Sold Into His Arms

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She had never been touched there before. Any yet... she loved it. She closed her eyes at his touch and sighed as his hands skimmed the sensitive part of her lower chest.

Sensing what the prince wanted to do, she nodded her head. The princess was allowing him access to a place no man had ever seen before. Why? She did not even know for herself.
 
It was then that his hands returned back around her back, now fully releasing the corset's laces from their hold. The dress became loose and Pendus slowly wrapped it around her to remove it. The dress then was dropped to the floor, leaving only a gown, but her chest was much more clear now. With almost shaking hands he slid the gown down to her waist, revealing her bare chest. Slowly his large hands reached and cupped her breasts. His eyes widened and he leaped in for a kiss to match the feeling he got. Their lips met, and Pendus felt on fire. She was surely a goddess, there was no doubting it now.
 
Adelaide almost could not breathe as he slowly, and tantalisingly slow, removed her corset. She still had her skirts on, but her chest and mid-drift were bare to the world. The princess watched the princes' eyes become wide as he gazed upon her bosom. She resisted the urge to cover up -no, not from shame, but from being bashful and shy. She would be sure that the prince would have removed her hand if she had tried so, anyway.

As his large hand found her breast, she shivered at his touch. He had done nothing more than just laid his fingers on her, but she melted at his touch. How could any man make her feel this way? Surely, he was a god.

As there lips met anew, she voluntarily pressed her chest further into his hand wanting more of the feeling that he gave her. She was becoming lost in him, and they had hardly begun. She was not sure she would be able to handle him, and the pleasure she got from him, when all we was simply doing was holding her breast. What would become of the princess when they began to disrobe further!
 
One hand felt its way down her bare side, her soft, creamy skin making him tense. Once he met the fabric of her skirt he stopped. Pendus kissed Adelaide deeply, pressing against he as she did him. Pendus was feeling more comfortable with her and positioned himself on top her again. "Pleas tell me if you want m-me to s-stop." With that, Pendus's hands gripped her skirt and pulled down, reveling her silk undergarments. The rest of her clothes found their way to the floor. The sight of her toned, yet tiny frame caused Pendus to shiver. He wanted it all then and there. Instead he started slow, kissing her stomach and returning his hands to her chest. He gently teased the finer part of her breasts. He never imagined that Princess Adelaide would be in his bed, and willing to make love with him.
 
"Do n-not st-stop, Pendus," she begged while out of breath. Damn the prince for making me feel this way! And yet,... she loved this feeling -whatever it was.

As her skirt found its way to the floor, she was naked. Well, almost. She still had her undergarment for down-below. She smiled at that thought and found herself kissing the man again. She could not get enough of him.

Pendus was teasing her, and it was not fair that she was almost to the point of mewing with pleasure at the touch of his hands upon her chest. Her toes were starting to curl at his touch and as she reached a hand up to him, she found that he was still clothed. She grabbed a fistful of her shirt and pulled him closer to her.

As Pendus was kissing her toned stomach, she had shivers run up her spine. Now, her toes did curl. She bit her lip to keep from moaning, but a small mewl did escape. She clapped a hand over her mouth at its betrayal.
 
Pendus noticed her shying and smiled. "Do not be afraid." He whispered to her. His hands now found their way to her thighs, moving along the outside and then turning to her inner thighs. Every feeling, every sensation, drove Pendus more wild. Her body was a work of art, and he was admiring it to its fullest. Pendus noticed her pulling of his clothes, and stopped a moment to remove his clothes to match her. His shirt was first to come off, exposing his tan, labor hardened chest. Quickly after, his pants were off and all that was left was his undergarment, which showed a bulge. Pendus's face became red for a moment, embarrassed, but soon he was down on her again. Now he could feel her soft, pure skin against his and he closed his eyes, leaning in for yet another passionate kiss.
 
Adelaide met his kiss with matched passion. She placed her hand on the back of his head, and melding her lips further into his. Now that they both had skin-to-skin contact, her insides burned and she tightened her legs to banish the strange new feeling. Adelaide, -finally free of he skirts- was able to hook her left leg over the back of the prince and pull him even closer to her, as though it were possible. She continued to kiss him, and dared her hand to be placed on his shoulder. She unconsciously ran her hand down her shoulder, to his collarbone, and to the top of his chest. She wanted more of him.
 
Pendus was getting extremely lustful. He wouldn't push her over what she wanted to do, but would surely test it. His hands were in paradise as they surveyed her body, so rich and smooth. His kisses were becoming more and more passionate, his tongue wrestling hers. Time went by as the two explored each other's bodies and kissed with great passion. Finally Pendus wanted even more.

He moved his hand down to where her undergarment still remained and slipped it down her perfect legs. Now the princess was fully naked, and with a few movements so was the prince. They took a moment, embracing each other's fully bodies. Pendus got lost in her, but eventually spoke. "I want you Adelaide, I want to be one with you." He said softly, smiling.
 
The princess sat back against the pillow out of breath. His kisses had become so pleasurable that it took her breath away. When she heard the prince say that he wanted her, she smiled. It was an honest, and genuine smile, albeit a shy one. She placed her hand over her red face in an effort to hide her reddening cheeks. Why on the gods' green earth did she blush so much?! It was slightly maddening, to say the least. But there she lay, stark naked, looking up at the prince with a new look in her eye. One of comfort. She finally believed the prince when he had said that she was not really his slave. This was her choice to make, and she had made her decision.

She leaned up on her elbows and accidentally brushed her erect nipples against his chest whilst trying to reach his ear. She bends her neck up to Pendus' ear and utters: "I want you too, my prince."
 
