The Dark World

Chapter 8: passion and violence

Marisoll

Mystic Zerena and I waited for the men to return, but when it was long past dark, I was starting to grow concerned.

“Should we look for them?” I asked.

She smiled at me and said, “we will leave in the early hours, worry not Marisoll, they are safe and well trust me, but they are troublesome men and always manage to get themselves entangled in some kind of drama or situation, they will be fine.”

I narrowed my eyes at her suspiciously, but she seemed confident in their wellbeing, so I relaxed. I had heard rumours of a great wizard named mystic Zerena, I did not know exactly how a wizard’s powers worked, but I knew she was wise and would more than likely sense if either of her friends were in trouble.

We got little sleep we could, and then we set out to find them. I followed mystic Zerena’s lead for she seemed to know where to go, neither of us spoke very much. I had never been much of a talker and certainly not towards people I barely knew, my mother had always found my shyness endearing, I did not, so I hid it behind my blades and my arrows, I preferred to fight, I was good at fighting, not so much talking or being social.

We were almost out of the woods when I quickly grabbed my bow and fired an arrow inches beside mystic Zerena. She looked down at the malformed dog on the floor, my arrow embedded in its head, and took a shaky breath. The dog had almost torn her throat out, it was dark touched, meaning it was no longer a dog but a mindless beast, its skin was blistered and peeling, the body three times the size of a normal dog.

“Be careful,” was all I said to mystic Zerena and she nodded.

She led us to an inn and as we stood outside of it I grew annoyed, we had been patiently waiting for them to return, grown worried when all along they were here enjoying themselves some peace.

I stormed inside and ignored the stares as I made my way over to the barman. “Where are the knights?” I demanded.

“I don’t want no trouble, miss,” the short man stammered.

“Where are they?” I asked again.

He pointed up, his finger shaking slightly, and I made my way up. I should have listened to mystic Zerena about waiting because what I saw was filth, just pure crude filth, so why did my body respond in such a strange way as I watched?

I opened the door to find Ezekiel in bed with a red haired lady, the covers entangled around their feet as he had s.ex with her, I always took Ezekiel for a lovemaking kind of man with his soft spoken ways and his gentlemanly gestures, but right now, he had the lady pinned down by her wrists as he roughly slammed himself inside of her again and again, making her scream and cry out, and I wasn’t sure if it were cries for help until I saw her flushed cheeks, my own cheeks grew hot and only grew hotter as I watched him kiss his way down her neck and reach her b.reasts.

I quickly shut the door as quietly as I could, feeling both embarrassed and something else I could not quite figure out between my thighs. I ignored it and tried to stay determined as I pulled the next door open, I should have known Cairn would be worse, if anyone was a beast in bed it would be him.

The covers lay pooled on the floor, both Cairn and the blonde lady he was with were completely naked, he was having s.ex with her like an animal! At least Ezekiel had been doing it correctly, Cairn had his lady face down on the bed with her rear in the air, at this point I could not even be polite, so I just thought of it as I saw it, her a.ss was up high in the air, he held both her perfectly round milky white cheeks so hard I could see the red marks.

Cairn was even rougher than Ezekiel, he rammed himself into this lady hard enough the bed shook and squeaked, as he pulled back I put my hand over my mouth for the sheer size of him was animalistic, he was much too big, and I wondered how it fit in the poor lady, he wasn’t doing it in the right hole either, he was pounding furiously into the lady’s a.ss, into her rear.

I jumped when he spoke, fearing he had caught me, but he was talking to her.

“You like that, sweetheart,” he panted, breathless from the effort of being so rough and hard.

“Yes, harder!” She moaned, her fingers gripping the bed as pleasure consumed her.

He s.lapped her a.ss hard, but she seemed to like that, so I took that as my cue to quietly leave.

By the time I reached mystic Zerena I was sweating as much as those ladies had been, but my sweat was from sheer bashfulness, and dare I say, fear. I had never experienced a man before in bed or even out of it, I had never been courted or kissed or touched, if that’s how it was I wasn’t sure I wanted it.

It looked painful, and I could not understand why those ladies seemed to be enjoying it so much. Mystic Zerena smiled at me like she already knew what I would find. “Next time, take my advice when I say to be patient?”

“Yes, most certainly,” I looked to the ground feeling even more bashful.

When an hour had passed by with us now sitting inside at one of the tables, she took a sip of water that the barman had given us and said, “it should be safe to go up and get them now.”

