Princess Miri: An Erotic Coming of Age Monster Romance Novel (Miri's Monster, The Complete Series) (13 page)

And...
"Thump," she'd said.  "You're coming with me.  We're going to
meet with Fleur.  This is all your fault and I'm not letting you get away with
it, do you understand that?"

"Yah,"
Thump replied.  "Thump fault.  Sorries, Miri."

So,
they arrived at the gazebo in the gardens around noontime.  Fleur sat on one of
the benches inside the airy pavilion with her black hair done up in a bun
behind her head.  She held a cup of tea in one hand, with a saucer on her lap
and a petite cookie in her other hand.  Dipping the cookie into the tea, she
nibbled on the edges while she watched Miri and Thump approach.

In
the castle, in this garden, the gazebo lay in the center.  It was set up as a
maze, some remnant of Miri's childhood when she thought it would be great fun
to have a hedge maze.  Mind, there were flowers, too, and an assortment of
trees, some with fruits dangling from their branches, but overall the garden
and the gazebo were situated in a puzzle of bushes.  Miri liked it, though she
rarely visited now.  Maybe she would in the future?  She and Thump could sit in
the gazebo and eat nice picnic lunches from a basket and...

No. 
She was upset with Thump.  In fact, she was very upset with him and she thought
she might never forgive him.  If he hadn't... if he... if...

"Hello,"
Fleur said.  The smirk on her face was delightfully devious.  "Having
fun?"

"Fleur,"
Miri said, "I don't know how you got that picture, nor what you intend on
doing, but I won't have any of it."

"Is
that so?" Fleur asked.

"Yah!"
Thump said proudly.

"Dammit,
Thump!"  Miri turned and beat on his bare chest.  "This is serious
and I'm having a serious conversation with Fleur!  Just... just sit down and be
quiet.  Alright?  Can you do that?"

Thump
frowned.  He sat on a bench shaded by a nearby apple tree.  "Yah," he
said, more to himself than anyone else.

"You've
taught him to speak, I see?" Fleur said.  "I'm impressed.  He's
mostly mindless, you see.  Nothing really up there.  They live around my
father's lands, by the mountains.  We use them for manual labor sometimes if
one of them wanders too far from their caves, but they don't last long.  Once
in captivity, they seem to only survive for a year or so."

"What?"
Miri asked.  This was new to her.  Thump was going to die?

"Oh,
yes.  I didn't write that in the birthday letter I sent?  The instructions? 
Whoops!  It must have skipped my mind."  Fleur grinned, self-satisfied. 
"Not that it matters, anyways.  I'll have you ruined before the year is
up.  But!  If you must know, I think it's a civilized thing.  See, trolls are
nothing of the sort.  It's like a disease to them.  Once they come into contact
with humans, they become sicker and sicker.  It's not evident at first, and it
takes a long time to progress, but over time they become thinner and less
lively, then you wake up one morning and see one on the brink of death on the
hallway floor and..."  Fleur shrugged.  "Daddy always has someone
carry them into the forest before killing them out of mercy, at least.  It's a
kindness, you know?"

Miri
listened, enrapt.  This was... this was terrible.  Thump would die?  Grow
thinner, weaker, until he was nothing?  She didn't want that.  But, no she was
angry and... still, she didn't want him to die!  Was he thinner now than when
he'd first arrived?  She glanced at him, trying to figure it out, but she
couldn't really tell.

Maybe
Fleur saw a flicker of something in Miri's eyes, but if she did she didn't know
what to make of it.  And Miri disguised her feelings as soon as she realized
them.  What did it matter to her, anyways?  Thump was a troll and not a proper
companion for a princess.  He was like some toy to her, something she'd grow
tired of in the future and discard anyways.  If what Fleur said was true,
everything would work out for the best.

"Alright,"
Miri said.  "Now that you're done with the tutoring, what do you even
want?"

"I
want Roy back.  I want you to break up with him and allow me to court him again
without any interference."  For emphasis, Fleur added, "Ever."

"Sure,"
Miri said.  Perhaps she said it too quickly, because the hasty agreement
startled Fleur.  Why would Miri want Roy anyways?  He was dreadfully dull, only
talked about himself and other boring political matters, and the one time she'd
had sex with him he'd finished before she'd started.  The other girl furrowed
her brow, confounded. 

