Misty Keep

CHAPTER FIVE

WARNING :

Mature Content and Explicit Scenes up ahead.

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Misty Keep

Scottish Highlands

In the Scottish Highlands, there is an obscure, unexplored site of folkloric mysticism and mythological symbols.

This site is shielded by the natural grandeur of Scotland's topography and environment. All year round, this site is shrouded by a whirling opaque mass of fog which conceals visibility and confuses a person's thought processes.

But if one can overcome this natural defenses, one would realize that beyond the murky fog and impenetrable forests lies a magnificent, panoramic view of enchanting waterfalls, heather filled meadows and grassy undulating terrain.

And amidst this spectacular view stood the only Keep within the veiled fog.

Misty Keep.

This Keep is made up from five separate intimidating towers forming a formidable fortress. The first four towers face each other forming a square. They are the pillars, the guardians of the only tower standing at the point of convergence.

And at the battlements of the center tower, a man is standing with his hands clasped behind his back. The man stood over 6 feet tall with wide shoulders, broad chest and lean hips.

If the man is not breathing, one would think he is a sculpture, a statue. He hasn't moved for a long time from morning til dusk.

And now as darkness enveloped the landscape, the wind is picking up speed and gaining strength. The wind became particularly strong that it whistled through the dark night.

But oddly, neither the man's caramel brown hair nor his black leather trench coat was disturbed. It's as if the man itself is shrouded by a protective layer.

Not minding the wind nor the nuisance it brought, the man just stood with an aloof expression as he continued to watch the serenity of stillness slowly overshadowed with a subtle hint of a storm about to be unleashed.

After awhile, the man called out names successively with a powerful modulated voice.

"Alexandru."

"Luca."

"Stefan."

"Marius."

"In twenty minutes, I will transport you all to Misty Keep."

And the Lord of this Keep just came back after his long years of absence.

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In the study, the smell of sex is thick in the air.

The room is filled with a loud, heavy sound of thump and series of moans followed by an erotic, lustful squelch of fluid upon contact.

At a dimly lit area, a blonde woman is bent over the table. Her top is pushed all the way up baring her breasts while the hem of her mini skirt was pulled over displaying her plump ass.

"Aah...ah..." The woman is delirious and lost in sexual pleasure as she moaned and raised her hips to meet the huge dick ramming her cunny.

On every hard thrusts the man would successively slap the woman's ass hard.

"Yes! Yes!" The woman shouted in ecstasy. Her face filled with utmost bliss.

BAM!

BAM!

On every forceful thrusts, her breasts would roll over the surface of the table, further enhancing her pleasure. Making her crave for more!

"More...please more." The woman shook her head as she shouted in a frenzy.

The man rammed his dick hard and fast as he held unto the woman's waist. His head is arched back as he savored the feeling of his dick gliding into the woman's tight cunny.

SLAP!

SLAP!

"Spread those legs!" The man roared as he slapped the woman's ass.

The woman held the edges of the table as she raised her ass higher and widen her legs further. The man rammed his dick with a loud slam as he bent over the woman.

With his dick inside the woman's cunny, he licked the woman's neck. Lapping the skin, nibbling it. Then his hand went under the woman's legs as he rubbed the woman's clit with his fingers.

The woman's cunny tightened. Crushing his dick into pure heaven! The man groaned in pleasure as he pinched the woman's clit with even more pressure.

"Aah...ah" The woman huff and puff in pleasure and in pain. Her eyes rolling in lustful delight.

The man pulled the woman up as he lifted the woman's left leg and placed it on the table. Then he continued his thrusts.

With one hand, he squeezed the woman's tits while his other hand continued to rub the woman's clit.

Feeling the woman's heightened state, the man lapped at the woman's neck again and scratched the skin with his fangs.

Now he is ramming the woman's cunny furiously with savage force as he pulled and pinched the woman's tits. When he squeezed the woman's clit, the woman screamed!

While the woman is lost in pleasure and lust, the man's fangs went deep into the woman's carotid veins and gently sucked on the woman's blood.

"Aah..ah.." The woman went wild as the pleasure she felt became more fierce, more intense! She can almost see the fireworks when suddenly, the man froze.

The man hurriedly licked the woman's neck to close the wound and frantically pulled up his jeans.

"Marius?" The woman asked in confusion. Her face is distorted with unfulfilled passion.

Marius looked at the woman with an apologetic smile.

"Elena, I'm sorry. I have to go!" Then he swiftly flashed out without a second glance at the woman.

"MARIUS!" Elena was so furious that she shouted in extreme rage!

The chandelier shook and the wine bottles broke into tiny pieces.

But no Marius came back.

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He was almost there! Just a little push and he would have reached paradise! Marius lamented as he internally cursed his luck.

But the Ancient One is awake!

He doesn't want to appear in front of the King's eyes with his bare dick twitching hello to his lord in greeting!

Marius wants to cry!

Its not yet time, is it?!

Damien requested to be awakened after twelve years. It's still ten years. That's two years short from the agreed time!

Or did he mess up the date?!

Marius is confused.

If he got the time right, then what made the King wake up early?!