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Click hereLilah felt herself tighten around him, and she was filled. There was a decisiveness, a deliberateness to his movement. He did not ease in gently, nor did he impale her with violent speed. She was simply suddenly filled, and she saw him watching her with those steely, calculating eyes. Oh, how she hated his calm, his appearance of predatory aloofness. Whenever that veil lowered, and she saw a flicker of feeling in him, it would simply reappear an instant later as though he had been merely toying with her.
But this feeling—oh, this feeling. Her head fell back and she gasped under the onslaught of delirious pleasure. He responded by burying his hand in her hair and bringing her back to him, kissing her as he began to thrust. He inhaled at each gasp she made, as though he might inhale her. She felt as though he was inhaling her, drawing her into himself, making her uncertain where he ended and she began.
His hand found her throat, holding her in place against the wall as his thrusting grew in speed. She felt like a pinned butterfly there, immobile, as he entered her again and again until he was growling and his pace made her dizzy. She felt something building within her, a new feeling growing and stretching throughout her every muscle and synapse.
And then she wasn't just gasping, but crying out, nearly screaming. Her toes curled and her thoughts melted into an electric haze of sensation. In that exact instant she heard his growl turn utterly bestial, and felt him burst inside of her as his fingers dug into the flesh of her thigh.
She went limp, her muscles like warm liquid. But she was kept from falling to the floor, and lifted into his arms. She murmured at him incoherently, not even knowing what she meant to say. He chuckled warmly in response, his face inches from hers.
"My sweet little dove," he murmured, his voice teasingly indulgent. As he placed her on a soft bed and lowered over her, his self satisfaction radiated from him, to her resentment.
"Not yours," she managed, sulkily. Her eyelids were heavy. She heard him chuckle again as though from a distance.
"How wrong you are, little one," he replied. He buried his hand in her golden curls, pulling and drawing her mouth to his. With his other arm he reached around her waist and pressed her close.
He kissed her, her cheek, her lips, her temple. The eyes that looked down at her with were as warm as molten steel. "You are quite irrevocably mine."
@Anon,
Well the Imperial invaders would definitely regard her take as dumb. I personally agree with her--that even if a person is treated as a thing, it does not mean they must regard themselves as such.
I haven't read through the other comments - just so you know my feedback has not been influenced by others. I'm confused... she says "I'm not a thing to be bought and sold." Is she just dumb? Girl is shackled with her tits practically hanging out in a bathing suit (so you say but if her belly is exposed, is it not a bikini?). And I shouldn't have to go back and double check that I missed something - so when exactly did he get his dick out? And how can he possibly know that she's wet enough to take him. "He did not ease in gently, nor did he impale her with violent speed"-...so which is it? I guess he was 'medium' whilst he raped her? But that's irrelevant because: "But this feeling—oh, this feeling. Her head fell back and she gasped under the onslaught of delirious pleasure." Seriously? So tired of reading noncon purple prose with swooning, mindless female protagonists.
If that’s your first erotica I can’t wait to see what’s next! 🥵. Nice to see porn with (good) plot for a change!
So frickin hot. Lots of minor comments/improvement suggestions but Magnus and his fragile Lilah have some promising chemistry. I hope he does learn to care for her.
It has been awhile since I read your story but I am again reminded how the good writers here, are separated from those who aspire to be called a writer.
Please ignore the bitchy and honestly, preachy comments here. Good god, you provide your stories for free and yet people act like they spent $25-30 dollars for the pleasure. People — get a fucking grip!
I find this story captivating, with layers and personalities I want to know more about. Yes, I love the sex but if I wanted “wham, bam, thank you ma’am, I would watch porn. And the ignorant input from “here’s a tip” you should ignore completely. What a jerk!
Prose is too long-winded at times, but otherwise this shows potential. Less is always more. The sex is non-existent. A good formula for sex scenes that is most believable/enjoyable to readers: build-up of tension, foreplay, penetration, then post-coital cool down. This completely missed the foreplay. (Kissing is not foreplay!) There is lots of ways how you can be original with this formula but most important is to nail the rhythm. Try reading-out loud or have the computer auto-read what you've written.
This is my 5th time rereading this series ever since I discovered it 2 months ago ❤️
also, if she hadn't saved him she would've been surely sold as a slave to a more cruel person.. So I don't really get why some readers are hating on this??