"I
mean, it's not like he interests me, anyways.  I'm tired of him," Miri
added.  She knew the rumors; people said she grew bored of things easily.  She
might as well use that to her advantage, right?

"Good..."
Fleur said slowly.  "Yes.  Good.  But that was only the first thing.  I
have more demands.  I hope you'll understand."

"What
do you mean more demands?" Miri asked, perturbed.  "I'm giving you
what you want.  There's really nothing else you should want, anyways.  Just
give me the pictures you have stored away—I don't even need frames—and I
think we're finished here?"

"I
don't really need anything else in terms of items or favors," Fleur said. 
"There is one thing I'm curious about, though.  How you could do it?  You
don't even look disgusted in him.  You liked it, didn't you?"

"What
do you mean I liked it?  Liked what?"  Miri knew full well what she meant,
but she needed to bide her time while she figured out an answer.

"You
enjoyed him."  Fleur pointed to Thump.  "You love it, don't you?  You
love when he fucks you with his troll cock?  That's hilarious!  I'm so amused
right now, you have no idea."

"I
do not!" Miri protested.

"Oh?" 
Fleur's lips twisted into a sly smile.

"No,"
Miri said.

"That's
my other demand, then.  The last one, I swear.  I want you to have sex with the
troll right here and now while I watch.  Prove you don't like it, because I
don't believe a word  you say.  You sure looked like you liked it to me."

"I'm
not going to just have sex with him out in the open," Miri said, her voice
shy and quiet.  "Especially not in front of you."

"Oh,
yes, that's fine, but do remember that I have quite a few pictures I'm more
than willing to share with whomever wants one.  One idea that's of great
interest to me is passing them out to various taverns in the kingdom and seeing
if the innkeepers will hang them by the hearths for every commoner to see. 
Wouldn't that be wonderful?  The peasants should know what the princess—their
future Queen—does in her free time, don't you think?  It will unite them
around you as one."

Miri
couldn't allow that.  Not that she had much of a choice, but given her options
she needed to do this Fleur's way for now.  She'd think of some way to exact
revenge on the girl later, but for now she had to go along with her demands. 
And, anyways, she'd had sex with Thump plenty of times before.  The gazebo was
hidden enough that no one should see them, hopefully, so if she did this fast
she could get it over with and be done with it forever.

"Fine,"
Miri said grudgingly.

"Fine
what?" Fleur asked, coy.

"I'll
do it, alright?"

Miri
stood, intending on removing her dress and telling Thump to get to work, but
Fleur stopped her.

"No,"
Fleur said, smirking.  "Let me."

Without
warning, Fleur placed her tea, saucer, and cookie on her bench and swooped
towards Miri.  She directed the princess to stand, then began unbuttoning her
dress.  Moving the shoulder straps aside amidst Miri's annoyed complaints,
Fleur let the garment fall to the stone gazebo floor.

Miri
felt awkward and clumsy, unsure what to do.  Fleur spun her around and admired
her body, ogling her like some piece of meat.

"You
actually are very pretty," Fleur said, nodding.  "I don't know why
you resort to sleeping with a troll.  You could have most anyone you wanted. 
Well, you did have Roy, didn't you?  Did you sleep with him, too?  After this
is done, I should tell him about it in private and see what he thinks.  I'm
sure he'd be as disgusted as I am."

Miri
remained quiet.  She had, in fact, slept with Roy, but only out of curiosity
and only once.  Fleur's ex-boyfriend had been an awful lover, with an
inadequate cock.  Miri dated him for months beforehand, so she figured she was
allowed one night with him without anyone making a fuss of it(and then she'd
dump him because he bored her), but it turned out to be a complete mistake. 
Not only did she dislike Roy as a person, he came faster than she thought
possible, and completely disregarded anything about her afterwards.  If he'd
shown some modicum of effort, at least attempted to please her...

No,
she still wouldn't like him.  And, if he'd done those things, he wouldn't have
been Roy, anyways.

Thump
always took care of her needs.  He was rough and demanding in regards to sex,
but she honestly had no complaints.  Fleur made it sound so horrible, though,
and in her head Miri knew it was.  Thump was ugly, monstrous, with yellowed teeth
and thick, rough skin.  He had too many muscles by far, and looked like he
belonged in some circus show alongside a bearded woman.  But, he was kind and
nice, too, and she couldn't explain to anyone his typical demeanor except to
say that it suited her just wonderfully.

