Paladin Princess

To my faithful readers: This is a story requested by an anonymous reader. I always asked for new ideas and this story was spawned from that request. I can't help myself and, in the end, it winds up being a love story, but it has lots of twists and turns getting there.

I have received many other requests and Medieval fantasies, continuation of Venus Ascending and a new version of Model Slave are all in the works. Other ideas are welcome even if you remain anonymous. I love your positive feedback and thank you for reading.

Paladin Princess

Chapter 3

Ruth was limited in what kind of clothing she could find, but deep inside the dragon's lair she found a bunch of brilliant blue satiny cloth. As she unraveled it, she found that it was about three inches wide, but there was over twelve feet of it. She wanted her time with Geoffrey to be special and she really wanted him to end her virginity tonight in her first night of bliss. So, before she dressed, she washed her dirty body in the stream until her skin glowed.

She wrapped blue ribbon around her neck leaving her back bare and both ends draped over her breasts, leaving a large amount of her breasts exposed, but her nipples were covered... barely. She crossed it at her waist and with a knot created a loin cloth that covered her nether regions. It wasn't much, but it did seem to accentuate and enhance her breasts, and her muscular butt. Her hips and legs were completely bare, and it would have been scandalous if she had been in royal court.

Her long, beautiful blonde hair was styled in waves that seemed to bring out the contours of her face. Her prominent cheekbones flowed into her pouty lips that seemed to be begging for a kiss. Her expressive, green eyes were somehow bigger and brighter dominating her face. Her face glowed in anticipation and love.

Ruth wanted Geoffrey and she was ready to seduce him. Fortunately, Geoffrey had loaned her his Bible and she read the bible trying to find something that gave her the authorization to seduce Geoffrey. Then she remembered the perfect reading for this occasion... 'Song of Solomon'. She began to read, but when she reached verse seven her body reacted as if Geoffrey had caressed her. Her nipples ached for his touch, her womanly folds began to swim in her juices and her stomach was full of anticipatory butterflies.

Verse 7

1 How beautiful your sandaled feet, O prince's daughter! Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of an artist's hands.

2 Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies.

3 Your breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses.

6 How beautiful you are and how pleasing, my love, with your delights!

7 Your stature is like that of the palm, and your breasts like clusters of fruit.

8 I said, "I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit." May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples, and your mouth like the best wine.

9 May the wine go straight to my beloved, flowing gently over lips and teeth.

10 I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.

11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.

12 Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded, if their blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom-- there I will give you my love.

13 The mandrakes send out their fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, both new and old, that I have stored up for you, my beloved.

She had read enough. God had written this for tonight and Geoffrey is her lover. She was desperate for his arms, his lips and to feel him conquering her. Her reading confirmed that he was her lover and tonight was the night. She called to him from behind her rug doorway and as he approached, she opened the rug.

Once the rug was fully open Geoffrey froze, time coming to a complete standstill. His jaw fell open, his eyes bugged out, and his palms started sweating as he lost the ability to speak.

The vision standing in front of him was beyond anything he'd ever seen before. It was weird because he had seen Ruth naked or even dressed in incredibly sexy royal costumes, so he knew how beautiful she was. Now Ruth was dazzling. No, dazzling was not the right word. Hell, he couldn't think of the right words for the indescribable beauty standing in front of him.

He had seen her stripped naked in front of the king and chained nude in the dungeon, so he knew the gorgeous curves and hillocks of her captivating form. His dreams were filled with her naked in his arms as he poured bliss into her impassioned body. However, it was way more than lust, he craved her presence and their conversations. No woman had ever conquered him like his princess and now he knew what love was like.

Still tonight Princess Ruth wanted to dress up for him, seduce him, tempt him into undressing her and make wild passionate love to her. She dreamt of being wrapped in his arms, feeling his body next to hers, but more than anything feeling him making love to her. She wanted to feel him inside of her, making her his woman. She had no frame of reference, but his every touch sent shivers down her body. Never had a man made her nipples ache, her stomach knot and her pussy wet. Her time was now.

