"I said get out of my bed!" Kainaaz yelled again, ignoring the fact that she wanted to laugh her ass off because the mummy was very tall and his feet hung over the bottom of the bed post.
"Aye, you're right, I should get out of this bed and leave this place, I need to get to Scotland!" The warrior cleverly said, and pretended to get out of bed.
"No, no please, I'm sorry, stay." Kainaaz quickly changed her tune, afraid that if he left she would not get her promotion or fame that she worked so hard to get for the last few years, "I'll sleep on the other side of the bed, I won't bother you, I promise."
Balloch watched with amusement as Kainaaz walked to the other side of the bed. Her pajamas that were made of silky thin material did nothing to cover up her curved body, and the warrior swallowed, as he hungrily watched her climb onto the bed.
"Mummy, move as far away from me as you can." She said, and grabbed the ivory sheet, forgetting the fact that the Druid was naked underneath. It didn't take her but a few seconds to get back to her old self. "I'm sorry Tut, but the sheet is mine!"
When Kainaaz pulled the sheet away from him, he was left completely naked and the Druid held back his laughter as he waited for her outburst which he was sure would come.
"What the hell!" The young maiden yelled, and quickly looked away from his huge, swollen shaft. "Just take the damn sheet and cover yourself!"
Not able to help himself anymore, Balloch laughed his heart out, but made no move to cover himself. "Close the light, and turn around, the darkness will help you relax while you sleep, and don't worry about me, I have never in all my years of life ever taken a maiden against her will!"
"If you touch me or take me against my will I will scream Tut! And be warned that I am a light sleeper, one wrong move and I'll chop your thing off!" She warned, and grabbed the pillow from under her head and placed it between their two bodies before she reached over to the nightstand to turn off the lamp.
Darkness filled the room, but Balloch's vision was excellent in the dark, and he could not help but notice Kainaaz's body that was outlined underneath the bed sheet. He wanted to reach over and touch her but he dared not, he was a man of principle and would never touch a virgin without her consent.
Well into the night hours later, the Druid was hypnotized by the steady rhythm of the young maidens breathing. She had rolled on her back and her nipples that were perked, poked through the material of her pajamas, the bed sheet had slipped down to her waist and Balloch swore under his breath. His balls were about to burst, he was in great pain and needed to release his seed again.
With great effort the Druid had mastered his needs and wants very well on this night, but when Kainaaz while in deep sleep threw her long, shapely leg over his, Balloch closed his eyes and , gritted his teeth.
"Mother of God!" He whispered hoarsely, and stiffened. He knew that if he made any kind of move she would wake up and wrongly accuse him of something. Holding his breath, he tried everything in his power to restrain himself, but was unsuccessful.
His blood boiled as heat surged throughout his entire body and he could not control himself anymore. Slowly his hand softly slipped under the pajama bottom and caressed her leg. Never in his life had he ever lost control and overstepped dangerous boundaries like tonight, but this time he knew that he was in deep trouble. The last and only time he had felt this way was when he had his soulmate in his arms before the witch destroyed them and separated the two of them. Was Kainaaz his soulmate? Had the witch taken his memory of her away from him, could Kainaaz be his one true love, or was he feeling like this because it's been a long time since the last time he had made love to a woman?
"Bastard!" Kainaaz yelled into the darkness and pulled her leg away from the Druid. "You would rape a helpless sleeping woman? Pervert!"
Flabbergasted by her words and annoyed at the way his body had reacted to a simple touch of her body, the Druid lost his patience, and angrily rolled on top of the young maiden, "You have wrongly accused me of many things tonight, I have never raped a woman in my life nor am I a pervert, but mayhap tonight I have reached my limitations where patience is concerned, and I should make love to you, the heck with being righteous all the time, I want you badly!" He said hoarsely, before he lowered his lips on to hers and kissed her passionately.
Kainaaz's body immediately was set on fire and she kissed him back hungrily without recognizing the dangerous situation she was placing herself in. A masculine moan escaped the Druids lips, he was crazy out of his mind with want, and he had lost his mind. He needed to be inside her more than the fish needed the water. With trembling hands he tore the young maidens pajamas off her body and positioned himself on top of her.
"Balloch," Kainaaz whispered in a husky tone of voice, lost in the heated moment.
