3. Powerless

Uncomfortable silence hangs in the air as you pace around the now empty campsite. Lord Darius is still sitting, quietly staring off into the distance. Though his expression is still hard, it appears slightly distracted. A couple of hours have passed since the last of the men disappeared into the woods. Growing slightly impatient, you finally turn to Darius and demand, "Are you sure you don't know where Edric went?" He glances up at you before standing and stretching. "If I did, that would make my job considerably easier." Sighing, you can't help but think about Edric's blackouts and wonder if that's why he's gone. As if sensing your concern, you're surprised to hear Darius reply somewhat softly, "He always comes back." His words are hardly reassuring and you slowly turn back away from him. Your back tenses when the Lord moves to stand behind you. "Quite fitting that you would fall for your 'Knight in Shining Armor'." His voice sounds slightly sardonic as he leans down towards you when he speaks. Pulling away, you turn to face him again before retorting, "I hardly know him." A sarcastic smile flashes across his face when sees the flush on your cheeks.

Turning away from his gaze, you cross your arms over your chest. Darius continues regarding you for a moment before saying, "Why don't you prove me wrong?" Quickly looking back over at him, your eyes widen slightly at his serious expression. "What do you mean?" He ignores your question and steps forward, closing the gap between you. Your body locks in place as his cold chainmail presses against you. His hand runs down your side and he leans forward slightly when he says, "You shouldn't play coy." A shiver runs down your spine but you're still unable to move. Darius seems to take this as a sign of agreement and begins untying your dress. You wince slightly when your bare form is exposed a moment later. He takes a step back and looks over your shivering form. You avoid his gaze when he moves forward again and takes you by the arm. As if moving in a haze, you find yourself being lead to the tree trunk he had been sitting on earlier. He stops you a couple of feet away from it before moving behind you. His chainmail clinks against itself as he places his large hand on the middle of your back. Gasping, you reach out and your palms slam against the tree when you're pushed down. Darius keeps his hand on your back and you can feel his other one moving behind you.

A moment later he steps forward again and there's a slightly uncomfortable pressure between your legs. Before you can protest, he quickly forces his large member inside you. Tears spring into your eyes as you feel yourself stretched out somewhat painfully. The hand on your back slides up and wraps around your neck while he begins thrusting deeper. Rough tree bark digs into your soft palms as you struggle to keep yourself upright. His other hand moves to your hips and he uses it pull you back into him. Despite the pain, you feel a steady stream of liquid running down your inner thighs. Darius seems to notice this and chuckles softly. Blushing, you try to remain silent while you feel yourself constricting around him. You're unable to hold back for long and a soft moan finally escapes your lips. The fingers on your waist dig into your skin at the sound of your voice. After a moment your body gives into him and your eyes roll back slightly. Groaning lightly, you feel yourself involuntarily arch back into him as you climax. Your arms tremble while you try to keep your balance. Darius leans forward and slips his arm around your waist. The one on the back of your neck moves to wrap around the front. He pulls you back into him so you're no longer touching the tree.

One of your arms is looped inside his and helps support you as he lifts you off the ground. Struggling against his grip, you gasp out slightly as his fingers on your neck tighten. Despite your efforts, you're unable to stop him from beginning to slide you up and down his thick shaft. Your small figure seems weightless in his strong arms and you eventually stop fighting. Grabbing on to his arm for support, you close your eyes and wish you weren't enjoying this as much as you are. More liquid pools down your legs as you find yourself moaning again. Breath is **** out of your lungs each time he pulls you down, however, you're still able to catch a breath in between. Though, the hand on your neck is tight, you find yourself growing to slightly like the feeling. Gasping, your body tenses as a large current of electricity runs through you. Darius seems to take note of your orgasm and thankfully loosens his grip on your neck for a moment. Once you've caught your breath he resumes the pressure and begins quickening his pace. Your struggle again as you're roughly slammed down onto him. He groans slightly when you struggle against him and a moment later you feel what little space is left inside you filled. When he finally lifts you off him and sets you down, a large volume of liquid pours begins running out of you. Darius pauses for a moment to look over you before handing you the dress he had removed. Blushing, again, you quickly turn around and get dressed.