What He Really Wanted

What He Really Wanted

What would have happened if Abe had showed up alone with the final piece


I looked at that monstrosity enter the palace, holding the last piece that I needed to rule the world. On my left hand I held Nuala’s arm in a firm grip. I had made myself call her by her name since we had left our childhood behind. At first my attraction to her had come in small and gradual degrees.

We hardly saw each other for most of our formative years, I had spent much of my life training in the art of war, and various defensive skills. I had become a highly trained killer. She had been sequestered in the castle learning her proper role as a noblewoman, and being a dutiful and kind daughter to our father. He always loved her the most, it was hard not to, she is soft, delicate, kind.

In my youth I learned to dull my connection to her because it made me feel ‘soft’ feelings that had no place in the heart of a future king. At that time my feelings towards her were mostly proper, I loved her because she was my sister and because she was good and kind, everything that I was not. My feelings towards her changed after I finished my training and came home after being away for many years. I had expected to come home, and see my sister not a goddess. She was by far the most beautiful of her gender, all of my exploits and conquests meant nothing next to her.

I stood transfixed and watched her tend to my father, he had grown old quickly, the war with the humans and the rise of the Golden Army had taken a lot of life out of him. However I could not tear my eyes away from her form, her soft mouth had me mesmerized. When she came over to me and hugged me in greeting and exclaimed “brother” I felt ashamed at my attraction to her. I knew that she deserved better than being shut away from the world that they had polluted. She deserved to walk free and enjoy the world as it had been created. A green paradise where our kind could live freely. She would help me rule.


So started our little adventure. Little did I know that she would turn away from me and try to aid those that supported the lives of those lesser beings. It hurt worse than anything I had ever experienced, and then I was unable to shut out her emotions. She had developed feelings for that thing, that monstrosity that could not be the male that she needed in her life.


“I have brought the final piece, please let her go” that being spoke and woke me from my memories

“Abe, no! you must not!” Nuala screamed, I gripped her tighter and looked at her

“You would rather they win? Would you rather leave with him?”

“Please Brother” she whispered, and looked at me with those pleading eyes, eyes that I loved and haunted my most obsessive and improper dreams

I motioned for him to hand me the piece, and he did. He backed away.

“Now, Prince Nuada, please let her go”

I took my spear and dispatched him quickly, and I felt my sister’s pain as my own. As she saw his head become separated from his body.

Her feelings were driving me mad


“Why?! How could you do this? He was no match for you.” She spoke thru her tears.

“He was a threat to OUR bond, he stood between you and me!” how could she think that I would have allowed him to live. He has almost taken her away from me. She had almost given him her heart.

She looked appalled, and frightened. I never liked frightening her.
“You would have always been my brother, no matter what you had done” She whispered as the tears ran down her face. I grabbed her small, sweet face in my hands and tilted it up towards me. “You will be more than that, it is MY world now, and you shall be my queen” I crushed her lips to mine and got what I had wanted for so long. Her, she was quivering beneath me. “Please brother, please STOP!”

“You will never refer to me like that again!” I silenced her cries with another kiss and carried her bridal style to my bedchamber in the palace. When I finally dropped her on the bed, she had gone paler than I had ever seen her. While we were both naturally pale, she was always a few shades lighter than me, and I loved that about her. It reminded me of her purity, her goodness, I wanted to possess her and enjoy her sweetness.
She backed away quickly from me, he shoes getting lost in her frantic attempts to get away from me.

Even her feet looked soft and inviting

“Please do not do this!”

I raised my hand and stopped her from more talking.

I approached her slowly as one would approach a hurt animal, and she tried to flee from me again.


“I love you, I wanted this to be soft, like you, but if you will not submit you leave me no choice”

I took out a small knife and ripped her clothes off her body. She cried harder as more of her skin was bared for my eyes, and I felt my heart constrict with excitement. She was more beautiful than I had ever imagined.

I descended on her with all the hunger of a starving man, my clothes were lost in a matter of seconds and there on the floor I looked at the face of what I wanted and loved the most.

I kissed every inch of her soft body, felt her shake beneath me, felt her small hands trying to push me off her body. It just made me grow harder than I had ever been in my life. I wanted to claim her, to make her feel how much I loved her, how desirable she was to me. I pulled her up again, and took her back to bed.

I loved her so and I wanted her first time to be at least of a bed, not down on the floor like some common whore.
She covered her white breasts with her hands and clenched her legs together to cover herself from my possessive gaze. Her eyes turned downwards as she refused to look at me
“I love you the most Nuala and no one else will ever love you as much as I do”
“Please Nuada, please have mercy…” she sniffed softly I walked towards her and caressed her face before making her look at me.

“You have tormented me with your beauty, you were always beyond anyone’s reach even mine.” I made her look at me, and her gasp let me know that she was looking at a part of me that would very soon be buried deep within her. I was well endowed, I had take plenty of women in our kingdom, but rarely had the pleasure of a virgin. And even those that were well experienced were left sore and aching for days.

I fantasized about owning every bit of her, marking my claim on her with my body, filling her with my seed. Seed that would take root and grow and help form my new kingdoms.

“Please don’t, you’ll tear me apart.” She grasped for my hand and I could feel her fear, but unlike before it just made her so much more appealing, there would be no hiding her feelings from me. Whatever pain or pleasure she felt at my hands I would know. I climbed on top of her fragile body, wrapped her smooth legs around my waist. She felt so hot and her cries were still making her body shake. Her pouty lips trembling as well as her beautiful breasts. I kissed her roughly and took her virginity in a swift stroke. I felt her pain, but it was a far away feeling from the joy that I was experiencing


I had never felt more complete, I finally had what I really wanted.


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