0 comments/ 6942 views/ 4 favorites All Roses Have Their Thorns By: JoeBarnosky Spain 1480 THE TALL DARK HAIRED MAN strides into the great hall keeping his gaze forward despite the multiple guards posted at every pillar with a spear in their grasp just waiting for the man to make a sudden movement other than expected of him. His gaze falls upon the throne set high upon a dais where Queen Isabella I, queen of Spain sits comfortably but with a slight contour of irritation set upon her face. The tall man's cape flows through the air with each step he takes with confidence toward the throne. When he finally arrives before the queen he kneels gracefully before her. The queen, however, never drops her gaze toward the man. Instead, she sits for a few moments unmoving, looking out over the large, wide hall. "Do you know why I have summoned you Asrah?" the queen eventually asks glaring down at him. "I have my suspicions Majesty," he answers lifting his eyes toward her. How he despises the fact he plays this game with a human no matter her status, but he continues in order to fulfill his own intentions. "This land is in chaos," the queen almost roars as if the man never answers. "Heretics roam free, spreading their lies and influence, serving angel and God." She stands abruptly up from the throne and walks down toward Asrah. Her hand drops beneath his chin and with the simple gesture guides him to his feet. "Leave us!" she instructs the various guards spread throughout the great hall. Without word or sound the hall empties leaving only Asrah and Queen Isabella. Her hand moves from his chin to his cheek. "You are my most trusted and only you can lead the campaign need to cleanse this country clean." "What do mean my queen?" asking innocently. "I have discussed it with my husband already and it has been decided that an inquisition is in order and you are the one to lead it," she says running a finger down his chest. "But we will hide behind the people's religion and cleanse this land until it is molded in my fashion." "Then I am honored," he answers suppressing the smile that is ready to spread across his face. "As you should be," Isabella says leaning forward to kiss him. He doesn't resist as she presses her lips firmly against his. Asrah pulls away after a moment and holds the queen away by her arms. "If the king steps through we could be finished." Then I will be forced to proceed by force with my plans. "I have the king under my control and he'll do just as I say," she replies softly into his ear. "Besides he is not due back for another few days, so we have all the time needed." Time was something Asrah had plenty of too. Like many other demons, he hid amongst the human population bidding his time for the perfect opportunity to rise to power. Now that time had come and he was going to take it by any means necessary. Isabella smiles and slips her hand around his neck. Her lips press against his and Asrah allows his tongue to slip into her mouth while his hand slides into her soft brown hair. She snakes her tongue passed his, softly twirling it around his tongue. The queen presses her body against him and pulls him in closer to her own. Her body feels soft apart from her breasts pressing hard against his chest. "Ravage me," she demands breaking the kiss. "Take me here and give me thanks for the gift I have granted you." Asrah has had the queen many times since he came into her service, but something seemed different this time and not just in the emotions the human women was displaying but the anticipation of his moment finally coming to fruition. He firmly pushes his tongue into her mouth, tasting her even trying to almost devour her. She pushes back against him, grinding herself into his body. He slides one hand down to cup her breast through her royal robes and squeezed it firmly. Isabella give a soft murmur as he probes her breast with her fingers. He can feel her pelvis press into his groin as she rubs herself along his cock. Reaching down he cups her ass and pulls her into him, pressing her tightly against him. Their tongues twist together in a wild dance of lust. Then he feels her hands slide up his back. She hooks the top of his shirts and rips it apart letting it fall to the floor to reveal his strong chest. Then she runs her fingers down his chest, rubbing them over him slowly. "No lover can compare to you," she smiles. "Not even your husband?" "My husband serves only as that and the king," she grins wickedly. "I rule this land. He is only a puppet." And soon I will rule and you will be the puppet. Asrah reaches down grabbing the front of her robes and tears them open and letting them fall to the floor then runs his hands slowly up her body, sliding them up her side and over her shoulders until they land onto her breasts. With one in each hand he squeezes firmly. Two firm mounds of porcelain white flesh, each topped by a small pink nipple. He slowly lowers his head down, gently kissing one, then the other before pulling one into his mouth. Isabella gives a soft moan as he begins to suck on her breast. He