agile.

Her mind turned back to Aubrey as her wrists were pinned, a soft groan leaving her lips, "You're fiesty today Aubrey. I love it."

She kissed her jawline, hearing her words and moving to kiss her nose, "Well I have to go sometime today, but I'll never leave you Aubrey. If we could, I'd run away with you. But I'm sure the guards can outrun two regular wolves any day."

She had never not traveled by foot, their wolf forms fast and strong. But even when she had traveled, the guard wolves had always seemed faster, scouting ahead and circling around them.

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His words only broke her heart further. She was his? She belonged to this prince now. And she had no choice, no say. At least he will allow me a bed to sleep on. The slaver's gave me a cold cave floor. These thoughts ran across her mind as she felt the cuffs come off and sighed, wringing her wrists. Next came the blindfold, making her blink even though it was only candlelight, having not seen light in what felt like days, but had probably only been hours.

"T-thank you," Aeri whispered as he stepped back and away, watching him pull a shirt on and head towards the door. He had a ruggedly handsome look about him. Tall, muscular, everything one would picture in a prince. Long blonde hair, almost as long as hers, and as he glanced back she glance into his light eyes, caught off guard by the intensity of his stare and his firm look.

She bowed her head as he left, waiting several minutes before lifting it and looking around. His bedroom was massive, with more empty space than was probably needed. Barefooted, she stepped lightly over to the bed, running her hands over the thick fur blankets. Had he hunted these himself, or made others acquire them? A lot could be said for a werewolf that hunted for himself, and one that ordered others to hunt.

"I will sleep here," she whispered, frowning, "This is my bed now. And...his."

Her skin crawled, the mere thought of being trapped under his body making her revulse. Caught up in her own thoughts, she hadn't heard the door open or someone come in until it slammed shut and she jumped, squealing loudly. Spinning, she came face to face with three women, all wearing clean white tunics that reached almost to their knees, held at their waists with small brown belts. Their hair was all done up in braids down the back of their necks, and to finish off their looks they all wore grey flats. These had to be the nurses.

"What is that horrible thing," one of them grimaced, "Did you sew random fabrics together?"

"Actually my slaver gave it to me before the King bought me," she snapped, crossing her arms, "I think maybe I should bathe myself."

They all shook their heads and ignored her, dragging her away to the bathroom attached to his bedroom for washing. Within the next half hour she was scrubbed clean, even under her nails and in her ears. Her hair was washed not once but twice, and the bath water had to be changed four times to get rid of the grime. it felt weird to her to be this clean, having grown up in the forest. When they were done they added oils to her water and honey, making her sit in it as they cut and trimmed her unruly hair and shaved her legs and armpits, priming her for the prince. While they were wolves by nature and in thier very soul, werewolves still maintained a level of hygiene and cleanliness.

After that they dried her off with thick white towels and then guided her back to the room, to a small table nestled in the corner with a pillow as a seat. On it was a small meal of stew and bread, with nothing else.

"Eat," one of them ordered pointingly, "here, with your status, even eating is seen as a luxury. If the prince wishes to keep you fed he will do so. So enjoy this."

Aeri sat down, naked and cold and ate, the maids watching her like Hawks. With her last spoonful they whisked the empty bowl away and made her stand once more, pushing her into the center of the room where she had been cuffed.

"Stay," they ordered in unison and left, knowing the prince would be back any second. Aeri played with her fingers, looking around at the decor, wishing she could escape this place but knowing she'd never run fast enough.
 
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The two had much different upbringings. Tatiana's full of responsibility and full of being proper. Aubrey focused on trying to squeeze by. Aubrey had known a much different life than her friend, and the fact that they were together was a little odd for the girl. It had been a chance meeting, and a fateful encounter, but even still the two were drawn together now. Aubrey didn't want to pick a mate, she didn't want a guy, she just wanted Aubrey. That much she knew. She mentioned her feistyness like she was suprised. She had known by now that Aubrey tended to be the more feisty between the two of them. Again, Aubrey figured it was because of her upbringing, but again, she was fairly taken aback by her comment.

"No."

The red haired girl said, holding back a pout. She didn't want her to leave. She only wanted to be with her lover. Everything seemed to go all fuck up when Tatiana left her, and she was afraid of what may happen. If she left, her father would find her a mate, and her father would come back soon. Then she would be reduced to figuring out what sort of things were in her own future. Sometimes she almost reverted back to a childish state when she was with Tatiana. She found herself being more immature than she was when she wasn't with her. With that, she broke the kiss and looked away for a moment, breaking the intense gaze that she had had with her. She hated thinking about Tatiana going. She hated it.

"I forbid it."

The girl squeeked out after a brief silence. She knew nothing she could say could force her to stay. Why couldn't they run away? The guards were stupid and weren't intuitive. Hell, Aubrey snuck into the palace more times than she could count. They didn't necessarily need to be faster, they just needed to be smarter and more cunning. Considering who her father had hired, it wouldn't be too tough. Aubrey shuddered to think what would happen if someone snuck in who had malicious intentions. What would happen to her sweet Tatiana? What would happen if something terrible befell the king? What would her own fate be?

She was smart, and she always tended to think a few steps ahead of everyone else. Of course, when she was with Tatiana, she felt as though she was able to be herself and let go a little bit. It was true love. She felt the most comfortable with Tatiana, even moreso than her own family.

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The sound of footsteps signalled his return. He had given the maids firm requests, and he had great faith that they would follow them to a tee. The head maid worked closely with his father, and his advisor, and they knew the kind of perfection the prince demanded. Not only with how his room was kept, but also with the way he demanded his personal property. With his father putting so much into her, he knew he must heed his wishes, well, it would at least do his best. There was no telling would would happen to his property if he really became invested in it. Opening the door slowly, he closed it behind him very quietly. His father had taught him the art of being stealth, and the art of being quiet. Sometimes the best information was best given from the proprietor's mouth. Torture worked to a degree, but it was rather barbaric. They were far beyond that at this point. They had so many ears in so many places, some kingdoms had learned to keep their mouths shut.

It forced their kingdom's hand a little bit, and it had forced them to be a little more cunning with their plans. Still they always found a way. Soldiers won battles, spies won wars.

"Sit."

