The Long Road to Ruin Ch. 17

Shiloh lay limp, quivering, breathless under him. He kissed her throat, feeling her hammering pulse under his lips. "Now you know why I must bind you," he whispered as his hips thrust forward. Despite the fact that he had exhausted her thoroughly, her hips rose to meet him. "I have given you enough for now. Give me more blood," he breathed in her ear.

Bastian released her. Shiloh found herself back at Vico's altar. She noticed his body had fallen to the floor. She nudged him with her toe. He still felt somewhat warm to the touch. She wandered how long it would take him to fully die? But she had more important things on her mind.

Leaving the sewers behind, she headed up to the docks. The heavy rain soaked her bare skin, but she did not feel the cold. She stalked along slowly, her eyes searching for the perfect mark. A wicked smile crossed her face as she set her sights on a member of the Dhorn Patrol. He looked young and fresh-faced. He would be perfect. She stalked after him and managed to get ahead of him, hiding in an alcove. As he passed her, she stuck out a foot for him to trip over. He stumbled to the ground, his halberd clattering against the cobblestones. Then she revealed herself. "You should be careful on these uneven stones. Here let me help you up." Shiloh purred, lifting him to his feet with one arm. She pulled him into the alcove, slamming him against the wall. "Come with me."

He tried to call out for help, but she mashed her lips against his, drowning out his cry with a tongue filled kiss. Shiloh covered his mouth before she lifted him over her shoulder and carried him to a nearby abandoned house. She barred the door and turned her red eyes upon him. Her nails became razor sharp claws again.

"Listen to me, Dhorn maggot!" She growled, "You will do as I tell you or you will pay the consequences."

"I don't answer to filthy little street whores. I will see you flogged and hanged for this," he retorted as he brandished his halberd at her.

She slapped it from his hands, watching it clatter against the far wall. "You and what army, peon!?"

An expression of fear crossed his face as Shiloh struck out at him, ripping the breastplate on his suit of mail completely from his chest. He grunted in pain as the metal scraped his flesh. Then she tore at the greaves protecting his thighs. He fought her, struggling to keep the suit of armor on, but her strength was too great for him to overcome. A few more seconds passed before she had stripped him to his skin. He stood before her as naked as she, but where Shiloh was comfortable with being nude, he blushed beat red and placed his hands over his private parts.

She smacked his hand aside and pulled them behind his back. She grabbed a strip of leather and bound his hands. "You will not hide from me."

"What do you want, whore?" he yelled, projecting his voice. He was trying to maintain some semblance of control of the situation. Shiloh snickered. This must be what the Dhorn teach them as their method of dealing with unruly peasants. She was neither. Drawing her hands back, she slapped him with all the force she could muster, her claws raking his cheek.

The young patrolmen screamed from the pain as she shattered his jaw and cheekbone. "You will not refer to me as a whore. I am not a whore. I am the Princess Shiloh of Betancuria, daughter to the murdered King. One by one, every Dhorn that inhabits my city will die screaming. I am going to begin with you," Shiloh calmly stated, watching him piss himself with a sardonic look upon her face, as she sank her claws into his throat and chest at the same time, ripping out his beating heart and severing his jugular.

He collapsed to the floor without a word. Shiloh knelt beside him and softly called to Bastian. "Guoj fu, hjuoq Bastian! Y hypu qa iae qgyx ammujyzh am dkaab! Qolu qgyx ammujyzh mjaf iaej gefdku vuq! Kuq fu xujpu iae ozb vkuoxu iae!" Shiloh smeared some of his blood upon her flesh and said another short prayer. "Hear me, great Bastian! I give to you this offering of blood! Take this offering from your humble pet! Let me serve you and please you!"

She felt an immense swell of pride within her and continued on her bloody hunt. By the time that dawn broke, Shiloh had dragged another six patrolmen into the abandoned house and offered their blood appease Bastian's thirst. She was soaked in it after having smeared her flesh with it. She wrapped a cloak around her body and returned to Vico's home in the sewers.

She danced about, chanting in the abyssal tongue and offering to Bastian the blood upon her body. Yet he did not materialize. That struck her as strange, causing her to look around. She noticed Vico's body was no longer at the base of the altar as well as the body of the girl that she'd left lying upon the top. Intuition sparked within her. Someone had found them and taken them away. Bastian could not come because they were not there to sustain his need.