feels her arch backward, pushing her chest out toward him. He takes his time sucking on her breast by drawing it fully into his mouth, then licking his tongue over it, curling the tip if his tongue around the hard nipple. He hears her soft hiss of pleasure. He runs his tongue over the nipple, licking it fully and hard forcing Isabella to moan even deeper as she wraps her arms around his neck. Asrah moves to her other breast giving that same treatment, sucking it into his mouth, licking it all over and paying deliberate attention to the hard nipple. Isabella's moans grow deeper and she gives a guttural groan from deep in her throat. Asrah sucks deeply on her breast as he lowers his hand between her legs. Softly he runs his fingers up her pussy, just inside her outer lips. She gives a soft hiss so he probes deeper, sliding his fingers along her inner lips. Then he pushes two fingers softly into her. She gives a sharp gasp and he feels her fingers dig into his neck as he pushes his fingers inside her. Her pussy is already wet and he can feel her juices soaking his fingers. He pushes them as deep into her as he can then pulls them out to slide the tips along the roof of her pussy. Isabella gives a deeper groan of pleasure then gasps again as he pushes his fingers back into her hard. He sucks hard on her breasts as he begins to fuck her pussy with his fingers, sliding them in and out rapidly causing her warm and wet pussy tightens around them. He breaks away reaching down to hook her legs. With a single motion he lifts her up onto her throne then lowers his face between her legs. Slowly he runs his tongue along her lips, and then uses his fingers to part them. He takes a moment to savor the way the soft petals of her lips around the deep pink depths of her pussy look. Then he lowers his face down to taste her, pushing his tongue deeply into her. Her juices instantly flow over his tongue and he savors it, licking deeply at her and pushing his tongue as far into her as he can. She moans and gasps with deep sounds of pleasure coming from low in her throat as he probes her depths with his tongue followed by the licks of his tongue over the roof of her pussy. Her back arches and she moans deeply. Her obvious pleasure gives him on and he licks harder at her, pushing his tongue deep into her body tasting her fully. Then he slowly runs his tongue up her pussy toward her clit and with a soft flick of his tongue he exposes the hard bud of her clit and begins to softly flick the tip of his tongue over it. The queen gives a sharp gasp of pleasure. Asrah smiles to himself just before moving his tongue faster and harder over her clit, flicking it repeatedly and licking all around it. "Oh yes, don't stop," she moans. "I'm going to cum soon." Focusing totally on her clit, he licks it hard, running his tongue over it. He brings her to the edge of her orgasm only to slow down and hold her there for a few seconds. Her cries become almost desperate as she strives to tip over the edge. Then when he feels he has held her long enough, he pushes two fingers hard into her pussy. At the same time he gives her clit a rapid series of hard flicks with his tongue. It is the trigger she needs. "Oh yes, she screams as he feels her body explode into orgasm. Her breathing comes in sharp gasps and she cries out in a shrill voice. He rapidly thrusts his fingers in and out of her while licking her clit all over to add to her pleasure. He pulls away to watch her as she slowly recovers. A smile forms across her lips and she kisses him hard on the lips as her hand slips down his pants. Asrah gives a sharp moan as he feels her hand slip around his cock. He feels her smile against his lips as she runs her hand up and down him. He groans softly at the feel of her soft hand wrapped around him while she uses her other hand to push his pants down, fully exposing him. Then she drops to her knees in front of him and slides her mouth over his massively thick cock. He gives a gasp of pleasure as she draws back his uncircumcised flesh then takes him into her mouth. Her lips tightly grip his cock as they sink down onto him. She begins to suck on him, moving her mouth up and down, slowly at first, drawing him into her mouth. Then with ore speed she slides his flesh back and forth over his head with her hand followed closely by her mouth. Her lips run faster and faster up and down his shaft and he feels her tongue licking up his cock. Then she pulls off and slides back his skin and curls her tongue around his head. As he moans she smiles and lowers her mouth back down onto him. This time she goes more slowly. He watches as she slips her mouth lower and lower on him until she has taken his whole cock into her mouth. She holds him there for a moment before slipping her mouth back up and sliding her mouth along him again, each time taking all of his cock into her. He groans as he feels his head press against the back of her throat. Eventually he reaches down and pulls her up to him. He kisses her hard as he turns her so she rests against the throne with her ass