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‘Nothing?’ he does something with his tongue that makes me squeal in pleasure. ‘You called out my name, and it was nothing?’
I freeze, my body going rigid. ‘I did what?’ I whisper in horror.
‘When you came.’ Lick. ‘You screamed.’ Lick. ‘My name.’ Lick. ‘What.’ Lick. ‘Were you.’ Lick. ‘Thinking of.’ Lick. ‘My pretty human slave.’
I shudder, but I don’t reply.
I feel him smile against me.
‘Tell me, or I stop lapping at this delicious cunt.’
‘Don’t stop,’ I moan as he slides a single finger into me.
‘Mmmm,’ he hums into my core. ‘A very tight little slave girl indeed. Shall I find a thick, cold granite phallus to ease into this tiny pussy, hmm? They do that here, you know,’ he whispers. ‘The slave girls beg for them, I’m told. Their masters tie them in deep, so their little humans are ready and stretched for whenever their bull wants to shove his thick cock inside them and breed them.’
I moan loudly, wishing his dirty words didn’t make me want more.
He begins to pump his finger in and out of me slowly, taking the bud that he’s been paying so much attention to into his mouth and sucking on it.
I squeal as that sends me over the edge. I come suddenly, my body shuddering as it clamps down on his finger, which he keeps moving in languid strokes that match his tongue until I collapse into the bed, panting.
My first coherent thoughts several moments later are of the words he said to me and how they made me tremble with need. Notions of how the Dark Realms treat human women appall me. How could they have made me quake with desire? I cover my face with my hands, disgusted with myself. I’m a traitor to my kind.
I feel Kallum roll away from me, lying on his back next to me. He lets out a long sigh.
‘Good girl,’ he breathes, and I can hear the smile in his voice.
I cringe into the pillow.
‘What’s this?’ he asks, sounding concerned.
He pulls my hands away from my face.
‘There’s no need to be embarrassed,’ he says.
I shake my head. ‘But the things you said …’
He looks confused, but then realization dawns. ‘The words about the slave girls?’
I give a tiny nod. ‘I liked the awful things you were saying. I don’t understand. How could I have …’
He hushes me and caresses my cheek, his expression one of understanding. ‘Things said during bed play aren’t always real,’ he says slowly.
‘But why did I?—’
‘Tell me what you were thinking of this morning,’ he says.
I shake my head.
‘Lia, you just came on my tongue and finger. I can’t know?’
My eyes search his. ‘I don’t want you to know things about me,’ I blurt.
‘You’re afraid they’ll be used against you. To hurt you.’
I nod. ‘Maybe not you. I hope not you, but even if you don’t, the others … Nothing’s changed. Not really. We just need to work together to get what we want. If we … when we leave, things will go back to how they were before. None of you will speak to me except to say cruel things.’ I look away, not understanding why I’m so upset that they’ll return to making sure I’m unhappy and uncomfortable every moment of the day and night.
‘I know I deserve it,’ I continue, ‘but if I told you things about me and you used them, or you told the others and they did, I don’t think I could bear it after the past few days. I could keep my emotions away from how you were all treating me before. None of us really knew each other. It was just,’ I shrug, ‘revenge, as Dane said. But, now …’
