Page 34 of Ace of Spades


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I thought about what it would feel like to have him fucking me at the same time. Maybe he’d fuck my mouth while Chess and Hatter filled my pussy and my ass. Maybe he’d pinch my nipples or play with my clit while his friends took turns fucking me.

Another orgasm tore through my core, ripping through my body and making me cry out so loud that the birds in the trees shot into the air and flew away.

"Oh, Alice..." Hatter groaned as my slick walls convulsed around his fingers and my dark orifice tightened around his cock. He sped up his thrusts and pounded into me even harder, making me scream in pleasure. "Fuck, Alice, you feel incredible! You have no idea what you're doing to me!"

With his fingers still anchored in my pussy, I felt him thrust into my ass as deep as he could before his breath caught in his throat. He hissed in ecstasy as all of his hot cum spilled into the soft heat of my channel.

Tea cups rattled on their saucers with every final slam as Hatter emptied his balls into me, one warm spurt after another. Finally he fell backwards into his overstuffed chair, pulling me down with him, his cock lodged inside my ass until it stopped twitching.

I lay against his heaving chest in a delirious daze, my dress stuck to me with sweat, trembling with satisfaction while Hatter and I caught our breath. He held me close, stroking my frosting-coated blonde hair absentmindedly. Then he kissed my shoulder, his lips lingering for a moment before he pulled away.

"That was incredible," he whispered. "Did you enjoy that?"

Too overwhelmed with pleasure to speak right away, I could only nod.

"Good," Hatter said with a relaxed sigh and a wide grin. "I'm so proud of you for being able to take my cock. I can't wait to do it again."

I didn’t even mind the guests who were watching me recover from the thorough fucking I’d just received.

I knew that I should feel ashamed for what had just transpired, but instead, a newfound power surged through my veins, leaving me feeling invincible.

“You sound pretty relaxed,” I whispered softly, my fingers trailing a delicate path along Mad Hatter's neck. “Are you going to tell me where you hid the Vorpal Sword?"

A gentle laugh tumbled out of Hatter’s chest, his eyes glinting with contentment in the dimly lit garden.

“I suppose you've earned your prize, haven't you?" He shifted me until his cock slipped out of my ass, then zipped up his pants before pulling me back into his lap. He leaned against the arm of his chair, propping himself up on an elbow as he gazed at me in what I hoped was approval. "Very well, then."

He traced his fingertips along my collarbone, drawing idle patterns as he spoke. "The sword lies hidden within the heart of a treacherous labyrinth, guarded by a deadly chessboard that has claimed the lives of many who dared to venture there."

He lifted a brow and grinned at me.

“But I doubt those poor souls studied fencing for six years. I’m sure you’ll do fine. Especially if I go with you. I’ll take you to the entrance of the maze when you’re ready.”

“The more, the merrier,” murmured Chess, who hadn’t left his chair since we’d arrived. "I'm impressed by this new, fiery version of Alice," he said, leaning closer to where I still sat curled up in Hatter’s lap. "Besides, my shape-shifting abilities could prove useful in navigating the dangers that await you. What about you, Callister? Will you join us?”

The corner of Callister’s mouth twitched, but he shook his head.

“I don’t think so. I have business to attend to.”

“What sort of business?”

Callister crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head to one side, carefully considering his answer.

“I have business with the King of Clubs. Need I say more?”

Chess shook his head in a way that suggested the King of Clubs was all the explanation necessary.

Nobody had mentioned him before, but he must’ve been someone important.

How could he not be?

He was a fuckingking.

“When should we leave to go find the sword?” I asked Chess and Hatter.

“First thing in the morning,” Hatter said, giving my ass a playful smack before finding his hat and slapping it back onto his head. “You’re welcome to spend the night with me, but you won’t get much sleep if you do. Chess knows where the spare bedrooms are. Take your pick. We can celebrate more after your imminent victory.”

I took a deep breath, inhaling the thick, musty air that seemed to cling to every corner of the Mad Hatter's property. My heart pounded in my chest, fueled by a newfound sense of confidence and determination.

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