Princess Miri: An Erotic Coming of Age Monster Romance Novel (Miri's Monster, The Complete Series) (18 page)

"Nope,"
Thump said.  "Thump know why."

"Why,
then?" Miri asked.  "I'm really curious?  Because you help me get
things off the top shelves?  That's just great!  That's the best reason to want
to marry someone!"

Thump
stood tall and cleared his throat once more.  He waited, thinking.  He looked
confused, which was his typical look.  Miri sighed.  He was going to make a
fool of himself, she knew it.  He wanted to think of the best words to say, but
it wouldn't help.

She
didn't hate Thump.  In fact, she liked him a lot.  Which was why this hurt even
more, because she didn't want to see him humiliate himself.

Thump
spoke, quiet and sincere.  "Thump want marry Miri because without Miri
Thump will die.  Without Miri, Thump feel dead already."

The
King stopped.  He said nothing.  He cried?

Absolutely
ridiculous!  Stupid!  Her father was crying over there?  Only belatedly, when
she went to say something, did she realize she was crying, too.  Tears dripped
down her cheeks, salty wetness moistening her lips.  She wanted Thump to leave
because she didn't want him to die, but he was saying that he felt like he
would die without her?

The
King continued saying nothing.

"I
can't marry you, Thump," she said.  "First, your a troll.  Who's
going to accept that?  No one, that's who.  That's just weird.  Also, I'm a
human and it's just really not appropriate, you know?"

"Actually,"
Allysin interrupted.  "I asked most everyone what they thought, and all of
them agree that they don't mind too much."

"What
do you mean they don't mind?  You
asked
them?  That's absurd."

One
of the guards shimmied forward, offering his thoughts.  "It's been kind of
nice lately.  Since Thump arrived, you haven't had as many people put in jail. 
Everyone's been less on edge and you look happier all the time."

The
servant girl, Lori, bustled forward from the benches.  "Allysin told me
not to tell you this, but we talked, and everyone agrees that you're really
nice, Miri.  Thump's a good man, too.  I mean, maybe he's a troll, but that's
alright?  My sister's marrying a lumberjack so it's almost the same
thing."

"A
lumberjack isn't like a troll!" Miri said.

"You've
already bedded him," Fleur said.  To ensure the rest of the petition hall
heard her, she repeated it louder.  "Miri's already had sex with the
troll!  Why not marry him and complete this ludicrous farce?  The dirty
princess whore and her ugly, monstrous troll, together as one.  Why not?  I
have the pictures to prove it.  I'll happily show them to anyone who wants to
see."

Miri
seethed.  Her face burned bright red and she glared at Fleur with heavy eyes
like the weight of a waterfall. 

"Imprison
her," Miri said.  "I want her thrown in jail.  Somewhere deep and
dark.  Not a nice jail.  Lock her in a stone closet and bind her hands and feet
if you want.  I don't care, but make it abysmal."

"You
can't jail me," Fleur said, a smug grin on her face.  "What have I
done?  Told everyone about your shenanigans with the troll?  There must be some
kind of law against that, you know?  This silly talk of marriage and letting
Thump stay around, but no one really thinks about the technicalities behind
it.  If you marry him, you're going to fuck him, and you've already done that. 
It's gross!  This isn't all happiness and sunshine, Princess."

"I
am jailing you," Miri said, "for exploiting trolls.  I believe we
have certain human labor laws in the kingdom that your family has ignored for
far too long."

"Ha!" 
Fleur spat out the word.  "
Human
labor laws, you idiot.  A troll
isn't a human."

Ignoring
Fleur, Miri said to her father, "We're in the petition hall, right?"

"Yes?"
the King answered.

"Can
I petition you for a change to the laws, daddy?"

"Of
course," he said, looking serious.

"I'd
like to change the human labor laws to humanoid labor laws that encompass
anyone with the capacity to speak the common language amongst the citizens of the
kingdom.  If we do that, we can garner good faith with everyone, and
potentially bring the trolls into the kingdom.  I believe they could be an
asset in the future.  They work hard and they..."

"Yes,"
the King said.  "I agree.  That sounds reasonable.  Let's do that."

"Alright,"
Miri said.  "Good.  So now that that's done, please someone drag this
bitch away and lock her up?  I'm tired of her."

"What? 
You can't..."  But Fleur never finished what she wanted to say.

