The Crown's Entrapment

Clara did her best to put up a decent fight as she gave Gilas the most defiant stare she could muster at the moment. Granted, her being pinned down by the wrists did little to help in her attempts at putting up a strong front, but it still did wonders based on what she was feeling through their Bond.

He liked her words, and he was going to make sure that she’d regret ever muttering them out in the first place.

As if taken over by a ravenous beast, Gilas tore through her clothes. This time, however, he didn’t use his hands. No, he held her down as he used his teeth to pry open her dress, his grip on her wrists only seemingly tightening even as he opened her up for his own pleasure.

She couldn’t help but chuckle. “N-Not even going to let me-“

“Quiet,” he growled.

Her eyes widened as she found herself gulping at his command. It was the same as last time, and she couldn’t help but grow even hotter and more aroused as she became even more aware of how he was stopping her from moving.

“I want you to enjoy yourself,” Gilas practically ordered, his breath hitting her nose as he hovered over her. “Whether you like it or not, I’m going to make you love me.”

Her heart hammered in her chest as she nodded, her face heating up as she watched him work his magic. She knew that he could read her feelings now, and she could only assume that he was doing this on purpose or something because she was just so turned on right now!

Clara kept her mouth shut as Gilas began to ravage her body. He ran his tongue across her entire body, the wet and hot sensation making her back arch as she tried her best to offer even more of herself to him. His kisses made a comeback on her neck and face, his lips puckering and suckling on her skin as he began to keep to his word of making her enjoy herself with his ministrations.

“G-Gilas…” she moaned out.

“I said you should keep quiet, Clara,” Gilas grumbled, stopping his attacks as he frowned at her. “I don’t want to hear a word or moan from you unless I say so.”

Her eyes widened, her teeth biting down on her lips as she nodded. She could feel his intentions on stopping his movements if she disobeyed him, and she didn’t like that he had this much control over her right now with how much her body was responding.

But she wouldn’t have it any other way. She wanted this, which was why she was even obeying him in the first place.

Seemingly satisfied, Gilas returned to his task of playing with her body, his mouth and lips alternating between her sensitive flesh and stiff peaks as he began to pay attention to her chest. He suckled on her peaks, his mouth moving as if he was expecting her body to produce milk for him to drink. Honestly, a part of her wanted her breasts to lactate if he was this eager to drink for her. Then again, that might just happen at the rate that they were going with their lovemaking.

“Naughty thoughts there, my love,” Gilas chuckled. “I’ll make you swell soon enough.”

Clara blushed. She opened her mouth to speak, only for Gilas to stare at her, reminding her to keep her mouth shut if she wanted him to keep going.

“Good girl,” he nodded in approval. “Don’t worry. I’ll make you scream soon enough.”

She could only assume that he was doing exactly that as his head lowered down towards her crotch. Lifting up her dress by the teeth, he exposed her core for his perusal. And she didn’t know how or when he did it, but she could feel his massive shaft already rubbing against her wet slit by the time he started kissing her again.

“You said that I had to go deeper, right?”

Before she could nod, the feeling of his massive shaft penetrating her almost made her moan into his mouth. She did her best not to scream out her pleasure, her insides singing in happiness as he began to grind into her.

“Is that deep enough?” Gilas hungrily teased. “Or maybe I should go deeper?”

Clara bit her tongue as her mate began to drive himself deep into her insides. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to go deeper. Somehow, he was reaching places within her that she didn’t even know existed. Every nook and cranny of her folds were being explored, and he was clearly not going to stop until he had practically mapped out every inch of her insides for his own pleasure.

“You like that, don’t you?” he whispered into her ear. “You have permission to answer.”

Clara quickly moaned out her reply. “Y-Yes! Y-Yes, I do!”

He then gave her another sharp thrust, and it was as if the floodgates have opened up within her. Before she knew it, Clara was screaming her heart out, each thrust making her head spin as his cock dug itself deep inside her. It almost felt like he was knocking on her womb’s door, practically trying to break it down just so he could go even deeper.

And as if that wasn’t enough, he restarted his efforts in trying to milk her breasts. His hands squeezed and fondled her teats, all while he kissed her in an effort to take in all that she had into him. Even her screams went into her throat, the myriad of sensations only making her go even harder and higher as the burning pressure within her rapidly built up with each thrust.

Eventually, however, something had to give.

“G-GILAS!” she cried out. “M-My- I’m about to-“

“M-Me too…” he growled into her ear. “C-Clara…”

With one final singular thrust, Clara’s world went white as the pressure within her finally boiled over. Her body shivered as he embraced her into his arms, seemingly trying to contain her shivers as the pleasure crashed over her in waves. Within her, she felt his shaft throb and explode, his seed coating her insides in the same white that her mind was being melted into. She could even scream anymore, her throat seizing up as she did her best not to pass out from her own orgasm.

“A-Ahh… Ahh…”

“Are you alright?”

Clara blinked away the white spots off her vision as she clung onto him for dear life. His question almost didn’t register in her ears, his voice only coming to him through the Bond as she replied.

“I-I’m alright,” she weakly whispered. “I-I just need to catch my breath…”

Gilas nodded, and she smiled at him as he gently let her lie back down on the bed. He was still inside her, but it was more because even the slightest movement from him almost made her want to shiver again. There was no way that she’d survive another round. Not if she wanted to retain her sanity.

For a few minutes, they laid there motionless, her mate simply soothing her by rubbing her hair every so often. His shaft laid unmoving within her, simply providing her with even more comfort as she recovered from their intense lovemaking.

“Feeling better now?” he asked with a smile.

“I-I think so,” she weakly replied. “Still shivering, but I think I’ll be good now.”

“That’s good,” he chuckled.

She shook her head as she added, “Alright… Y-You finally did it, I think,” Clara weakly muttered, her chest heaving as she felt her insides still clinging to his shaft. “Y-You’ve gone far beyond what I’ve… what I’ve expected you to go…”

“I told you I’d get there,” he proudly replied.

“N-No… It’s more than that,” Clara shook her head once more. “I… I think I can finally admit that you’ve thoroughly wormed your way into my heart.”

Gilas’s eyes widened, his attention solely on her as she continued.

“I just told you earlier that you’re getting there, but not I’m sure that I truly love you,” Clara smiled at her, her cheeks blushing red as she held his loving gaze with her own. “There’s no mistaking it now. You’re truly the one for me, even if my own words back then said otherwise.”

“Clara… Thank you for accepting me,” Gilas lovingly murmured as he gave her a kiss.

“No, Gilas… Thank you for trying even after I tried to shake you off,” Clara returned with a weak chuckle. “If it wasn’t for you… maybe I’d still be chasing after the King… perhaps maybe going by the way of… Well, I don’t think it matters now.”

Gilas gave her another reassuring kiss. Her thoughts were clear to him, she was sure. If it wasn’t for him, maybe she could’ve gone down a dark path. There was no denying that she had those kinds of thoughts back then, but now…

There was no mistaking it. This was where she belonged.