He ordered before making his way towards a table in the corner of the room, he poured some more mead into two glasses before making his way towards her. Handing her a glass, he sat on the bed next to her, before adjusting himself against the headboard. His long strong arms reached out and pulled her into his lap, his arm wrapped around her waist, and the other holding the glass. Taking a sip, he enjoyed her company, her warmth, her scent for a brief moment before he swallowed. She was his company now, and while his future bride may not like her, she was certainly here to stay. It was a side that Prince Werner never knew he had, but holding her felt nice.

Leaning up towards her, he was unsure of the purpose. Why had his father bought a slave girl for her, when he was to be married? Maybe it was something to take his anger out on? Maybe she was supposed to serve almost as a buffer between his wife and him? After all, there were so many marriages of legend that ended up in worse wars than they had been forged to end. He didn't want to become legend, or did he? He still didn't understand what the marriage was for. They were stronger, they knew exactly what they were up against. Why?

Taking another sip of the mead, he put the glass on the end table, before grabbing the glass from his new slave. Pushing her top half down, he took a smell of her hair. Hot breath from his mouth falling on the back of her neck as he took in her scent in a deep breath. His maids had done well, just as he knew they would. Opening his mouth, he bit her shoulder. It wasn't necessarily hard, but it was hard enough to draw a little bit of blood from her. Licking up the stray drops of blood that began to run down her shoulder, he licked his lips a bit as he explored his property.

While his head was busy, so too were his hands. Running down the sides of her body. His maids had left her with no clothes, and eh would take his sweet time. One hand cupped her breast, and he pinched one of her nipples between his fingers. His mouth moved to her neck as he stuck his tongue out and lapped at it for a moment. Her skin had been so soft, and she seemed so delicate in front of him. He was a giant by some standards, and she was fairly small. His arms were easily able to reach exactly what they wanted to reach on her. Releasing her nipple, his hands started to move down her bare stomach and between her legs. Forcing them open, he ran his middle finger along her slit.

"Just how do I know you deserve that tag?"

The man mused to himself as he ran his middle finger along her nether for a moment. He was a little slower, but he was meticulous. He wanted to know exactly what he was in for and exactly what he was looking at.
 
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"Hey," Tatiana's voice was soft as Aubrey pulled her head away, her hand rising to cup her lover's face and bring it back, staring worriedly into her eyes, "What's wrong? What is that beautiful brain thinking my Aubrey?"

Her words had made no sense. Forbid what? Tatiana was unsure what Aubrey did not want of Tatiana. Was it the kissing? They had gone much further than kissing before. Tatiana had seen the beautiful body hidden under the furs, as had Aubrey seen what lay under the dresses. There were no secrets between them. Not after how long they had known each other.

"Talk to me Aubrey," she sighed, taking her hands as she leaned into the shelf, staring at the redhead, "Please."

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Upon hearing the approaching footsteps, Aeri had paled, her small body shaking as she stood near the bed, naked and afraid. The maids had left her, no one had given her clothes, and now he was approaching. She could smell him in the air, the scent getting stronger as he walked down the hall. When the doors opened she did her best not to jump, her wide grey eyes staring at him nervously.

"Sit."

It was an easy command, and her knees practically buckled underneath her as she sat down on the bed, hoping that would be alright. She wanted to pull her knees up to cover her body but she didn't, remaining stock still as only her eyes moved with him, wondering what was to come. Would he beat her now? Rape her and take her virginity? Instead he surprised her with a glass of mead, the smell so strong as she sniffed that it made her choke. All senses in a werewolf were heightened to that of wolves, scent being their strongest. And the scent of this alcohol was too strong for the young innocent girl who'd never smelt it before, gagging as she held the glass to her lips, not wanting to anger him. Aeri had never had alcohol before, being only sixteen. She took the tiniest sip and grimaced, making a face that looked rather adorable on her as she pulled the glass away.

"Thank you," she squeaked out, looking over to him. For a second she forgot herself, staring at his handsome body sprawled out on the bed. In any other circumstance this would be a dream for a girl. A wealthy prince, an Alpha to be, with a gorgeous body. She was sure plenty of girls drooled over the idea, she wouldn't be surprised if there were many in his clan. But she wasn't free like them. She hadn't chosen this, she had been forced.

Without expecting it he suddenly scooped her up by the waist and dragged her in, sitting her on his lap as he drank. Her eyes were wide as she held her tongue, staring at the mead in the glass, not wanting another sip. Fortunately he took the glass before he forced her to drink the rest, his attentions turning to her. And suddenly, she wished he'd go back to his drink, and ignore her. But instead he sat up and pushed her down into the bed, pining her there as his nose ran along her neck and into her hair. His hot breath ran along her skin, making it rise with goosebumps as she shivered. Her eyes squeezed shut, her heart pounding with what she feared was about to come. Yet at first his hands didn't move, only his mouth. His lips ran down to her shoulder and there he bit lightly, almost playfully, as his sharp teeth broke skin. She let out a squeak as he did, cutting it off short with a gritting of her teeth. Her body remained still and alert, feeling his tongue run down her soft tanned skin, licking the blood droplets as they fell. To her surprise it didn't feel horrible, neither the bite nor the licking, and it confused her as she wondered why she had liked it.

As his lips grew busy at their task, so did his hands as they began to roam. They ran along her sides the up her belly, one softly cupping a breast. She gasped as he did, her eyes remaining squeezed shut as he pinched her nipple between her fingers. No one had ever touched her this way, had ever grasped her breasts over fondled her body. It all felt new, and terrifying, and somehow...somehow pleasurable. She hated to admit it to herself, and bile filled her throat at the thought that she could even feel a sliver of enjoyment from this prince that owned her. Owned her. Like she was nothing more than an object.

So wrapped up in the fact he was cupping her breast, Aeri had forgot he'd been kissing and licking at her shoulder, suddenly feeling his tongue as he lapped at her neck, tasting the oil scented skin. She quivered at it, yet again confused about her mixed emotions as she lay under him, dwarfed by his size. She was a tiny girl, barely reaching five feet tall. Her mother had always said what she lacked in height she made up in beauty and brains. Not that it really had helped her in the end.

As his tongue continued to lap at her neck, she was highly aware when his hand released her breast and started roaming south, her body tensing as it dipped lower and lower. She squeezed her legs shut on instinct as his hand past her navel, fear creeping into her. However he was much bigger than her and with one hand alone he forced her legs back open, his hand slipping between, feeling giant and foriegn between her legs. Tears pricked her eyes as she held her breath, trying hard not to shake and upset the prince.