Ruth started giggling, stepped up to Geoffrey, and put her finger under his chin, then pushed to close his mouth that was still hanging open. She stood on tiptoe and gently kissed him on the cheek before she said, "Yeah, just the reaction I was going for!"

Ruth had tried on eight different configurations of the ribbon the night before and spent hours trying to give her skin just the right satiny glow. She wanted to drive Geoffrey out of his mind. She hoped tonight, Geoffrey would keep the promises in his eyes. His eyes promised to drive her wild with passion and make love with her through the night. From his reaction she knew she had devastated his senses, and she only hoped that that translated into a night of wild, crazy, uninhibited passion.

Then she pressed against his body, put her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her lips for a real kiss. The minute her lips touched his, Geoffrey unfroze, wrapping his arms around her softly muscled, naked back. He pulled her off her feet and hard against his chest. Geoffrey proceeded to hungrily devour her lips with his tongue invading her mouth. What started off as a quick kiss, suddenly turned into a passion-filled clinch. As their lips parted, they both breathed each other's air while staring into each other's eyes. Simultaneously, they both whispered, "Wow."

Geoffrey knew this was the moment of no return. She had dressed to seduce him, and she had done a masterful job. He was enthralled and her kiss had lit a fire that wouldn't be extinguished. He knew if this continued, he would never be able to resist and he would make love to her masterfully through the night. His love and respect for this woman made him give it one last try. "Princess, you know how I feel about you. You are my virgin princess and once I start, I won't be able to stop making love to you. Please, my Princess, my Queen, I pledge my loyalty and my love to you, but stop before we go too far."

"Geoffrey, you are so good to me. I think for the first time since I've been here, I truly feel sexy, desirable, and beautiful. It's because of the way you look at me, like I'm the most beautiful girl you have ever seen. I've loved you since you stood up to the king for me and I've wanted you to show me the love and passion bottled up inside of you," she whispered lovingly.

Geoffrey set her back on her feet but continued to hold her in his arms as he truthfully said, "You are, I have never seen anyone look as spectacular as you do right now. Princess, you're beautiful, dazzling, sexy, and scrumptious all rolled into one. Even a star in the heavens couldn't compare. When I look at you, I realize what a real woman should look like. My princess, could you do a twirl for me and let me soak you in; you're enchantingly gorgeous."

Ruth gave Geoffrey a sexy smile full of promise as she twirled for him. Geoffrey's mouth fell open again as he tried to soak in this vision of femininity in front of him. Her skin glistened and was lustrous in the subdued light, and there was a lot of skin to see. She was virtually naked except for drapes of fabric covering strategic parts of her toned, magnificent figure. All the fabric did really was bewitch, tease, dazzle, and titillate.

All the exercise and warrior training had hardened her muscles and slimmed her body and that only made her more appealing to Geoffrey. While her soft, supple skin was the focus of the outfit, her face had a radiance that blinded Geoffrey to everything but her. Her eyes drew him in, beckoned and tempted him, while at the same time challenging him and pleading for more. At first, Geoffrey's eyes were dazzled, blinded by her beauty, but Ruth saw the change as his eyes became hungry and demanding. She knew what was going to happen as his mouth dipped towards hers, and she leapt into his arms with their lips merging into a deep, loving, and tongue dueling kiss.

Ruth clung to Geoffrey with her feet dangling inches above the ground as the kiss went on, neither wanting to let it end. When their lips grudgingly separated, they were breathing hard. They held each other tightly looking deeply into each other's eyes. Geoffrey's tongue began to caress her lips until her tongue joined his in their passion play.

Ruth moaned into Geoffrey's mouth, "Oh Geoffrey. Make me your woman, your love, your queen and together we can rule."

Geoffrey sucked her tongue into his mouth and urgently kissed her hungrily, showing her all the passion, she had ignited in him. He kept Ruth pressed tightly against his body as he began to caress her silky, smooth, muscular back. His other hand pulled her tightly muscled, ass cheeks to him, so she could feel the hard passionate cock she had created. She thrashed and moaned in his arms as his lips devoured her face. His hand left her back, snaking under her top cupping her naked breast, while pinching and tugging on her nipple.