toward him. He then positions himself between her legs while she reaches down between them to guide him to her entrance. He thrusts hard into her and her eyes widen and she gives a sharp gasp as he enters her. Asrah moans at the feel of her warm pussy opening to him Pulling out, he thrusts deeply into her, burying himself totally inside her before thrusting in and out, hard and fast, burying his massively thick cock totally in her body each time. Isabella moans loudly with each thrust. He reaches down beneath her grasping both breasts and lifts her toward him while still thrusting hard into her, fucking her as deeply as possible. Her pussy feels so tight around him and warm and wet. He thrusts hard into her, repeatedly pounding himself into her body. Her pussy opens up to him taking him into it with each thrust. Her moans of pleasure grow deeper and harder and she eventually starts to push down toward him with each thrust, grinding her ass into his pelvis, taking him even deeper into her body. Holding her tightly he squeezes both her breasts, focusing on pinches her already hard nipples while continuing to ram his cock into her, fucking her as hard as he can. "Yes, harder!" she cries out with cries of passion. "Pound my pussy!" Asrah merely grunts his response as he focuses on grinding his cock deep into her. "Don't stop, don't stop," Isabella stammers. "Please, I'm going to—" She squeals sharply not able to finish her sentence just as her pussy tightens around him. She erupts into an orgasm, squealing and gasping hard. The sensation of such a powerful orgasm brings him to the edge of his own. "I'm going to burst," he says through gritted teeth. "Yes!" Isabella shouts instantly. "Pump me full of your seed!" With a hard thrust into her he releases his cum inside her. Isabella gives a deep hiss of pleasure and clings tight to the arms of the throne. She squeezes her pussy around his cock milking him for all she can and only when he has totally finished pumping does she release her grip letting him slide out. Asrah stands back just as the queen turns around to sit down in front of the throne. Her eyes move straight for his large flaccid uncircumcised cock and she licks her lips like a hungry animal wanting more. She reaches for him and Asrah complies letting the woman pull him down to her and they lock lips once more, this time harder than before. As they do, his cock reacts, hardening fast. Isabella notices as she slides her hand down to wrap her fingers around it. "I take it there is more for me," she whispers. His answer comes in the form of a hard kiss. He thrusts his tongue firmly into her mouth, entwining it around hers, sucking her tongue into his mouth. She runs her hand up and down him softly, bringing his cock to full hardness. Then she breaks away from the kiss and shifts onto her knees. Lowering her mouth down to his cock, she licks over it with her tongue. Asrah moans as she softly slides back his foreskin and encompasses his head with her lips. She starts moving slowly and gently down his shaft, sucking softly on it as her hand mouths up and down driving his foreskin back and forth over his head. He moans at the feel of her mouth on him and she curls her tongue around him making him gasp. Slowly her movements grow deeper as she sucks harder on him, drawing him deeper into her mouth, She lifts her head up, looking at him as she sun her tongue down his cock and ending by curling it around the base then licking back up the underside. When Asrah gives out a long moan of pleasure, she takes him in her mouth again and lowers her mouth down him, sliding up and down him, swallowing all of his cock into her mouth each time she sinks down. Asrah gasps hard arching he head at the pleasure. Isabella is sucking hard on him each time as she moves along him. Lowering her head right down him, he reaches forward to wrap his fingers in her hair. Gasping as her movement grows faster, she sinks down on him, taking him deeper into her mouth. This time he knows he can feel the head of his cock brushing against the back of her throat. Then she goes further, sliding down until her lips are pressed against his groin. He feels his cock sliding into her throat where she holds herself still before moving back up then dropping back down him again taking him deep into her throat. As she increases her speed, swallowing him totally each time she sank down the sensations flow through him exquisitely. Pleasure sweeps through him in waves, breaking against his resolve. He knows which will win and soon. As her movements grow harder and faster he feels his will crumbling. "You're pushing me to my limit," he groans, but it only seems to intensify the pleasure and effort of the queen. She slides right down him, taking him deep into her throat. He groans as he feels all his control shatter. He grunts as he balls tighten and Isabella drops her mouth down him taking him to the back of her throat. With a series of sharp grunts he cums, pumping cum into her mouth. He feels her clamp her lips around his cock, letting him fill her mouth