You bit into your hand to stifle your cry of pleasure as another orgasm rocked hard through your body. You were sure that the guards outside, no the whole camp, could hear you. You couldn't stop, couldn't stop your body from shaking, couldn't stop your cunt from getting flooded with your arousal as Daemon pressed you down and fucked you into the bed.
From the moment you saw him riding through your town you knew he was trouble. Which only got confirmed when he declared that your town would be his next conquest. It wasn't much of a fight really, you knew you stood no chance. Which made your fantasies of him all the more sinful.
You shouldn't want this man. You should run from him, curse him out, kick and fight. You though you'd to that when he asked for a pretty woman to be brought to his tent. You thought you'd stand up to him, yell at him, slap him, give him a piece of your mind.
But just like the town you were no match for his might.
"That's right keep screaming. Make them hear you. Make your whole town hear you as I make you my whore." His hips snapped against yours, cock hitting so deep it almost hurt. "You're such a dirty girl. Coming from the cock of a man who could have killed every single person around you." He smirked down at you, looking at you like you were lower then the dirt under his booth, "Pathetic. You barely put up a fight. Did you want a cock that bad?"
You shook your head, hands fisting into the sheets and furs around you, "No. I... I fucking hate you." You narrowed your eyes at him for half a second before your expression changed into that of sin and pleasure as his cock kept hitting that spot inside of you that made your pussy react in a downright slutty way. "I should have killed you."
The threat, if you could call it that, made him roar in laughter, "You kill me? I would love to see you try. If you can move at all after this. Although," He leaned over and stole a brief kiss, pulling back just as you wanted to bite him, "it would make it all the more fun to make you squirm beneath me. So go ahead, try it. See which happens first." His his thrusts became brutal, his hands spreading and pushing your thighs apart so you had the perfect view of his cock going in and out, and how much your clit twitched at every deep, "You killing me, or me making you my cockslut."