"As you wish, princess." At this point, Pendus was taking orders from her. She wasn't asking of anything, but if she were to he would oblige willingly. She wanted him, as he did her. Pendus leaned her back with a kiss and once her head laid upon the pillow, he would being. He grabbed his member in hand a directed it towards her center. Once his head first made contact, Pendus made a noise, ever so lightly. It was not long before his head entered into her, and Pendus began pushing inwards, his shaft slowly disappearing. The feeling was incredible and Pendus now let out a larger moan. "Oh, princess...Adelaide!" He said as he embraced her insides.
 
As he slowly entered her, she gripped the sheets tightly and felt her toes curl. She heard him moan, and with the knowledge that she had made him do so, she only wanted him even more. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he was giving her. "Ah!" she cried with ecstasy as he continued to go further inside of her. He was not even all the way in, and yet, he was giving her this much happiness inside.

Gods, he was large. And he feels so good. I want more, her mind told her. And did she ever.

As he continued to slowly enter her, she could not take it anymore -she wanted all of him. She bucked her hips to meet him fully and uttered a muted cry. "More." She was whimpering for more.
 
Pendus surely didn't waste time. He started to thrust into her, and the more he felt her the faster he went. "Ad-Adelaide! By the Gods!" He couldn't take it, she was too much for him to handle, but he would still endure. His movements became fast and hard, penetrating deeper into her. His hands were on his breasts and he leaned in to kiss her. His moans were muffled by the kisses and they were very passionate. He leaned to her ear, "You are wonderful, princess Adelaide."
 
"Ah, ah, ah.." She mustered to find her voice as each thrust brought her closer and closer to Heaven. She raked her nails down the princes' back, leaving angry, red marks. But no matter what she grabbed, tore, scratched, or did, she could not find anything to tether her to this world, -she had gone to Heaven.

She wrapped both legs around the prince and groped blindly for his neck, so she might pull him even closer. She then was lost in their kisses once more, and as the Prince began to speed up his thrusts, she began to lose control over her noises. And out it tumbled, a moan so filled with lust that she could not take it anymore! She needed something, something! But what?
 
Pendus moved his face down to her breasts. As he thrusted into her, his mouth planted itself onto one of her nipples, and began to nibble and suck. The overwhelming pleasure the prince was getting was too much. He body tensed all over with every motion into her. He would call out her name every so often, embracing all that was the princess. "Oh, princess!" Was all he could muster as their bodies pressed against one another.
 
She placed her hands in the prince's hair and arched her back at the touch of his mouth and the wild bucking of his hips against hers. She moaned, and then her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they started to roam his body. She could not get enough of him. "P-Pendus," she cried aloud as he bucked into her once again. She was almost about to scream he felt so good.
 
The sensations coursing through Pendus's body were too much. At a certain point it had to slow down, as he could sense the pressure building. He did not want to stop, not yet. His hands moved along her hips to her bottom. Everything was so pure, so innocent. Pendus himself enjoyed the feeling oh her small hands scanning her chest and body. "My body is yours." He whispered to her then met her kips for another kiss. He never thought making love could be so special.
 
She allowed her hands to roam, and they found his back again, which he hopelessly tried to hold onto. Their love making had become so slow, so tantalizingly slow, that she could onto just lay there and arch her back. She let out a moan, and kissed the prince once more. She broke the kiss so she could say the same to her, "My b-body is yours as well. D-do what you will with m-me." She was shaking. Their love making was making her lose her mind with ecstasy and she was shaking from the sheer power of it.
 
Pendus treated her body with extreme care. It was as if it was fragile glass and Pendus was never to break it. Every touch, kiss, and thrust into her was made perfect for them both. Her skin was ecstasy against his. No doubt the prince wanted this to last as long as it could. Eventually his pace was brought up again. The feelings he felt prior were now intensified as both himself and the princess had become more sensitive. He buried his face into her neck and sucked upon it. Soon the pressure began to build again. Pendus did not use any form of protection, and as much as the love making enthralled him, he did not want to create an unwanted child. He soon would need to pull out, as much as the idea plagued him.
 
As Pendus brought up the pace again, Adelaide was so inclined to moan into his ear. She never wanted him to stop, it felt too good. But then she remembered there lack of protection.. No, she did not want a child -not now at least at her age. So she would hold onto him until they would have to break apart and end this heaven that they had built in the prince's bedroom.

There whole love-making had been on impulse, and she barely knew the prince! However, she knew that she finally trusted him, and that the man knew the art of making love. Oh, gods, did he ever.

Adelaide tilted her neck, allowing him better access and she reached up a hand to his back again. She wanted to scratch down his back, but she prevented herself. She did not want to leave the prince's back in shambles just because the princess was not capable of thinking straight while he was inside of her.
 
Pendus was nearing a climax, if he could have his way, the love making would not cease until they both were beyond tired. He would wait for her to climax, before pulling out and releasing himself, where to he did not know yet. It would be a pain to have the sheets cleaned, and honestly he didn't want his father to know about this. Although his father thought Pendus was treating her as he thought a slave should be, Pendus wanted to keep this night between himself and Adelaide.

As he pumped into her, he could tell by the tightening feeling she was getting close. Pendus forced himself to not release, and by the Gods was it a terrible task. It would be worth it though. Love making to him meant a grand end for both sides. To have him enjoy while she did not would not make any of this worth it.

Pendus leaned in and whispered to her, "Do not hold back, Adelaide, release all the pleasure building up." He wanted her to go beyond all life with the climax, as she was so willingly entitled to.
 
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