Page 57 of Nights of Obedience


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No one in this room was going to help me.

I struggled against his hold again, not caring that the body jewelry was jostling and showing bits of me I’d never shown to anyone. I didn’t have time to be ashamed. I needed to get free.

Regret sunk in, and I wished I’d paid more attention during those lessons in Renoa. Maybe Ladon had been on to something about fighting without magic.

Ladon. Was this…was this what he’d been going through every night? I couldn’t think about that right now. Not while I was being pawed at with calloused hands.

I tried to elbow the man in the gut, but he only chuckled. My resistance only turned him on, it seemed. As I writhed, I felt the unmistakable prod of his hard cock near my ass.

I froze, and he took the moment of hesitancy to slip a hand beneath the golden chains. He pinched my nipple, and I cried in pain.

“Shh,” he said in my ear. The heat of his breath made me tremble. Everyone was staring. And I was on the verge of tears.

I found Reyna on the opposite side of the room, smiling while my lips trembled.

“Please,” I said softly.

The guests were quietly chattering, but Reyna’s voice carried through the room. “You really should’ve considered your actions before. Now you’ll pay the price.”

From the corner of my eye, I saw the woman with a pierced brow sit on the arm of my chair. Her cold and delicate fingers wrapped around my thigh and she pulled my leg toward her, opening me for the room to see. Eyes narrowed in on my core and I thought I was going to be sick.

My heart thundered in my chest. “Please.”

She ran her finger over my slit and the man holding me growled with pleasure. Meanwhile, I was too terrified to move. Shock had left me immobile. My brain was working in overdrive, trying to comprehend what was happening. She slid one finger inside me and I gasped.

Others were drawing closer now, wanting their piece of the prize. Wanting their turn with the new toy.

Hands were all over me, grabbing at me from above, from my side. Lips were on my neck. Fingers digging into my skin, sliding into my core, tugging at a spot that should’ve elicited bliss but only brought forth more tears.

“Please,” I said again, knowing no one was listening. “Don’t.”

At the end of the night, my body was left discarded on the floor. My body jewelry was disheveled, twisted, and tangled. I’d been prodded and kneaded, touched and tasted, all for the pleasure of others.

It was endless. It was unrelenting. It was violating.

There were a few times I thought my shame would reach its max. I’d bordered on shuddering with pleasure, but Reyna was somehow acutely aware of my condition at all times. She only needed to snap her fingers and it all stopped, leaving me breathless and mortified that I wanted more. She kept me close to that edge but never let me fall over it.

That must’ve been one of her rules.

A second rule, I’d surmised—no penetration, at least not with any of the males. Fingers and tongues were fair game, but at no point during the night were any of them allowed to fuck me. A small mercy I couldn’t muster the energy to be grateful for.

I closed my eyes, wishing it would all fall away. Retreating footsteps sounded, vibrating where my ear pressed to the carpet. I wanted to disappear.

I felt her approach and come to a stop above me.

“Well? Did you learn your lesson, Emilie?” Reyna asked. There was a hint of that fake concern in her voice. Like this had been a tragic accident, and she was simply an innocent bystander. Her voice mocked me. If only I could’ve stopped this, it said.

But I couldn’t find the strength to bite back. My body was lifeless on the floor.

There was a thud as my regular clothes landed next to my head.

“Do not test me again.”

Chapter Twenty

Ladon

The room felt too small while I paced back and forth. It didn’t feel too small; it was too small. Each time I made my way across the stone floor, I counted my steps.

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