Page 112 of The Anointed's Paladin

“So hasty!” He chided, clicking his tongue and leaning down towards me, whispering in my ear.

“First, your oath… mighty Paladin.”

My head pounded, as I formed the words that would focus my power.

“I swear to Kaine, chosen of Cirae,”

My voice had started weak, but I wanted these words to be strong. I could feel their power wrapping around me, sinking in and renewing my own.

“Nothing shall tempt my sword but for your gain;

Nothing shall stop it but your command. ”

It was hard to think; hard to concentrate as his fingers tangled in my hair and he straightened again, relishing my words. I could feel them settling on my soul. Simple. True. Love was what was right with the world. What was more evil than rejecting love? Fighting it?

“My purpose and path is not to rest

Until you have found your ataraxis.”

Not just of fealty, also a vow to restore him. He had been broken a thousand times over and I wanted to make him whole again.

“My body, blood, and soul is yours

dedicated to your path.

From now until forevermore.”

There was the penance; the catch. Kaine was dedicated to me and Nidori, but I was under no illusion that he wasgood.I could see it in him; a seed, a potential to be restored. But it could so easily be strangled by the pain and fear he bore. If he continued down the path of blood and destruction, my penance would be bound to obey his every command, forever. But I would rather lose my soul with his than give up on any chance to bring his back.

“…An oath of eternal fealty.”

It was done. He sighed as I spoke the words, a rapturous expression on his face.

“Good boy,” he said, pulling my horn back so I was forced to look up at him.

He teased me again by brushing himself against my lips, but held me back as I tried to taste him. My tail lashed behind me and I slid my tongue free, reaching toward him. He tilted his head at me, tracing his finger along my tongue.

“Here is my promise to you: to cherish you always. You’ll be my right hand.” He paused. “My most beloved treasure.”

He traced his finger up to my lips, parting them. My tail lashed again; his cock was so close and I wanted it so badly; I wanted to hear him moan as I pleasured him to oblivion.

“I promise I’ll never give you-“ He pushed forward, finally sliding into my mouth, further and further until he was into my throat. I was glad I was kneeling because otherwise my legs would have given out in pleasure.

“-more than you can take.” He purred.

He held my horn in one hand, hair in the other, holding me tight to him. My eyes watered as my tongue traced the sensitive underside,curling around his balls. He moaned then, and it was the most perfect noise I had heard. My tail curled around itself in pleasure as I let him please himself in me, letting him go deep as I bore it. Any protest my body made I shoved down; I would be perfect for him. I reached up, gripping his hips and felt his cock swell; I could feel the veins, the tensing as he came, releasing his load and rewarding my labour.

He stepped back, eyes hooded with pleasure as he took me in. I moaned as he stepped away; I was so close.

“Swallow that, won’t you, pet.” He said. I complied, licking my lips clean as well.

I stayed kneeling, trying to keep perfectly still as he regarded me. I couldn’t help but shiver as he looked me up and down, hunger in his eyes. The window cast speckled light on his skin and the candles reflected in his bright eyes. He paused for a few agonizing beats like that, holding my eyes as if daring me to move.

My core was alight with desire, and I could feel my dick throbbing, but I held still, awaiting his cue.

“Such a little slut, aren’t you?” He said, and I nodded. “Tell me what you want, pet.”

“You.” I managed.

He stepped forward finally, coming close to me. His arm reached out as if to caress, but instead he pushed me back forcefully so I was lying on the ground. He then rose above me, straddling me as he gazed down at me, fangs glinting. I whimpered. A smile played on his face.

“Please. Bite me, fuck me, I just need you.”

He grinned as he lunged forwards, hand closing around my throat. His thumb pressed into my skin, his hands cold as he felt my blood pulsing through my veins. Then he sank his fangs deep into my neck. My skin felt like lightning wherever it touched him; his chest pressed to mine, our legs tangled together, my cock finally rewardedwith the contact I was so desperate for as it rubbed between his legs. I came, stars spinning in my vision as the sharp pain in my neck turned to pleasure. He lifted his head, pausing for a second.

“You are the most precious thing I’ve ever had. I can’t believe I almost let you slip away. I can promise you I’ll never let that happen again.” He said, gazing at me in adoration before sinking his teeth in.