Edge moaned as Marcus's huge hands caressed his torso, briefly pausing to pinch his small, hard nipples
between his fingers eliciting a gasp of pain from him. Marcus's huge cock filled him so completely that he felt
like he was going to burst as it pumped in and out of him.
Marcus grinned as he watched Edge impale himself on his cock. The look on Edge's face was that of pure
ecstasy. Marcus decided to let the boy ride him at his own pace until his need became too great and he was
forced to fuck him through the mattress. "Feels good, don't it?" Marcus asked as his hands gripped Edge's
hips helping to lift him and force him back downwards on his cock again.
Edge only whimpered, his cock was so rock hard that it was starting to hurt. He started stroking it, but
Marcus brushed his hands away. "It belongs to me now," Marcus growled possessively as his huge hand
wrapped around it, stroking and tugging at it roughly.
"Marcus!" Edge screamed as he came in Marcus's hand. Edge's body trembling with his release, barely able
to stay astraddle of his big lover.
Marcus smiled as he used his powers to steady his trembling lover. He brought a finger up to his mouth and
tasted Edge, savoring the taste of his virgin mate, knowing that he would be the first and the last that would
ever taste Edge's sweet essence.
He smiled as he withdrew from Edge and quickly flipped him so that he was laying flat on his back. Marcus
lifted his long, lean thighs onto his shoulders as he immediately plunged back inside of Edge's warm tightness.
Edge arched up in slight discomfort as he found Marcus fully sheathed inside of him again. Edge moaned and
squirmed underneath Marcus, overwhelmed by all the new sensations that was assaulting his body. Rhyno
had shielded him since he was young from all sexual contact and emotions, he was unsure of how to respond.
As Marcus claimed his body, Edge wrapped his arms around the broad body of his lover, trying to pull him
closer, needing more.
Marcus grinned as he read Edge's thoughts, his face nuzzling against the long slender neck of his lover. He
placed soft kisses along it, eliciting a moan of pleasure from his young lover.
As Marcus started to thrust harder into Edge, he was surprised by the way Edge started to arch up to meet
his thrusts. Marcus smiled as he thrust one last time into his lover, before filling him with his come, one hot
spurt after another.
"Mine," Marcus growled as he covered Edge's mouth with his, his tongue darting into his mouth, entwining
around his.
Marcus smiled as he lifted himself off his lover, knowing that he was too heavy on top of him. He admired
Edge's body that glistened in sweat as he tried to catch his breath. He watched the rise and fall of his chest,
and the quivering of his abdomen. He had claimed his mate. It was time for him to finish off the rest of
resisting clans and proclaim himself King.
Edge turned his head in shame as his body still trembled in pleasure. He was suddenly ashamed, he had
betrayed his family and people by enjoying the coupling. He spotted the knife that Marcus had taken from
him earlier laying within reaching distance. Slowly his hand reached for it.
He jumped as his wrists were suddenly pulled above his head and the angry face of Lord Marcus looking
down at him.
He watched in amazement as the knife floated to Lord Marcus, Marcus grabbed it, using his powers to keep
Edge's wrists pinned above his head.
"Do you really want to kill me, Edge?" Marcus taunted. "I rather thought you were enjoying yourself."
"Bastard!" Edge screamed as he tried to pull his arms down. "You can take my body, but you will never have
me. I will NEVER love you!"
Marcus only chuckled as he stared at the knife. "Your brother has such soft skin, doesn't he?"
"You wouldn't?" Edge whispered in fear.
"You both belong to me, my darling mate. If you want to secure your brother's virtue and health, as well as
your protector's life, you will pleasure me. You are my mate and you will act as such," Marcus growled.
Edge stared at the knife wishing that Marcus would plunge it into his heart and end this nightmare.
"Never," Marcus said reading Edge's mind. "You will be at my side always, my pretty."
Edge shivered in fear as he realized Marcus was inside of his head as well. Edge bowed his head, accepting his
fate with great sadness.
