Dear Immortal Tyrant

Warning: The following contains mature contents.

"Just be myself?" Kade repeated her words, testing it on his tongue.

Lina didn't respond. She simply glanced to the floor. She wore an aloof expression. Her lashes fluttered.

Lina's silence only made him want her more. Kade wanted to hear her voice, dripping with sweetness. If she wouldn't talk, he'd just taste her mouth instead.

Kade bent and kissed her. Lina stiffened, but his arms slithered around her waist. He tilted her chin up, deepening the kiss. He took it sweet and slow, angling her head.

Lina's hands trembled on his chest, for she knew what he wanted. It had been far too long. Her body was agreeing with his actions. She felt her skin grow hot.

"Fuck," Kade cursed against her wet lips.

Kade's voice was hoarse and deep. He captured her mouth again. This time, he licked at her lips until she readily parted them. He took her tongue in his mouth, softly suckling on it. Kade stole her breath away, keeping her in his arms.

Lina was breathless, her head growing dizzy. He pulled away and she collapsed against his hard chest. She panted, touching her bruised lips.

"Uhm…" Priscilla mumbled, her face heated from their passion.

Priscilla had never seen something so erotic. A strange warmth burned in between her thighs.

Kade shot her a warning glare. He embraced his woman tighter, hiding Lina's embarrassed face.

"Get out," Kade snarled.

Priscilla shakily glanced at the couple. She wanted him to look at her as kindly as he did his wife. Priscilla realized his woman lived a life of luxury. The Princess had everything. A good-kisser. A gentle lover. A husband who came home.

Priscilla wondered if Kade would treat her the same if she were his woman. He most likely would. But in order to become his, Priscilla needed to make Lina leave.

"As you wish," Priscilla grumbled, storming out of the room.

Priscilla didn't need to change her behavior. She knew Kade liked her as she was. Maybe he saw his wife within her. Maybe he liked her feistiness. She didn't know.

What Priscilla did know were men. Men liked what they couldn't have. Men especially hated things that didn't see their worth. Priscilla made up her mind. To get Kade's interest, she'd have to get rid of Lina.

- - - - -

The servants carried in a large, fancy bathtub. It could easily fit six people and still have room for more. Once again, they prepared a small table of toiletries. Once everything was ready, they were kicked out of the room again. Kade was growing impatient and needed Lina all to himself.

"How's the corner?" Kade mused, spreading his arm against the bathtub railing.

Lina had glued herself to the opposite corner to him. She warily glanced at him, like an uncertain prey. Her face was in a slight grimace, but her cheeks were stained pink. She could see his large member under the water. It was growing and pulsing. Memories of their passionate night trickled into her mind.

"Fine," Lina muttered.

"Come to me, dove," Kade said, patting his large thighs.

Lina hugged the edge tighter. She was reluctant to go to him.

"Your hands are wounded. I'll wash you well," Kade promised. "You'll only get your bandages wet."

Lina quietly groaned. He was right. With obvious hesitation, she slowly made her way to him. The water sloshed and slurped with each step. When she was within an arm's distance, he grabbed her wrist.

Kade yanked her to him.

"Kade!" Lina cried out, falling onto his lap.

A burst of throaty laughter filled the room. Lina lost the ability to breathe. The sound was deep as the oak tree in a forest and warm as the sunlight. She felt her heart being squeezed.

"Yes, my sweet wife?" Kade responded.

Kade caressed his wet knuckles on her face. Her skin was soft and pliable, like steamed milk buns. She could only stare at him, like a lost child. He pulled her close.

"K-Kade…" Lina whimpered.

Lina felt it. His thick and hard member pressed against her inner thighs. This part fascinated her, but also terrified her. Because of his size, her legs trembled. She remembered what his powerful manhood could do to her.

"Keep saying my name and I'll make love to you until dawn," Kade said. His voice was tight and low.

Lina shrank away. A low groan rose from his throat. He grabbed her waist. He controlled her lower body and rolled her entrance over the tip. She gasped, her toes curling. It was as tense as a rock. Her insides clenched with the memory.