"Please," she begged, her voice no more than a whisper, "Please don't."

She felt one finger slide along there, touching a part of her body no one had ever touched before, not even Aeri except when she was bathing. Her whole body shuddered as his finger ran along her overly sensitive folds. It wasn't a shudder of pleasure or want. It was a shudder of fear and understanding of his clear intentions. Whether she wanted it or not, he would take what wasn't rightfully his. He would take her virginity, enjoy and use her body, and there was so little she could do.
 
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The girl tried her best to look away. She hated feeling vulnerable and she hated giving anyone any kind of perceived power over her. It was something she dealt with, even when she was with Tatiana. She had an easy time opening her personality up, but sometimes she found it much more difficult to put her fears and her thoughts into words. She was never much of a crier, but the thought of the future made tears start to form at the corner of her eyes. Blinking them away, he forced a smile on her face. It was half assed, but perhaps it would do. She could feel it coming, Aubrey could never keep secrets from Tatiana. Just her voice made Aubrey want to cave right then and there. Taking a breath, she tried to stay strong.

"I forbid you to leave."

She said finally.

"All the stuff you said was right. I don't want you to find a mate. I don't want to have to find one myself. Why can't we just run away?"

The words just starting to flow, and Aubrey was unsure she could stop them.

"You know your father is going to find you someone sooner rather than later, and then we'll be...."

The redhead stopped herself. She didn't want to say it. She didn't want it to be out in the open. She was frustrated, sad, and angry all at the same time. The future wouldn't bode well for either of them, that much was clear. Aubrey wasn't dumb, she understood that Tatiana's responsibility lie within the stone walls of the castle, but at the same time, she was hers. Thinking for a brief moment, Aubrey again threw herself at Tatiana, gripping her lover around the waist and burying her head in her chest. She felt needy, but everyone slipped up every now and again. When Tatiana was having a bad day, Aubrey would be there.

Doing what she could, she forced thoughts of the future out of her brain before he looked up at her friend. She was stronger than Tatiana, she lifted goods all day every day. Easily, she lifted up her friend before planting a passionate kiss on her lips. This time, closing her eyes and focusing on just Tatiana for a moment. She hated feeling needy, and she hated feeling vulnerable. She supposed she should live in the now, instead of just focusing on what was to come. Sometimes her brain got the best of her, but she would always find a way. Her tongue sliding into her lovers mouth as her feistyness returned once more. This time, her small hands tugged at Tatiana's dress. It was clear what she was looking for

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"I'm afraid I can't hear you."

The prince spoke as he began to feel her body start to react. He could feel her gasps. Her quivers. Her body wanted it, but her brain was still adjusting to the new environment. He understood, but it wasn't up to her. It was up to him. His kisses became a little more aggresive. He figured she should enjoy it now, he probably wouldn't always be this nice with her. He moved to the side of her tender neck. What started out as licking, turned into aggressive pecks, and soon turned into playful nips. Some were soft, almost ticklish, others were a little harder, barely enough to break the skin. Tasting iron in his mouth once more, his eyes seemed to glaze over as something else took hold of him. He loved the taste of blood, and he loved tasting fresh blood straight from the source.

Adjusting himself, the prince slid down against the headboard, pulling her into him. Her back pressed against his chest as his arms engulfed her and absorbed her against him. His middle finger pressed a little harder, breaking just the surface, but he took great care. He opened his mouth a little wider as he sank his teeth against her neck. Applying bits of pressure here and there. It wasn't a move for anything else but to show that she was his, and he would do what he wished. When he applied to most pressure against her flesh with his mouth, his middle finger slid into her nether fairly easily. Once inside, he began to feel around to a point. He wanted to know exactly what she was hiding between those tantalizing folds.

"This isn't going to work out well for you if you don't start enjoying yourself."

The man said into her ear before he added a second finger inside of her, then his thumb. He had been taught by one of his teachers a long while ago, about anatomy, and his father took great care to tell his teacher to teach him about certain things that would bode well for the prince. If he needed to seduce anyone in his line of work to stay alive or to please his wife for happiness sake, it was something that would benefit the prince. Thusly, he had learned all about women and what they wanted, at least to an extent. Aeri just happened to be the first that he experimented with.

"You know, I really have no need to do this to you. I could've just thrown you on your stomach and ravaged whatever I wanted to. All night. "

The man said as he started to thrust his two fingers in and out of her, his thumb searching for that certain spot to plant itself. Contrary to his outward appearance, however, his hands were a bit gentle. He took care in being articulate if need be.

"Hell, I could have just held you down by your throat and made sure that you didn't have that little tag anymore."

With his free hand, he jostled the tag on her wrist.

"Would you have liked that more?"

At a certain point, Prince Werner figured he would just be talking to himself. He wanted to get her out of her comfort zone, which by all accounts she already was. She wasn't going to be any fun just being a warm body he could fuck whenever he wanted. Sure, it would be fun for awhile, but he wanted to at least have some challenge and something new. Perhaps this is where her training began. That was the part of the fun of getting a virgin slave, the training and molding them into exactly what you needed them to be. His fingers began to pick up speed, and her body's natural reactions made sliding his fingers in and out of her a litte easier than before. His free hand moving back to her nipple and giving it another hard squeeze, before making it's way to her head and forcing her to look at him while he fingered her.

Adjusting, he kissed her once more, this time a little harder. His size made it easier for him to put his tongue in her mouth, almost shoving it down her throat. He was in complete control, and he loved it.
 
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Aubrey was cute. Her small order did not surprise Tatiana, but the princess did find it adorable. Without onlookers, Tatiana didn't mind Aubrey's honesty. She actually reveled in it. If her father had been in the room though, Aubrey's life would be at stake. There were few rules in the clan, but they were important and upheld by almost all clans. Breaking those rules meant death. And one of those very rules was wolves could not demand or order any Alpha or Alphaborn. It meant her father's word was law, and no one could attest him. Except Tatiana, who as an Alphaborn surpassed that rule. But Aubrey did not.