She unleashed a primal feral scream and headed for the door. Bastian needed blood upon the altar to appear. She needed him to appear. In her rush she did not notice the shadowed figure lurking near the door.

He grabbed her, slamming her into the wall. The blackguard knew what he had to do. He had spent hours searching through old books after he'd healed himself fully. She might have taken him down once, but he swore he'd never give her the opportunity to do it twice. He hardened his heart against what she had become and shoved her with all his might. He drew the Kinslayer up and aimed it, sinking in deep in her heart. "Jukuoxu iaej gakb az guj, maek bufaz! Xgu dukazhx qa fu!" Vico uttered in the abyssal tongue, "Release your hold on her, foul demon! She belongs to me!"

Shiloh jerked, gasping and gurgling. Her eyes went wide before she collapsed into his arms. Vico crossed the room, laying her upon the altar, and grabbed a major heal draught, pouring it down her throat. Then he waited. Waited to see if he had saved her in time.

O.O

A dream...

"Shiloh..." The low sensuous voice called to her again and her eyes slowly fluttered open, seeing him standing now at the foot of the bed, smiling seductively, his perfectly even white teeth showing past luxuriously rich and full lips. Lips that could make her scream out in torturous delight or melt like hot butter when they touched her.

He moved around the bed and slowly pulled the covering from her body, his smoldering gaze moving over every inch of her flesh as he exposed her nudity beneath. His eyes flashed with fire as she automatically parted her thighs, inviting him between them.

And then he was beside her, his dark clothing removed almost magically as he stretched out his incredibly muscled form beside her smaller frame. The heat of his body searing against hers as he held her gaze and when his hand moved over her belly, his fingertip tracing the outline of her navel, Shiloh sucked in a breath at the sensation. Her pussy excreted her heavy lubrication for him, knowing how large he was, how incredibly filling he could be when he entered her and she would be ready. His hand moved up to one of her breasts, cupping it in his palm, his thumb raking over the hardening nipple. Shiloh moaned in pleasure when she felt his hot breath close to her flesh. Straining upward, silently begging him to put his mouth over her quivering mound, Shiloh gasped in rapture as his tongue flicked over her dusty pink nipple, making it even harder, extruding it further from the globe and he suckled deeply while his hand moved to the other side.

He was sucking so hard it was nearly painful but in an erotic painful way as she attempted to press upward, wanting to put one solid orb into his mouth yet knowing it was not possible.

Her pussy was dripping now; she could feel the liquid slipping from inside her, following the trail that led to her anal opening. Shiloh knew he could smell her desire, his body shook slightly with a laugh when he pulled in a deep breath.

"Please, I need you." She begged huskily and his head lifted slightly and Shiloh could feel those dark eyes burning into her and those incredible lips parted into a crooked smile.

"What would you have me do, sweetie?" He asked, his voice taking on a deeper timbre, husky with desire, rich, enveloping her like a warm, velvet blanket on a cold night.

"Vico..." She breathed on a sigh.

"I am here for you," he murmured to her causing goose bumps to rise on her skin as he lowered his head again, shifting over to her other breast, giving it the same treatment as he had the first.

When he had her nipples rock hard and aching for more, he leaned up, propping up his dark head with his hand, staring down at her with interest. His free hand moved from her breasts to her abdomen, again, a fingertip circling around her navel, her muscles quivered beneath his touch and then slowly, seductively his hand began to move downward, slipping between her thighs, feeling her heavy moisture.

Shiloh arched her hips, thrusting her mound into his hand, seeping heavily in lust. His finger slipped between her female folds, enflamed with passion now to retrieve some of her lubrication, moving it up and down against her slit, pressing against her swollen clit.

Moaning over and over again with pleasure, Shiloh began undulating against his hand, wanting him to shove a finger deeply inside her, to stop the flame that was building higher and higher inside her.

"Please..." She begged breathlessly as he continued to torment her clit with his finger and then teased at her slit, the tip of his finger pressing slightly inside only to pull away again and again each time. He teased her relentlessly until her juices flowed like a torrent from her wet channel. She writhed beneath his ministrations, her body trembling. She groaned in complete bliss as at last he drove one large finger inside her, almost causing her to cum instantly yet pulling back slightly when he felt her tighten. He gave her a good finger-fuck, driving his hand tenderly into her tightness, stretching her nether passage and then pulling back again and again, his arm holding her jerking leg against his thigh.