with his cum and holding him still until he has emptied himself. Then she pulls away and gives a deliberate swallow before licking her lips to catch any remaining cum and smiling lustfully as she does. "Very nice," she says. A devilish grim appears on Asrah's face as she grabs her and pulls her up to him. He kisses her hard while reaching down to rub at her pussy. Isabella moans as he runs his fingers along her flesh. She reaches down to wrap her finger around his cock. "Still hard?" she whispers. "You want more?" There was nothing more Asrah enjoyed than a human woman. They always have a quality abut them that no other female demon could satisfy. "I want to feel you deep in my pussy again," she grinned. Then she positions the demon onto the throne and lowers herself down onto him, sliding her pussy down him until he is buried completely inside her. As she does she gives a long shuddering sigh, "Oh yes, that feels good," she murmurs before sliding back up him. Dropping down slowly until he is buried in her again. She begins to ride him, slowly at first, sliding up and down him. He watches her as she slides along him. Then slowly her movements increase, growing faster and harder. She slides her pussy along him quicker, each time dropping right down on him. Asrah runs his hands along her thighs to feel the way her muscles rippled as she moved on him. Watching her body sliding up and down him and taking in the appearance of her pale flesh flushes him with pleasure. He focuses his attention on her breasts, watching the two mound lift and fall in motion with her movements, seeing the slight pink flush in them each time. He runs his hands up to cover them, cupping them and squeezing them firmly. As he rubs his fingers over her hard nipples, she gives a soft moan of pleasure. Holding her breast still, he leans forward to take one in his mouth. Isabella gives a sharp hiss of pleasure as he suck on the breast. He draws it into his mouth, sucking hard on it and licking his tongue over it. Then he moves to repeat the process with the other breast before biting the nipple. Her gasps of feeling show her pleasure at his actions. He moves to do the same with the other nipple, then moving between them, licking and sucking firmly on each nipple. Isabella moans loudly and he feels her movements on him increase again, until she is riding him hard, dropping down onto him taking his cock deep into her pussy. Now it is his turn to moan at the sensations she is causing. The way her pussy ripples down his shaft. His body shudders as she drops down on hm. He sinks back into the throne, simply enjoying the feel of her riding him. With her face tightened with pleasure and her eyes tightly closed and her mouth open gasping deeply, he slides his hands down to her hips, wrapping them around her and thrusts up into her as she sinks down onto him. She gasps and her eyes shoot wide apart. He thrusts up into her each time she sinks down. Ramming himself even further into her body, feeling the way her body jolts with each thrust. Her moans grow louder. She leans back, arching herself away from him as she rides him. He reaches between her thighs and began to rub at her clit. "Oh fuck yes," she gasps as he rubs at her. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." she squeals as her body explodes. He grips her tightly as she rocks on him, squealing as her orgasm rolls through her body. Gripping her waist tightly he twists around, dropping her onto the floor of the dais, he then begins to ram into her hard, slamming in with all his strength. She cries out with the first thrust. Her hands claw at his back. He grits his teeth and pounds into her, fucking her hard and fast, ramming repeatedly into her body and slamming his cock deep inside her pussy. Her body rocks with each impact, her breasts jolting hard. He reaches up to grab one breast, pawing roughly at it as he fucks her. "Yes, Asrah yes! Oh fuck my pussy hard!" Isabella cries as her body writhes on the sofa. She squeals loudly arching upward sharply. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming again." she gasps arching her head back. He rams into her as her second orgasm makes her pussy tighten around him. The sensation slams into him and he buries his cock deep into her pussy as he explodes inside her, pumping his cum into her. She cries out in pleasure, riding her own orgasm even as she feels his cumming inside her. He rolls off her allowing the queen time to recover which she surprises him with her remarkable speed in which she does so. She takes her place upon the throne and suddenly her demeanor changes back to when he first entered the chamber. All Roses Have Their Thorns "Your duties begin the moment you leave here," she instructs him. "Your first task will be to eliminate that band of heretics Roses Red. With them disbanded we will show the people law in this land." A frown came to Asrah face in which he quickly dispersed it before the queen took notice. "What if we converted these, as you call them, heretics to our cause?" Anger quickly overtakes the