“Yet,” I playfullyadded.
Octavia was still pushing back about not having a favorite among her young gentlemen. When she inquired about what I had meant with that comment, I bluntly told her that I meant that she had yet to admit to herself that she enjoyed the way I fuckedher.
“Once you admit it, you will be able to answer that question without hesitation,” Iexplained.
“Are you sure, River?” sheprobed.
“I am very sure, myQueen.”
Octavia opened up a little about her dominating demeanor with her gentlemen. She explained that she loved giving them directions, and she enjoyed watching them carry out herfantasies.
But I felt it was too rehearsed. Perhaps it was her explanation she gave to Klyn or other castle hands that may have dared to ask her. I played along for a few moments as I backed her into aturret.
“I can fulfill yourotherfantasies,” I boasted while I rubbed my wet finger over hernipple.
“How do you know for sure that I have otherfantasies?”
She seemed partially relaxed and tense. I think the tension was because she knew that I knew, she instructed the boys so a little part of her actual fantasies could be met. I tugged at the ribbon on her dress just above her breasts. As the fabric fell away, exposing her breasts, I leaned down and began kissing, licking and sucking on her breasts. When she leaned her head against the stone wall, I could not help but laugh at the fact I had beenright.
“See, I knew you liked it,” I declared and pressed my hand between her legs. Her cunt was hot anddamp.
She admitted to liking it, as if I needed her to verballyagree.
“You like that I am not afraid to give you what you have always wanted,” I stated in between sucking and nibbling on her nipples. I put my hand on the front of her throat and felt herbreathing.
“What is it that I have wanted, River?” she bravely asked, taunting me to playalong.
“To be fucked, not like the Queen, but fucked like some woman in an alley. Like some woman who just wants to be fucked hard. Like a woman who simply cannot get enough cock in hercunt.”
Her body was hot and begged for my cock. I would give it to her, but not until she ached badly. I pressed a few of my fingers into her soaked cunt and with one of the fingers, I pressed it into her asshole. She moaned, and her back arched at the invasion of my finger. I smiled, knowing that it was only a matter of time before I fucked herass.
I tugged my trousers open and pulled out my hard cock. I pulled up her dress and pushed just the head of my cock against her soaked cunt. I slapped her ass and grabbed an ass cheek firmly before asking her to tell me what shewanted.
“Your cock. Fuck me like a woman in analley.”
In one thrust, I shoved my cock into her waiting pussy and pounded away at her. I fucked her hard and not very gentleman like. But she likedit.
* * *
“River.”
I slowed my pace and turned to look over my shoulder in the direction that the voice was coming from. I stopped and set the wooden bench down that I had been carrying over my head as Klynapproached.
While I knew that I needed to tread carefully around Klyn, I was not scared of him. I was so curious as to what heightened senses or abilities that he had, if any. Klyn was, in a sense, a little likeme.
“Yes, Sir Klyn?” I respectfully greetedhim.
As he stood in front of me, I noticed how tired he looked. Perhaps a long night entertaining the castle maids. He eyed the wooden bench and raised his eyebrow at me withcuriosity.
“It is for Queen Octavia,” Isaid.
Klyn’s eyebrowsfurrowed.
“She had not mentioned to me this morning that she desired the bench from the foyer be moved,” Klyncountered.
“Oh, yes, well. I expect she did not. You see, she does not know she wants it yet,” Ioffered.
He eyed the wooden bench that had iron legs and a brace stretching between thelegs.
