Chapter 3

Stand My Ground

The first time head called him to his chamber I thought it would only happen once.

"You sent for me my lord?"

He looked up at me.

"Yes. Come here."

I walked over to him and he stood up and circled me.

"Was there something you required of me my lord?"

"Strip."

My eyes widened and I looked at him.

"W-What?"

"I said strip."

"I do not understand."

He looked at me.

"I have a need that requires attention."

It was then I noticed the bulge in his trousers. I was disgusted.

"No."

He narrowed his eyes and grabbed me.

"On your knees."

He forced me to the ground and then pulled his trousers down. His long hard length sprang out at me. I tried to get away.

"If you do not do as you are told I will make things hard on you and your family." he threatened.

He found my weakness. I fought back tears and nodded. He let me go and I reached up and started to pump along his length. I dared a look up at him and his eyes were fixed on me. I leaned forward and licked the tip of his member. I closed my eyes and descended on him. I heard him moan and I bobbed my head back and forth. I hated this man more and more each time I descended. He suddenly grabbed my head and pushed himself down my throat. Tears filled my eyes and they widened. I could not breathe. Finally he let me go and I pulled back to gasp for air.

"Again."

I glared at the floor but then did as he said. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked as I took him in my mouth. He suddenly pulled me down on him again and I felt him come into my mouth. He would not let me go and I was forced to swallow it all. He came long and hard. When he finally let me pull away I was gasping for breathe.

"You may go. And you are not to tell anyone of this. I will call for you again when I need your service."

That had been the first time. And he continued to call on me. Each time filling my mouth with his release. When he told me to take my cloths off I did. He made me use my breasts on him and many other things. Then there was another time he called on me.

"Remove your clothing." he said.

I did as he asked and stood naked before him. He walked forward and I kneeled before him.

"No, not tonight. I have something else in mind."

My eyes widened and I looked up at him. Surely he did not mean….

"Stand."

I slowly stood up.

"Remove my clothing."

My hands shook with anger and I was able to quell it. I reached up and started to remove his cloths.

"Slowly, as though you want to."

I nodded and slowly began to remove his robe. I pushed it off his shoulders and then moved to his tunic. I ran my fingers down his chest and then kneeled to take off his trousers. He stood me up and moved behind me. I closed my eyes and let a few tears fall. I felt his hand travel up my front to my breast. He squeezed and I held back my whimper. He rubbed over my nipple with his thumb and then his other hand to my other breasts. I started to breathe hard and continued to massage them. I felt his hot, hard, throbbing member pressing against me. I removed one hand from my breast and it left my body.

"Spread your legs." he ordered.

I did as he asked and spread my legs.

"Not too much." he said.

I closed them a bit. Then I felt his member rubbing against me. I gasped and he continued to rub himself along my wet and aching folds.

"I know you are holding back. Let me hear you."

I started breathing rapidly and I moaned a bit. He went a little faster and then moved his hand in front. He went down my body and then I felt his fingers on my clit. I gasped loudly and he started to rub. He added more pressure as he rubbed and I felt something building inside me. My moans went higher and higher until I screamed. I felt my body shake as I came. When I was done he let me go and I slowly sank to the ground. I fell down and closed my eyes. My body was still twitching and I was breathing hard and deep. He was not done with me. He picked me up and laid me on his bed. He hovered over me and then began to kiss my neck. I wanted to cry, I wanted to push him away and run. But I had to protect my family. I had three younger siblings that I would never let suffer. He bit down and I gasped.

"Act as though you love me."

I slowly wrapped my arms around him and pulled his body to mine.

"Oh my lord…."

"Do not call me that. I said act as though you love."

I gritted my teeth.

"My love…"

"That is much better."

He moved from my neck to the tops of my breasts. He kissed over them and then took one of them in his mouth. I arched my body off the bed and he began to stroke the other one. He did give me pleasure, but I still hated him. He moved down, leaving open mouthed kisses on my body. His kissed up my inner thigh and I sighed. It was not until I felt the wet head of his member rub against my folds that I opened my eyes.

"Please….my love….do not do this."

He leaned down to my ear.

"You are mine and mine alone. I will not be denied what is mine."

With those words he shoved himself inside me. I cried out in pain but he did not wait. He began thrusting hard and long. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks and he continued to pound himself into me.

