Here it is the chapter you've been waiting for. Rated MA for sure. Adults only.

Chapter 9 fires blazing

Erik was happy that the journey was finally over and that it had ended so well. He had gotten Angel home alive and captured Sinister, which Erik now had huge distaste for now. The sultan came running out of the palace as soon as they arrived, which shocked Erik because he had never seen him outside before. Not for anything.

"Is she alright? Is she ok?" He demanded Erik.

"She has a little heat stroke. Nothing that rest water and time won't heal." He stated dismounting and then turned to help Angel. She grabbed onto his shirt on his shoulders and clung to him shaky and weak.

"Did he rape her again?" He asked looking her over. Angel buried her face in Erik's chest her hands full of his shirt. He held around her middle holding her up. She had some strength back Erik was glad to see. Erik could see she was in distress.

"I think the journey has exhausted her she needs more rest." He said and gathered her up in his arms before walking past the sultan, her chain dragged the ground and he paused as he walked past the sultan.

"I want the keys." He said spinning around to the sultan, who was staring sinister down. His attention immediately shifted to Erik at his request.

"What?"

"The keys to her collar I want them. I'm taking it off." He stated simply.

"Why?" The sultan asked him.

"Because she's a human and not a dog." He growled. "You've never cared before if they came in chains or not. Are you getting soft?" The sultan asked looking at Angel who had her arms wrapped around Erik's neck, her head rested against his shoulder, her eyes closed as though resting.

"I've always been soft, you just never saw it." Erik said. "Very well. I'll bring it to you later. You've done me a great favor today, and to the kingdom." The sultan said. His attention went back to sinister, and Erik happy with the answer walked to his chambers to get Angel to bed so she could get a proper rest. Once in his chambers he set her on his bed gently. She looked up at him and he turned to get a bucket of water for her thinking some cool water would help her skin. He quickly filled it and grabbed a rag before returning to her. She was sitting.on the edge of the bed staring at him. He knelt before her and dipped the rag in the bucket.

"I think the cold water will help your burned skin feel better." He said. He gently grabbed her foot before removing her shoe and he gently began to clean her foot. His touch was gentle enough to bandage a butterfly wing and she liked how it felt. Her hand went to her throat and her fingers slid under the collar before gently pressing on her throat. Erik took no notice his eyes were focused on his work.

"Why would you do that?" She asked and Erik, stopped what he was doing in utter shock. His dark eyes that turned gold in the lighting looked up at hers.

"W...what?" He asked thinking his mind was playing tricks on him.

"Why?" She asked.

"This will make you feel better." He answered.

"No. Why would you want my collar removed?" She asked him.

" You shouldn't be tied up you're a human not an animal." He growled and went back to gently cleaning her foot. "You've been chained before." She stated simply.

"I have, a long time ago." He answered. Angel looked him over. He was very handsome, even with his mask. He was well toned and muscular. He dipped the rag in the bucket and moved up her leg to her knee. Angel felt a fire within her and placed both her hands flat on the bed to steady herself, because she was still kind of weak. All she could do was stare at him as he worked the fire in her core building. Her memories flooded to him showering and cleaning and drying himself and his hands moved up to her thighs. She jumped and grabbed his hands her breathing irregular.

"Are you well?" He asked her. She nodded and continued to hold his hands trying to give herself a moment to control her body.

"So what are you talking about to me now and not before?" He asked her. One hand rose to her throat letting his hand go.

"I didn't know who I can trust " she said. He nodded and understood, thinking about how the sultan and what he might have done to her before she was given to him and what she was told what would happen and the. To the thoughts of sinister, and he shuddered. She had been through so much

"Are you mad?" She asked him.

"No." He said.

"Do you want me to finish?" He asked her.

"No." She said, knowing where it would lead and she wasn't sure how he felt about it.

"Why?" He asked.

"I want to sleep." She said.

"Of course," he said and stood up. He put the rag in the bucket and she laid down. He then took off his shirt, and undid his trousers before pulling them down his waist. "What are you doing?" He heard her ask softly.he looked over at her laying there in his bed.

"I'm...I'm just going to take a shower, I'm sweaty from the heat." He said. "I'm sorry I didn't think..."

"I'm not upset." She said. He removed his pants and walked into the shower room, Angel positioned herself so she could see him but he couldn't see her peeping, or so she hoped. She watched as he showered himself, she watched as the rag harassed every part of his body, wishing it were her hands instead of the rag. She thought of how gentle his touch was, and how kind his spirit truly was and she thought of how he had come to rescue her no one had treated her the way he had, before. Her hands went to her folds and she let a finger slip into her wet core, as she watched him clean his cock stroking it. She moaned and he looked over. All she could was close her eyes so she didn't have to see his facial expression.

"What are you doing?" He asked her and she opened her eyes to see him nude and standing next to the bed, he had walked over. She stared at his.member and her legs closed, around her hand trying to hold the fire in. Her other hand went to her throat.

"R-resting." She said.

" Sure you are, what is your hand doing between your legs?" He asked, amusement in his voice. She smiled up at him, before answering. "Putting out a fire."