There were other rules of course, all to keep the balance and equality in the clan. Tatiana knew them all like the back of her hand, having being taught them many times over as she grew up in the palace. Now they rang in her head loudly, reminding her she needed to protect her little redhead. Her beautiful Aubrey, who was sprouting a plot of running away together. For one, Aubrey and her would be seen as deserters and no clan would take either of them in. They would lose their packs. More so, Tatiana would be seen as an enemy to the clan for deserting her post and family, and they'd be hunted down and executed. It was no life to live, always running, always scared. Aubrey deserved better.

"Aubrey we-" her words were cut as Aubrey's lips crashed back into hers, cutting off all thought and reason. Her lips opened as she invited her tongue in, swirling it around with Tati's, her throat humming at the taste of her. Small hands tugged at her dress and Tatiana stepped closer, diminishing the space between them so Aubrey could tug at the strings of her dress at the back, which would loosen enough to just slide down her body. Her own hands tugged at Aubrey's furs, wanting her as much as the redhead wanted her princess.

"I want you," she groaned into her lips, kissing her hungrily.

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Claerissa was powerless to stop him. He had her in his grasp, and there was no amount of squirming or wiggling that would free her. Her eyes remained squeezed shut as she felt every second of his touchings, hyperaware of his finger below. She wanted to cry, to scream. But that would only get her in trouble. And she did not want another beating.

"Please," she whispered, his lips peppering her neck with kisses and nips. She did not mind his lips, but his fingers were what scared her. No one had touched her like this in her life. No one was suppose to till her eighteenth when she wed. Those hopes had died though when her clan did. She was a victim of the war, a slave to the new clan. To the prince. And she knew no amount of pleading would stop this. He owned her body. But she promised herself he would not take her mind too.

He shifted, pulling her to him as his back slide down the headboard and her back pushed into his chest. Now she could stare at the ceiling, noticing the mural painted above. Wolves fighting wolves. Aeri did her best to focus on it, rather than the fear bubbling up within her. It was no easy task as his teeth sank in and suddenly his middle finger did too, making her cry out a little. It felt foreign and strange as he wiggled his finger inside her, and she tensed. This was not how she wanted it. His teeth dug in too, breaking the skin a tad more viciously, an old wolf tradition of branding and claiming.When a wolf bit a wolf's neck and held it, it meant they were claiming them as their own, as their mate. It was normally a statement between lovers, but here it had a much different connotation to Aeri. He was claiming her, not as a mate but as property. As his to fuck and tease as much as he wished. Her body was his to play with, nothing more.

At least he was gentle. His words did nothing to soothe her, and his expectation of her to like it seemed like a tall order for the young wolf. How could she like this, when she had no say? Was it not enough that she wasn't fighting him, that she lay in his lap without squirming? With how small she was his body easily dwarfed hers, making it impossible to move with his arms around her. Her ass pressed into his groin as he slid more fingers into her, and her bottom lip shook, fighting back the urge to cry. She would not let him see the tears. She would not look weak to him.

His next words hit her hard, but made her think. Would it have been easier? It would have been easier to hate him had he done so. Don't let him into your head. He's playing mind games. Don't listen Aeri, don't listen. He just wants you to be willing.

Biting her lip she said nothing, feeling him began to move his fingers in and out, swirling them around. What was he gaining out of this? Did he want her to enjoy him taking her body against her will? She shook faintly, not from want but from the effort it took to not cry or scream, or cause any fuss. Things went easier when she complied. At least he was gentle, she could give him that.

His hands picked up more speed, as she fought back the soft gasp in her throat at the feel of it. It didn't feel...bad. If it wasn't being forced on her Aeri might actually like it. But she wouldn't let how it felt cloud her judgement. No, she couldn't. So focused on fighting her own emotions, Aeri hadn't been aware of his other hand until it pinched her nipple, surprising her. The small pleasure-filled gasp left her throat, and her eyes popped open, cursing internally at herself. His hand continued up to her neck, then to her jaw, turning her head and forcing Aeri to look him in the eyes. The young girl didn't dare look away or close them, knowing that would only infuriate him, and at the moment his movements were gentle, not abrasive.

His lips set to hers again, this time a little rougher. She remained still, neither giving in nor pulling away as she lay trapped against him. His tongue suddenly forced itself into her mouth and her eyes widened a little more, feeling it tickle the back of her throat as she gagged, her own tongue swirling around his, unsure of where to put it. He had all the control, and Aeri could do nothing but obey.
 
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In Aubrey's mind, not having a pack wasn't too big of a deal honestly. There were plenty of stray wolves around, and for the most part, if they left society alone, they too would be left alone. At the same time, she wasn't nearly as important as her lover. She wasn't a princess from one of the three most powerful kingdoms in the world. In fact, she wasn't much of anything beyond a wolf just trying to get by. There was a fair amount of disparity between the first most powerful and the rest, as well as a bit of disparity between the second and the third. She thought their pack came in at number two or so. Aubrey had actually been to all three kingdoms, and in her humble opinion, the one they lived in was much nicer. She was well aware of the rules that society dictated, but part of her simply didn't care.

When Tatiana stepped into her, she easily pulled the strings and watched the dress simply melt away. Standing before her was one of the most pleasing sights in the world in her mind. She took a moment to take it in one more time before she stepped back, breaking the kiss almost begrudgingly. Aubrey liked going to the castle much more than meeting her here. Not only was the castle fun to sneak in and out of, but Tatiana's bed was so much softer than anything she had here. Normally while they were here, they collapsed onto a pile of rags or clothes, anything but the cold, hard, stone ground. Pulling on the leather strap that held what was essentially a fur robe closed, she too let it fall to the ground.

In some sense, Aubrey had always been jealous of Tatiana, but not for her status. Her body was much more tan, and she had many more curves than she did. It was truly something that most any woman would crave or seek. Aubrey's body on the other hand was smaller and more frail. Her ribs were clearly visible underneath her skin, and her skin was much more pale. She didn't take much time to dwell on it though, instead, she just wrapped her arms around her lover once more, pushing her smaller breasts into Tatiana's. With a little bit of a hop, she jumped and latched onto her friend. Though she was small, but she was fairly stong just the same. Clinging onto Tatiana, she just wanted to touch her with as much of her body as she could.

Today, Aubrey decided, Tatiana could decide where they lay. It didn't matter to Aubrey, she just loved being in Tatiana's presence.

"Well don't you fret, I'm all yours."

Aubrey whispered into Tatiana's ear before she connected her lips to her lover's once more. Biting down on her bottom lip, she held it for a moment before she closed her eyes once more.