"Put your hands on me!" he demanded.

I reached out and ran my hands all along his chest and abs. He threw his head back and grabbed my hips. He slammed himself into me and I opened my eyes in horror. I could feel it. I could feel him filling me with his seed. I grabbed the sheets of the bed and closed my eyes. When he finished he did not pull himself out of me. I felt as though I were burning. His intrusion left me hurting. When I felt him go soft within me he pulled himself out. I got up and started to leave but he took my arm and leaned close.

"You are very dear to me. Never forget that."

I did not reply and he let me go. I dressed and swiftly went to my room.

Today he called on me again. We had been doing this for over a year and I was sick of it. When he told me to remove my cloths I did not listen. He raised his brows.

"I believe I gave you a command."

"I do not care."

He rose from his chair and walked forward angrily. I glared at him.

"I hate you!"

"What did you say to me?"

I knew I had to stand up to him.

"I said I hate you! I hate you more than anything and anyone! Once I would have been happy to serve you! Now I wish I were dead! You use me and when you are done you just send me away. I have only put up with it to protect my family, but no more. I do not belong to you and I never will!"

I turned to leave but he grabbed me and turned me around. I struggled in his grasp.

"Let go of me!"

"I cannot let you go. I need you!"

I glared at him.

"Find someone else to be your toy!" I snapped.

He shook his head.

"You were never my toy! At first my only reason for you was relief." He put my hand over his heart. "Now you are so much more than that. I told you once you were very dear to me. I meant it and I still mean it." He said.

I looked into his eyes and he leaned closer. He kissed the corner of my mouth and then pressed his lips to mine. My eyes widened. This was the first time he had ever kissed me. He gently wrapped his arms around me and kissed me gently. He slowly pulled away and then caressed my cheek.

"My lord I…"

"I have asked you not to call me that. And you need not pretend anymore. I will not harm your family."

I turned to go but something stopped me. A sort of feeling in my heart.

"You may leave. I will not call on you again. You have my word." he said.

My eyes went wide in surprise. I quickly pushed the doors open and left.

Over the next few days I started to feel something. Something I had never felt before. And I was afraid these feeling were for the king. My little brother had been gifted with a sword and my little sisters had been given fine and beautiful dresses. I knew these were from Thranduil. I laid awake that night and I could not stop thinking of him. I shook my head and then took a walk. I always went to a cavern just outside the kingdom when I needed to think. There was a small lake of clear blue water within it. I entered but there was already someone else in there. The last person I wanted to see stood near the water. He was not dressed in his kingly robes, nor was his crown upon his head. I looked at him curiously and then turned to leave. Once again I stopped. The feeling I had been feeling had grown over the last several weeks. I turned to look at him again. He his shoulders were slumped where he usually stood proud. He was just staring at the surface of the water. He looked sad and almost defeated. I could not find it in me to turn away from him. I slowly walked down to him.

"My lord," he looked up. "I did not expect to find you here." I said.

"I have not been here in many years." he answered.

I nodded and took a deep breath.

"Is there something bothering you my lord?"

"I have asked you not to refer to me that way."

He looked back at the water. I bit my lip and then took a step forward.

"What would you like me to call you?"

He looked at me.

"My name."

I was surprised. He almost sounded like he was pleading.

"Very well. Is something bothering you Thranduil?" I asked.

His lips twitched a bit when I said his name. He turned away from me once more.

"Is there anything I can do?"

He sighed.

"There is nothing you could do. I do not deserve your help. Especially after my treatment of you."

So that was what was bothering him. I walked a bit close and then looked into the water. I smiled a bit.

"The first time I came here was when my father died. That was 900 years ago. Ever since then I would come here when I needed to think or when I just needed to get away. When my mother died of a broken heart I came here. All I have left are my little brother and little sisters. They are not yet of age and I am all they have left. My brother barely remembers our mother and he never knew our father. I would sacrifice anything for them…And I wish to thank you for the gifts you sent them."

He looked at me but I did not meet his gaze.

"No one who comes here, should be sad."

I looked at him.

"I am sorry I threw such harsh words at you. Though you may have deserved them, I did not want hurt you so badly."

He smiled a bit.

"I did deserve them, you have every right to hate me. Which is why I wonder why you stay in my company now."

I cast my eyes down.

