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“I- I don’t want to.” Fillian stopped at his second knuckle, and I writhed my hips, trying to ease the ache. “Is this hurting, princess?” It ached, but only because I yearned for more.
This boy was a fool. The deeper he went, the easier it was to connect to him, and the further I could reach towards his energy.
“Maybe she wants me to stop?” Fillian’s heart tremored along with his voice.
“This isn’t about her.” Valko said. “You are taking from her the way her father took from us.” Valko was closer now, the warmth of his presence sinking into my skin as he leant over me.
“Princess.” Fillian sounded nervous. He chose that moment to push deeper, his bent knuckles bumping my upper thigh as his fingers found my sweet spot, and light exploded behind my eyes.
A muffled cry tore through me, my back arching again, every sensitive spot in my body lighting up - a mix of pleasure and hate that affected all three of them. Tension rose between us, their focus slipping, becoming more absorbed in their task than indulging in their rage.
How could I do this? How could I escape?
With Fillian’s fingers inside me, I could feel him, all of him - his energy, his emotions, the wonder that soared through him. I could feel the way his heart softened, and his gentleness, despite the sick situation I was in. “You’re so wet, princess,” he said, fascinated. “Is that for me? Does that mean you want me?”
“Look, Fil.” Valko leaned over my left thigh. “If you’re scared of hurting her, lick her here. Play with her like you did with your fingers.” Valko’s voice grew hotter, heavier with each word as the hand on my thigh bit deeper.
Bastards. This toying with me was more painful than what was to come. Hope faded as I was pulled further under by the spell of the drug.
Fillian’s hot tongue descended on me, and everything dissolved. My hips rolled as I cried out. My eyes closed behind the blindfold, dragging me deeper towards them, my body tight. Any fear that still remained fled, replaced by need. Their voices covered me, wrapping around me in the darkness. I wanted more. I wanted to be touched. Even the pain from Lucien’s claws around my neck was a relief to the desire building inside me.
I could not let them fuck me. I could not let them anywhere near me. In my desperation, I shifted my hips away from him, but any attempt I made only made the pleasure more intense.
I tried to stop the moan that shuddered through me, my breath escaping, my chest writhing. Each movement seemed to urge them on and brought me closer to the edge.
“She’s so tight. I can feel her muscles squeezing me,” Fillian gasped. “Valko, is it meant to be like this?”
Something else trembled through us all: a pause of silence, a flicker of uncertainty from both Valko and Lucien, which was quickly erased as Lucien growled and Valko’s focus returned to me.
No matter how much the pleasure crowded me, I had to use it. That moment of doubt. I pushed hesitation towards him, though the only reward I had was Fillian’s lips leaving me, an emptiness rushing through me as he lifted his head. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this? It feels wrong.”
I groaned against the gag as his fingers left me too, the connection to him fading. I still had the other two, but their wills were far stronger and less susceptible to my influence.
I pushed against the cloth with my tongue, withdrawing my fangs, hoping I could somehow remove it from my mouth and compel them to release me. My throat burned from how far they had stuffed it into me, but that did not mean it was stuck.
I heard the sounds of rustling, movement that sparked a deeper fear inside me. There was no way out. The leather cords ate at me, my hands and feet screaming. The pain from Lucien’s claws abated as he released me, choosing instead to return to my breasts. He rolled my nipples, tingles of pleasure fluttering through me to join the other sparks lighting my body.
Fillian rose, still between my thighs, but his groan and the slick sounds coming from him had my heart leaping to my throat. The knowledge of what was coming next ripped away the blanket of lust that had been consuming me from the start.
I refused to let this happen. I was to go to the Crimson Palace. The Grandmothers were waiting for me. My country needed me. I could not give up.
My will was firm, but my heart was breaking. I was to become the Scarlet Queen. I could not lose everything I had been working towards simply because my body was taken with desire.
Under the pretence of fighting, I tried to remove the blindfold, rubbing the back of my head against the table, attempting to slip it off. Even if I could not speak, I could still freeze their bodies with my gaze.
“Here, Fillian. Position yourself,” Valko said, another brush from his fingers sending tremors through my body.
I had one more chance. I used my fear, my desperation, my need to be free, and sent it out as hard as I could. Fillian was not touching me, but the other two still held me down. I prayed with everything I had that it would work, that somehow this energy would make them untie the cords.
But their only reaction to the burst of agony I sent them was to flinch, hissing at the force of it.
I prided myself on my strength, my patience, and determination, but whatever else I had left in me was futile against the combined power of the three of them.
I tried to fight it, to fight the passion that reignited as Fillian pressed his cock against my entrance and pushed inside me.
This could not be happening. I was the only female left of my line. If he took me, it would vanish, and I would watch as the beautiful reds of my country were scarred with purple until there was nothing left of the Cardinal Kingdom.
But then I felt it - I felt him - Fillian pressing his cock deeper, and any hope I had of saving my kingdom vanished.