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For a moment, the Prince wondered just how much the younger girl could take. He wasn't exactly sure how old she was, but she didn't look a lick over eighteen. His fingers sawed in and out of her, his jaw let go of her throat. His fingers began to pick up speed, the sound of contact mixed with a little bit of moisure filled the room as he breathed in through his nose. Closing his eyes, he let go of her nipple before wrapping it around her waist. Adjusting to get a little bit more leverage. His brow started to bead with sweat, it wasn't exactly fun work, but it was what he had wanted nonetheless. He wasn't exactly sure of the intention, but he was sure it would be good for what they would become. Hell, why didn't he just hold her down by the throat and take what was his? The idea was becoming more and more appealing.

No. He wouldn't He was in for the long haul, regardless of what that meant for them. He didn't expect her to love every minute of what he was doing to her, but he was confident her body would betray him soon. If she was going to learn to be his, she would need to take the good with the bad. The rough with the gentle. He was feeling particularly gentle as of now, but maybe he'd show her a little of both.

With his free hand, he moved it from her waist and to her neck. He took a moment to caress the side of it, before he wrapped his long fingers around them. He was strong enough to break bones with a single grip, and he would have to be careful not to bring a dead slave back to his father. He started applying a little bit of pressure, enough to make her breathing a little strained. He would squeeze harder and harder, maybe a little bit out of frustration from her opposition. Even still, he was sure he would prevail. Finally breaking off the kiss so that he could breathe, he squeezed just a little harder still, being careful and mindful of his grip on her. Both hands worked almost in unison with each other as he watched her face and gauged her reaction before releasing her throat finally.

For the prince, he couldn't fathom what she was thinking at the moment. She was in a new place, and she was being molested and touched like she was a piece of meat. Had the prince any empathy, he could maybe sympathize with her, but the prince had none. He had never been in a submissive position, and he would likely never find himself in a submissive position either. He would much rather be dead than bend to someone else's will. He was headstrong, body strong, and when his mind was made up, he normally fought to get what he wanted. Granted, sometimes he had to work a little harder than others, but the prince did revel in a good fight.

There was nothing else for him to say, and he tried his best not to get frustrated. He was maintaining the same pace, and his the muscles in his arm were starting to burn a little bit. He wouldn't be able to go much longer before his arm would be dead or he got too frustrated. Either way, whichever came first would put an end to this madness. If she wasn't going to give in, fine, what did the prince care? Her mind and her body was his.
 
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Tati had a gorgeous body. Perfect curved, neither too small nor too large, and they were all for Aubrey. As her lover's clothing dropped Tatiana groaned drinking in the sight of her.

"How many times can I say your beautiful," she hummed, kissing her passionately as Aubrey jumped into her arms. Without warning she carried the girl to the counter, placing her bare ass on the cold wood as their lips continued to crash into each other. Her hands roamed, starting at Aubrey's neck and working down, stroking her arms and her sides then up to her breasts, cupping them and squeezing them gently.

"I want you," Tatiana moaned, her body filled with lust.

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Claerissa sighed in relief as his fingers finished torturing her nipple, but it was only for a second. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist as his other hand increased in speed, her body betraying her as it grew wet from his attentions. She wanted to look away, to wiggle free but she kept still, her eyes trapped by his. She felt his hand crawl up and snake around her neck, slowly closing in as gently choked her, not hard enough to cut off her breathing, but enough to make her work harder to take in air. But it was no easy task, as his lips were still on hers, forcing her to breath through her nose. It frightened her that she could barely breath, that perhaps he would enjoy killing her after he had his way with her body. As his lips pulled away she sucked in air but he squeezed harder, cutting it off a little more. Her eyes bulged as his fingers dove in and out of her.

She wanted to hate him for this. She wanted to find no pleasure in his actions. She closed her eyes, no longer able to see him. His fingers closed as she let out her breath, but it came out softer and longer, almost like a moan. No... she didn't like this. She couldn't like him doing this. She fought the thoughts racing through her head, highly aware of his hand on her neck.
 
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The red haired woman squirmed underneath her lover. Her heart was starting to beat faster and faster. The coldness from the counter burned into her flesh. The girl adjusted for a moment, her skin sticking to the cold surface. Getting herself a little more comfortable, he let out a soft exhale as she felt familiar hands on her body. A wide smile on her face, she reached up and pulled Tatiana's head closer to her. Kissing her and biting Tati's bottom lip, she tried sitting up and adjusting her position once more.

"Well quit talking about it and take me then. I'm all yours."

Aubrey said, a fire in her voice and a flare in her eyes. Her hands were busy too. As far as her arms could reach, she ran them down Tatiana's sides before pulling her friend into her. Her legs, clinging for dear life around her waist. They always played this kind of game, and when she was ready, she would spring into action. Nothing made her feel more powerful than having the princess on her back, calling her name and squirming in pleasure.

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Killing her would never be the intent, but again, sometimes he underestimated his own strength. Giving one more good hearty squeeze to her neck, he adjusted himself once more. Unfastening his pants and letting them fall open, he released his member finally. It was already swelled with blood, and it pressed against the small of her back as his fingers continued to saw and work inside of her. Finally, he had had a breakthrough. There was only so long he knew she'd be able to handle before she would cave. After all, she was still a living being. Her body would betray her further, and whether or not she wanted, her body and her mind would begin to crave her touch. Still, he wanted to save the tag for a special occasion, but they didn't mean he wouldn't get satisfied. There were other means for him to test his new slave out.

After a moment, he removed his fingers from her, and nearly forced them into her mouth. He forced her to taste herself, taste her own juices before he continued.

"Now, you are going to have to work for me."

His heavy voice said before his hands moved underneath her. She was easy enough to move, what with her size and all, and he lifted her up while adjusting his own body. When he was ready, he positioned the head of his cock outside of her asshole before nearly letting go. The pressure behind his cock coming into contact with her brown eye, he worked to try and get it inside of her. God damn, she was so tight. Letting out a groan of pleasure, he knew it was likely going to hurt her. It was a risk he was willing to take though, if this didn't work, he would have to try something else.
 
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Tatia moaned into her lips, pressing her bare breasts into Aubrey's. Her little redhead challenged her and she grinned, brushing her lips down her jaw to her neck. Her sharp canines grazed the soft flesh there, nibbling at it. Since she was born her teeth had been wolf-like, always sharp to a point. Not all werewolves were born with it, but Tatiana was. It was as common and accepted as being left handed. Kissing and licking up to her ear she nibbled on the lobe and sighed, "You smell amazing baby."

