The War God’s Favorite

Chapter 40

The Dungeons

The Emperor looked baffled, surprised even. He clearly wasn’t expecting his Concubine’s anger and

stared at her with a confused expression.

“Kareen, dearest, I…”

“Answer me!”

Cassandra couldn’t help but think about how exceptionally bold Kareen was. Was she some Hell

Goddess reincarnated? To be talking to the Emperor like this, you needed to have a few extra lives!

The man sighed.

“Kareen, don’t be like this. You know I don’t want to be mean, hmm? But how else could I get your

attention? And see! Even mad, you’re so pretty!”

“Oh, you want to see me mad? Come closer and I’ll yank your hair out! Now, give me my son back, you

deceitful snake!”

“I get it, dearest, but please stop screaming, you’ll hurt your pretty little voice. If we want to be able to

have a nice chat later, we should…”

“A nice chat? You force me to come all the way here to retrieve my son and you expect me to sit down

and idly chat with you? How dare you!”

“Oh, come now, I’ll have your favorite garden prepared. How about that? With your favorite tea, too! Do

you want a massage? I have a young lady who can do wonders…”

“Ha! Now you want to brag about your new concubines to me? That’s just a bit too much! You think I’ll

die of jealousy? Huh?”

Meanwhile to the side, Krai was happily growling and rubbing against Cassandra’s hands, and sending This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

glances towards Kareen too, gently pushing her with its snout. Glahad, however, was still sitting a few

steps away from the Imperial Concubine Mother and was glaring at it with jealousy. The Imperial

Golden Dragon growled several times, but Krai ignored it, too absorbed by Cassandra.

When Glahad had finally had enough, it reached out a paw, aiming its claws at Krai’s rear, but the

Black Dragon growled back. The two started bickering, making an awful lot of noise in the room and no

matter how angry Kareen and the Emperor were, two adults yelling couldn’t possibly be heard over the

ruckus.

That’s when the Emperor, suddenly taking on a very annoyed expression, turned to them.

“Enough!”

Both dragons froze, but Krai was still childishly growling, curling its body around Kareen and

Cassandra with a defiant look. Glahad walked back behind the throne with a sullen expression, but

stayed silent. The Emperor sighed, turning to Shareen.

“My daughter, go get your brother before your mother really gets angry at me.”

One could have argued the Imperial Concubine was already angry enough, but Shareen simply left the

room, Cassandra following closely behind her. The Princess seemed to know exactly where to go,

heading down several staircases and crossing corridors in record time.

They arrived at the dungeons a short while later. It was cold and sinister down there. Shareen gave

some orders to the Imperial Servants and they guided her to a large cell.

“My Lord!” yelled Cassandra.

As soon as the door was opened, she ran inside. Kairen was there, hanging by his wrists from the

ceiling. He seemed unconscious, but Cassandra was more worried about the number of dark scale

lines on his skin. How many times had he been whipped?

She started crying while Shareen looked on, dumbfounded.

“What is wrong with you? Stop crying, he’s fine!”

Fine? How was he fine? But Shareen rolled her eyes and walked over, taking her own whip out. Before

Cassandra could react, Shareen violently slashed her brother’s arm. A few seconds later, the red mark

was already covered in black scales.

“What are you doing?! He’s already unconscious from…”

“What? Unconscious?” retorted Shareen, satirically. “The idiot is asleep!”

Asleep…? Cassandra stepped closer to Kairen. His eyes were closed, he was breathing slowly and

almost…snoring. Snoring! How could he be sleeping in these conditions? His sister rolled her eyes

again and slapped his biceps a few times.

“Kairen, you idiot! Wake up, your precious woman is here crying because of you!”

It took a few seconds, but the Prince finally opened his eyes to Cassandra’s relief. He frowned,

surprised to see her there.

“Cassandra…?”

“My Lord! My Lord, are you alright? Does it hurt?”

“Stop with the pity party, you two, it’s annoying,” said Shareen. “And you, Brother, what were you

thinking? Why would you let yourself be whipped?”

Kairen was focused on Cassandra, ignoring his sister. Seeing her tears flowing, he became angry and

confused.

“Cassandra, why are you crying? Who did this to you?”

He struggled a bit with the shackles holding him and then all of a sudden, they snapped with a loud

metallic crack, shocking her. Freed, the Prince landed on his feet in front of her, immediately brushing

his hands on her cheeks.

“You…you could free yourself?” asked Cassandra in surprise.

“Of course. You think those shackles could restrain a Dragon Master?” sighed Shareen. “So silly.

Anyway, I’ll be on my way now.”

His sister left the cell and headed back into the Imperial Palace, but neither of them paid her any

attention. Cassandra was still speechless, looking at him confused, while Kairen caressed her cheeks,

trying to understand the cause of her tears.

“Are you injured? Who made you cry?” he kept asking unrelentingly.

All of a sudden, Cassandra pushed his hands away, angry.

“I was worried about you! I thought you were actually hurt! And…and I was waiting and worried! How

could you stay here when you could have just freed yourself?”

All she could think about was how the Imperial Family was too much. Who lets themself be whipped

and trapped without complaint? And not even try to get free for weeks! How could Kairen be so

heartless and not even think of her feelings? Cassandra turned her back to him, both angry and

embarrassed. His Highness had gone too far!

“Cassandra…”

Seeing her enraged was a first for Kairen. He was now feeling a bit guilty and had no idea how to make

up for it. He put his arms around her, resting his hands on her little baby bump.

“Sorry… Father really wanted to see Mother…”

Cassandra turned around, scowling.

“Don’t tell me… All of this was only to have the Concubine Mother come here?”

Kairen nodded.