queen. "They are my example to the people. Without them destroyed my Inquisition will take longer even with you at the forefront." Straight faced, Asrah bowed. "Then I will see that it will be done." From high in the ceiling of the massive hall Calista Ortega slowly and quietly releases the tension of her bow and slips back through the path that brought her here. Why she ordered me not to kill either of them I don't understand. But orders were orders and she was trained to follow them no matter what she thought the outcome should be. Spain 1470 TADEO SOLORIO SITS ALONE IN a dark corner of the tavern. A large mug sits in his hand nearly empty from the last gulp he had already taken. It is his seventh or eighth, at least he believes. Really it doesn't matter because every day for him is the same. Nothing happens or changes and certainly not the past. Until today. A tall curvy woman with dark hair suddenly takes the seat from across the table. Tadeo notices her instantly, especially since no one ever bothers him when he is drinking. The woman simply smiles at him and holds her silence while Tadeo's mind slowly comes around to the fact someone is at his table. "You must not know I don't like being bothered while I'm here drinking," he slurs slightly once his brain catches up. "Even for someone like me?" the woman asks while flipping back her hair revealing all her face to him. Tadeo grins hard and spats, "Yes even for a pretty little bitch such as you!" "Testy aren't we?" she asks pulling a hard glare from Tadeo. "I actually need your help." Tadeo picks up the mug and gulps down the remaining bit of ale before slamming it back onto the table. "I've never seen you in my city until now and you suddenly show up, in front of me asking for some kind of help? Do you have any idea who I am?" "You are the Captain of Roses Red, an elite group of knights sworn to protect this land and Queen Mireia," the woman smiles. "You know an awful lot for a stranger," Tadeo accuses. "That is because I'm no ordinary stranger Tadeo. In fact I know quite more about you and your group which is why I am here. I want control of Roses Red and I know how much you despise your charge since the battle with Zephlanith." Tadeo visibly calms down and settles back into his seat. He signals the bartender for another mug of ale and the two remain silent the entire time until he takes another large gulp from the mug. "To speak ill of my queen is treason," he says plainly. "But if I were to help you in some way, what is in it for me?" "I can help remove Queen Mireia and place someone better in her place." "I suppose that would be you?" Tadeo laughs. "No, that's not quite what we're looking for," the woman says sultrily. "You and who else?" Tadeo asks suspiciously. "Doesn't matter," she replies. Tadeo mulls over the thought for a moment. "Just who are you then?" "Natalya Rhinheart." Spain 1480 CALISTA RIDES HER HORSE WITH as much speed as she can coax from it. Upon reaching the palace built into the mountainside she jumps off and races for the stairs leading into an entrance on the lower eastern side. The palace, which looks more like a miniature city, has housed Roses Red since shortly after the battle with Zephlanith. It stood as a beacon for any that dare attack this land and as the training grounds for the fabled organization. When Natalya Rhinheart took over it became fortress looming like a shadow over the land, letting all know who it is they really need to fear. Calista takes the stairs two at a time until she enters the palace. Once inside she forces her way past recruits and other fully trained assassins as herself. It takes several minutes to reach the highest point of the palace where two male guards stand over a closed set of doors. "I must pass," Calista announces as she presses forward showing no intention to stop. "Mistress Natalya will want to hear the news I bring her." The male guards placed throughout the palace only purpose is to guard and pleasure the women of Roses Red when needed. The only two with power to stop a woman here was these two guards. When neither of the guards says a word or attempt to stop her which meant only one thing: she was expected. Calista bolts through the doors as fast as she can and comes to a halt even faster. Standing just mere feet away from Natalya is Asrah. But how can that be? "Ah, your best pupil is here," Asrah says turning around. "And with remarkable timing too." Calista drops to her knee bowing before her mistress. "I sought to reach your ear with urgent news," she says knowing it'd be a mistake revealing her presence at the castle. "It appears the news is far worse than we thought," Natalya says without looking toward the young woman. "You can go back to Isabella and tell her what you have to, but I am not handing over Roses Red to you or anybody." Calista's eyes go wide with surprise but she quickly drops her head further down hiding them and cursing herself for such a foolish mistake. "You will regret this," Asrah threatens. "Isabella will send a force here and you will be dealt with in the