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“Of course, my king,” they replied in unison.

I turned my attention back to the handsome young man bobbing up and down on my glistening cock.

“And you...”

He lifted his head, such devotion in his eyes.

“Yes, my king?”

My body began to shake uncontrollably as intense euphoria coursed through me. I thrust deep into his mouth, then erupted in an uncontrollable explosion, showering the back of his throat with my scorching release.

“Drink me.”

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ChapterThree

CHESS

The rotting remains of the Wickedwood Forest loomed before us as Hatter and I made our way along the overgrown path. The sickly-sweet stench of decay hung heavy in the air, as if the very essence of Wonderland was rotting from within.

Probably because that’s exactly what was happening.

Gone were the whimsical nonsense creatures I was used to seeing...creatures that existed simply to prove that someone had imagined them. Gone were the bright colors, the bizarre yet wondrous logic that defined Wonderland.

Now there was only decay.

What was once a whimsical and colorful realm had turned into a festering wasteland under the tyrannical rule of the Red Queen. Ruin and rot tainted everything her madness touched.

My demonic nature always felt more comfortable in the cycles of darkness over the centuries, but I craved the light that Alice had brought into my world. Without her, Wonderland was bleak and colorless.

I needed to find her again.

So did Hatter.

So did all of Wonderland.

I prayed that she was still alive. If she wasn’t...

I couldn’t let myself go there.

I longed to return to the carefree days before the queen’s reign of terror, back when Callister and I could laugh with Hatter for hours on end, sipping tea and playing ridiculous games that had no rules or winners.

All that mattered was pleasure...and Hatter knew how to throw a party.

Simply the memory of him being the gracious host soured my mood. We’d been sniping at each other for hours, unable to agree on a plan to find Alice.

I was furious at him for fucking himself to exhaustion and losing track of her. I trusted him, and he’d let me down.

I was even more furious with myself for draining my powers by fucking Alice. If I hadn’t been so weak and selfish, I could have protected her from whoever had taken her. Now we had no idea where she’d gone, or if she was even still alive.

"This place reeks of death," Hatter muttered. His boots squished into the mud with every step. I watched in disgust as dark, brackish water seeped over the tops, soaking his feet with the putrid stink of rot. “If you were really my friend, you’d be walking through this festering muck with me, not floating above the ground.”

“If you were really my friend, you wouldn’t wish that on me,” I replied. “Blame your mother for fucking an earthbound fae instead of a Cheshire Cat demon.”

“I’d rather be fae than a demon who loses his powers every time he blows a load,” Hatter snapped back. “I thought you knew when to stop fucking!”

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose between two fingers.

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