“Maybe you should?” I tried, but she smiled and shook her head, “it should be you, we need you to be getting along better than you all are right now if we are to work together on defeating the dark lord.” She whispered the end of that sentence so no one else would overhear such crazy words.

I was too proud to show my cowardice, especially about such intimate relations, so I faked a sigh and stood up. When I reached the stairs I inwardly scolded myself for being a coward, my feet faltered on the steps, seeming to slow more and more the closer I got to their rooms. In the end, I gathered my courage by hiding behind anger and barged into Cairn’s room first, he was easier for me to angry at.

If I had been thinking clearly I would have banged on the doors, but luck was with me because I opened it to find both Cairn and his lady lover asleep. She was a beautiful woman with long blonde hair fanned around her soft and feminine face, she had a perfect petite and doll like body with almost Snow-White skin.

I averted my gaze when I saw dark golden hair between her legs, she was lying on her back with her full b.reasts on display and I quickly looked away and to Cairn who was asleep laying on his stomach, face in the pillow and arm on the pillow above his head, his other arm flung over the bed carelessly as was his leg, the sheet barely covered his backside, his very sculpted and easy on the eye backside.

I yanked the sheets off him and threw them over the lady’s body covering her, then I proceeded to kick him off the bed. He fell to the floor in a heap and I smiled when I heard him smack his head on the bedside table.

“What the f.uck!” He yelled, rubbing his head and glaring up at me. “You! What the f.uck are you doing here?” He got to his feet, eyes blazing with fury. His yelling woke the lady up, and she sat up huddled against the bed fearfully trying to hide behind the sheets.

“I am ever so sorry, did I interrupt something?” I replied sarcastically.

“You did actually, good s.ex and beautiful women, nothing you’d know about,” he sneered back just as sarcastically.

“Ah, the ugly card, as if that is not the first time I’ve had someone try to tear me down about my looks,” I laughed and added, “I do not care about such pointless things.”

“It’s only pointless because you’ve never experienced how good it can feel to have the attentions of someone.”

I rose an eyebrow and gave an unimpressed face. He walked over to me, and I was prepared for another fight, he pinned me against the wall and pressed his body up against mine. He ran the back of his fingers softly down my cheek and whispered in my ear, “Marisoll, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes upon, to have your lips upon mine would taste divine I am sure.” He brushed his lips across my cheek so light I barely felt it, but my body certainly did, I felt tingly between my legs, my face felt hot, and I felt something I had never felt before. Desired.

He leaned his forearm against the wall above me and looked down at me with a smirk, “did that make you feel something?”

When I did not respond, he laughed, “see, now when I tell you how unattractive me and Ezekiel find you it will hit harder, now you’ve had a taste of how good it can feel to experience the opposite.”

This was just a game to him? He wanted to torment me? I didn’t glare at him, I smiled sweetly at him, and then I punched him in the stomach, making him double over.

I was five, ten and at six, six he still towered over me, but I didn’t care, I was not afraid of Cairn.

He grabbed the back of my cloak and pulled me to the floor and straddled me, I blocked some hits, but he was strong, he punched me in the face until I felt numb, I managed to flip him over and onto his back and I punched him as hard as I could over and over again until he was as bloody as I were.

I faintly heard the lady run from the room, and we were in the middle of wrestling one another when Ezekiel stood in the doorway, leaning against it as he watched us. “Really?” He sighed and didn’t even bother to stop us this time, he simply walked away.

We carried on fighting until we both grew tired, I was too stubborn to stop even when my punches grew weak and floppy, and I could barely stand. In the end, I fell to the floor and thought Cairn would finish me off, but he wiped the back of his arm across his face, stopping blood from dripping into his eyes, and then he held his hand out to me.

When I looked at it wearily he shook it at me, “come on, I’m done.”

I took his hand and he helped me to my feet, I stumbled and swayed, and he helped me down the stairs, ignoring the gaping mouths of onlookers. When we got outside mystic Zerena and Ezekiel were waiting for us.

“You are such a disappointment to all knights,” Ezekiel said to Cairn.

He shoved me against Ezekiel making him have to catch me and said, “you take care of her then, Mr perfect.”

Ezekiel gently passed me to mystic Zerena and then with no warning, he pulled out his sword and stabbed it through Cairn, he collapsed to his knees and glared at Ezekiel. With blood pouring out his mouth, Cairn growled, “just you f.ucking wait.” Then he fell to the floor. Dead.