Or
it used to.  She had no care for Thump anymore.  He'd put her into this awful
situation, deceived her when she first met him, and she thought most of her
like of him was a sham.  He wasn't really pleasant, he just pretended to be.  Fleur
did it, Fleur made him, or something like that.  That's what Miri told herself.

"So,"
Fleur said.  "Let's take this off." 

With
a quick flick of her fingers, Fleur undid the latch of Miri's bra.  The
undergarment started to fall to the ground in front of her, but Miri caught it
out of instinct.  She held it against her chest, suddenly more shy than usual. 
She'd stripped and let servants dress her a million times before, but this
wasn't that.  Fleur glared at her.

"Off!"
Fleur commanded.  She grabbed one strap of the bra and pulled it out of Miri's
grasp, then tossed it to the floor.  "These, too."  Before Miri could
protest, Fleur peeled the princess's panties down to her knees.

Miri
did the rest.  She bent down and removed her panties all the way, then tossed
them into the pile of her clothes at her feet.  Fleur spun her around again,
inspecting her.  She looked satisfied, or so Miri thought, but then the girl
stuck a hand between Miri's thighs.

Miri
pressed her legs together.  "What are you doing?" she shrieked.

"My
gods, you're as wet as a fountain!" Fleur said, excited.  "This turns
you on, doesn't it?"

Miri
bit her lower lip and shook her head.  Fuck, that was a lie, though.  And, it
wasn't that it turned her on, but she felt exposed in some ways.  Obviously
exposed to Fleur, as Miri wore no clothes, but in a different way, too.  When
Thump picked her up like a doll and placed her on his cock, he had complete
control.  Miri loved control, mainly when she commanded it, but Thump had a way
of treating her that made her feel both completely helpless and completely safe
all at once.  Was it her fault that she associated those sensations with sexual
arousal?

She
was helpless now, completely guided by whatever whim Fleur had in mind at the
moment, but she also felt safe.  Odd, that, but she knew that whatever
happened, Thump would protect her.  He would... he had... she tried not to
think of his betrayal, because it still hurt, but she hoped he would continue
to keep her safe.

"Troll,"
Fleur said.  Some inspiration hit her and she added, "Thump, I mean. 
We'll call you that.  Remove your loincloth and lay on the ground."

Miri
didn't look, but she knew Thump did it.  She heard the loincloth patting
against the ground and then the sounds of Thump lowering himself with a thud to
the gazebo floor.

"He's
already erect!" Fleur said with glee.  "This is so funny.  You two
are perfect together, I guess?  Hilarious!  My gods."

"Could
we just get on with it?" Miri asked.  "I'm sure everyone here has
better things to do with their days."  Miri thought it best not to add
that a large part of her days for the past few weeks had involved Thump.

Now
they wouldn't, though.  After this they couldn't.  Not anymore.  She couldn't
handle it.

Fleur
snickered.  "Yes, yes.  Of course,
Princess
. 
Right this way."  She guided Miri towards the prone Thump.

Miri
looked down, then gasped.  Thump was... fuck, he was really erect.  His shaft
throbbed hard, the skin of it a seething, rage-colored purple, and his cockhead
looked ready to burst if it got any larger.  She hadn't seen him like this
before, but it excited her.  Or, it would have typically excited her beyond
belief, but the fact that Fleur was here dulled some of her excitement. 
Fleur's presence piqued a different sort of interest, though.

Miri
lowered herself towards Thump's cock of her own accord.  She hadn't realized
how excited she was until she saw how easily the head of his cock slipped into
her slick folds.  Just the head, no more, but it felt amazing.  She shivered in
delight, relishing in holding him inside of her while she bent her knees
slightly, ready to take in more of him.

"Down,"
Fleur said.  "Down, down, down."  She placed her hands on Miri's
shoulders and pushed her the rest of the way down Thump's cock.

Miri
opened her mouth to gasp, but nothing came out.  Streaks of pure pleasure
shattered through her body like a crystal glass falling onto the floor.  The
sensation cascaded through her, making her lose her thoughts.  Her body
quivered and her cunt clenched onto Thump's monstrous intrusion inside of her. 
Miri's mouth opened unknowingly and a slip of drool fell down her lips and onto
her troll's stomach.