Read Online The Tournament by Scarlett Vora - Free Book Online

taking Ruby with him. "No. Oh, fuck. An aspirant . I'll be killed. They'll kill me."  
    "Here." Ruby slid off his back and turned his cheek so she could kiss his lips. "Here."
    The groom began to cry.  
    "I didn't mean to," he said. "I don't know what came over me."
    "It's all right," said Ruby. She smoothed her fingers over his damp cheeks, stroked his hair. "Whatever you want is all right."
    "I'm hard again," sobbed the groom.
    "Then you should take me again," said Ruby.  
    "This isn't normal." The groom cringed away from her. "You should turn me in. Right now. Before I—I can't even say the word."  
    "You like to please women," said Ruby.
    "Yes!" The groom ground the heels of his palms into his eyes. "My lovers are happy to see me. I give them pleasure, always."
    "I am here for you ," said Ruby. "I am here to serve you . Why don't you pull my hair and force me to suck your cock?"  
    "No," said the groom.
    "Why not?" Ruby asked.  
    "I want your cunt," said the groom.  
    Ruby held her breath.
    He sat back and displayed himself, the tender skin of his cock red and rubbed raw. "You're not even the first woman I fucked today."  
    "Wrap your hands around my neck," said Ruby.
    He curled his hands into fists, but his cock twitched.
    "Wrap your hands around my neck," she repeated.
    He cupped her neck with both hands, very gently.
    "Now push me onto my back," Ruby instructed.
    The groom hesitated, but he guided her down until she lay flat on the straw floor and he crouched over her.
    "What do you want to do?" Ruby asked.
    "I don't want—" He grabbed his cock and began to jerk himself.  
    "Oh, no," Ruby whispered. She began to writhe and twist. "Don't touch me, please don't, I don't want to!"  
    The hand still around her neck tightened. Just a bit.
    "I hate you!" Ruby cried. "Go away!"  
    "You hate me?" The groom released his cock so he could force two fingers inside her sopping cunt. "You're begging me to fuck you!"
    "Don't touch me!" Ruby slapped at him. "I didn't mean it!"  
    "I think you did," the groom snarled. He yanked her legs apart and pushed them so wide the muscles of Ruby's thighs stretched and burned. "I think you want it bad."  
    "You're hurting me," she whimpered, scrambling away. "I hate you!"  
    "Keep telling yourself that." He crawled up her body, dragged his rock-hard cock through her wet pussy. "But you're going to lie here and take my cock, aren't you?"  
    Ruby flailed when he entered her, twisting and squirming until he took a tight hold on her throat again. It was exciting, the pressure and the danger. She panted through it, pinned on his cock, subject to his violence. He took her.  
    "Stop fighting," he snarled. "You know you want it."  
    "Stop," said Ruby. She squeezed out a tear, and felt a trickle of real fear as it tracked down her cheek. "Please, just stop."  
    "Tell me how much you love it." He slammed into her, deeper and deeper at every thrust. "Say ' thank you' ."  
    "No! I won't!" Ruby whined as he drove deep. "You can't make me."
    "I'm going to shoot my cum so deep inside you, you'll never be able to clean it out." He flexed inside of her and rotated his hips, buried to the hilt.  
    "No," wailed Ruby. "Don't do that. Anything else. On my breasts, on my belly, I'll suck you off—"
    "I'm coming," he hissed, pumping into her. "I'm coming inside of you right now."  
    He rolled away after he came, with a wheeze that faded into a sound of anguish. Ruby picked the straw out of her hair and washed herself quickly with the cooling water, then knelt at his side.
    "How do you feel?" she asked.
    "What's wrong with me?" asked the groom, meeting her eyes. "I deserve to die, don't I?"  
    Ruby frowned. She stroked the groom's forehead. "I'm sorry," she said. "I thought it might ease you to act out a forbidden fantasy, but perhaps I have caused a deeper anguish. That was not my wish."  
    "I don't want to want that ," he said. "I don't. I don't want it."  
    "You do," said Ruby. She touched