The War God’s Favorite

Chapter 20

The Prince’s Tent She was still catching her breath when Kairen laid down next to her, pulling the covers back on them

and kissing her temple.

“You can’t do that…” Cassandra whispered.

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“Pleasure…me.”

The Prince clicked his tongue and looked at her with his dark eyes.

“Didn’t you like it?”

Cassandra immediately blushed from embarrassment.

“It’s not…”

Did you like it or not?”

His tone of voice made it clear she wouldn’t get out of this without giving him a proper answer.

Cassandra made sure to look anywhere but his direction.

“I did, but…”

“Better than what Shareen did?”

“Your Highness!”

She couldn’t believe he would dare to ask such a thing. How jealous could he be to actually say that!

The worst part was that serious look he had on his face while he asked! Cassandra was so exhausted

by his persistence!

“I did not appreciate what… happened with your sister. But it’s not the same, Her Highness Princess

Shareen was just making fun of me, while you…”

“While I what?”

Cassandra gulped, trying to find the right words, to make him understand while trying not to die of

embarrassment.

“You… willingly pleasured me. I’m only a sl…concubine, My Lord. I am the one who is supposed to

pleasure you, not the other way around.”

Kairen stayed silent for a while, staring at her with his enigmatic look. Cassandra hoped he had

understood, but his obsidian eyes were impossible to decipher. So she waited for him to say

something, anything. After a few minutes had passed, the War God still hadn’t said a thing, but

underneath the cloak, his hand suddenly went down to her still wet pussy, taking her completely by

surprise. Cassandra gasped loudly and gripped down on his wrist.

“Your…”

“What if I like it?”

Cassandra looked at him, lost. But Kairen kissed her slowly, while his hot and firm hand continued to

caress her. She couldn’t believe it was her own taste on his tongue…

“What if I like your reactions?”

He sucked and nibbled on the skin of her neck, and kissed it, making her gasp again. She loved the

sensation of his lips right there…

“What if I like the way your white skin gets hot and red?”

His lips went down on her bare breast, and his available hand played with the other, fondling them and

caressing them while Cassandra flushed.

“What if I like the way your breasts fill my hands?”

She knew what he was doing, and closed her eyes, unable to look at him and his amused yet

somewhat serious expression. On top of everything else, the way he looked at her was driving her

insane. The way he looked at her…

“What if I like the way you get all embarrassed when I touch you?”

He kept going. His hands were caressing her, gentle and hot on her body. With her eyes closed,

Cassandra couldn’t predict where they would go next, and that somehow made it even worse. She

shivered. He was going over her breasts…her hips…her thighs…her neck…her stomach….

“Your Highness!” she moaned when his fingers harassed her pussy again. He was clearly playing with

her, observing each of her reactions, but he was so good at it, she was helpless.

Cassandra was once again at his mercy, breathing loudly and trying to repress her moans. His fingers

were rubbing intensely, and she could feel herself throbbing in response. As a reflex, she slowly spread

her legs wider, feeling the heat that was coming back.

“I like the way you become wet when I touch you…” whispered Kairen in her ear.

Cassandra bit her lip. She was so responsive to his touch! Her own body was ahead of her, pulsing and

wanting more. Didn’t she come just a moment ago? But it wasn’t enough, not yet. She felt it, and hated

that she couldn’t control it. Instead, she was willingly spreading her legs, offering herself to his skilled

fingers, and wanting more.

Just as she was in this internal war between desire and reason, Kairen leaned in to give her a deep,

forceful kiss. Despite her lack of breath, Cassandra answered. It was as if the fire between her thighs

had made her even thirstier for the Prince’s mouth. It was a savage, willful, and exciting kiss. So

exhilarating, it made her moan out loud as she also grew wetter. She felt his other hand grip her hair in

a possessive gesture to keep her close.

“Your Highness…” she whispered when they finally interrupted their kiss, both of them out of breath.

“Tell me what you want.”

“W… what?”

The question was so direct yet vague, Cassandra was almost afraid she had understood it wrong.

Kairen was serious, his black eyes burning with desire.

“Tell me what you want. Now. I want to hear it.”

Cassandra immediately shook her head, but he was still holding on to her, so she couldn’t look away or

ignore him.

“No, no, no, I can’t…” she muttered, almost panicked.

“You can. Cassandra, I want to hear it. Now, tell me what you want.”

Hearing her name from his mouth again shook her a little. Somehow, it was even more embarrassing

than anything else, something she could barely handle. She felt his fingers continuously rubbing

against her entrance, playing with her pussy, but Kairen had purposely slowed down, waiting for her

answer.