A
pair of guards came over.  One of them picked Fleur up and tossed her over his
shoulder, carrying her away like a sack of flour.  The other guard stood nearby
in case of trouble, but no one seemed ready to cause any.  In fact, once the
guards had Fleur out the door, a few people started clapping.

A
few claps turned to applause, turned to cheers, turned to shouted questions
about what Miri would do.

Thump
came over and knelt in front of the Millicent box benches.

"I'm
not marrying you," she said, shaking her head.  "That's
ridiculous."

"Nope,"
Thump said.

"I'm
really not.  I swear it."

Thump
reached over the railing and grabbed Miri by the waist.  He picked her up and
held her against his chest, smiling.  Miri flailed her arms about and whacked
him on the back.

"This
hat looks ridiculous," she said while hitting his shoulder.  Snatching it
off his head, she threw it to the ground.  "Also, let me down, you
idiot!"

"Nope."

The
guards at the door looked at odds with themselves.  "Your Majesty?"

The
King shrugged.  "I don't know."

"Save
me, you goons!" Miri screamed.

One
of the guards stepped forward, ready to protect the princess's life.  "Um,
can you put her down please?"

Thump
stopped, frowning, ready to put Miri down.

She
whispered into his ear.  "Don't actually put me down!  Capture me!  Tell
them no!"

"Nope!"
Thump said to the guards, clinging to Miri.

"Uh,
um..."

Miri
sighed.  Looking over her shoulder, she said in a hushed tone, "Just
pretend like you're trying to rescue me, but let him get away, alright?  Make
it look good."

"Right,"
one guard said.

"Yes,"
the other agreed.

An
epic battle between the kingdom guards and Thump, the troll brute, ensued. 
Thump waved a hand at the guards brandished shield and the guards moved aside,
trying to protect the princess.  The whole thing looked dumb and awkward, but
at the end Thump roared out in triumph.

"Thump
take Miri!" he said.  Then quieter, "Bring back later.  Bye,
King."

"You
idiot!" Miri hissed.  "You're going to ruin everything!"

Thump
stole Miri away into the castle.

"Alright,"
the King said.  "That was nice.  I do like that Thump fellow.  It's nice
that Miri's found a good man to marry.  A little weird, the troll thing, and
they've already had sex—I'll have to talk with her about that—but I suppose
if they're getting married it's fine.  It's what the young people do these
days, isn't it?"

The
chancellor beside the King shrugged.  "I wouldn't know, your
Majesty."

"Did
you know," the King continued, as if nothing were amiss.  "Miri's
mother was the first person to suggest the kingdom maintain human labor
standards?  She's following in her mother's footsteps.  That's interesting,
isn't it?"

Miri
lay in shambles in the vile troll's prison.  He stole her away from her
kingdom, thwarting her father's guards, all for the purposes of marrying her. 
Ha, Miri thought, as if that would work!  Just because he married a princess
wouldn't make him royalty.

Or
would it?  Thump, the troll kidnapper, loomed above the princess, wearing
nothing but a gentleman's jacket and suit pants.

"Take
those clothes off," she said.  "You look like an idiot."  Miri
had stripped earlier to fulfill that part of her fantasy.

Thump
frowned.  "Allysin said Thump look good.  Allysin say..."  Thump
wrinkled his brow.  "Extinguished?'

"Distinguished,"
Miri said.  "And Allysin's an idiot, too."

"Allysin
like Miri.  Allysin say Miri not want Thump leave.  Thump not leave."

"Shh,"
Miri said, helping him undress.  The pants were too tight by far, and hard to
pull off, but she managed to remove them with Thump's help.

And...
"My gods."

The
troll's massive cock bounced free, an inch away from slapping the captured
princess in the face.  She stared at it in awe, aghast.  What was this?  What
did he plan for her?

The
troll approached, leering.  The wicked grin on his face said everything she
needed to know.  His plan wasn't just to marry her, it was to mate with her. 
Once he consummated their illicit marriage, he had more claim over her.  And
then what?  What if Miri became pregnant?

This,
she thought, probably wasn't possible, but the idea of it intrigued her in an
odd sort of way.  The excitement, the thrill, the naughtiness of it!  She
stared at Thump's cock with rapt anticipation.