Marcus smiled as he lifted Edge, forcing him onto his hands and knees as he positioned himself at Edge's
small puckered opening. Edge tried to pull away, but remembered what Marcus said about harming Christian
and he forced himself to remain still as his new master slowly pushed his huge cock into him. Edge
whimpered as the tip of Marcus's cock brushed across his prostate. He couldn't control the buckling of his
hips, nor the moan of pleasure that escaped from his throat.
Marcus chuckled as he increased the pace of his thrusts.
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Regal smiled as he heard the young Prince Edge's scream of pleasure echo from Lord Marcus's bed chamber.
He was about to sew the seed of doubt about Benoit to his Lord, but by the sounds coming from the room he
knew it would be dangerous to interrupt his Lord's coupling with his new mate. Lord Marcus was known to
be quite resilient when it came to rutting and very possessive, and he did not like to be disturbed.
Deciding that he didn't have all day to wait around until his Lord satisfied himself with his new mate, he went
to spy on Benoit and Jericho. Slowly, sneaking through the secret passageways of the castle's walls, he made
it to Benoit's room. He slowly opened the secret door. The sight that greeted him, caused his inhuman blood
to boil.
Benoit had the feisty blonde on his bed and was taking him hard and fast from behind. Benoit wisely had left
the leash on his beautiful slave and had added a gag as Lord Marcus had requested.
Jericho looked so beautiful as he wiggled underneath Benoit. One of Benoit's hands was busy stroking
Jericho's long, slender cock as he rutted feverishly into him, jabbing him with his cock. Jericho's moans of
pleasure were muffled by the gag, as was his scream of release.
Benoit smiled as he brought his hand to his mouth and tasted the creamy essence of his lover, his grunts of
pleasure became louder as he finally exploded inside of the blond, filling him with his seed, claiming and
marking him.
Regal stroked his own aching cock. "Soon my pretty," he whispered in the dark shadows as he pulled the
secret door shut.
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Kane smiled as he stroked the hair of his two young sleeping lovers. Matt and Jeff had been given to him to
protect since the day they were born. He had been a good protector until his brother convinced him that he
could claim the two brothers as his own. He had foolishly listened to Marcus and helped overthrow Matt and
Jeff's parents, claiming the two princes as his own.
"Kane?" Jeff yawned.
"Yes, Jeff," Kane said admiring the boys beautiful body as he stretched and yawned once again.
"You have to help us," Jeff whispered as he caressed the strong arms of his gentle lover.
"I can't. He's my brother," Kane said sadly, turning away from Jeff.
"Kane, he has to be stopped," Matt whispered, joining in on the conversation, hugging Kane's waist.
Kane pulled away, standing up and looking down at his lovers. "I cannot betray my brother. He will take you
away from me."
"Death is better than being a prisoner," Jeff continued pleading with his master and protector.
"Do I not treat you good?" Kane protested.
"Not you. Him," Matt corrected.
"He's never harmed you," Kane said, suddenly becoming defensive.
"He enslaved our parents," Jeff said almost crying, "He destroyed our clan and our home. He's enslaved
every human he's met."
"He's only using you," Matt continued.
"STOP IT!" Kane yelled.
Matt and Jeff froze, they had never been afraid of their lover until now.
"Get back on the bed and shut up!" Kane demanded as he walked over to the window and stared out of it. His
emotions were too unstable right now. He hadn't meant to frighten the boys, but he craved silence.
Matt and Jeff quickly went back to the bed and crawled under the covers, clinging to each other as they
watched Kane stare out of the window.
Kane knew Matt and Jeff was telling the truth, but there was nothing he could do about it. Marcus was too
powerful.
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Kurt whimpered in pain as Steve rutted on top of him. Steve sucked at his neck noisily as he jerked his hips,
thrusting into Kurt hard and fast. Kurt yelped in pain as Steve bit his shoulder, marking him.