manner she has set forth." Natalya smiles. "As an Incubus you hold no more power over me Asrah. Besides I have an army to match the queen's." "Then I suppose we'll find out who wins and who loses when the time comes," Asrah says as he mists away. As soon as there is no sign of Asrah, Calista bounds from the floor toward Natalya. "Forgive me Mistress. My lateness is no excuse, but I had no idea of his majiks." "Not majik," Natalya says calmly. "He is a demon born in the depths of Hades at the time of another Succubus' birthing. Who brought him out is only a guess, but my alliance with him should have never taken place." "Mistress?" the young woman says totally confused. Natalya looks at her as if for the first time since her arrival. "I am a Succubus." "A demon like Zephlanith?" "Not quite," Natalya explains. "He was more powerful than I and I have other goals than mindless killing." Calista, though shocked by what her ears heard, stood straight and placed a fist to her chest. "I am with you until the end." A smile forms on the Succubus' lips. "I wouldn't expect any less from the sister of Roselyn Ortega." Spain 1470 WITH BOTH HANDS WRAPPED AROUND Natalya's ass, Tadeo slides his tongue up and down over her pussy lips working slowly and closer each time toward her clit. Once his tongue hits it, her legs go rubbery and she begins to moan. She tilts her hips up to make her pussy more accessible. "Mmm," she groans. "Don't you dare stop." Minutes pass then she suddenly steps away and spin around, pushing Tadeo to the floor. Wordlessly she straddles his head with her legs and quickly lowered her head to his throbbing cock, sucking it into her mouth while stroking his shaft. "Mmm," she continues to groan as her head bobs up and down the shaft of his cock. Her free hand slides down to softly caress his balls. Tadeo looks up to see the glory of her squirming as and wet pussy as he reaches up and parts her pussy lips and begins to lick inside. Eventually he focuses his attention on licking and flicking his tongue on her pulsating clit making Natalya's moans increase in intensity. Continuing to manipulate her clit with his tongue, Tadeo begins to alternate squeezing her ass and breasts. Pretty soon Tadeo feels the cum building up in his balls and knows he won't hold out for much longer. So he begins to buck his hips to meet her mouth until finally the cum surges up his pulsating cock and explodes in Natalya's mouth. She swallows as much as she can but some manages to ooze down the shaft of his cock. Once Tadeo's cock ceases to spasm, he flips Natalya onto her back. He starts by slowly circling her clit with his tongue, gradually increasing the speed and alternately flicking it with the tip of his tongue. All the while Natalya holds his head, shoving his face into her pussy. "That's it," she moans loudly as her ass squirms and her hips begin to buck. Tadeo licks and flicks, faster and faster to bring on her orgasm. "Yes!" she screams, eyes closed as she grabs his head tight while he feels her body stiffen and her pussy spasm. While she is distracts with her intense orgasm, Tadeo takes the opportunity to quickly move up her body and place his rock hard cock on her clit and rubs it back and forth on it. Natalya's eyes roll back as she enjoys her second intense orgasm brought on by his cock. As her juices pour out, he places his cock at the entrance to her pussy and parts her lips with his cockhead and slowly pushes it in inch by inch until his cock is buried balls deep in her pussy. Natalya groans and moans, eyes closed incoherently. Tadeo pulls his cock back slowly until it is almost out and then slowly inches it back in. Natalya's groans grow louder. He keeps this up for a few strokes before increasing his speed faster and faster. Their hips buck together, their moans match each other and her breasts bounce with the rhythm. The feeling of her pussy's warm velvet liquid vise is exquisite on his cock. Tadeo keeps up the in and out, slamming hard against her pussy while he put his head down and sucks her breasts and nipples, adding even more excitement to her experience as indicated by her squealing. Then he begins to kiss her, their tongues each other's mouths as they bounce with their fucking. Tadeo suddenly pulls out of Natalya's pussy eliciting a disappointed whine from her. He ignores the complaint and rolls onto his back, lying on the floor and guides her onto of himself with her back to him. After slowly lowering herself onto his cock she eagerly begins to bounce up and down, her pussy squeezing his cock tightly and her juices leaking onto his body. Natalya lays her back flat onto Tadeo's chest with her feet flat on the ground and his cock still remaining in her pussy. He begins to buck his hips up and in, whipping his cock back and forth in her pussy. His hands now free, wrap around her gorgeous breasts to squeeze and pinch her nipples. Tadeo reaches down with one hand and starts rubbing her clit with his forefinger at the same time that he grinds his cock up into her pussy while still twisting her nipple. "Aahh!" Natalya