Ruth threw her head back exposing her neck to his voracious lips. As his lips began to nibble on her exposed veins, she let out a torturous moan, "Oh Geoffrey, Oh God Geoffrey, Oh my God, Ohhh, OOOOOOHHHHHH GOD!"

Geoffrey raked his teeth down her neck, kissing and nibbling as he went until he reached her shoulder. His other hand pulled her higher off the ground until his lips could make the jump and latch onto the nipple his hand was offering.

His tongue would press her nipple against his teeth, gently squeezing it. Her nipples were so hard they could cut glass as her body began to shake and quiver. When his mouth took over the torment of her nipples, his hand dipped between her legs and began to rub her clit through her ribboned loincloth.

While his fingers concentrated on her clit, his mouth continued to torment her nipple. He could feel her whole-body trembling with need and growing desire. Her breath was coming in hard, fast pants and gasps, while her head was shaking back and forth. She arched her back trying to get more of her distended nipple into his tormenting mouth. Her hips were rocking back and forth trying to get more stimulation on her clit. Geoffrey could feel her legs starting to shudder, and he knew she couldn't stand it anymore.

Ruth had never gotten so turned on and it was so fast. She had been wet all day in anticipation, but now her pussy had soaked her ribbon in desperate desire. Her body was out of control with the maelstrom of erotic anguish. His kisses and touches already had her body thinking of her first orgasm. She dreamed of what a climax would feel like. Many of her attending maidens told her how wonderful it was, and Geoffrey already had her craving, reaching for her explosive climax.

He scooped her into his arms and carried her over to the mat, laying her across the mat and quickly stripping her ribbon from her dripping pussy. Ruth came out of her lusty fog long enough to ask, "Geoffrey, what are you doing?"

"My tempting, succulent Ruth, I'm going to show you what I've wanted to do since I first saw you."

Geoffrey dove down to her pussy, sucking her clitoris into his mouth as he began to lash it with his tongue. Ruth screamed a torturous shriek as bolts of high voltage fire tore through her body. Her last lucid thought was, "Oh God yes, take me Geoffrey, make me yours." Her hips bounced off the mat trying to feed Geoffrey more of her hungry pussy, and he obliged by sliding two fingers inside her.

Ruth couldn't think anymore, but only feel the unbelievable fire he had lit inside her. He had two fingers rubbing her G spot, his mouth and tongue lashing her clit, and his other hand pinching and pulling on her nipples. It seems like every part of her body was being assaulted. She had never felt this kind of passion or this kind of fiery wreckage. The stories were nothing like this and she felt lost and on fire with passion coursing through her body. Within seconds her eyes were lost in a lust filled fog.

She thrashed her head back and forth trying to make sense of the devastation traveling through her body. Something was building inside her, an explosive power that she had never felt before. She knew if it continued to build, she would die, but it would be a blissful death. Her hips kept lifting and straining for more and were now almost a foot off the mat. Her eyes and furrowed brow showed the panic of her rapidly approaching little death.

"OOOHHH GEOFFREY, WHAT... DOING ME... DON'T STOP... OOHH... CAN'T STOP... WWHHAATTSS HAPPENING!"

Ruth's hips were almost a foot off the mat reaching, trying to feed the hunger sizzling inside her sexual core. Geoffrey could see her legs and stomach muscles quivering and trembling with the strain and the desperate need. Ruth thought she was going crazy. She had rushed from teasing Geoffrey, now to the edge of her first and most powerful orgasm she ever felt. Every cell in her body was craving the release that was just over the horizon. She was desperate. The strain showed on her face. She finally understood why a climax is called a little death because she would die when it hit, but she would die if it didn't.

Her hips suddenly lunged higher, and her entire body froze with every muscle in her body locked and trembling at the same time. She stopped breathing. Her mouth was opening and closing, but no sound was coming out. At the peak of her climax, her body spasmed with her stomach muscles trying to pull her back to the mat. However, Geoffrey already had his hands cupping her ass cheeks feeding her pussy to his hungry lips. As her clit slipped from his mouth, her breath came back along with her scream of satisfaction.

