Emeric hung his saddle bag on the branch, he looked up and noticed Crimsyn. She wore nothing but her slim, sheer slip. Her hair was in a thick braid down her back. He went rim rod stiff.
"A tactic of battle: distraction. I noticed you never get distracted, but every great leader lets one thing distract him. Your men let it slip during supper that its been a long cold winter for you. Maude explained. Now I have an upper hand, I hope." Crimsyn said smiling as she picked up the staff.
"Its adorable how you think you have that kind of an upper hand." Emeric said smiling as he twirled his staff around his hand.
With that, Crimsyn's confidence went out the window and down the stream. She gulped and stood at the defense gripping her staff. Emeric smiled and slowly walked over to her. She didn't move, just watched him.
"Where's your anger?" He asked as he walked behind her.
As he did he slid his hand over her ass. She froze and swung the staff, he caught it just before it made contact with his head.
"There it is." He taunted.
Crimsyn jerked the staff back and pushed him away. When she swung again he put the staff up to block her again. As if she were back with her brother sparring she couldn't hit him, all she succeeded in doing was hitting his staff.
Crimsyn swung as he threw his staff and Emeric grabbed the end meant for his side and pulled her against him. Using her own staff to keep her prisoner, but she refused to surrender this time.
"Come on, say it." Emeric almost pleaded as she fought against his body and the staff.
"Does nothing distract you?" Crimsyn yelled as she tried to push the staff away.
A smile crept along his face at the question, there was one thing he did get distracted by and it was on full display. All consequences be damned.
Crimsyn shivered and stiffened as she felt Emeric's lips against her neck. The stubble of his beard sent chills down her spine as he trailed his lips up to her ear and nibbled. She left out a soft gasp releasing the staff just as he did so his hands could explore. Crimsyn was thankful he was behind her, otherwise she would be on the ground enjoying the cool, calming grass.
She leaned her head back against his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his lips on her neck. She squirmed as his hands began wondering over her body. She gasped and melted against Emeric as he took her breasts into his hands.
He kept his hands over the thin fabric as he enjoyed the feel of her voluptuous breast just overflowing his hands. The fabric was a slight constriction, but he didn't want to scare her.
Kneading her breasts like dough, one of his hands trailed down her body while the other continued to pinch and twist her nipple. The soft moaning in his ear had almost been his undoing, he wanted to feel her.
"Wait." She clutched his hand just as it sat at the hem of her slip.
He froze, the top of her slip had begun to slide off. His thumb was just barely rubbing the top swell of her breast. Emeric's grip was tight on the hem of her slip, he could already feel the heat of her pussy. She was wet for him, he just didn't know how wet.
Crimsyn knew that if he touched her she was done, she had a feeling her neck was already red from his assault.
"Its warm, I..I feel warm." Crimsyn said softly.
"I can make you feel hot, if you let me. If you do not like it I will stop and let you go. I promise." He whispered to her as he kissed along her neck again.
She released his hand and took a deep breath as she felt her slip trailing along her legs. Her body was growing steadily warmer. The anticipation was going to be murder.
"Spread your legs for me Princess.'' Emeric whispered as his hand rest at the apex of her thighs.
When she did she felt his fingers slide over her most sensitive area.
"Your body is telling me you are ready." He whispered as he continued to just rub his fingers over the slit of her pussy.
Her breaths and moans in his ear were turning him on. He pulled her top down exposing her breasts to the cool crisp air. Crimsyn let out a soft moan when his hand made first contact with her naked breast. She was squirming and moaning against his chest.
Crimsyn felt Emeric making a motion with his hips behind her, as if she was no longer in control of her own body, she mimicked the movement. Adding to his hand on her.
"Emeric." She moaned into his ear.
"I have you, baby. Deep breath." He said kissing her lips softly as he slipped one finger inside her pussy.
Crimsyn gasped against his lips as he slid his finger over her clit and deep into her pussy. She gripped his finger, he continued to kiss her as he kneaded her breast while his thumb rubbed her swollen clit.
She was warm and wet, smooth as silk. Crimsyn was a mess against his chest. Turning in his arms she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. Pressing her bare breasts against his chest.
"I am going to add another." He whispered against her lips as he slowly added a second finger inside her welcoming pussy.
She gasped against his lips clutching his back, she felt full and it was only his hand. Good God he was moving his fingers in and out.
"I feel...I feel." She moaned as she rode his hand.
"Let it out baby. Give it to me Crimsyn." Emeric said feeling her body tighten.
He returned to assaulting her neck with kisses and biting, careful not to mark her. Crimsyn's moans quickly turned to her screaming his name to the heavens. She collapsed against him out of breath and weak.
She watched as he pulled his hand away from her dripping pussy and proceeded to lick and suck his fingers. Crimsyn shivered at that and closed her eyes.
Emeric covered her up and carried her back to the manor just as Ms. Abernathy came to retrieve them.
"Did ye have to beat the lass?" She asked oblivious to what had just taken place by the tree.
"She won. My saddle bags are back at the tree with her prizes. If you do not mind." Emeric said taking her back to her chambers trying not to walk stiff.
Ms. Abernathy watched curiously as Lord Emeric took the princess back. She did not question as she carried out the request and placed the book next to Crimsyn's bed as she slept
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