"Since we last spoke, a feeling has been growing within me. A feeling I have never had before, one that cannot explain. And I know now, it is for you. And it is not hatred."

I saw his hand slowly reach towards mine and I looked at him. He was hesitating and I nodded. He took my hand gently and I held onto him.

"I forgive you." I said.

His eyes went wide and I smiled a bit. He stepped forward and gently touched my face. He leaned forward slowly and I leaned with him. I closed my eyes as his lips pressed against mine. He slowly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. I put my hands on his arms and then slowly pulled away.

"I know now what I am feeling. I do care about you." I said.

He smiled at me and pulled my lips back to his. I slowly began to move my lips against his and soon opened my mouth to him. He did not hesitate to slide his tongue into my mouth. I moved my hand up his arms to his chest and I felt his heart beating. I pulled back a little.

"I would like to love you the right way, if you would let me." He whispered.

I smiled a little.

"Yes."

I could feel his smile as he kissed me again. He gently move his hand up to the side of my face and then moved it to the back of my head. His kiss was gentle and loving. His other hand went up to my neck and he stroked my skin. I was the one to slide my tongue into his mouth this time. He pulled my body to his tightly. I wrapped my arms around him and placed them on his back. He moved from my lips and to my neck. I smiled and closed my eyes.

"Thranduil….."

He sucked gently and then moved down to my collar bone. We slowly sank to the ground and he pulled me onto his lap. He looked into my eyes and I smiled at him. I stroked his cheek and then kissed him again. He slipped the shoulder of my dress down and moved to it. He kissed every bit of skin he exposed. I tilted my head back and he untied the sides of my dress. He pulled it down to reveal my breasts. He looked at me uncertainly and I nodded. He kissed over the tops and then flicked his tongue over my nipple. I moaned loudly and knotted my fingers in his hair. I pulled him closer and he moved to my other breast. He kissed down the valley between my breasts and I smiled. I untied his tunic and lifted it off him. I gazed upon his pale chest and lightly ran my fingers down it. He closed his eyes and I leaned down to kiss his neck. He moaned my name I kissed down his chest. I gently pushed him backwards and he laid down. I lightly let my hands go down his chest and then I followed that path with my lips. He sighed my name and I stood up. He looked at me curiously and I smiled. I let my dress fall to the ground and then slowly removed my chemise. I straddle him and began to rub against him. He closed his eyes and I took his hands in mine. I brought them up to my breasts and he began to massage them gently. I rubbed a little harder and then moved back. I slowly removed his trousers and then crawled back up to kiss his lips. He burrowed his hand in my hair and kissed me back. I started to rub over him again, making him wet from my own arousal. He sat up and wrapped his arms around me.

"I love you." he said.

My eyes widened at his confession.

"I could never make you love me, but I hope in time that you will."

I smiled and caressed his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned into my palm. I reached down to stroke him and then sank down on him. We both moaned as he entered me. I smiled at the pleasured feeling it gave me. I could feel him throbbing inside me and then I felt him rest his head on my chest. He hand went up my back until it rested between my shoulders. It was then I realized something. I once thought the king to be cold and cruel. I had never been so wrong. He was lonely, and he wanted someone who would love him. I smiled to myself and then lifted his head so he would looked at me.

"You were just lonely were you not."

He nodded and I kissed his forehead.

"I understand that. And I do love you, Thranduil."

The biggest smile came to his face. I smiled and kissed him before I started to move. He moaned into my mouth and pushed my chest to his. I moaned and curled my tongue around his. I really had fallen in love with him.

He thrust up and I pulled away to gasp.

"Have I hurt you?" he asked alarmed.

I shook my head.

"No just do it again!"

He did it again and again until I saw stars. I could feel the pleasure building up inside me and I could tell it was the same for him. I laid back and pulled him over me. He pounded himself inside me very hard and very fast. I cried out his name as I came and I could feel him coming deep inside me. He collapsed on top of me and laid his head on my chest. I smiled and ran my fingers through his long blond hair. He was breathing hard and I felt his heart beating hard in his chest. I kissed the top of his head and then looked up at the ceiling. The water was reflected on it and I smiled. His warm breath on my skin made me smile more. In the next few years he asked me to marry him, I said yes. Not too long after we had a child. A son we named Legolas.