“It was the only way my father could think of to compel her to come.”

“Why did you agree to it?”

“Because he said if I helped him, he would agree to my demands. Come.”

Worried about her staying too long in the cold dungeons, Kairen gently ushered Cassandra out and

guided her back into the Castle. They walked for a few minutes, until they reached what looked like a

littl tea salon, with two women in red dresses inside.

“Get out,” growled Kairen.

They left in a hurry, keeping their eyes on the floor. The Prince then gently guided Cassandra to sit in

the middle of a little pile of brightly colored cushions. Taking to his knees in front of her, he grabbed her

hands and started tenderly kissing them. Frowning a bit, Cassandra pushed him away.

“I’m still upset, My Lord. How could you have agreed to that? I was worried for weeks!”

But Kairen only smirked, caressing her hair.

“Did you miss me?”

“It’s not funny!” Cassandra pouted, throwing one of the little cushions at him. “I was really worried…”

“I get it…I’m sorry. I apologize.”

Cassandra looked away from him, her cheeks flushed from a mix of anger and attempts to repress her

tears of relief. She didn’t want to forgive him so soon for abandoning her for weeks. Weeks! He had

simply stayed here without warning her, and not thinking about her feelings at all!

“Cassandra… I’m sorry…”

Kairen softly kissed her skin, leaving a trail of kisses from her wrist, up her arm, and finally landing on

her shoulder. Cassandra shivered. A wave of warmth overcame her, along with her Prince’s familiar

smell.

“My Lord…”

“Kairen,” he corrected.

She shook her head, biting her lip and trying to breathe. His hand was slowly caressing her leg,

pushing the fabric of her red dress higher above her knee. Cassandra was blushing as she thought

about the last time they’d had this kind of contact, how it had been far too long. Kairen’s lips were now

on her chest, on that little spot of skin her dress wasn’t covering. She grabbed his shoulder, feeling the

sensation of his hot skin under her fingers. The black scales that tracked over his body were rougher,

but she liked their unusual texture.

Kairen shifted her back, having her lay in the middle of the cushions. He reached for her hairpins,

taking each of them out and freeing her long curls. He brushed his fingers through, caressing each

strand, before firmly grabbing a handful of her luscious locks.

Meanwhile, his other hand was sliding down along her waist to her thigh, playing with the inner layers

of her dress. Cassandra was already too flustered to breathe steadily. The blood under her skin was

sizzling, flushing it

to an excited pink. She grabbed his face in her hands, and pulled him up for a long, deep kiss. Finally

allowed to kiss her, Kairen didn’t wait to respond fiercely, crashing his tongue and lips against hers,

brushing her skin and hair with his fingers. (1)

He finally reached the last layers of her clothes, grabbing her underwear to pull down her legs.

Cassandra felt it, and her senses went into overdrive, feeling them slide down until they were gone. His

fingers were caressing her, heating things up between her legs, rubbing her thighs, and at her

entrance. The slow motions were torture… a very sweet and exciting torture, causing a rush of

adrenaline. She was moaning under the movements of his hands, unable to free her lips from his

passionate kiss. Kairen wouldn’t let go of her, pressing his body against hers, he was ruthless with his

mouth and his hands all over her.

Cassandra could barely catch her breath between his lips, while his fingers ventured further, grinding

against her insides and making her legs tremble. She wanted to cry out, beg for mercy, but he was

barely letting her make any sound, nothing but erratic moans.

How could this be appropriate? They were inside the Imperial Palace, anyone could barge in!

But, of course, he didn’t care. Kairen kept going, too engrossed in their sexual arousal and savoring the

wetness on his fingers. They hadn’t been together in so long… His desire was growing exponentially,

as he quickly undid his belt. Cassandra was finally able to breathe when his lips plunged to her breasts,

undoing the top of her dress to caress and tease them. She gasped, feeling him pressing between her

legs.

“My Lord.”

He sucked on her skin, leaving red marks above her breasts and all over her white skin. Cassandra’s

body overflowed with sensation, holding on to his shoulders, to the soft cushions around her. She

continued trembling in pleasure, but she was wet and getting impatient. Her fidgety hands reached for

his member, caressing it. Kairen growled a bit, surprised. He let her do so though, and went back to her

lips, deeply kissing her again. He wanted this woman so much… How could he have kept them apart

for weeks?

With a swift shift of his hips, the War God slowly penetrated her, causing his Concubine to cry out in

pleasure. Feeling him fill her to the brim was the hottest sensation she ever had. Cassandra took deep

breaths as they slowly started moving their hips together, but Kairen wasn’t that patient. He

accelerated, thrusting long and fast inside her, driving her crazy with his perfectly timed momentum. He

kept going, in and out, breathing loudly. Cassandra felt her lower body burning, her legs and hips a

slave to his wild movements. It was so good… so, so good. And they hadn’t done it in so long. She just

didn’t want this to stop.

Obliging her need, Kairen kept going, only slowing down to change positions a couple of times.

Cassandra found she was starting to really like those colored cushions… She was on her flank, his

arms around her, going voraciously at it from behind. Kairen kissed her shoulder, caressed her breasts,

and rubbed her little button between her legs, making her go insane. His double rubbing on her most

intimate parts were bringing her to the verge of explosion, but she was trying hard to hold it back. She

didn’t want to cum first again.

Cassandra tried breathing deep and hard, but her Prince was relentless, not giving her a moment’s

respite. Suddenly, she heard him groan as he accelerated further, and she couldn’t take it anymore. In

a long cry of absolute bliss, she spasmed around him, unleashing. Kairen joined her at the same time,

in a long release.

He sighed against her skin.

“It was high time you came…”