Chapter 4: Dorian Meets his first Concubine

Liliana was a tall and elegant woman. She may be in her 20’th summer, but she was graceful with long legs, a pleasant personality and an easy smile on her face. She seemed to float when she walked, moving with such grace that none understood how she moved.

She arrived at Prince Dorian’s gym and slipped in through the service entrance and knelt near his easy chair. She was dressed in a new concubine dress, not the training dress, but a full service concubine dress. This one was just as shear as the training dress, but far shorter ending in the middle of her thighs. She took up position on the mat by his chair, kneeling with her legs spread wide open, her back straight, her head held high with her arms on her legs palms up. She was supposed to be looking down with her eyes, but she couldn’t at that moment. She was watching the prince as he worked out.

THUMP THUMP THUMP resounded through the room as he punched the heavy bag. The bag shook as he hit it. The sound of the impacts echoed through the room as his powerful hands worked off the energy that seemed to pour through him at all hours of the day and night.

Dorian finally came to a stop, breathing heavily, sweat pouring off of his face and chest, when he heard a soft sound in the room. It wasn’t his valet, he always announces himself. It wasn’t the maids, they were forbidden from entering the room while he was working out. No, this was something else.

He went on the prowl to find the source of the sound.

He moved silently through the room, from corner to corner, up to the ceiling, then down to the floor finally ending at his chair. He silently stood up to his full height as he watched the woman kneeling at his chair. Her beauty was without a doubt. Her body was lean and well proportioned. She wasn’t moving, but her eyes were looking all over the room for him. She was searching for him even though she was kneeling at his chair.

“Who are you?” he growled while standing behind her.

“Liliana, your grace.” she said. She didn’t flinch or seemed scared at all while kneeling there. She simply answered the question clearly and concisely.

“What are you doing in my gym, Liliana?”

“I am your concubine, your grace. Where you go, I go, to serve you.”

Dorian moved silently around her, his steps measured and predatory, until he was standing beside her. He leaned in slowly, his mouth hovering just inches from her face. His breath warm, his voice low, he asked, “Serve me how?”

“With my body, your Grace. I am your concubine,” she replied, her voice steady, though a single bead of sweat slid down the flawless skin of her cheek.

Dorian’s sharp eyes caught the glistening droplet. Without hesitation, he leaned in closer, his lips parting. Though his upper lip was split like a cat’s and his teeth sharp, his tongue was still very human. He licked the sweat from her cheek, his soft, wet tongue trailing along her skin.

Lilianna shivered at the sensation, nearly losing her composure as pleasure surged through her. She fought to maintain control, though her body trembled as Dorian tasted her.

He drew back, smacking his lips as he savored the salty taste of her sweat, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “You taste good, Lilianna. Maybe I should eat you for dinner.” he said to her in a low growl, his breath hot on her skin.

Another bead of sweat rolled down her cheek as her composure was starting to crack. She had never been near someone so powerful. He could kill her with a simple flick of his wrist. He could have her put to death at his word. He could do anything to her, but here he stood. Teasing her. His breath on her neck.

“If his highness wants.” she said, her voice cracking.

He scooped her up in his arms and pressed her body against his chest. Their faces inches away from each other as he looked at her face and she looked into his eyes. “Are you prepared to service me, Lilianna?”

“Always.” was all she could say, her passions were overflowing and her body was no longer under control, but out of control in his presence. He moved to the chair and sat down, still holding Lilianna in his arms and not straining in the slightest. She was so lightweight, he moved as if he wasn’t carrying anything. A testament to his strength and power. He took a hold of her concubine dress and lifted it up. She raised her arms allowing the dress to be removed from her body leaving her naked still in his grasp. Dorian used one hand to undo his pants and fish his cock from his pants. Once the rock hard appendage was exposed, he lowered Lilianna onto it. The hard knob of his cock head entered her body and she took it all. No protest. No screaming and crying. Her body simply opened up and allowed Dorian’s cock to slide all the way into her body for the first time as if they were made to be together.