Steve increased his thrusts as he licked at the fresh wound on Kurt's shoulder, lapping at the small trickle of
blood that flowed from it.
"You got a good taste," Steve whispered, "might keep you around for awhile."
Kurt whimpered as Steve tensed. He could feel Steve's warm seed spurting deep into his bowels, spurt after
spurt. He thought that it would never end.
As Kurt opened his eyes, he shivered as he looked into Steve's blank stare. He winced in pain as Steve pulled
out of him still semi-hard.
Steve grinned a menacing smile as he looked at Kurt's smaller cock that was rock hard. He wiped the tears
from Kurt's face as he leaned down and whispered in his ear.
"I'll make you forget about Hunter."
Kurt tensed as Steve moved down and engulfed his cock into his mouth. Kurt gripped the sheets as he felt
Steve's teeth rake across it gently.
As Steve circled the mushroom head of his cock with his tongue, Kurt couldn't help but whimper in pleasure.
He could feel that Steve was still using his power to hold him still and unresisting, but really didn't care.
Steve grinned as he slipped a finger into Kurt, followed by another. Kurt jumped as they stroked across his
prostate sending jolts of pleasure throughout his body. As his mouth was engulfed in Steve's warm mouth,
Kurt couldn't hold back any longer. He came hard, filling Steve's mouth his essence.
Steve swallowed every drop that his lover had to offer. He continued to suck hard and finger fuck him, until
he was sure he had milked every drop from him.
He smiled as he looked up at the unconscious Kurt. "Your ass belongs to me now, boy."
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Rhyno smiled as he heard the soft footsteps of Raven approaching his cell. He laid on his cot and slowly
started stroking his cock.
Raven walked as softly as he could, hoping to catch Rhyno asleep. He stopped as he heard grunts coming
from Rhyno's cell. Slowly he crept closer.
He could hear Rhyno as he stroked himself, but didn't have a good view. Damn these bars, he silently cursed
to himself. He smiled as he remembered he was part elf. He closed his eyes as he concentrated.
When he opened them, he was inside of the cell. He slowly inched closer to Rhyno's cot as he rubbed his own
hardness that strained against the confines of his clothes.
As Raven watched Rhyno's hand stroke his long, thick shaft, his tongue licked his lips hungrily.
He jumped in surprise as Rhyno reached out and grabbed him, pinning him underneath his strong body.
"Like what you see, little elf?" Rhyno growled as he leaned down and covered Raven's slightly parted lips.
~~~~~
Test smiled as he looked down at Shane's angelic face. He'd been in love with the young prince since the first
moment he had saw him.
Test's smile soon changed to a frown. He knew what Lord Marcus was planning for Vince and his family and
he couldn't let that happen, even though Marcus had promised Shane to him, Shane would hate him if he let
anything happen to his parents and sister. The thoughts of what Lord Marcus was planning for Stephanie
was hideous.
But how was he going to fight such a powerful sorcerer as Lord Marcus? He couldn't do it alone.
Test gasped as Shane turned in his sleep, unknowingly removing the thin sheet that covered his nakedness.
Test felt his hunger for Shane grow as his eyes traced a path upwards along the firm, muscular thighs to the
batch of dark curls that surrounded the semi-hard slender cock. Test grinned. Shane was having a wet
dream. He thought about reading his mind, but decided to let Shane have his privacy. Maybe in time, he
could profess his love for the young prince and maybe he would love him back.
Test went to his room next door and tried unsuccessfully to fall asleep, the memory of Shane's nude body still
lingering in his mind, causing his cock to twitch.
Shane grinned in his sleep as he dreamed of being alone with Test on a deserted island. He dreamed of how it
would feel to caress that muscular torso of his protector and what his lips would feel like as they stole a kiss
from those luscious lips. Shane moaned as he dreamed that Test gently made love to him.
