Covyn's POV:
Oh, this woman!
I was so confident in my mission tonight, but she managed to surprise me and put me through the worst (and best) torture of my life.
Watching her being touched by lowlife men and allow them to disrespect her like that was infuriating and strangely arousing. There was nothing I wanted more than be one of those despicable excuses of men and I was craving her touch so much, my legs started to shake.
After this bastard was finally done fucking her, I found myself excited for another of her short visits, but no. The prick put her on all four and started slapping her ass!
How dare he hurt her like that! No one is allowed to touch what's mine, no one. And I will kill this man, mark my word. This man will suffer for causing her pain.
After he was finally gone she came to see me and the first words she spoke made my head hurt. "What?" I asked, shocked, my voice breaking.
"I don't mind occasional spanking and choking." She shrugged with devilish smile and all I could think about was choking her. Damn, that would be nice…choking her. Or being choked by her, traitorous voice in my head whispered.
"Please," I couldn't stop the words coming from my mouth, no matter how strange they felt, "please put it in your mouth. I can't take it anymore."
I caught her shocked expression just before her naked figure sunk on its knees and obliged to my request.
And oh, my. This was heaven, I praised her name as her mouth worked me professionally. Fuck these damn restraints keeping me from touching her, brushing my fingers through her half braided curls.
I looked down and as soon as my eyes caught her I felt strange pressure in the back of my spine and then my orgasm fill her mouth. But she didn't stop, thankfully, she prolonged my high and I really appreciated her for that. For making my first time as good as she possibly can.
I suspected she knew I wasn't much experienced with intimate stuff as I was quite awkward, and the thought of her being considerate actually made me blush.
After, she left me alone again and prepared herself for a new disgusting man. This one, I hated even more than the spanking prick. He was the first one to actually make her feel good and for the first she couldn't maintain the eye-contact with me, making me irrationally jealous.
Still, her face when climaxing is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, her eyes rolled back into her head, mouth parted slightly, cheeks flushed and legs shaking. And the noises she made, mmm, delicious. They alone turned me on more than all else combined.
And I loved the sight of her like this, even though I hated it wasn't me who was making her like that.
After she came, I could see how exhausted she was. I mean, she was barely even able to stand and I remembered how big of a toll the magic has on her.
"Promise, you won't hurt me." Her words echoed in my brain and I realized she knew exactly what will happen tonight. I can't believe she would do that to herself and for what exactly?
The next man who came in was just as disgusting as others and he treated her like a rag doll, placing himself on top of her and just slamming inside, with her obviously not enjoying it.
Why would she do that to herself?
I noticed her eyes weren't focused anymore and she was just starring in the air. I also felt the restraints on my hands loosen and the imaginary wall flicker.
The man appeared to have sensed that as well, as he took her almost limp body and bent her on the small table in the corner of the room, preparing to take her harshly and force himself on her barely conscious body.
I couldn't allow that to happen so I started fighting my restraints as the man started stroking himself, trying to get his friend up.
"Oh, no, you won't, you fucker," I growled as I finally broke free and he started parting her butt cheeks, about to enter her. I grabbed the closest candle holder and smacked him on the head with it, making him pass out.
I grabbed his naked disgusting body and pushed him through the window along with his clothes. Did he survive? Did he die? None of my fucking business, even though I hoped for the latter.
I didn't allow myself to think too much about him, though. I still had a whore to take care of.
And as I approached her, I saw a few tears staining her cheeks.
"Th-th-thank you." She barely audibly whispered and it made me realize that she probably knew what was about to happen, she just hadn't had any strength to stop it.
I know I shouldn't have felt sorry for her, because she got into that herself, knowingly and willingly, but seeing her body limp like that, still bent on that table made my heart ache.
Besides, after the way I have seen my father treat my mother, god rest her soul, I know no woman deserves anything like that. That's just cruel and inhumane.
"Don't worry," I whispered back, taking her in my arms and carrying her to the bed. Fuck going back to the house, we were both to exhausted for that.
As I placed her down, I tried my best making her as comfortable as possible by covering her with thin blanket and adjusting the pillows. Then I went to lock the door, no more visitors tonight and climbed into the bed myself.
"Should I close the window?" I asked as I saw her body shiver.
"No, I'm not cold." She said gently, her face turned to me, but her eyes closed. She looked beautiful, despite her physical flaws.
"Are you sure? You are shaking." I asked gently, not remembering when was the last time I used this tone.
"Fear." She replied quietly, turning her head the other way.
"Hey, it's ok." I whispered and caressed her bear shoulder, which made her flinch. "Sorry, I won't touch you."
"No, please do." She whispered again and for a moment I was sure I misheard, but then she turned her head back around and looked me in the eyes as she moved closer to me.
I reached for her and pulled her to my chest, our naked bodies colliding in the most tender way possible. I started caressing her bear back and she rested her head in the crook of my neck as we fell asleep, two enemies, cuddled up naked.
"I'm still going to kill you when it's over." I said softly and felt how she chuckled in my arms. "Not if I kill you first."
This woman.