All Roses Have Their Thorns

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.