Kinky thought: CNC/Primal with Alcina. In which you're tasked to hide in the castle, and try to escape from her as long as you can.
If you manage to evade her for 2 hours, you get a wish.
If she catches you... You're hers.
I have FINALLY finished this predator/prey Alcina prompt that I've been working on since OCTOBER 🤣 .. I originally just planned on it being a little snippet.. but welp.. 3,000 words later and here we are 😅 I do hope some of you enjoy it! ❤️
Trigger warnings for: degradation, spanking and blood drinking.
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You weren’t even sure how many minutes had passed - of how many beats your heart had inadvertently taken to count the seconds. Your body, flushed - frozen behind a bookcase at the far corner of the library as you tried to catch your breath. The Countess had almost caught up to you in the Gardens - letting out a scream of frustration when you gave her the slip - but the vast room filled with more books than you could ever dare to read had remained supremely silent since you entered it.
A little too quiet.
You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath as your Mistress' words rolled over you.. "Manage to evade me for two hours, pet, and you’ll earn your reward. Any you like. But, if I catch you…" She paused knowingly, a dark smirk across crimson lips and a daring glow to her eyes, ".. you’re mine."
You remembered how you shuddered and the look of satisfaction it gave her. And even though you were just as happy to be on the losing end of the deal, the thought of a reward of your choosing was something you had spent thinking about extensively since the game had begun.
The only question was, what?
Deeming it better to keep moving, you were just about to move from your spot when you heard a creak. The type of creak that only a very large woman in a very old castle could make.
“There’s no use in hiding, pet. I could smell you as soon as I opened the door."
Welp.
You cursed under your breath, trying to make yourself as flat against the bookcase as possible. Though, you weren’t sure if you were ready to give in to her just yet. Technically, she hadn’t caught you until you were defenseless and panting in her hands with no other options. A thought, needless to say, that brought an immediate pulse to your core.
You took a deep breath before scanning the dark library, smirking as your eyes fell upon the small door directly to your left that would lead you straight through her atelier. Granted, this wasn't a room you were normally allowed to enter, but if you were likely going to be punished either way, might as well make the best of it.
A wholly satisfying growl, one that skipped through the air when she found the bookcase empty, brought an impish little chuckle to your lips. Your focus intent as you made your way through the unfamiliar room, filled with unfinished paintings and the smell of drying paint.
"IWILLfind you, pet. Mark my words!"
You gulped subconsciously, your heart and feet both picking up their pace as you hurried through the dark - only a few wisps of moonlight to light your way. Had she figured out which way you went? Could she hear the profound beating in your chest? The sound of heavy footsteps growing louder only confirmed your fears, forcing you to choose one of the three doors in front of you and hope it didn't lead you to a dead end.
"Fuck." You muttered to yourself, finding the first door to be nothing more than a closet. You had to wonder if the Lady had built this castle like a maze on purpose - a catacomb of sorts designed to confuse your senses. A loud creak from behind made you jump, cutting your thoughts short as the Countess' large frame entered the room.
"Mh.. foolish enough to enter my inner sanctum without my permission, are we? Or maybe just desperate? Hm?"
The dark smirk that coated her slightly degrading words only fueled the tightness in your chest and the pulsing heat between your legs. You cursed again, quickly exiting the closet and immediately taking the door to the right of it. An exhale of relief escaping your lips as soon as it opened up into a large hallway.
Which hallway, though, and where it led to was the question.
The faint smell of fresh pastries and evening tea meant that the kitchens, though located on the floor below you, weren't too far off. But in which direction they were - that, you had no idea. Making a rash decision you swiftly turned to the left and ran, the velvet rug beneath your feet not doing nearly enough to mask the sounds of your footsteps. You knew she could hear every sound you made. That your Mistress was reveling in each accelerated beat of your heart and the blood that flowed quickly through your veins.
The loud thud of the door that led to the atelier the only warning you got before her voice spoke out again into the dark - the muffled sound of a clock striking midnight in the distance.
Wait … did that mean... had you actually-?
"Seems we meet again, little mouse."
This time you cursed loud enough to make her chuckle, swallowing hard when the hallway brought to you nothing more than a dead end and a marble statue of a much younger Countess. The scent of your Lady encasing you with each step that she took - slow and steady, like a predator rounding it's prey.
Before you even had a chance to respond, to point out the time or try to run, the Countess slung you over her shoulder with ease and made her way back down the hallway.
The castle was quieter than usual - eerie. Basked in a pallid moonlight and the type of chill that only came with cold Romanian nights. The inviting sound of firewood crackling and a warm glow peeking out from within your Lady's chambers greeted you as soon as you reached her door.
A door that sat directly at the end of the very hallway you had fled onto.
“Mh.. if only you had chosen to go right, pet.”
You snorted. “And what? You’d be the one over my shoulder instead right now?”
At this she laughed, loud and deep. The stagnant smell of cigarettes and wine wafting over you.
“Touché’.”