She kissed down to her shoulder then without pause she bit in, breaking the skin softly as she suckled at it, creating a small bloody bruise that she licked clean, humming low in her throat as the blood sank to her stomach.

"Mmmm," she moaned, her nipples hard and the smell of her wet sex poignant, "Aubrey."

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As he unbuttoned she flinched, expecting him to take her virginity now. But he didn't. He continued to finger her, his fingers making sloppy wet noises that betrayed her thoughts, showing that she was liking it as much as she hated to admit it. But when he moved her and started to press her down, his tip pushing against her rosebud.

"No!" she cried out, squirming hard as she shook her head, tears streaming, "No please, not this. Anything, anything else. I'll...I'll cooperate. Please not back there! Please...m-master."
 
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Aubrey let out a little moan when she bit into her and broke the skin. Tatiana always like that sort of stuff, and lucky enough for her, she healed rather quickly. As Tatiana's tongue ran over the fresh wound, it stung, but she liked it too. The foreplay was making Aubrey wet as well. She was starting to get frustrated, her body craving release. When Tatiana was ontop of her, she moved a little towards her. She wasn't exactly pinned, but there was quite a bit of contact between the two of them. Aubrey was unsure what to do with her hands. She couldn't reach anything she had wanted to, but she felt like he needed to do something. Her hands found Tatiana's and he interlocked their fingers. The smaller girl squirmed again. She wouldn't be able to last much longer, soon she would spring into action.

"Tati. I. . . I love you."

Aubrey said under her breath. She hated using the dreaded "L" word, but she found herself using it more and more recently. It was the only way to actually describe how she was feeling.

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"I do apologize."

The prince said softly. His forearm pushing her top half into the bed even further. Using his other arm, he positioned himself outside of her. Slowly, he pushed the head of his member into her ass. He strained as he watched another inch disappear into her her. Stopping, he pulled out and tried putting more into her again. He knew he would have to work his way in, but he was committed to making her exactly as he needed. Inch by inch, he worked his cock into her, letting out loud groans almost every time. He was sure those walking past his room could hear her and hear them, but it wasn't really any of their concern. The time for cooperation was over, and besides, she had to cooperate. It wasn't as though she had had a choice.

Putting his hand on the back of her neck, almost using that as leverage to enter her, he finally pushed his cock fully into her ass. Holding it for a moment, his wiped his brow. It had been hard work getting it inside of her, and he was going use it as he wanted. His hips began to pump as he pulled his cock in and out of her. With his hands free, he grabbed her arms and pulled them so her top half was hovering above the bed. His hips crashed into hers as he began to fuck her ass, letting out groans of pleasure
 
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"I love you too," she sighed, squeezing her hands as she moved back to kiss her, "I do my Aubrey, I truly do."

Her eyes remained close even as she spoke, her lips like fire on her lover's. She still had Aubrey on the counter, her legs wrapped around Tati's waist as she stood there, pressing into Aubrey, moaning as their bodies molded to each other. She wanted more but she waited with a grin on her lips, knowing Aubrey's desire would soon get the better of her and she would launch off, throwing Tatiana down and ravaging her. The princess loved this game, and so she would wait as she had done countless times, teasing her with her lips.

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Aeri let out a series of pleads and cries as he ignored her, pressing her head down into the bed and pushing in. The pressure was too much and she could not, would not hold back. She let out a scream, half muffled by the bed as tears streaked her flushed face, sobbing into his fur blankets. She screamed each time he pushed in a little more, shaking and squirming, wanting to be free of him.

"You're not sorry!" she cried, "You're a monster! I hate you! I hate you! I hope you die! You worthless pig! I'll tell everyone you like young girls you sick fuck! Let me go! Let me go!"

She knew these words were enough to sign her execution. She was calling the prince names, trying to infuriate him. Death seemed like a better option than this. Her body shook as she sobbed, drool growing at the side of her mouth as she sniffled and cried, shrieking again and again as he plunged. When he was finally all the way in he stopped and Aeri body went limp. She felt broken. Tainted. As worthless as she believed he was. No woman would ever love this man. How could they?

"Kill me," she whimpered as he lifted her, knowing her nightmare was far from over, "Kill me please."
 
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What Tatianna was doing was working. The redhead was starting to get more and more frustrated by the situation. Gyrating her hips, Aubrey began rubbing her nether into her lover, trying to convey exactly what she had wanted. Of course, Tati was playing this game, and the game always ended up the same. Letting out another groan of frustration Aubrey threw her head back. Squirming a little bit more, desperately trying to get out from between her lover and the counter.

Nothing ever got done when she was the one on her back.

When she was finally able to get out, her legs unwrapped from Tati's hips. She was a quick girl, not quite the strongest, but much quicker than most. Turning her lover around, she flipped the script before pushing Tatiana on her back on the cold counter. Climbing ontop of her, her hands were a little more active, roaming her body, before rubbing her inner thigh.

"Why do you take so long. I need you now."

The girl said, more under her breath, but audibly enough for Tati to hear her.


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The prince had expected a similar reaction, and as he pumped his well endowed cock in and out of her ass, he almost ignored the pleas and the cries. He knew what she was going for, and he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction. She was a lot of money, there were plenty of other women he could fuck and then kill, but not her. She was his, and she would be doomed to this fate for the foreseeable future.

Her top half was still suspended, and for a moment, he pulled her head off the bed.

"I can't hear you, why don't you put your back into it?"

He said as he taunted her. He just wanted to show her that her cries would fall on mostly deaf ears. No one in their mind would barge into the room to try and stope him. He was a cruel man, and as he taunted her, he used his new leverage to crash his hips into hers a little harder and with a little more vigor.

"You are a slave, you are nothing. No one will help you, and I will not hesitate to take what I want from you. Remember, you are nothing but dirt underneath my shoe. Your clan was worthless, and you are too."

The prince said between thrusts. A bit of poison in his tone, and some sting behind his words. He knew her position, she knew her position, and they would leave it at that.

"Now, shut the fuck up and take you fucking like a good little slave."
 
