Adriana hasn't surrendered yet.

You try to kiss Adriana, but she turns her lips from yours. Her wrists twist and pull in your hands, but years of drilling with double weight practice weapons have strengthened your grip beyond anything she expected. You are expecting the knee to your groin when it comes and press her fiercely back into the wall enjoying the feel of her long thighs against yours. What you were not expecting was the head-butt to your nose.

"Oww! You little minx." The blow was hard enough to make you see stars and if your nose had not already been a mass of scar tissue, it might well have been broken again. Letting go of her wrist you use your free hand to seize her chin and lift her mouth to yours. Her lips are sealed together and out of respect for the row of white teeth you make no attempt to **** your tongue anywhere it may be bitten. All the same you delight in the soft skin of her cheek and the smell of wildflowers that fills your still aching nose. The girl twists and wiggles in response to your kiss and you can feel the warmth of her soft belly cradling the hard length of your cock.

Adriana suddenly remembers her free hand and instead of the ineffectual attempts to free her other wrist, or push at your face she digs at your eyes with her sharp nails. Her new approach forces you to release her chin and pull her hand away from your eyes.

"So that's how it’s going to be, huh sweet thing?"

She smiles wickedly at you daring you to complain. There is no way you are going to let this determined noblewoman thwart you. If she wants to fight you tooth and nail (literally tooth and nail you realize) then you are willing to play along. Licking your lips in anticipation you pull the struggling girl from the wall and twist her arms behind her back. With a little effort you are able to secure both her arms with just one hand leaving the other hand free to explore.

"Am I really the first man to hold this treasure?" You ask as you palm her naked breast. "You haven't let any of your aristocratic boyfriends cop a feel as they kiss you and pledge their undying devotion?"

"Fuck you!" Spits out Adriana but at the same time you feel her nipple hardening against your palm. Somewhere she learnt to swear like a man as well as fight like one.

"That's the plan, my little Amazon. That's the plan." As you push her towards her bed you pull at her other shoulder strap exposing her other tit to your rough caresses. By the time you pin her to the bed, both your hands are pinching and pulling at her hard nipples and she is moaning and gasping in response.

"You Bastard!" She gasps after a particularly hard squeeze. Of course the young woman had no idea how often you heard that word as a result of the circumstances of your birth, but all the same you push her suddenly so she is sprawled across her bed. Her dress is easily pulled off her kicking legs and she is naked before you.

"I'm still going to fight you." Adriana warns as you pull off the rest of your clothes too. Her face is flushed and her eyes sparkle as you step back to the bed.

"I'd expect nothing less from you." You reply laughing. This girl almost killed you a few minutes ago, but you hold no ill will. The fight had only increased your desire for your prize.

"Are you ready?" You ask. When she nods you throw yourself onto her body pinning her under you as you ward off her defensive blows. This time when your mouth finds hers it is slightly open from the exertion of her struggles and you plunge your tongue into her tasting the flavor of her mouth. Clearly caught by surprise she lets you explore her mouth for a few seconds before she regains her senses. She doesn't bite, but she does pull her mouth away from you before you are anywhere near satisfied with your kiss.

“I hate you!” Adriana gasps and once again she tries to tear at your face, but you are ready for her and pin her hands to the bed above her head. With her hands secure again the struggle moves to her legs. It takes several attempts before you get both your legs between hers and hers are **** open in response. At last you settle against the softness of her inner thighs and belly. It is just a matter of time now before you will finally have what you came for. Like a fish on a line you can feel her tire; she is still wiggling under your hips and her hands try periodically to pull free from your grasp but she has nowhere near the fierceness of before.

You test her mood with another kiss, a gentle one this time teasing her lips until they flutter open allowing you access to her mouth again.