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Here is the very last part of Outside the Castle. Thank you to all of my readers who have stuck by this series, and for all of your patience! I appreciate all of your support and feedback!

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Chapter 6: Epilogue

Aldwin was engulfed in heat. His long, brown hair was stuck to his pillow by sweat, and the bed’s blanket clung tightly around him. Atop him, the Demoness was engaged in her version of “torture”. Dusk was hunched over her lover, her back arched high as she held down his arms and legs with her own, all while “attacking” his neck. Aldwin squirmed as she nibbled on it lightly one moment, just barely sinking her teeth into his skin and enjoying his vulnerability. She then sucked fiercely on the “wound” with her wet mouth to make him feel better. Every time Aldwin tried to kick his legs out or dared to wriggle his wrists free Dusk gripped him tighter, and her sex grew warmer.

“Torture” aside, Aldwin was glad to finally make love in a soft and clean bed. It was a far cry from the forest floor they had shared last time. For Dusk, it meant she could have her fun without breaking the poor Prince’s bones against the cold Earth.

The wool and wood of the bed bounced and groaned as she began to roughly grind herself against his cock, letting it rub against her slick slit. Aldwin moaned loudly, the sound slipping out from behind his bitten lips. He could barely contain his urge to thrust himself against Dusk and finish early.

“Uurrff…” He groaned.

Dusk smiled, pressing her cheek to Aldwin’s and speaking into his ear. “You’re never getting away from me again, Prince.”

Her whispers blew air directly into Aldwin’s ear, sending waves of goosebumps down from his head and through his neck. His shoulder twitched uncontrollably, and Dusk gripped his limbs tighter.

“Nowhere to run now, Prince,” She began to grind a bit faster against his head, and felt his round tip kiss her labia. Every shake of her hips onto him sent more heat and pleasure coursing through her groin. It was becoming unbearable to resist slamming herself down and fully engulfing his cock. “And nobody can take you from me. You’re all mine.”

Aldwin could feel that he was right on the very cusp of finishing.

“So… close.” He grunted deeply.

Dusk lost control of herself and used Aldwin for as little stamina as he had left, sinking down onto his throbbing member and quickly lifting back off, slamming her red ass against his pale waist. Over and over again she bounced atop him, letting the sensation of his cock jolt through her again and again and again, until Aldwin nearly screamed.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Was all Dusk could think to scream every time she took Aldwin into her sex.

At last, the Prince could take it no more. “SO… GOOD!” Aldwin’s back arched upwards as he climaxed into Dusk, shooting his load deep into her.

The Demoness only needed to slam herself down twice more before her vulva exploded with pleasure. “ALL! MINE!” She shouted before falling down atop Aldwin, keeping him inside of her.

Dusk released Aldwin’s arms, and he curled them around her sweat-covered back, running his fingers through her wet hair. They both panted heavily, and Dusk’s breath blew through the hair atop Aldwin’s head. Aldwin himself was aligned with Dusk’s breasts, and took one of her nipples into his mouth between gasps.

Together they shared the moment of ecstasy, feeling the soft surface of the bed and the firmness of each other’s embrace.

After a few minutes, Dusk leaned down, and they embraced each other in a loving and passionate kiss.

…

Down in the cellar, the innkeeper was asleep. His hairy arms were tied behind his back and his grimy mouth was gagged. The rope restraining his arms was tied to a column supporting the inn.

Immediately after Aldwin and Dusk had arrived in Kull, the Demoness’ first priority was to knock out the only man who could have known what room she and Aldwin were staying in. Nobody at the bar complained when she slammed his head into the wall and carried him off to the basement. They all simply smiled and enjoyed the free ale.

After taking care of the most pressing issue, Dusk and Aldwin took a stroll through Kull. They had the entire day to gather supplies for their journey before the bounty hunters were ordered to come after them.

Hand in hand, they strolled through the filthy town, with life running, scrambling, and crashing all around them. This time, between their cloaks, they gripped each other tightly, both of their fingers interlocked. It was a feeling of togetherness neither of them had ever truly felt or so plainly enjoyed in their entire lives, and it was bliss.

For the better part of the day, the couple walked across town, preparing for their next adventure. They began by purchasing food, tents, and gear to maintain their armor and weapons. Of course, they stopped by the flower cart again so that Dusk could place a flower in Aldwin’s hair and (as she blushed deeply) Aldwin he did the same for her. It wasn’t until they needed to purchase clothes that Dusk revealed their next adventure.

“Before you were stolen away, I spoke with a man who had a quest for us,” She began. Aldwin’s lips curved into a smile. “He says that in the North, the Three Snow Kingdoms are being repeatedly attacked by frost giants of obscene size and fury.”

Aldwin beamed with excitement, “With you at my side, we shall strike them down and have their heads as trophies.”

Dusk appreciated his eagerness, “You can have your princely honor, and I can challenge a being more devilish than I.”

…

They rose with the sun. Its beams slowly slipped between the mountains, and then coated the forest trees before lighting up Kull. Aldwin and Dusk took their time getting up, for they knew not when they would reach another bed so warm, so soft, and so sacred.

The pair dressed quickly, and Aldwin helped Dusk affix her armor onto her toned body. He noticed that the bar was unusually quiet as he padded down the stairs. Most of the men from yesterday had either gotten drunk and left or gotten drunk and passed out. He tiptoed around the comatose customers and made his way outside, into the chilly and crisp morning air.

Dusk snuck down to the dim cellar. The innkeep was still snoring, and did not wake as she stole several of his stored foods for breakfast. In a sack she tossed some of his produce, dried meat, bread, and cheese. It would be more than enough to start their day. The light clanking of her armor failed to wake the rest of the dozing customers as she snuck outside.

Upon realizing that it wouldn’t be right to leave the innkeeper in the cellar forever, Aldwin took out a small knife and a scrap of parchment from the horse’s saddlebag. He quickly scribbled a note directing the first good passerby who read it to release the inkeep from the basement. He stabbed the note into the door, then turned back.

Dusk was already atop the black horse, her armor shining in the rising sun. Her horns were high and proud, and her dark hair absorbed all the light around it. Once more Aldwin looked into her glowing eyes, and she met his gaze with a grin. The Prince walked up to her, and the Demoness offered him a hand.

Aldwin wrapped his fingers around hers, and was practically yanked upwards onto the saddle. He shifted his legs about to get comfortable, then wrapped his arms around Dusk’s torso. They cantered to the far edge of town, where the homes and shops ended and the road rolled through a clearing and into the dim forest.

“Are you ready, my Prince?” Dusk asked.

“With you…” Aldwin hugged his arms even tighter around her. “Always.”

And together they set off.