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Tati squealed as her lover switched the roles, shoving her back and onto the counter as her lover crawled up. Tatiana groaned, arching her back a little as Aubrey touched her, "Baby, I need you now too. I was waiting for this. Take me. Please. I love you."

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Aeri let out helpless screams, but no one came. He taunted her, and continued to drive into her as she screamed and cried, but no one came. No one seemed to care. The truth of his words only broke her heart further as he whittled her down to nothing, and it felt like he was taking everything from her. She continued to cry out but the screams stopped as she just sobbed, crying as her mind whirled and she tried to ignore what he was doing, tried not to think about it and find anything else to think about.

Count the tiles. Count the furs in the blanket. Think...don't think about him...ignore him...don't...don't think about how he is hurting you...
 
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With graceful movements, taking great care not to hurt Tatiana, Aubrey flipped around so her head was towards Tatiana's feet. Swinging her leg over Tatiana's body, she sat on her friend's chest as she leaned down and began kissing down Tati's toned stomach. If her friend was going to tease her, than she was going to have some fun as well. Besides, it had been so long since she had tasted Tati's flower. Leaning down, she trailed kissed from Tati's belly button to her hips and her thighs. Making her way inward, she forced Tati's legs open a little bit before she kissed her other set of lips. A small pink tongue poked out of her mouth as she began to make longer and more drawn out movements.

"I can make you wait too."

The girl said meekly before she began to poke her tongue into Tati's sex. If she wanted to play this game, Aubrey could certainly oblige.

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When her screams stopped, the prince was honestly a little disappointed with her lack in fight. Continuing to pump into her, watching as inch after inch of his cock disappeared into her before coming back out, he let go of her arms. Reaching out, he grabbed a handful of hair, he pulled up and leaned down to bring her ear close to his mouth.

"Was that all the bark you had? No wonder your kingdom was crushed so easily. I wonder what my men did to your poor mother."

He snarled before pushing her head away from him. Slowly his hips picked up steam. Crushing his hips into hers harder and harder. For a moment, it became much more about dominance than actual pleasure for him. He wanted to savor this moment, he wanted her to know just how she was going to be treated. His hands gripped at her hips, holding them in place so he could continue to slam his cock into her ass. Letting out a groan, he began picking up speed as he grew closer to his climax. That was all that mattered now.
 
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Tatiana wiggled as Aubrey sat down on her chest, her hard nipples pressing into her lover's bare ass. Her kisses made her groan with excitement as as her lips moved lower her breath hitched.

"Please baby," she moaned in time for Aubrey's tongue to gently flicker out, "Oh god...oh god Aubrey..."

She bucked her hips a little and moaned louder as her tongue slipped in deeper, swirling in her sex, "Ooooh."

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She continued to sob, but there was no more energy in her to scream. It didn't seem to help. No one was coming to her aid and he only seemed to enjoy it more when she tried. Instead she went limp, tears streaming down her face as he grabbed a handful of her hair as yanked it back, sneering at her. She couldn't even get the words out of the thought of her mother. She had watched them beat and torture her to death. At least she had been spared from seeing her daughter raped like this.

"Just kill me," she whimpered, as he thrusted her head back into the bed, and continued his violent thrusts into her, her arms aching from being pinned.
 
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Aubrey swirled her tongue into her, flicking it against her clit in great detail, leaving no part without attention. Her tongue was soft against Tati's velvet, and her hips started to move back and forth, running her own pussy against Tati's body. She too wanted some kind of stimulation, and any contact from her lover was enough for her at the moment. Sucking on her Tati's clit for a moment, she added a finger to help aid her. Just hearing Tati underneath her gave her reason enough to continue.

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After one more thrust, the man gripped her hips and after one last thrust, he came insider his new slave for likely the first time of many. Letting out a groan, he gripped a little harder when his climax finished. Pulling out, he cleaned his cock off on her ass before he let go of her. Standing up, he made his way towards the door, opening it and asking the maid for something. Coming back in and closing the door behind him, he pulled her hair and flipped her on her back. Attaching some leather cuffs on her wrists, he couldn't afford her hurting herself. The cuffs were connected by a metal bar, keeping her wrists and equal distance from each other. After that, he attached another ornate leather collar with a chain attached to it. Putting it around her neck, he smiled. "I can't have you hurting yourself my dear girl."

With that, he made his way back towards the table in the room, pouring himself another glass of the fine mead. Sitting down, he felt so relaxed, taking in the sight of her on the bed with his cum dribbling around her ass. Breathing in a satisfied sigh, he sat back, his eyes burning holes into her.
 
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Tatiana groaned and cooed at the feel of Aubrey's lips and tongue. Her own breasts swelled slightly and she raised them into Aubrey's ass as her back arched in pleasure, grinding them into Aubrey as she did so. When her finger swirled in and dipped inside she let out a louder moan, her toes curling at the pleasure building.

"You spoil me!" she purred, her hands running down and back up Aubrey's back and into her hair, "Oh baby, don't stop."

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Aeri felt defiled; disgusting. As he heaved his final thrust and emptied his seed in her she let out a bubbling sob, feeling used and broken by this wicked man. He was no prince in her mind, just a perverted jerk who liked them young. She wanted to yell that at him but her words seemed to mean nothing to him, and she more felt like dying at this particular moment, then to try and fight the monster leaning over her.

As he pulled out he wiped himself off on her and she let out another sad cry, his final action disgracing her further. She wanted to bath in a searing hot bath to rid the feeling of grossness but she couldn't even stand, let alone move. She was too afraid, too broken. She lay there, weepy eyed and waiting as he walked away. She didn't even pay attention to where he might have gone. When he returned she felt the cuffs on her wrists but she just lay there lifeless, giving him no satisfaction as he cuffed and collared her, hearing his words like a slap in his face. He denied her of death too? More tears spilled out, as the realization that this nightmare would never end. He had lulled her into liking something and then raped and abused her. How many more times would he trick her in lowering her guard before taking her as he wished?
 
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When she heard her lover's reaction, Aubrey began to lap at her with a little more intensity. She continued to slurp at her, and she added another finger. With her tongue, she focused on her clit, and her two fingers sawed in and out of her with an increasing pace. The windows in the shop had been blocked, after being broken from a deal gone wrong a little while ago. They hadn't had enough money to get the window fixed, but it added a little more privacy to the situation. Grinding her hips against the girl once more, the moans and coos from her lover were getting her much wetter than she had been before. She couldn't wait for her turn, and she knew exactly how to get it. All in due time..