The velocity in which the mood shifted as soon as the two of you entered the room could have rivaled the speed in which she had you on your back. Your body hitting the bed with such force that it sent your surroundings spinning. A sleek blur of candlelight and crimson.
Though she gave you a moment to get your bearings, when the Countess spoke she left no room for any debates.
“Undress.”
You shivered at her tone, allowing the reaction to roll over you like tepid water. Alcina’s large frame pausing to loom over you before she started to undress, herself. The bottom of her dress tented in such a way that your eyes could do nothing but watch how the fabric flowed around her - a bulging promise of everything you wanted. Your breath catching when the full length of her womanhood finally became exposed, twitching slightly in the firelight.
You had barely even begun on your own clothing before her hand was around your throat, lifting you from the bed while blackened claws sharply grew from the other.
“I said, ‘undress” Words spoken through clenched teeth as her claws sliced through the front of your uniform, swiftly discarding the simple cloth from your body.
You swallowed against the palm of her hand, struggling to speak against the pressure of it.
“S-sorry, Mistress.”
The Lady only hummed before tossing you back onto the bed, your hand quickly coming to rub the now tender flesh of your neck. And while the Countess knew she always had your consent - that she could use you however she wanted and you’d enjoy every second of it - the dangerous gleam that currently resided in her eyes had a much sharper edge to it than usual.
The chase of the hunt clearly having an effect on her.
“Chasing your exquisite scent throughout the castle like that, pet.." Alcina paused, growling before taking a deep breath and shuddering. ".. you couldn’t possibly understand what that does to me.”
She leaned down, tracing a single claw down the front of your sternum - the cold tip of it just barely making an indent in your skin. And even with her touch feather light - completely controlled - her body caged you in like the predator you knew she was. Her eyes dilating effortlessly at the sight of you under her.
You swallowed, locking your gaze onto hers.
"Y-you.. you could always show me." You replied, extending your neck. A fierce blush across your cheeks.
"Mh.. could I now? Is that what my needy pet wishes?"
You blushed even harder, averting your eyes for a second until her words brought you back.
"Answer me."
"Yes, Mistress."
The only response she gave you was an arousing, deep growl and the strength of her body pinning you down. A dark chuckle across her lips as you squirmed when her tongue licked over your pulse point, as if to ready it.
"I can already taste how much you want this. Little slut."
You let out an embarrassingly loud whimper but you didn't care. Your hands coming to her shoulders as you prepared yourself, your body all too eager for the euphoria that was about to sweep over it.
"Please, Mistress."
Another growl across your skin, this one rolling over you like thunder and pulling a fevered heat to your core. Clawed fingers holding the side of your head down as the Countess exposed even more of your neck and shoulders to herself. A soft moan escaping from her lips as she breathed in your scent, pausing for only a moment before her teeth were sinking in. The cool, sharp tips of her fangs an arousing contrast to the overly flushed skin that they pierced.
"F-fuck." You gasped, your hold on her tightening.
"Mmmh."
Alcina drank from you fervently - frenzied - as if yours was the most divine taste in the world and she had been denied of it for far too long. Each pull from your neck forcing waves of euphoria to wash over you - a delicious ebb and flow of desire.
You could feel your surroundings begin to shift as she fed. Hazing over in a delirious splendor. Your small whimpers becoming slightly fainter until Alcina's grasp finally loosened. Drops of crimson coating her lips and trickling down her chin.
"Delicious." The Lady purred, the length of her tongue licking the slowly drying blood from her mouth.
You swore her voice had never sounded quite so arousing, aged like a fine wine and even huskier than usual. And though the Countess had had more than her fill of you, the look in her eyes glowed in nothing but her insatiable hunger for more - in her utter need to flip you on all fours and have her way with you.
Which is exactly what she did…
Spinning the world on it's axis and leaving your body to feel nothing but absolute weightlessness until your hands and knees hit the soft satin sheets of her bed. The measure of your arousal already coating your inner thighs as she spread them wide open for her, breathing in your musk.
"Little slut.. just look at how wet you are. I take it you've enjoyed this little game of ours, hm?"
You shuddered at her words, at her warm breath that trickled down your neck like water. A hard slap coming to your backside at your pause.
"Answer me, whore."
"Mmph-! Yes, Mistress."
"Mh."
You yelped when her claws lengthened a little more, seeping into the supple flesh of your hips. The large woman settling on her knees behind you, her firm cock already teasing your entrance as she adjusted her stance.
"And such a naughty pet for trying to hide from me."
Another hard slap to your backside, forcing you to cry out.
"Ah-! Yes, Mistress."
"One would think you like to be punished. To be treated like the whore that you are."
Another slap, one that made your whole body fill with heat.
Her words were like sweet venom. Coated in a bitter tongue and fueling the want between your legs. Your only response was to lengthen your hips back, to force her womanhood down the slit of you in a desperate attempt for more. An act that earned a displeased click from your Lady's tongue and another lash to your backside.
"Needy slut."
"Yes, Mistress.Yourneedy slut."
The Countess growled at your admittal, at her claim over you. A dark smirk coating her lips as she leaned down, allowing her teeth to tease over your neck once before her breath found your ear.