"OOOHHH... GGOOODDDD... OOOHHH GOD... OOOHHH... HARD... OH GOD BE PRAISED!"

Geoffrey wasn't anywhere close to satisfied so he put his mouth over her womanly slot and lapped up some of the nectar she generated. He confirmed his earlier observation that she tasted as good as she looked. Her chest was heaving with gulping breaths of air, and her face still had a look of surprised disbelief. He could see she was starting to recover from her intense orgasm, and he couldn't have any of that. He sucked her clit back into his mouth, began driving his fingers in and out of her, quickly pushing her to climax number two. In the middle of the climax Geoffrey's fingers tore her hymen, with pain and pleasure merging into an unworldly mixture of bliss.

Ruth felt like a marionette, and Geoffrey was her puppeteer as he quickly took her back to the edge of an orgasm. She hadn't even caught her breath from the first orgasm before she was at the edge of the second. Her hips leapt off the mat again as her whole world shattered around the most explosive orgasm she ever felt. Her eyes were wide, stunned and surprised by the sudden, tumultuous onslaught. Her mouth was wide open again, her breath locked in her chest in a silent scream. Her head was thrown back, along with her neck. The cords in her neck were distended and inflamed from hard pounding blood rushing through her.

Her body was rigid and quivering at the same time as her orgasmic tsunami controlled her body. Her breath struggled to get past the rigid, muscular exultation. As her breath came back, she once again let Geoffrey know what he had done to her.

"NNNOOO... AGAIN... OH GOD AGAIN... OOOHHH... AGAIN... OOHH GOD... NOT AGAIN!"

Once again, Geoffrey abandoned her clit so he could partake of the nectar Ruth generated. She tasted heavenly with the sweet, salty taste that he knew he could become addicted to. He knew he could also become addicted to watching the ecstasy wash over her gorgeous face. She was incredible. The way her incredibly, lithe body writhed in orgasmic splendor, with rippling silky skin over hard, rigid muscle. At that moment, she was the most beautiful and erotic woman he had ever seen, and he wanted more.

He resumed his finger action in her buttery slot and began to lash her clit with his tongue. This time the orgasm hit quickly with the power of a thunderstorm slamming into her body. All her muscles went spastic with her arms and legs flailing trying to hold on to something. This time her screams of passion were more like whispers of disbelief. Nothing like this had ever happened in her dreams and the explosive peaks rocked her world.

Geoffrey gave her pussy one last lick and kiss before he picked her up and cradled her in his arms. He gently caressed her face, pulling the hair from around it, as he lovingly cherished this special woman. Her body was quivering all over with occasional, full body shudders running through her. However, Geoffrey was just looking at her face, looking into her soft, adoring eyes still coming down from her orgasmic high. Her eyes still held looks of awe or disbelief, as the impact of her orgasms began to sink in.

Geoffrey leaned down and softly kissed her lips. As he started to pull back from the kiss, her hands reached up and pulled his face back to her hungry mouth. Ruth hungrily nibbled on his lips before she began to rain tiny kisses all over his face. When she reached his ear she whispered, "Oh Geoffrey, oh my God Geoffrey, that was incredible, unbelievable, and wonderful. This never happened to me before and it went way beyond my dreams."

"So baby, you're saying that wasn't the reaction you are hoping for when you wore that outfit!"

She looked up at Geoffrey's eyes; those bright shining eyes and started giggling.

"In my wildest dreams, I never dreamed of a reaction to anything like that. Geoffrey in my entire life, I've never got one orgasm even by my own hand. You just gave me my first three orgasms and we haven't even made love yet. I told you I had all these wild and crazy dreams about what it would be like for us to make love. Well, you just exceeded them, and I know there is more."

"Well, my baby, just think what the main course and desserts are going to be like," Geoffrey whispered passionately.

Her whole body shuddered, and she gave him one of the sweetest and most promising smiles he had ever seen. She pulled his head back down for another softer, but still hungry kiss before adding, "I don't know if I can wait Geoffrey. I want you inside me right now."