"Vico, please, I need you...," She begged, her breathing coming in pants now but obviously that was not his intent this time. He removed his hand and Shiloh's eyes opened when she felt him move from her side. He looked down upon her with his dark, brooding eyes. He regarded her for a moment, taking in the flushed tone of her creamy skin. She was more beautiful than any woman he had ever known, more beautiful than any woman that he had ever had the pleasure of being with. Yet Shiloh was special.

"I need you..." She repeated as he positioned himself between her legs, grabbing onto each one and shoving them up, her knees pressing against her breasts. Those dark eyes flashed his fire again and she could see his dark head lowering, inhaling deeply of her lustful scent.

Shiloh screamed out with bliss and elation when his mouth opened over her, his tongue flicking over her opening. Her hips shot upward. Currents of electricity shot from her pussy to her brain. Her body shook, bucking under his efforts. Again and again he licked at her, starting with his tongue flat, pulling up over her slit, between her folds and over her bulging clit, feeling her shudder each time.

He then pressed her legs to her sides, opening her even wider and his mouth then worked exclusively on her clit, sucking, pushing with his tongue, moving it up, down, and from side to side, using his teeth and lips to pull it out from her body. Shiloh was a bouncing mass of hot flesh and bones beneath him and when he rolled his tongue into a stiff spear and drove it inside her, she screamed out as an explosion rocked through her. Her body tensed painfully as she felt the muscles inside her pussy working, pushing out the heavy cream of her orgasm as his tongue now moved around inside her, scraping out every last drop of her hot spent passion.

And then he was moving again, sliding his body up her own, Shiloh could feel this throbbing cock moving up her leg and then dropping heavily between them, feeling the pulsation of the blood pumping through it. She was almost purring beneath him as she lifted her arms to encircle his neck, pulling his head down so she could kiss him.

His lips feathered across her own and she could smell her own desire on him, igniting yet another fire inside her. Something inside her almost snapped as she pulled his head down roughly, locking her lips onto his, driving her tongue inside his mouth until he was giving just as good as he got from her. Her lust was out of control and both of them knew it.

Shiloh's hands moved now, up and down the incredible width of his shoulders, feeling his muscles ripple beneath her palms, feeling almost as tight as that large, pulsating rod laying now against her belly, driving against her skin. She could feel the blood pumping through it, throbbing with every beat of his heart and it was huge, larger than she first thought and she wanted it, now.

Her hands moved on down his back to his lean waist and powerful hips, cupping his ass, gripping tightly before traveling around. As they ravaged each other's mouths, her hands asked him to lift his hips so that she could hold him and he did as her hand circled that burning steel rod, gasping slightly at the size now and knowing that soon he was going to push it inside her.

Shiloh felt the urge to have it in her mouth. She wanted to pleasure him as he had her. Her free hand came up, pressing against his shoulder and he shifted off her as if sensing what she was asking of him.

Their lips unlocked and she pushed him onto his back, their eyes staring at one another. Those dark eyes flashed again as though he were reading her mind and Shiloh smiled at him sweetly, already beginning to lower her body, slipping down, her breasts raking over his tightly muscled chest, exciting her nipples again.

As she moved down, her lips trailed wet kisses over his flesh, her tongue dipping into his navel, teasing him just as he had teased her, hearing him suck in a deep breath. She took his cock into her hand again, reveling at the size of it as it pulsated in her grip.

Shiloh glanced up quickly, checking his reaction to what she was going to do and again, those black eyes flashed back at her. Closing her eyes, Shiloh lowered her head and opened her mouth, guiding the bulbous head between her lips.

She groaned as soon as she had him inside, feeling the texture, soft but hard and she could taste his skin, salty but not unpleasant. Shiloh used her tongue, wrapping it around his circumference, pulling up and slipping back down, feeling the rippling moving through him as he enjoyed what she was doing. She positioned her head to where she could take him deeper into her mouth, feeling him hit the back of her throat.

Shiloh pulled all the way back and drove down, the thick head sliding past her tonsils, feeling him lift his hips slightly as the muscles in the back of her throat worked around him.