Her eyes closed, and she just enjoyed the taste of her lover and the moment.
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Standing once more, from where he was sitting, he made his way towards the door. He had other princely duties to attend to. Making his way back towards the door, he motioned for one of the maids to come into the room and attend to her. Once she had come in, he had made his way out, on his way for something else.. It was clear that he couldn't trust her, and it was for her own safety at this point. Making his way down the hall, he would meet with his father once more in order to try and figure out when they were leaving. He knew it was pretty soon, and he needed to figure out what he needed to pack. After all, he was to be married to a princess. Everything was starting to move rather quickly.

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Coming into the room, Maggie was the oldest of the maids. She was also the one that tended to comfort the other maids when it came to the prince's cruelty. She was a broken woman, walking slowly and with the aid of a cane. Sitting on the bed, she frowned at the state the prince had left her new slave in. Shaking her head, she pulled Aeri into an embrace against her busom, a warm hand running over her hair as she tried to comfort her. Trying to shush her, Maggie did what she could. Aeri would have to learn to trust others around the prince, they also knew how he could be.

"Let it out child. You will only harm yourself bottling it it. Mother Maggie is here for you." She said in a soft voice. Taking off her own cloak, she wrapped it around Aeri, covering up what she could before she ran another comforting hand down her head. Of course, she wouldn't pass any judgement, she was just a shoulder to cry on at this point
 
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Tatiana cried out louder as yet another finger was added. The pressure heightened within her and with it came another wave of pleasure, as Aubrey built her higher and higher towards her first of hopefully many orgasms. The princess moaned as she writhed and bucked with the fingers, Aubrey's tongue and lips against her clit only making it better.

"Baby I...I..." she wanted to warn her but it hit her like a surge and she screamed out Aubrey's name as her climax hit hard, unravelling within her as every inch of her was washed over with pleasure. Her juices not only soaked Aubrey's fingers but spilled out, wetting Aubrey's lips and tongue as the princess gasped for air, her body tense with the effort. Finally she relaxed as the feeling began to ebb away, but she wanted more, so much more.

"Oh god baby," she moaned, her hands reaching up and gripping Aubrey's hips, "Your turn to cum all over my mouth."

She gripped the hips harder and with a strength unbefitting her size she yanked Aubrey back towards her face, sitting her down so that her lips rested on Aubrey's sex, while Aubrey still remained bent over her body and with easy access to Tatia's sex. The princess' tongue flickered out and ran along her nether lips, playing with her clit. She suckled on it and teased it with her teeth, wanting to ramp up Aubrey before her tongue would slip in and began to delicious fuck those tight walls.

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Aeri watched him leave through weeping eyes, happy he was gone for a time. Her body laid curled and used on his bed, her neck collared and her wrists cuffed so she could not try and kill herself. It only hurt her worse, since that was exactly what she wanted to do. As the older lady came in and sat down, Aeri stiffened, her tears still falling as she feared this woman might hurt her too. Instead she pulled Claerissa up and into her embrace, making the sixteen year old girl cry even harder.

"He...he...raped...me..." she sobbed, watching to clutch the woman but unable to with her binds, "I want...to...to...die..."

She had never been with a man before this. Never touched one, never even kissed one. He had stolen all the little things she had been excited for in her first boyfriend, had she ever got one. The hand-holding, the first kiss. Gone and gone. The comfort and warmth of their embrace...gone. Things her mother had told her she would love were now tainted by this prince, who had used them only to further wet himself. Had she known it would have been this horrid upon being sold, she would have killed herself during the war...and saved her soul a lot of anguish. And the thought that he had barely begun, that there were worse things he could do, it shattered her already broken heart, throwing her deeper into the depression that had its cold grip on her soul.

"Help...me..." she begged, crying and sneezing, "Please."
 
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The girl let out a suprised yipe when she was gripped and pulled back towards her friend and lover. Aubrey had been licking off her fingers, and licking her lips, so the motion took her by surprise. She hadn't quite been done lapping up the delicious juices that Tati had just secreted. Gripping her hands into fists, she fought back a moan for a moment. Moving her hips back and forth, she ground her nether into the new intrusion. The woman underneath her was making it harder for Aubrey to concentrate on the task at hand.

"T... Tati..."

The woman let out a soft moan this time. Her eyes closed, and she sat up for just a moment. She took a moment to feel Tatiana in her sensitive folds. She was so skilled, and she knew exactly what made her grind her teeth. Her breathing became slow, as Aubrey leaned down to finish what she had started. Her tongue slid out once more as she started to lap up her friend. She adjusted a little bit to try and get better access to her friend. Aubrey always paid attention to detail.

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"I know, I know."

The older woman said before she produced a key from around her wrist. She always had the master key, and she was well aware of the prince's tendencies. She pulled a handkerchief out of her pocket before she wiped Claerissa's eyes and her nose. Unbuckling one of the cuffs, she pulled it open and pulled Aeri into another embrace. If this was going to work, Maggie knew she was going to have these sorts of sessions over the span of their relationship. Maggie searched her mind to try and find the best way to comfort her. She patted her head and stroked her hair once more. It broke her heart seeing the way the prince had completely broken the young girl. She knew part of it was on his father as well, but, she wasn't really in any position to argue.

"I'll do what I can child, but if the prince catches me..."

The woman trailed off for a moment before she glanced away.

"I promise to my last days, I will get you out of here. It's the least I could do for your father."

Maggie said as she let out a heaving sigh. She had known her father quite well, and it was a matter of a favor. Maggie would make good on her promise.
 
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Tatiana moaned and wiggled for her lover, her movements moving in rhythm with Aubrey's. As Aubrey's tongue moved, so did Tati's, the two pleasuring one another in perfect harmony. Often Tati would moan into her lover's sex, enjoying a certain feel. Slowly but surely her pleasure grew until it was almost too much.

"Aubrey!" she cried out suddenly, as her climax gripped her viciously. She moaned and cried out loudly as it rocked her, pleasure washing over every inch of her body.

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Aeri was more than thankful as Maggie unlocked one of her cuffs, letting the girl hug her easier, but also flex her wrist, it already being stiff after only a few minutes. She continued to cry, but Maggie's soothing voice and reassurences were calming and quietening her.

"You..." she sniffled, "You knew my father?"
 
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