The warrior had reached a point of madness. Blazing heat surged through his body and he was trembling with desire, but at the very last possible second, right when his swollen shaft was at the tip of her private domain, and about to slam into her, his mind argued that she was a maiden, a virgin, untouched, a delicate flower that should be plucked only on her marriage bed, and not on this night in the heat of passion.
All his life Balloch had been a righteous Druid, winning the title 'Righteous Judge in all of Scotland' he was praised for his warm heart and clean mind. He had never done wrong, and was given the honor of ruling his people. He always ruled with fairness and his name was chanted across Scotland, but now in a moment of weakness he was about to deflower a virgin.
"Mother of God!" He swore underneath his breath, and rolled off Kainaaz.
Jumping off the bed, the Druid slammed his huge body up against the wall and grabbed his huge shaft in his hand. It wasn't the fact that he was hurting and needed to desperately release his seed, nor was it because he was righteous that he stopped himself from taking her. It was because she was a virgin and he wanted to desperately be the first to claim her that he stopped himself from taking what didn't belong to him. It took everything he had inside him to walk away from her, but he knew that if he had gone through with it, everything he stood for would have been a lie, and he wouldn't be able to live with himself after that.
When Balloch's body trembled with lust and he released his seed, Kainaaz heard his masculine moans in the dark, and she lay quietly without breathing listening as he unleashed his passion, and without warning, raging heat engulfed her below her midsection and waves after waves of pleasure claimed her until her entire body trembled with spasms and she too cried out loud in the heat of the moment.
Balloch's heart stopped pumping for a moment as he heard her sweet cries in the dark, to hell with being righteous he thought as he jumped back on the bed and his lips pressed against the nape of her neck. He heard her gasp for a second before her fingers threaded through his thick mane of hair.
God, he wanted this woman more than anything else in his entire life and he knew that one day she would be his, but for now, he would restrain himself and settle for this. His hot lips anxiously traveled over her round and firm breasts, and he nipped and sucked each of her nipples that had perked in anticipation, waiting for this blessed moment, and he, not able to stand it any longer quickly worked his way down and between her legs. Balloch thrust his tongue inside her, tasting her, marking his territory, branding her his forever, until once again he heard her cry out his name passionately, as her private domain quivered beneath him and her entire body trembled lustfuly in the heat of the moment.
Gliding his body over hers, he dropped his mouth and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her passionately until the both of them were out of breath. He had kept her a virgin on this night, even through this most difficult time, because he loved her. This sudden realization hit him like a tun of bricks. He loved her. Pulling his mouth away from hers, he looked down at her beautiful face and wisphered hoarsely, "Ta gra' agam duit."
Not understanding his confession of love for her, having spoken his words in Gaelic, she misunderstood the words to be an insult, dare she believe that his words were anything other than words of love? For how can anyone love someone in just one night of passion? When the sudden realization settled into her heart that he was using her to get his rocks off, her small hands curled into fists and she beat his chest wildly.
"Get off me beast!" She yelled out loud, and continued to pound his muscled chest until he grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.
"Stud!" His voice was hoarse and his body was still in heat.
"Fuck off pervert!" She yelled and raised her knee, kicking him on his oversized balls and surprising the warrior who knew better than to think that she would let him get away with what they had just shared and just enjoy a night of lovemaking.
The tigress was his soulmate of that he was sure of now, he knew himself well, and he loved her, she held his heart from the moment he laid eyes on her five hundred years ago in Scotland, and the fact that he restrained himself from taking away her purity, confirmed once and for all that she was the one, but this sudden realization striked fear in his heart. If she was his true soulmate than her life was in grave danger. Balloch knew that the witch will hunt her down and kill her.
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Thousand of tiny pieces of broken fragments of glass shattered across the marble floor when the witch threw the magic mirror at the wall. Hatred filled her heart and she cursed Balloch's name to hell when she watched through the looking glass and saw the warrior make love to his soulmate.
"You belong to me not her!" Her voice echoed throughout the palace, "I will kill your soulmate and bring you to your knees warrior until you beg for mercy!"
The servant girl watched as the witch stripped out of her clothes and dug her long nails into her skin, marking her beautiful body with deadly symbols. The blood dripped and splattered on the floor and the young maiden started to tremble with fear.
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