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Marcus watched Edge sleep. He gently brushed a stray strand of hair from his mate's beautiful face. He knew
that his mate was exhausted and would sleep for several hours. He reluctantly scooted from the bed,
grabbing the knife that Edge had tried to assassinate him with. He looked back down at his lover that laid on
his stomach with his legs slightly spread. He smiled as he noticed that some of his seed was still seeping from
Edge.
His mate may hate him, but he would never refuse him after their bonding ceremony. Edge would be
completely bonded to him, body and soul.
He kissed the top of Edge's head as he dressed.
"I'll be here when you wake up, my precious," he whispered in his ear. "Sleep until then."
Edge stirred in his sleep.
Marcus smiled as he exited his bed chamber.
"M'Lord," the giant guard said as he bowed in respect.
"Good morning, Paul," Marcus said smiling.
Paul lifted an eyebrow. Marcus hadn't smiled in ages. "I take it, you have found your mate?"
"Found him and claimed him," Marcus said proudly, smiling as he heard a small gasp from the other room
near his. Sweet Christian.
Marcus smiled as he pondered what to do with Christian.
"Take Christian into Hunter's room," Marcus ordered.
"But Hunter will....."
Marcus looked at the giant harshly, "I know what Hunter will do, and it's part of my plan."
Paul nodded and grinned as Marcus disappeared in front of him. Marcus was full of surprises. Whatever he
had planned for Hunter and Christian couldn't be pleasant.
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Regal smiled as Lord Marcus materialized upon his throne.
"Good morning, Lord Marcus. Was the young man a suitable mate?" Regal asked smiling his usual fake smile,
already knowing the answer.
Marcus smiled, "Yes. I need the witch to help prepare him for our bonding ceremony."
Regal smiled. "Of course, Lord Marcus," Regal said bowing.
"Regal."
"Yes, Lord Marcus. Tell her I have a special request, the one she and I discussed earlier."
Regal nodded, frowning, wondering what the special request was. You can bet that whatever it was, Edge
wasn't going to like it.
"Lord Marcus," Regal said as he started to leave.
"Yes."
"Benoit seems to be having trouble controlling that little blonde trollop of his," Regal said, hoping that Marcus
would decide to punish the little blonde.
"I know, he ran into me last night," Marcus growled as he remembered.
"Maybe if the little blonde was passed around among the other sorcerers he might learn to stay with his
master better," Regal said grinning.
"Maybe, but most of them are scared of Benoit, they wouldn't touch him. Maybe if I gifted him to you one
night, the little blonde might learn his lesson. I'm sure you could teach him some manners," Marcus said
smiling, reading the lust in the little goblins eyes and black heart.
"Oh yes, Lord Marcus, that is a brilliant plan," Regal said smiling, baring his sharp yellow teeth.
"Talk to the witch and I will have Benoit and Jericho brought before me."
Regal smiled as he scampered down the hallway.
Marcus smiled as he watched the goblin. Regal thought that was doing this for him, while actually Marcus
wanted to see where Benoit's loyalties lie, with him or the rebel sorcerers.
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Raven squirmed as he tried to push Rhyno's huge body off the top of him.
"NO!" He gasped as he beat at Rhyno's chest. A shiver of fear ran through his body as Rhyno looked down at
him with an all-knowing smile. Yes, he wanted Rhyno, but not like this.
"Don't be frightened, little elf. I won't hurt you," Rhyno whispered in his ear as he gently nibbled at the
pointed ears, the only visible part of Raven that was elfin.
"Get off me you big.....OX!" Raven said as he pushed Rhyno away, and managed to raise up.
"Ox?" Rhyno asked with a lifted eyebrow.
"Well, you are bigger than me," Raven said smirking, blushing when he realized that Rhyno was stroking his
cock, his very large, thick cock.
"More ways than one," Rhyno smirked, smiling as he saw the little elf blush. "Want to touch it?"
"No! I...I um......," Raven bowed his head as he felt the hardness of his own cock.
"It won't bite you," Rhyno teased.
