Chapter 22

Snow wrestles me onto his lap, upon the mossy boulder in the calming night of the forest to receive my punishment for showing an unexpected temper.

My dress is hauled up my ass as his hand rubs across my butt cheeks, and he ignores my weak protests.

"Just because you're physically bigger th –"

"Correct. Ellie. I am," Snow smacks my ass hard, while holding my waist tight to keep me from bucking across his thighs.

"Ow–!"

"I am bigger and much badder than you, child –"

"Don't ever call me that word again!"

"You'll have to cut out my tongue, Ellie."

"Don't tempt me –!" as I try to continue our little pointless argument, Snow spanks my ass on repeat and with rapid fire accuracy. Smack, smack, smack, SMACK, his palm also cupped and causing the sound to echo humiliatingly, "Ow – ah – stop! SNOW!"

"Okay, we'll move onto the fucking part then," Snow concedes, while riding up my dress further to inspect the pink cheeks he left behind, "…what an art… my property… my ass... and you're dripping too… Ellie… now apologise…"

"Apologise for what?" I hiss, "I am allowed to be angry!"

"I like you sweet – and I'll fuck the anger out of you every time," Snow speaks so calmly, his tone a drawl of absolute confidence and all knowing, "Little girl – I have all the wisdom of a King. You speak to me as if you know life outside of that cabin in the woods. You know nothing. You are just beginning to learn something," Snow is smug about this, as he grabs my waist and jumps off the boulder. As he stands, he drops me to my knees upon the forest floor and he steps into my space, his breeches rubbing against my cheek while I'm down, "You know what to do, Ellie – bend to your husband, your King and lover… I will see you guide this with your hands… maybe your mouth will come in handy to…? At your speed. Does that sound amenable?"

"Yes," I choose to blurt out. Because yes. I would like some strength here. An upper hand. Or… two lowered hands… with his cock right in front of me, his thick breeches the only layer separating me from it.

Letting out a shaky breath, I reach up for his waist band and I trail my fingers through toward the buttons. I see his cock jump in anticipation and stretch the hardy material.

I'd service him – and then I would leave.

Not straight away. But after, when he wasn't looking.

I made a promise not to leave him, but right now; I had an inner desire to confront Myrage.

As silly as the thought is; if I can kill her on my own, maybe Snow will be forced to have respect for me.

"Don't dally," Snow warns me quietly, as I keep fiddling with his buttons without undoing them swiftly enough. I glare up at his one eye and eye patch, and Snow continues to wait.

"Patience, your Highness," I let the sarcasm drip as I slip through the last button and pull down his breeches, all the way off. I even grab his ankles and help him step out of it. When I lean up to his cock, my knees digging into the soft dirt, I blink at the length of it, waiting so still… waiting for my touch.

I look under it at his heavy balls and they smell nice. I raise one hand to tickle his ball sack, while I grab his shaft with my other hand and lick over his cock head with my tongue.

Snow closes his eyes and arcs his neck back, his veins bulging with rushing blood from a heart beating faster in a swift response.

I have fun with this – soon sucking on his cock head, but just the tip.

That's about the time Snow breaks his promise.

First, it starts off as his hands coming forward, from behind his back. The fingers are splayed and behind my head, not touching, just hovering.

I suck on his cock head harder – and then Snow looks down quickly to glare.

"Lil' tease, you're too slow of a sucker, Ellie," and then Snow cups the back of my head, while his cock is over my warm tongue. He jerks my head over his shaft – slipping his cock deep into my throat. I gag instantly around him but Snow simply pulls me off – to pull me back down, "Keep sucking me in," he drawls huskily and I take his cock repeatedly down my throat, his hips now thrusting to keep up the intensity. His balls slap against my chin and then he holds me down tight in order to cum quickly in the back of my throat.

Warm hot cum unloads hot and fast, overwhelmingly sudden as well.

As Snow releases me, I pull off spluttering, coughing and gagging.

"Swallow it, you silly girl," Snow chuckles from above, genuinely amused as he backs off, "I'm finding a stream to get a drink. And to piss. Stay. I'm not done using you yet, Ellie, you've been a good girl," Snow winks at me, unwitting as to what I'm really thinking in that moment.

How dare he use me.

How dare he use that word.

I'm not done using you yet.

No.

NO.

I was not a tool!

I jump to my feet, and using all the techniques he taught me yesterday – I run off in the opposite direction to disappear into the forest.

I couldn't keep being this useless but pretty face and young body to fuck. A naïve young woman. A small, petite girl. A child.

All manipulative lies to keep me submissive.

I was a 20 year old.

I might not be centuries old, but I was savvy enough to know this wasn't right for me. It was only right for Snow.

I loved him, but he was burdened by his past. And he had one major obstacle.

The woman who took his wife, his kids, and his pack, then she almost took me too.

Myrage the Queen. I had to face her. Snow and I deserved a better life than this wondering and this waiting as we plotted to take back the Kingdom. We had a demon Queen to kill – and I would have to make the first move.

I just couldn't keep living like this.