EPISODE TWENTY
TITLE: THE UNEXPECTED, CURSED MOMENT
Azazel came back to the palace at dawn and Onida heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the neigh of the horses as they rode into the castle.
She never expected them to be back so soon and she didn’t want to admit it but the castle felt so empty without Azazel.
Azazel climbed out of his carriage and Adriel was with him as usual. She heard some maids talking about how he had gone for war. Could that be where he was coming from?
The most surprising part was that he didn’t capture any slaves except a young woman in a new branded collar.
Her skin was so whitish and spotless which meant she was from a noble family.
Her mind drifted to that rainy night years ago when Calian had murdered her parents and brothers in her presence.
He spared her because of the special lust he had for her but had tortured her every night since she had refused to give in to his advances.
Onida sighed as she walked into her room. She hadn’t even sat down when she heard a loud banging at her door.
She rushed to open the door and furrowed her eyebrows when she saw a guard. She bowed her head at him slightly.
“The Master sent for you” He uttered then walked away.
Onida’s heart skipped a bit as she played over what the guard had just said in her head.
Why would Azazel send for her so early in the morning? Shouldn’t he be tired from the war and his long journey?
She wore her uniform in a hurry and scurried off to his chamber.
Adriel bumped into her as he walked out of Azazel’s chambers. He took one glance at her before turning away and walking into the courtyard briskly.
“What is happening?”She asked no one in particular. This was the first time Adriel didn’t glare at her like he always did. He seemed a little bit off the grid but she assumed it was normal.
“Are they even normal?”She thought before going into the room.
Azazel was just taking off his robe and war coat when she walked in.
Onida bowed her head as she walked closer to the bed waiting for him to give her orders.
The room was exceptionally cold tonight and at intervals, a gust of wind would blow into the room as if it was about to rain.
She wrapped her arms around her chest as she shivered and Azazel shot her a stare.
“You’re scared of the room?” He asked and she shook her head, Indecisively. She didn’t know the reply to give him that won’t infuriate him.
“I’m not scared” She stuttered with her teeth clattering and Azazel walked closer to her.
He held the tip of her dress and was about to yank it off when Onida grabbed his hand.
A tear slipped down her spotless face as she closed her eyes.
He instantly got lost staring at her for a moment. It kept getting tough for him to treat her like an animal because it didn’t suit her Aura.
She has never behaved like a slave nor talked like one.
She hardly talked but her words always weighed with dignity anytime she spoke.
Her soft eloquent voice when she cried for mercy under him tortured him so much for nights. It felt like all he could think about was her cries.
“Don’t tear my dress” She pleaded softly and Azazel let go of her dress.
Onida took off the only clothing on her then laid there stark naked in front of him.
Her tiny hands clenched in a fist as she resisted the urge not to break down in his presence.
He grabbed her neck and pulled her closer to himself.
His breath niggled at the deep part of her neck, blowing off the strand of hair on her skin. She wanted nothing more than to wrap her arms around his shoulder but she fought the urge.
Just the soft hot air that came out of his nostrils and mouth at intervals, hypnotized her.
Her mind was foggy as she wondered what he was trying to do with her.
Azazel pushed her to the bed then spun her around so her butt was pressed against him and she was laying on her stomach.
He didn’t want to chain her tonight as he would be done with her in no time.
He couldn’t lose himself in her the way he did last time.
With her body under his, He knelt on the bed, placing his knees at either side of her buttocks then he raised her waist up and teased her opening with his dangling cock which was looking for her opening frantically.
Onida moaned softly as her body squirmed in pleasure as she expected his penetration.
“Please…” Her tiny voice broke out in a sob as her body trembled with so much sweetness and throbbing.
His erratic breathing accompanied with her sobs was the only sound that could be heard in the room.
His large hands rub her back at intervals and this left Onida wondering what could be going on in his head.
She was still lost in her thoughts when he plunged into her. She screamed softly as she felt her walls tear. No matter how frequently he slept with her, her body could never accommodate him.
She tried raising her waist but Azazel pinned her to the bed so hard while he raised his body up a little and slid in and out of her slowly and consensually.
It hurt so bad that she couldn’t help but scream. She couldn’t contain him.
Tears slipped down her cheeks profusely while Azazel thrusted into her profusely. It got deeper, painful and excruciating with each thrust.
He let go of her waist and Onida raised her butt up to his groin, making his whole length forced into her.
A groan slipped out of his mouth for the first time and his hair, which had been tied up to a bun, fell on his shoulders.
Onida couldn’t move her butts back again because his huge dick was stuck in her opening as her flesh tore at each stroke.
“Master…”She sobbed while holding his hand but despite her pleas, he didn’t stop.
She held his hand as if her life depended on it and moved in rhythm as he pounded into her in a brutal manner.
The heat radiated off his skin as if he was on fire, burnt her skin so badly. Noticing this, Azazel tried pulling away from her but Onida didn’t allow him.
As if she wasn’t affected with the pains coaxing through her body coupled with the burning pain caused by Azazel’s body, she refused to let him go.
She rubbed his hands continuously and Azazel couldn’t stop his thrusts anymore.
He has no control over his body anymore and his grunts frequented more.
Onida stopped struggling with him. Instead, She turned over so she was facing him and wrapped her arms tightly around him.
Azazel’s eyes widened. What was she doing?!
With the ounce of strength left in her, she leaned closer and tightened her arms around him.
“Onida”He groaned trying to move away from her grasp but she didn’t allow him. In as much as his skin burned hers, She held him In the most affectionate manner for a while till he let loose in her.
His body trembled and Onida sobbed as their sweaty bodies rubbed each other.
He continued as his semen splashed over her opening and laps while Onida wept badly as she watched Azazel groan in pain.
After that, his body relaxed on hers…