"Tell me you want it," Kade muttered.

Kade brushed his wet lips against hers. She shakily clutched his shoulders. Hesitation flashed on her face. Then, she leaned her forehead onto his.

"Please…" Lina whispered.

"If you don't tell me, I wouldn't know," Kade responded.

Kade pecked her soft lips. He suppressed another noise. She was going to kill him one day. Her scent tickled his nose. Her low voice drove him crazy. He wanted to kiss every part of her. Her soft skin was begging for his marking.

"Please… give it to me," Lina said, testing the word.

"Ah!"

Kade dove deep into her. Lina yelped, dropping her head onto his shoulders. He gritted his teeth. She was clenching him tightly, like she wanted to suck in all of his seed.

"Lina," Kade breathed out, his voice thick.

Lina sobbed in response, not expecting him to stretch her like that. It had been eleven days since they last had sex. She didn't expect it to just stab her.

"My sweet wife," Kade whispered against her neck.

Kade kissed the spot tenderly. Only then, did she wrap her arms around him. Without warning, he lifted her body.

"Kade!" Lina demanded, clutching onto him for dear life.

Lina felt like she was going to die. His full length was inside of her. Gravity pulled her hips further against him. She had nothing to hold onto but him. His hands firmly latched on to both of her bottom cheeks.

"You're too big, I-I can't do this," Lina stammered out.

"You're already doing so well, my wife," Kade groaned.

Kade thrusted upwards.

"Kade."

Lina couldn't help but call his name. She thought he'd save her. He didn't. Instead, he moved his hips. He penetrated her harder and faster. Soon, her legs were shaking mid-air. This position left her with no choice but to hold onto him as if her life depended on it. He was reaching an entirely new spot from within. A spot that made her feel inexplicable sensations that she'd never experienced before. The pleasure was almost too much.

Lina couldn't hold back her moans. He filled her insides perfectly. He rocked his hips upwards, bouncing her on his member.

"T-too much, w-wait—" Lina pleaded.

"I can't," Kade growled.

Kade pushed harder. Her lewd moans filled the estate, her head was thrown back in ecstasy. Despite her words, she began to wrap her legs around his waist. Despite her words, she craved the feel of him deeper inside her. Despite her words, her body couldn't resist and acted as if she was addicted to what his cock did to her. Their position was far too intimate.

Lina needed something to hold onto. Something to distract herself. The pleasure was so intense. Her mind was going blank. She was starting to lose control of her body and mind. She began to see white.

"A-ah…"

Kade could feel it. She was pulsating onto him, clenching and unclenching. He plunged himself faster inside. He felt something within him snap. Right when she cried out his name, his essence burst inside of her.

"Kade…" Lina sobbed out his name.

He responded by pumping more inside of her. He filled her deeply.

Lina couldn't stop shaking. He hugged her tightly. His hips buckled until he emptied himself completely. They were both breathing hard.

"My sweet wife," Kade groaned, kissing her neck and hair.

Kade lowered them back into the bathtub. Her arms were cold, but her stomach was warm. The parts that rubbed against his powerful body were filled with heat.

Lina was resting on his shoulders. She felt the energy being drained from her body. He was brimming with health, though. Suddenly, a strange thought in her mind left her mouth.

"Will you make love to me like a mistress and love me like a wife?" Lina tiredly asked.

Kade froze.

His mind momentarily shut down. A second later, harsh laughter left his lips.

"Men don't make love to their whores." Kade stroked her wet hair back from her face.

"Would you like that?" Kade taunted, his voice thick with pleasure. "Would you like me to pound you like a slut, then patiently treat you well afterwards?"

Lina's heart trembled. The thought of him being rougher sent a spark of excitement in between her inner legs.

"Yes…" Lina agreed. "I'd like that."

Ah, there it was. The loss of control.

A dark side took hold of Kade. He let out a slow, dangerous chuckle.

"I'll gladly fuck you like a mistress then, my dear wife."