Suddenly filled with an abundance of lust, she moved her head, letting him slide in and out of the back of her throat until his hips began undulating with her, literally fucking her mouth. She gave a startled gasp when his large hand went to the back of her head, shoving her down around him as his hips thrust upward, driving him deeply down the back of her throat and in the next second she felt the hot cum of his spent passion bursting from his tip.

Shiloh was groaned around his girth as the hot semen filled her mouth, finding the taste highly erotic as she swallowed, enjoying the taste of him immensely. Shiloh continued to swallow the tiny spurts that erupted from his head until at last they stopped, but to her utter astonishment found that he was still hard.

Vico sat up, his hands coming beneath her arms, hoisting her upward and flipping them over at the same time, his knees forcing apart her legs. It was as if his dick needed no guidance to her channel and as he lowered himself down, ramming that massive cock into her, Shiloh cried out both in pain and sheer bliss of having him inside her tight depths.

"Deeper, harder, Vico..." She panted beneath him and he gave her what she asked for. Pulling his hips back and slamming them down, ramming his full length into her hot cavern, his size stretching her wet walls greatly. She arched her back and pumped her hips, screaming and panting as he fucked her through another intense orgasm.

Shiloh whimpered, nuzzling her head into his neck as she buried her fingers into the silk of his chin length black hair. His thrusts took on a more urgent rhythm, coaxing soft sighs and moans from her under his pleasurable ministrations.

He brought her to three more climaxes, each one more intense than the previous. Her last enraptured her as he reached his own peak, shooting his seed inside her with such force it had sent her careening into orgasmic bliss. Tiny white, blinding lights burst outward from behind her closed eyes, her body arching upward, taking him into her, her pussy muscles tightening and releasing as though her system was drinking in every last precious ounce of his come.

Exhausted, spent, completely gratified, Shiloh hugged him, the dampness of his flesh making his back slick. He tried to move away, fearful of his crushing weight. Shiloh felt him chuckle softly as her arms tightened around him, her legs wrapped around his hips and she jerked him back down.

He wasn't getting away that easily. She needed him by her side and snuggled her smaller form into his heat. She had found beauty in their lusty coupling. Her heart swelled. There was no need for anything else. The inner demons had disappeared, leaving her at peace.

O.O

Life blossomed within her as she gasped for air to fill her burning lungs. She coughed, tears welling in her eyes. She wasn't sure what had happened to her. She touched the left side of her chest, slightly above the swell of her breast, and felt her heart beat strongly.

Shiloh pushed herself up on her elbows, trembling as she forced them to hold her weight. She looked around the room and at the bed she lay upon. The black silk sheets comforted her skin. Warmth surrounded her in cushiony softness.

Pushing aside the velvety blanket that covered her, she sat up fully and set her feet onto the hardwood floor. A chill zinged through her. Testing her legs, she dashed into the other room, coming face to face with Vico who stood before the fire. Their eyes met and locked onto each other. Shiloh felt her skin blush a delicate pink as his eyes raked over her in an appreciative manner.

And the words to describe her feelings slipped from her lips.

"Innocence-I have lost
Madness-clouding my judgment...
Redemption-brought me from the brink...
Behind my façade of desires-hides fear of my unbridled heart...
Lust-raging
Blissfulness-undying
Blinded-by jealousy
Driven-by need
Longing-for intensity
Waiting-for something deep inside to explode
Hear me
Hear my roar.
Feel me.
Feel my thunder
Ride me.
Ride my lightning.
Grasp the violent natures of my passion.
Come with me.
Enter the eye of my storm.
Become anew."

Shiloh ran into his arms and felt him lift her into his embrace.

"Forgive me, sweetie. I never meant to hurt you, but I have to tell you the truth of the matter." Vico began, his intense dark eyes capturing hers. "Mando often asks me to initiate his new girls in the proper art of fucking. Shandy was one of those girls. She was due to become the live-in mistress of a wealthy nobleman. He handpicked her from a city to the North and asked us to train her. You could say he had no patience for virgins. Mando knows what happened or rather most of it. I had to stretch some truths. He doesn't know you killed her. I told him she slashed her own throat because she was distraught over the fucking. He isn't happy because he knows our client isn't going to be happy."