screams with pleasure. Tadeo feel himself approaching orgasm so he flips her back over and mounts her missionary style. He puts her legs up over each of his shoulders and positioning himself so his cock rubs her clit as he pistons it in and out. After a few minutes of this he drops her legs and starts fucking her hard and fast. Natalya screams louder and louder with each thrust while bucking her hips up to meet each lunge of his cock in her tight and wet pussy. Once again the cum races up his shaft and he plasters the inside of her pussy with hot cum. He feels his balls completely empty as he continues to ram his cock in and out of her pussy. Then finally he collapses on top of her with both of them shuddering in intense ecstasy. Within moments he rolls off of her and says, "I'll have the path to the queen open and her guards distracted. Just make sure you do it right." Natalya simply smiles. "Don't worry, the job will be done correctly." Spain 1480 QUEEN ISABELLA QUICKLY AMASSED AN army just as Asrah said. With only the western slope available to attack from, Asrah and his army were already at a disadvantage but Natalya knows the real fight won't be out on the field and the winner won't be determined by which army is left standing. No it would be here. "Have Esperanza lead against the main force," Natalya says staring out the window at the amassed force below. "You I want holding the defenses of the palace." "Mistress," Calista pleads. "I rather stay at your side." Natalya spins around to face the young assassin. "You will as I say. Asrah has more planned than a simple battle. He wants Roses Red and he plans to take it as whole as he can while using the queen's resources." "How can you be so sure?" "I know Asrah," Natalya says keeping her anger at bay. "That's the show," she points out the window. "He'll have invaders inside the palace in no time and then he'll come for me. I need you to keep those invaders from taking this palace while I take care of Asrah." "Then I will do as you command Mistress," Calista says with a deep bow. As she turns to leave the room Natalya stops her. "Take this," she says handing her a sword. "It is called Kotetsu and will prove very beneficial in dealing with any denizens of Hades." "But Mistress this is your sword," Calista pleads. "What will you use to defend yourself?" Natalya reaches into a cabinet and pulls out another sword similar to the one she just gave away. "Yasunaga will do just fine." Calista nods and rushes out of the room leaving Natalya alone. After a moment when she is sure Calista has left, Natalya says, "You can present yourself at anytime Asrah." No sooner does she say that does Asrah appear. "How did Father Mortigan pull off hiding her?" Asrah asks as he paces past Natalya. "That was the tricky part," Natalya says drawing Yasunaga from its sheath. "You see Calista was Roselyn's twin sister, born just days earlier. But Zephlanith only knew of Roselyn because of her greater lifeforce, never sensing or suspecting Calista." "Fancy that," Asrah says. "You don't think she is going to be able to save you like Roselyn did this country once before do you?" "I don't need her to save me," Natalya snaps. "Even with the gift of the Ortega family. I will destroy you, and then remove Isabella." "You forget how you got here in the first place Natalya and just who Isabella is." Spain 1470 "HAVE WE A WAY INTO the queen's castle," Asrah asks. "Of course," Natalya answers bring her horse up next to him. "The human will get us in." "Can we trust him?" "After last night and the promises I made him," she says smiling devilishly. "He is more than trustworthy." Natalya kicks her horse forward when Asrah's hand shoots out to grab her reins. "Cathae will not be happy if we are stopped by a barrier." "Cathae will just have to trust in her servants now won't she?" she fires back snatching the reins from him and moving forward. "And you'd do well to respect our current Demon Lord," he warns. "Your ambitions out way your position and do not go unnoticed." Natalya stops her horse and looks back at him. "Without us Cathae would not fulfill her ambitions. What I seek is my own." Asrah smiles. "I will keep this conversation between us Natalya, but just remember nothing escapes the eye of a Demon Lord." "We will see Asrah." "Yes we will," he says kicking his horse to catch up with hers. Spain 1480 "YOU WERE RIGHT IN THAT we trust the human," Asrah admits. "A pity you killed him right after. We could have used his loyalties long after." "Then I saved him the trouble." "You know," he continues as if ignoring the comment. "I couldn't figure out why you insisted you take command of Roses Red instead of disbanding them. You convinced the queen it was necessary to keeping order and even I believed it." "So what has changed?" Natalya asks pretending to be bored with the conversation. Something is amiss, but she just can't place what it is. "Jealousy?" "Of you?" he laughs. "No I have been offered a position higher than you and when this is over, this all," he says spreading his arms