Cassandra couldn’t endure it. It was like torture, feeling those slow motions against her wetness, when

she just…

“T…take me, please…” she whispered, unable to stand it anymore.

Kairen smiled and leaned in to kiss her, another one of those intense kisses they had gotten addicted

to. Just then, as his hot body got closer to hers, she immediately felt his swollen, hard dick against her

leg, and shivered. What

had she become? She was still a virgin a few days ago, and now she desired this man so intensely.

Cassandra forgot all those thoughts as soon as Kairen pulled her to him, and had her lay on her flank,

right against him. His warm torso against her back, he wrapped an arm around her and used his other

hand to spread her legs. So close against each other, Cassandra was abruptly left looking the other

way when behind her, Kairen penetrated her. She moaned loudly at the sensation of his thick member

inside her. The position was unusual as she couldn’t even see Kairen’s face.

When he started moving, Cassandra immediately began moaning with each thrust. Since she couldn’t

see him, her main focus was the wild, deep, and intense movements inside her. She was entirely at his

mercy, unable to predict when each thrust would come. Kairen used their position to make things even

wilder with one hand on her breasts and the other on her pussy. He continued caressing her at the

same time he was thrusting, making Cassandra cry out in pleasure. He knew she liked it. Cassandra

was moaning loudly, focusing on the Prince’s thick member, and how he repeatedly hammered her with

it. She was crying out, not in pain, but to this impossible pleasure she was being given.

Their position had a unique, intimate feeling. She could feel Kairen’s hot breath on her neck right

behind her ear. He was groaning with pleasure too, and occasionally kissed her skin. With one hand on

her breast and the other between her thighs, he was driving her crazy with so many sensations.

Cassandra knew she wouldn’t last long. She was already in way too deep, and just wanted to dive into

the wave of pleasure. His powerful dick left her no time to think. It was intense, so much so, she

gripped tightly on the sheets and Kairen’s wrists as she moaned louder. She felt like she could lose her

mind to this, all reason was completely gone while only her body, in this whirlwind of sensations, would

stay and endure it.

Soon enough, she felt her orgasm starting, and began to tremble. Her head leaned back and she

gasped suddenly, as she felt it grow inside her until it burst. She froze for a few seconds, and Kairen

too, reacted to her and groaned in her ear.

A long silence followed as neither of them moved, still trying to catch their breath and emerge out of the

daze. Cassandra felt exhausted, but somehow relieved. She couldn’t explain it, but their passionate

love-making had calmed her worries. Behind her, Kairen slowly pulled out as he kissed her shoulder

and wrapped his arms around her.

“Tell me when you want something. I hate having to guess…”

Cassandra chuckled softly. She could certainly tell. Her Prince was a very straightforward man of few

words. She didn’t dislike that as he was honest anytime he spoke. She snuggled in his arms, surprising

him a bit. For the first time, maybe she could be alright with being a little bold and going along with her

feelings. But at that very moment, she felt content in his warm arms, even if it might be for only a short

while. Kairen tightened his grip around her and once again kissed her skin.

“My Lord…”

“What is it?”

“Can I leave the tent tomorrow? I…I don’t think I’ll be able to endure being confined here for long. I’m

only hoping to look around, not to bother anyone.”

Kairen stayed silent for a while. Even without seeing his face, Cassandra could almost hear him

internally debating. She wondered what the real reason was for him being so against it. Was it because

she would get in the way of the men? Or distract them? Was it alright for a slave to walk around the

Military Camp?

“Fine. I’ll find someone to accompany you.”

“Oh, no, I can…”

“No. The camp is too large. You will stay with someone.”

Cassandra felt bad about monopolizing one of Kairen’s men for a day, but she didn’t dare add anything

else in

case he changed his mind. At least now she would be able to leave the tent, walk around, and get

some fresh air.

As neither of them wanted to leave their position, they ended up napping like this for another hour, in

silence. After a while, however, some sort of loud horn took them away from their slumber. Cassandra

sat up, intrigued, but Kairen simply got up to put his cloak back on.

“It’s the dinner call… Everyone’s gathering at the fire pit. Come.”

Cassandra put her clothes back on and, like Kairen, wrapped herself in a thick fur coat before walking

out with him. As soon as they got outside, a wall of black scales immediately fell right in front of her.

Before Cassandra could react, Krai’s big head snuggled up against her, growling erratically. She smiled

and scratched its head, despite the cold on her hands.

“I missed you, too,” she whispered to the dragon.