"That's right, pet..all mine.."
Alcina grasped your hips in such a manner that it made you gasp outright. It was rough - with intent. The firm tip of her cock completely still against your entrance, taunting you until her steady movements started a slow stretch.
So slow it made you curse.. almost slow enough to drive you mad. An unbridled heat spilling over you the further she stretched you.. the deeper it slid in.
Though not deep enough.. not with how needy you were.
Your body seemed to act on it's own, your hips bucking back without a second thought, pulling a deep moan when she filled you.
And another with her hand came down hard on your back side.
"Too needy to behave, are we?"
You weren't even sure when her fingers grasped onto your hair, but the firm manner in which she pulled you back only made you wetter.
"Mh-! Y-yes, Mistress."
You expected another spank, readying yourself for an impact that never came. The Lady, instead, stood completely still. A dangerous glint to her eyes as she slowly straightened her posture. The sheer size of her casting you in a dark shadow.
"Mh.. seems a lesson in patience may be in order then."
Patience.. lessons in patience were never a good thing. They almost always meant denial.. in some way shape or form. Denial.. teasing.. waiting. Being brought to the brink of madness with nothing but absolute want. You cursed under your breath making the Lady chuckle. Her body still as water and just as calm.
"Glad we understand each other. It's been too long, I think, since you last warmed my cock. Impatient little slut."
Gods, it had only been minutes and how you already ached, your core clenching around the width of her as if trying to coax it. Of course it didn't, though.. your Lady was a lot of things, but weak willed wasn't one of them. Even with all the pent up ferality that flowed through her veins - the Countess held her reserve much like the noble that she was. And every second that passed was filled with the nagging throb of desperation.
"Fuck! Please, Mistress. Please."
"Mmh.. so quick to beg."
It was immediately clear to you by the icy tone in her voice that the Lady could go either way. Either letting herself go and wholly wrecking you, or keeping you right where you were until you were driven completely mad with need.
The seconds that passed between the words she spoke and the first thrust she gifted you felt like an eternity. Your body falling forward at the pleasure immediately surging through you. Simultaneously grateful and greedy for more. Only this time, you didn't dare step out of line - no matter how badly your hips wanted to jerk, to slap back firmly and force as much of her cock into your aching core as possible.
Another hard slap across your ass before Alcina did the job for you, grabbing onto your waist and pulling you back with such force that stars swiftly clouded your eyes.
"You like that, whore, don't you?"
"F-fuck.. yes.. yes, Mistress."
The way the Countess growled in response sent a shiver down your spine. Her claws digging into your sides as the length of her drove in and out of you, stretching you exquisitely with each thrust. She was relentless in her movements - calculated even with the primal energy that seemed to flow through her. Every muscle in her body flexing as she pushed you closer and closer to the edge.
And when her teeth found the tender flesh of your shoulder it was all you could do to cry out, to dig your fingers into her sheets and bite down onto your bottom lip in any attempt to muffle yourself.
This, of course, only made Alcina bite down harder.
"None of that, now. It'd do you well to let your Mistress hear you." She growled.
Words as sharp as the fangs that sunk into you, the warm feeling of crimson trickling down your shoulder and neck.
"Ah-! Yes, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress."
Each thrust marched perfectly with another mark across your skin, each one pulling a deeper and more desperate moan from your lips. Her cock harder than you'd ever felt it, burying deeper inside of you than it'd ever been. Thick desire running down your inner thighs and coating the Lady's stomach and thighs - her pace proving merciless.
The moment her finger found your clit, you knew you were done for. One tight circle followed by another. Her breath warm against your ear, a single shudder as her tongue traced over it.
"Go ahead and come for me, slut."
"F-fuck-!"
A prickling heat crawling across you with such intensity that your whole body shuddered. Each movement over your clit, each thrust of her cock compelling wave after wave of pleasure to crash over you. The length of her starting to twitch inside of you as your core clenched, pulling a deep and husky moan from Acina's lips as her own arousal spilled out into you - filling you completely and dripping down onto her red satin sheets.
The next few minutes were a bit of a blur, with the all too empty feeling of you Lady slipping out of you and the soft mattress that your body fell breathless onto. The Countess' large frame behind your own, pulling you close before she placed a soft kiss to your temple.
"You did so well, pet."
"Mmh.. thank you, my lady."
She wrapped her arms around you, kissing your cheek this time.
"Now.. about that reward."
Your eyes opened abruptly. "R-reward?"
Alcina chuckled, smirking as she caressed your cheek.
"Oh, pet.. I was well aware of how much time had passed when I caught you."
You stared at her for a moment before chucking yourself.
"Cheater."
"Mh.. you liked it."
"I admit nothing, and that's besides the point."
The Lady chuckled again, pulling you a little closer.
"Sleep now, pet. I'll be expecting your request by the morning."
"Mh.. yes, Mistress."
You felt the soft curl of a smirk against the skin of your neck, the steady beat of her heart on your back. Sensations that only pulled you off into a warm slumber as your body's exhaustion finally took over.