Thump
hefted her up, claiming her goods.  He pulled her to him, forcing her to wrap
her legs around his waist.  Behind her, his cock bounced, slapping against her
ass.

"No~oo,"
she said, to no effect.  "Don't do this!  You can't!"

The
troll smirked.  "Thump do it to Miri."

And
thus, she had no chance of escape.

Thump
held her ass in one hand, keeping her propped up.  His cock was so massive and
hard that it thrust nearly straight up, prodding at the entrance to her pussy. 
Not enough to enter her, but so amazingly close.  Miri pushed down, trying to
press herself onto his cockhead so that he entered her just a tiny bit, but
Thump kept her held tightly against him.  She did manage trap his cock in
between the barest beginnings of her slick folds, though.

"Fuck
me," she said, raspy.  "I missed you, Thump.  Fuck me, please."

"Nope,"
he said, firmly.

Holding
her aloft with one hand, he groped her breasts with the other.  His hand mashed
against her chest, squeezing and massaging her breasts.  Between his overlarge
finger and thumb, he tweaked her nipple.  Miri gasped aloud and moaned, her
back arching.

With
anyone else, she would have fallen if she moved like that.  Thump held her in
his strong, muscular grip, letting her move any which way without risk of
toppling to the ground.  Miri continued to lean back until she was practically
laying down in midair while Thump groped her breasts.

"You
beast!" she cried out.  "You evil cad!"

"Thump
a beast!  Thump take Miri and clean her."

"Yesssss,"
Miri hissed.

Cleaning
usually involved Thump fingering her to a massive orgasm.  Holding her aloft,
laying her on the bed, whatever.  Except this time he had something else in
mind.  He lifted her up and away from his cock, making her whimper, but then he
put her somewhere better.

Holding
her up high enough that she could touch the dungeon ceiling with the palms of
her hands, he placed her so her legs dangled over his shoulders.  Then he
pulled her forward and without further warning pressed his mouth against her
crotch.

His
rough, rugged tongue immediately entered her.  He drove past her folds and into
her slit, lapping up her dripping arousal.  Not as large as his cock, his
tongue was still quite the contender.  Throbbing and squirming, licking against
the walls of her cunt, Thump drank in all of her passion.  Miri let out a
scream and her hands shot up, grabbing for leverage.  She found purchase on the
dungeon ceiling and pushed against it.

Fucking
gods, how long was his tongue?  He'd done this before, in the dungeons no less,
but this time was different.  He was more thorough and intense, delving into
her and exploring her with his tongue.  He scraped against the roughness of her
g-spot making her spasm in delight.

Miri's
hips moved of their own accord, grinding against Thump's face.  His lips curled
up into a grin, spreading her pussy lips to the side along with them.  Wiggling
his upper lip, he tweaked Miri's clit, rubbing it up and down.

"Yes,
yes."  Her words came out between panted breaths.  "Soon."

Thump
knew exactly what soon meant.  Thump knew everything about Miri.

He
drove his tongue further in, so far that the tip of it pressed against her
cervix.  He twisted it inside her, moving it side to side, urging her orgasm
on.  Miri closed her eyes and relaxed, letting euphoria take her.

Her
pussy clenched around his tongue like a french kiss.  Every time she spasmed in
climax, his tongue squirmed inside of her.  It was so entirely strange and
different and exciting.  Miri grabbed the ceiling, or tried to, pressing
against it as hard as she could, and arced her neck backwards.  Pleasure,
satisfaction, roiled inside her, a needy, urgent mess.  She gasped and moaned
and muttered nonsense, losing any coherent thought, while Thump coaxed an
orgasm out of her.

Before
she finished, he lifted her up and away from his mouth.  So much, too much, and
she wanted more.  They weren't even started yet!  She wanted everything, all of
him.  He placed her on the ground and she launched herself at his cock, greed
overcoming her.  She grabbed his lengthy shaft in her hands, staring at it with
perverse hungry.

Without
even thinking about it, she wrapped her lips around his cockhead.  Pressing her
head forward, trying to shove past his throbbing, massive girth, she pushed
herself downwards.  Her hands scrambled to grab his balls and she squeezed one
in each hand.  Large, like peaches, Miri rolled his balls around in her palms. 
Her head bobbed up and down on his shaft, going as far as she could.  His dick
was massive, at least ten inches long, and wider around than her fist, but she
managed to take a quarter of him into her mouth.