Page 110 of Plug and Tame

Sickened, Kira looked away, wishing she could block her ears as the vampiress—who was her half sister for crying out loud—let out a muffled scream as Nathaniel entered her.

Disbelief hit Kira.

Unable to stop herself, she used her magic to touch Nathaniel’s mind, and immediately wished she hadn’t. She was met with the physical pleasure of his cock throbbing and tensing from the tight pressure of being compressed by Gloria’s tight cunt.

Holy shit.

Kira cut herself off from Nathaniel’s magic and bent over, praying she wouldn’t throw up as she wheezed for air around the gag, feeling light-headed. All this time, she’d been in denial. He had implied this was his plan, but she’d convinced herself that he was exaggerating, that this would never happen—could never happen.

It’s just a bad dream.

And yet, here they were, in a secluded backroom of Gloria’s nightclub, the loud, wet slaps of Nathaniel’s balls ringing in her ears.

She tried not to watch, she really did, but in her peripheral vision, she saw it all: the way he drew back in a slow, patient movement, before thrusting forward again, the wet squelch as he impacted Gloria making them both flinch.

“Consent,” Nathaniel hissed, drawing back, “to be my wife.” He slammed into Gloria again, a punishing thrust that caused the vampiress’ body to jolt forward against Kira’s restraints. “Consent,” he repeated, beginning the process all over again.

It was cold, brutal, and deliberate, and Nathaniel was ruthless as he fucked Gloria. His expression was both detached and predatory in a way Kira had never seen before.

A hard truth settled over her as her gaze drifted back to Nathaniel. He was forcing himself on her sister. And she was a fucking accomplice.

Kira’s gaze darted to Gloria with concern, but her guilt faded when she heard the vampiress’ soft moans, and noticed the way she pushed her hips and ass back to meet Nathaniel.

Kira watched in astonishment.

Gloria’s urging him on. She’s fucking enjoying this.

What kind of twisted person wanted this to happen to them?

Someone like me, Kira realised a split second later.

Her eyes unfocused. Maybe she and her sister were not so different after all. And despite initial impressions, Gloria clearly wasn’t perfect.

Nathaniel was breathing heavily, his hands gripping Gloria’s hips as he took her in slow, hard, jerking motions.

Kira stared openly now, but he seemed intent on avoiding her gaze, or perhaps he was too absorbed by Gloria to notice her.

Sadness filled her at that thought.

Nathaniel had been at it for at least a quarter of an hour with no sign of coming. The sweat poured off him, and both his and Gloria’s eyes had shut as if they were lost in the moment.

Kira was lost too. But unlike Nathaniel and Gloria, she was alone. An outsider, looking in.

She could no longer tell if the vampiress was enjoying herself, or just waiting for it to be over.

Feeling glum, she withdrew her tails from Gloria, who clearly no longer needed to be restrained. Her wolves lay down, ears lowered as Nathaniel took the vampiress.

Hot jealousy surged through Kira’s chest, stinging the back of her throat with bile and causing tears to well in her eyes. She licked her snouts anxiously, watching helplessly as the man she loved move inside another woman.

The minutes passed, and she felt smaller and smaller as Nathaniel kept up his slow, steady thrusts. His grunts had grown more anguished, and he looked like he was in pain rather than enjoying himself. Meanwhile, Gloria still hadn’t said ‘yes’ to his proposal.

A realisation hit Kira with shocking clarity.

Nathaniel was struggling. Somehow, he had maintained an erection, but he wasn’t able to finish what he’d started, and Gloria was too stubborn to give in.

He needs me.

They needed to break her willpower before Nathaniel lost his.