out wide as he spins in a circle, "will be mine and I will have achieved in less time what you could not." "Only one of us will leave here alive today Asrah and it won't be you," she threatens. He laughs again. "And then what? You and your little army cannot defeat a Demon Lord." "Maybe not, but I have my aces in my pocket." Suddenly the door to the room explodes with the body of Calista Ortega crashing to the floor. Natalya hides her surprise well, never taking her eyes off Asrah. Behind the Incubus steps two Greater Demons. "You think Zephlanith's legacy coursing through her veins will be your answer?" he elucidates. "You cannot be foolish. I've felt her power which is why you wanted all of this, but you haven't learned how to unlock it have you?" Natalya remains silent, gripping Yasunaga even tighter. "If you had, you'd have struck against Isabella." "So this is her preemptive strike is it?" "Partly," Asrah admits. "You are a thorn in her side that gets bigger and bigger and the best way of dealing with thorns is to cut them before they knick you." "Then I guess we'll start with you!" she yells. "Now Calista, strike now!" Without word Calista is to her feet with Kotetsu in hand. "You fools!" Asrah yells turning foolishly around. "You should have ensured she was incapacitated!" "Who's more the fool?" Natalya says leaping and striking out, slashing across Asrah's back and regaining his attention. He spins to block the next strike just in time to avoid being cut in two. Calista ducks past the swing of the axe of the first demon and spins to cut through his leg at the knee, dropping him to the ground. She continues with the momentum turning it into a roll just in time to avoid a crashing strike by the second as his axe splinters the floor. As she comes to her feet she lashes out for the demon's head, but misses by mere inches as he ducks down and instead catches the first, sending his head rolling. The demon is up in a flash striking with an upward attack that Calista has to jump backward to avoid. Her back slams against the wall so hard that she rebounds off and back toward the demon. Instead of being caught off guard he is ready and back fists her, sending her spinning to the floor. "You can't win this," Asrah says pinning Natalya to the desk. Their blades locked tightly together have put them in a standstill. "I am stronger than you." "You only wish," she replies driving her knee up into his groin. The impact almost doubles him over leaving him vulnerable and Natalya doesn't waste any time in striking, but her attack is stopped short by an axe blade. Asrah rolls away as Natalya slips to her knees beneath the giant axe and drives her blade up through the skull of the demon. By this time Asrah is back on his feet. He throws out his sword to stab the Natalya, driving the blade into her left shoulder, pinning her to the desk. "Your last chance," he spits angrily. "I rather see you in Hades," she bites back. "So be it." He pulls the blade free lashes out to finish off the Succubus when Kotetsu meets it driving it to the side. "You don't want this girl," the Incubus warns. "Maybe not, but I'm here now." A smile creeps onto Asrah's face as his blade meets hers. Calista tries with all the skill she can muster, but the Incubus proves faster and stronger than her. Eventually, Asrah finds an opening and takes it. His blade slips past her defenses and into her chest. Calista grunts and slides back off the blade to fall into Natalya's waiting arms. "Forgive me Mistress," she sighs. "I have failed you." Asrah laughs. "You both have failed and the price for failure is death!" All Roses Have Their Thorns He moves to strike but Natalya picks up Kotetsu and throws it out where it slides into the Incubus' stomach. His momentum stops as searing pain ripples through him. "What is this?" "If you spent half as much time worrying about me as you did learning about the past you'd know the weapons at my disposal." She picks herself up along with Calista. "You're going to make it," she assures the girl before turning back to Asrah. She pulls the blade free and sets herself to strike when the sudden presence of Cathae is felt. And second later Queen Isabella steps through the doorway. "I knew you couldn't be trusted," she says walking over to Asrah. She places a hand on him and slowly the wound created by Kotetsu disappears as if it were never there in the first place. Natalya has already backed up, now having both Kotetsu and Yasunaga in hand. "We are all untrustworthy," she replies. "It's in our blood after all." The queen smiles in agreement. "You believe you can kill me?" As tempted as she is and as ready as she is to strike, Natalya says, "No. But I do know how to fight another day." She turns gripping both swords in one hand and scoops up Calista and throws them both through the window. "After her!" the queen screams. Natalya lands on her feet three hundred below the window. She moves Calista up onto her shoulder and looks up at the window. Your reign won't last forever and I will have the power I seek. Then she mists away.