Chapter Five

" I have come to a conclusion, milord," the marquis heard Rhapsody call out from the en-suite the next day.

He was seated on the bed, back against the headboard, and one leg propped up while he waited for his pet to return to his side. It was a drizzling Sunday morning, and outside his window, the shadowy outline of the Woods of the Wraiths was a grim reminder of the dangers the kingdom still faced. His whole life, the safety of Chalys and his duty as a vassal had always been foremost in his mind. But for once, he had made the decision to focus on his pleasures, and right now, the sole source of his enjoyment was a twenty-year-old girl who thought herself Not Normal .

Mihail and his pet had yet to leave his bedchamber since last night, and it was already the longest time he had spent with a woman. Even more surprising, he had yet to taste her for the second time. She had bled a lot last night, and he had wanted to give his pet enough time to heal. Such consideration suggested a concern towards her that was beyond what a Master would feel for his pet. This was heartkeeping territory—-

The sound of her bare feet padding over the floor had the marquis looking up, and his body clenched with arousal when he saw his pet walking towards him with her gently swaying hips. She was a stunningly sensual sight to behold, sable locks flowing down her back while his dress shirt, which was overly large for her, exposed an ample amount of her breasts and almost the entire length of her long, shapely legs.

As soon as she was close enough to reach, he yanked her down to him, and she tumbled onto his lap.

" Milord?"

Questioning eyes peered up at him. It was clear she was searching for a rational explanation behind his action, and Mihail allowed himself a slight smile. "Bed play," he murmured in explanation, knowing she would want one.

Rhapsody's confusion cleared. "I see."

Despite her lovely face remaining utterly blank, he could readily imagine the gears of her mind once again working overtime, with his pet assiduously filing this interaction for future reference.

Master making me fall for no reason = bed play.

The thought had the marquis overcome with the urge to laugh, but because he was not the type to do such a thing, he made a show of coughing instead.

His pet was instantly concerned. "Are you alright, Master?"

Mother of Hell, but he could easily jack off every time she called him that. Cupping her chin, he wordlessly pulled her close to plunder her mouth, and his pet, an apt pupil, right away wrapped her arms around his neck and eagerly kissed him back.

It had not been like this right away, of course. When he had woken her earlier, she had actually been stiff, pale, and apprehensive, and drawing from the years he had known her through their letters, he had calmed her down by appealing to that part of her which took her responsibilities seriously. It is a pet's noble duty to overcome her inhibitions, he had told her gravely, and the trick actually worked, with the way her body had visibly relaxed and color once again bloomed in her cheeks. And once she had seen the rightness of it...

Mother fucking bliss.

Like now.

Rhapsody was clutching his shoulders as she pushed her own sweet tongue into his mouth, and the knowledge that she wanted him as much as he did had Mihail's cock going from erect to painfully, desperately engorged in an instant. Knowing that her pussy was still bare under his shirt, he grasped her hips, and as her startled eyes flew to his, he asked her hoarsely, "Are you still sore?"

She shook her head.

"Good." He pulled her down and impaled her in an instant.

"Master!"

Rhapsody's body arched in surprise even as she felt her inner muscles immediately tighten around her Master's cock like a vise. She was already soaking wet and helplessly under the control of her basest urges . This new position of lovemaking was making her head spin, but it also had her hips moving on its own...almost as if she were riding him!

The wonder that dawned on his pet's face didn't escape the marquis' notice. "You like this," he rasped.

"Yes." His pet's voice came out breathless, her eyes lustrous with wanton desire.

"Tell me how much," he urged.

"V-Very much—- aah!" Rhapsody couldn't help crying out when the marquis suddenly reached for that pearly bud of flesh hidden under her folds and began to stroke. She lost her balance in her excitement, her body falling against him, and the marquis chuckled, a rich and sinful sound that made her breasts ache and another moan ripple out of her throat.

"Master, please—-"

Mihail clasped her hips.

Rhapsody gasped.

She was bouncing...on him.

Like having this big, pulsing stallion between her legs, galloping in and out of her moist walls.

A keening cry escaped her, but this only had her Master moving faster, his powerful hips surging up to drive his cock deeper into her pussy.

"I just remembered," the marquis panted. "You were telling me earlier...about something?"

"I...I..." Rhapsody struggled to keep her wits. "I was only thinking..." She was distracted when the marquis reached inside her shirt - well, his shirt actually - and scoop her breast out. "We are..." The marquis started palming her breast, and she swallowed hard. "Indeed..."

Bending his head, the marquis took her nipple into his mouth and began sucking.

"Sexually compatible!" And now Rhapsody, too, was panting.

Mihail momentarily stopped worshipping her sweet, succulent breast at the words. "You doubted it?"

"Y-Yes." Rhapsody could barely get the word out, the pleasure of straddling her Master and riding his cock making it difficult to think. Oh, she just couldn't get enough, just couldn't. She just had to...

Things were beginning to make sense, but when his pet suddenly leaned forward to cup his face and kiss him, her tongue darting inside his mouth to tangle with his—-

Mother of Hell.

Mihail's fingers dug deep into her thighs as he kissed her back hungrily.

His pet moaned, and she started grinding her pussy down harder on his cock.

The bed underneath them began to rock as he started shoving his manhood inside of her harder and faster. His only thought was to ruin his pet's pussy until she was screaming and writhing, and when the muscles of her pussy began to tighten, he reached down to pinch her clit.

Rhapsody shattered with a cry of release.

"Maaaaaaaster!"

And the sound of it had Mihail hissing against her lips as his cock started jerking and twitching, his thick, burning cum flooding her channels until it was streaming down her legs.

THE SKIES REMAINED overcast and rain still gently rapping against the glass panes when Rhapsody finally managed to stir, her body still draped over her Master's hard form. She lifted her head and blinked in surprise when her gaze instantly collided with his. It seemed as if he had been gazing at her the whole time, and her brows pleated in concern. "Is everything alright, milord?"

The marquis didn't answer right away, his fingers instead trailing down her naked back. And despite her mound still feeling a little sore and deliciously overused, his touch didn't fail to stir her senses, and she had to bite her lip to keep herself from whimpering.

She truly hoped this was normal, and that enjoying her Master's attentions was part and parcel of being an ideal pet. Because if it wasn't, then would that not make her obsessed—-

"I was thinking about what you said earlier."

The softly spoken words interrupted her thoughts, and she belatedly noticed the contemplative expression on her Master's too-beautiful face.

"It had never occurred to me that you would think us incompatible."

Rhapsody sat up at that, saying in a rush, "I'm so very sorry about that, Master." Remembering her deliberate coldness towards the marquis the past two years now deeply shamed her, and she vowed never to make any hasty assumptions ever again. "At that time, I was truly convinced that you wouldn't be attracted to someone who was Not Normal—- "

"As it seems to have escaped your notice," Mihail interrupted, "my being half-demon is far from normal either."

"That is...correct." And Rhapsody's remorse only grew, seeing just how grossly misguided her actions had been. "I promise you, Master. I shall never make the same mistake again," she swore vehemently, "now that I know you are attracted to what's Not Normal ."

While his pet's words made it seem he had a strange fetish, it was also her eccentricity that he found enthralling, and he could only mentally shake his head, resigned to a future where it was quite likely people would start thinking him a pervert. One only had to hear his pet describe him—-

A sudden, burning sensation gripped his chest, the pain so great it nearly had his heart stop beating. Such instances only occurred when one attempted to communicate through a blood bond, and the marquis knew right away that it could not be Silviu or any of the other men making up the Galeré. That particular connection between them had long been compromised, and so it only left...

Alexandru.