As Raven went to slap Rhyno, his hand was grabbed and forced against Rhyno's huge, thick shaft. Raven's
fingers jerked as they felt the scorching heat beneath their fingertips.
Rhyno moaned as Raven's slender fingers finally wrapped around the base of his cock. Raven reminded him
of Christian and how timid he had been at first.
Raven smiled as he watched the sorcerers face as he slowly stroked the massive shaft. Somehow, he knew
this sorcerer was different. He wouldn't hurt him.
Rhyno caught the little elf looking at him and pulled him closer for a gentle kiss, slowly sliding his tongue
between the unresisting lips as he tasted the little elf.
"RAVEN!" A guff voice echoed throughout the cells, startling both men.
Raven jumped and quickly stood, straightening his clothes.
Rhyno stood, tucking his aching shaft back into his pants, gritting his teeth in pain. "Who is it?"
"My master," Raven said with a sad defeated look as he closed his eyes and found himself on the outside of
the cell again. "I'm sorry. I never should have...."
"Please come back later," Rhyno whispered.
"Do you wish to see me again, knowing that I belong to another?" Raven asked sadly.
"When I get out of here, I will set you free, little elf," Rhyno whispered as he gently caressed Raven's cheek
through the bars.
Raven smiled and blushed again as he turn and run down the hallway.
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Kane growled as he watched Jeff slowly impale himself on his cock. His long blond hair was tousled and
splayed around his shoulders, giving him such an erotic look that it was all Kane could do to restrain himself
from flipping the boy on his back and fucking him hard and fast. The boy was growing tired and couldn't last
much longer. The most Jeff had lasted was five times, then he was out for a whole day.
Kane gripped Jeff's hips tighter, refusing to give into his animalistic urges. He had never hurt Matt and Jeff
and never would. He smiled as he looked over at the nude, unconscious, sweaty body of Matt. Matt now
knew why most sorcerers had two mates. One mate couldn't possibly match the sorcerers stamina for sex.
Jeff moaned in pleasure as Kane's cock pumped into him, filling him so completely that nothing else mattered.
"Kane," Jeff whimpered, his hands caressing his big lovers chest.
Kane smiled as he lifted the blond so that he was astraddle of his massive chest. Licking his lips as he looked
at the slender, long cock that jutted inches from his mouth.
Jeff whimpered in anticipated pleasure, thrusting his hips forward. "Please," Jeff pleaded.
Jeff gasped as his cock was engulfed by Kane's mouth, the sucking so intense that he immediately released
his seed inside of Kane's mouth. Kane swallowed everything that his young lover offered, licking him clean.
"Better?" Kane asked.
Jeff nodded as he scooted back down along Kane's huge body and impaled himself on the long, thick shaft
once again. Cooing as he was once again filled completely that he thought he would burst.
Kane growled as he gripped Jeff's slender hips holding him perfectly still as he thrust upwards, his seed
spurting deep inside of the little blonde.
He caught Jeff as he swooned, holding him upright with his powers until he was completely spent. He gently
laid the trembling boy down beside of his equally beautiful brother.
Kane smiled as he looked down at his angels. He knew what Marcus was doing was wrong, but he wasn't
powerful enough to stand against him alone. He would however, if he ever threatened his young lovers again.
*************************************
Benoit was furious as Lord Marcus told him that Jericho was to be punished.
"NO! He's just young Lord Marcus. I will train him," Benoit said, his voice now full of fear for his young lover.
Jericho looked at Benoit with pleading eyes as he knelt before Lord Marcus, wearing the leash and gag as he
had requested.
Marcus grinned at the delectable little blonde that kneeled before him clad in a white thong, wearing a
beautiful white collar and leash, along with a gag to keep him silent.
"My decision is final. One night with Regal," Lord Marcus growled as he motioned for his guards to take
Jericho to Regal's room.
"Please, Lord Marcus," Benoit pleaded as he watched Jericho struggle, his beautiful face shrouded in fear. His
whimpers and cries for help stifled by the gag.