"My eyes are up here. Don't you know it's rude not to look at someone when they are talking to you?" He asked more stricter

"I do. I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you." She said looking up at him.

"The sultan was right you are rude and disrespectful. It seems I have much to teach you." He still sounded amused to her. "Would you like some help putting that fire out? Would you like me to teach you some manners?" He asked her before grabbing his member. She closed her eyes and she squirmed with her hand still between her legs.

"Please..." She said. Erik grabbed her arm and gently pulled it out from between her legs.

"Please what?" He asked her.

"Please... Put the fire out, make it stop." she breathed.

"I would but it seems to me that you are still being very disrespectful to me. I just told you that it is disrespectful to not to look at the person you are talking to and you are shutting your eyes. I suppose I shall have to punish you." He growled. Her eyes opened and she looked up at him, her eyes full of lust. "Good girl. Now you are learning." He said. He put his cock in her hand, she squirmed around on the bed, as her wet hand held him. Her fingers sticky from her core. "You seem quite wet, my dear. You want to be punished for being disrespectful don't you?" He asked. " You crave discipline. You want me to teach you don't you?" He asked her. She nodded and her other hand went in between her legs he grabbed it before it did.

"No I don't think so." He said and put her hand in the bed next to her. "You still need to be punished." He said. A moan escaped her, her hand went back to her throat her other hand still holding his hardened member.

"Please Erik." She almost whispered.

"Do you promise to be respectful to the sultan if I put your fire out and give you your punishment?" He asked. She nodded. He pulled her hand from his cock and climbed on top of her she began to shake beneath him. He kissed her gently. His hand finding her breast and gently harassing her nipple. It grew hard and stuck out, and he gently squeezed it. She moaned and thrusted up towards him. He broke the kiss.

"Get your pants off." he grunted and lifted himself off of her enough for her to do so. She did as she was told and laid back beneath him. He settled between her legs. He got one of his fingers wet in his mouth and brought his hand down in between her fold. Rubbing her up and down but not penetrating her. She whimpered and moaned as he did so. He enjoyed watching her squirm and twitch beneath him, her legs shaking at his sides. Her hand went to her throat.

"Erik please I can't take it."

"I have to make sure you will do as the sultan says." He said.

"I already promised." She said and her legs rocked back and forth at his sides, her pussy humping the air.

"Do you mean it?" He asked watching her face twist in pleasure as he played with her.

"Y-yes." She panted, her one hand squeezed the sheet as she shook beneath him. His fingers entered her and she arched into it, he moaned as her pussy clamped down on his fingers.

"You're so wet for me." He said. Her other hand flew to the sheet and she squeezed it too. Moaning as he moved deep within her.

"Are you ready to be Punished?" He breathed into her neck. She nodded and he withdrew his fingers from her. He got on top of her and rubbed her juices from his fingers onto her shaft before stroking himself a couple of times. "There's no going back now." He said. She nodded her understanding and he positioned the head of his cock at her opening. She moaned and grabbed his arms as he slowly pushed into her.

"You ok?" He asked and paused to look her in the eyes. She nodded.

"If it hurts, tell me to stop." He breathed and kissed her pushing himself deeper into her. Her legs wrapped around his middle as he did so.

"Why are you worried?" She asked him.

"I don't know how badly sinister hurt you. And I don't want to hurt you." He answered and pulled back before gently pushing back into her. She moaned her eyes full of lust as they stared into his.

"I thought this was my punishment?" She asked.

"It is and your learning aren't you? Lessons don't have to be painful. Do they? Just so long "as you can remember to learn from them." He said. He continued to push in and out of her and when he found that she wasn't in any pain from what he could tell he made a steady pace of it. Her moaning got louder as he continued and suddenly she was crying out loudly and he felt her pussy clamp down onn his cock.

"Fuck." And he stopped moving altogether." I'm ready to come. Have you learned your lesson." He asked her. She nodded and moved her hips as if encouraging him to finish. He pumped harder than he had before and soon met his peak before moaning and grunting above her. He rolled off of her breathing heavily. He laid there for a few more minuets breathing heavily and although she did not tire him out, the rhythm had been at a pretty steady pace. "did I hurt you at all?" he asked her. she looked at him and smiled, before shaking her head no.

"does the sultan know you can talk?" Erik asked. she again shook her head no. "the sword that the sultan is after, do you know anything about it?" he asked still breathing hard. she suddenly sat up and looked rather sad. tears filled her eyes and her hand went to her throat where it was damaged at. she gently carassed it, gently rubbing it back and forth. Erik for the first time really looked at the damage done around her throat, and realized that her throat had been opened as though something had broken out from it and around that wound, he could see lightening like patterns surrounding it.

"what happened?' he asked bringing his hand up to it and running his thumb gently. she moaned at his touch his gentleness. her hand went up to where her throat and Erik watched as she gently put pressure on it before speaking. "it was the sword." was all she said and she turned away but not before Erik had seen tears running down her face. "forgive me for causing you to cry." he said and wrapped his arm around her middle before pulling her to him.