"It is for the best, Benoit," Marcus replied watching the young sorcerer closely, but frowning as he was
unable to read his mind.
Benoit shielded his thoughts. Marcus would pay for this.
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Regal sighed in disgust as he waited for the witch to finish torturing her newest prisoner, who was tied
spread-eagled to the dungeon wall. The young red haired girl screamed in pain as the witch inserted a huge
long object up inside of her vagina that resembled a huge cock and twisted it.
"That's a good girl, Lita. I'll be right back to continue. Don't go anywhere," Trish whispered as she caressed
the girls flat abdomen.
"It's about time," Regal sighed.
"What do you want, little goblin? Do you want me to turn you into a frog? No wait, a frog is much prettier
than you," Trish says as she starts to laugh at her own joke.
"Very funny witch," Regal hisses, "I'm here for Lord Marcus."
"Lord Marcus?" Trish said smiling as her long nails traced around the knife she was holding, looking back at
Lita who whimpered when she saw the knife.
"He wants you to get his mate ready for their bonding ceremony," Regal replied.
"Of course," Trish said smiling as she laid the knife down and started mixing some of her potions together.
"He mentioned something about a special request."
Trish's eyes lit up. It had been years since she had got to use that spell. She licked her lips in anticipation. "I
see," she said smiling.
"What does he mean?" Regal asked, trying to find out what the big secret was.
"None of your business, toad face," Trish said pushing the ugly goblin toward the door. "Tell him I would be
honored to perform the ceremony and I will prepare the "special" potion for his mate."
"Wait!" Regal protested as he was shoved out of her lair.
Trish smiled as she locked the door. Marcus was truly a man after her own black heart. She wondered if his
mate knew about this. Probably not.
Lita's whimpering caught her attention.
"Ahhh, poor baby," Trish said softly as she sauntered over to her prisoner, slowly removing her clothes, not
wanting to get blood all over them, especially when she loved blood baths so much.
Lita's whimpers became louder as Trish's long nails raked along the curves of her body, causing Lita to
tremble in fright.
Trish smiled as she smelled the fear radiating from the girl. She had originally planned to drain the girl of her
virgin blood and remove all her organs for her blood bath. The things a witch had to do to keep her outer
beauty, but something about the girl was desirable.
Lita sobbed as she felt Trish's hands between her legs twisting the huge object that she had placed up in her.
"Does that feel good, little girl?" Trish asked as she leaned in, pressing her body against Lita's, feeling the
softness of the girls breasts press against hers. Trish's hands reaching behind her prisoner and cupping the
girls buttocks, squeezing, cutting into them with her nails. Lita whimpered as Trish ground her body against
hers.
Trish smiled as she sucked on Lita's neck. It would be so easy to slit her throat right now, but she wanted
more from this one. Trish leaned back as she admired the firm, round breasts, leaning down to pop a pert
nipple into her mouth, sucking and tugging on it hard, until Lita cried out in pain.
"That's it, scream for me," Trish said smiling as she held out her hand and a knife appeared.
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Kurt laid as still as he could. He didn't want to awaken Steve. Steve had taken him so many times last night
that he didn't know if he could walk if he wanted to. He had been allowed only a few moments to rest
between fucks.
As Steve cuddled against his back, holding him tightly, he almost felt safe. He knew he was just a piece of
meat to the sorcerers in this castle.
Kurt jumped as he felt Steve kiss his neck. "Good morning, beautiful," Steve whispered.
Kurt remained silent, unsure what to say.
"I've got a present for you," Steve said smiling.
Kurt felt a shiver of fear run down his spine as he looked into Steve's cold, cunning eyes. Something was not
quite right about him.
Kurt looked at the collar Steve held up. It was black, but curvy like a snake. "You belong to me now," Steve
whispered as he placed the collar around his neck.
Kurt managed a weak smile.
"Good boy. Now get on your hands and knees so I can fuck you," Steve ordered.
