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That word pounded a flicker of wit back to life. I might have been many things—a scorned woman, a barren widow, a fool for thinking I’d had a plan here—but a whore… I was not and would never be!
I shoved my other palm against his chest, liquid rage tingling my fingers as I fought to lift them away from my folds. “You’re the devil, just like they—”
“Ah, ah, ah! Your king didn’t grant you permission to stop.” Those colorless eyes regarded me with calculated coldness as my shaky hand dove back between my legs, swirling around my drenched hole until the blood in my veins thickened with lust that shouldn’t have been there. “There, that’s a good little… No, don’t press your thighs together. Let me see how you play with what’s mine. Mine to agonize with need; mine to torment with pleasure.”
Pleasure set my body aflame with each corrupted thrust I bucked my hips against, no matter how my mind reeled, screamed, shouted that I didn’t want this. Couldn’t possibly enjoy this but, ah… Torturous heat slammed into me with such force, I arched my back, resonating the chamber with lewd sounds I barely recognized as my own. What was wrong with me?
“Yes…” The King thrust upward, grinding his hard length against my arse as he cupped my breast. “So long since I’d had a warm quim tighten around my cock and milk the seed from me. Do you deserve that, little one? My flesh pounding into yours until you come apart on my length? Hmm?”
No matter how I pressed my lips together, a moan forced them apart, followed by a mewled, “Yes.”
“Have you been a good little mortal?”
“Yes,” I cried like a madwoman.
“Are you sure?”Crrkmade the silk, exposing my breast to the chill of the chamber before he roughly kneaded the flesh to aching, making my nymph tingle with the onset of release. “You didn’t try to escape me? Didn’t mark my walls with notches?”
Smack.
My hand slapped against my sex, hard, shutting down my release so completely that my entire body shook with… with what? Disappointment? Had I gone insane? Even if he stirred my hands, how could I possibly want this?
“Mmm… you can’t imagine, little mortal, how I ache to plunge into your warm flesh. To have you again and again until we’re both so consumed with need, we will redefine the meaning of eternity.” He took my hand and led my fingers to his mouth, groaning as he suckled the wet lust from each one with agonizing patience, letting his teeth scrape along my skin. “But you displeased me so, marking your way to a freedom you shall never have. Go now! Hurry back to your chamber before I come up with a punishment.”
No. No punishment!
I quickly slipped off his lap.
“A change of heart.” He grabbed my hand and spun me around. “Down on your knees.” My knees hit the ground before he spoke the last word. “That’s a good girl.”
My eyes burned with anger as I looked up at him. “I refuse to be your whore, you bastard.”
“With that insolent mouth of yours, you’d make a poor whore indeed.” He sunk deeper into his throne and gave a suggestive thrust of his hips. “Undo my breeches and take my cock out.”
I watched my eager fingers tug on the black straps, lust spiraling through me no matter how my mind reeled at the sight of flesh swelling beneath. Palms glided over soft, unscarred skin. They worked the leather down, revealing his thick length, even though he was only half aroused.
“Grip me tightly. Ah! Yes, like that, little one.” Fed by thick, blueish veins, his shaft jerked inches away from my mouth. “Mmm… look how you’re licking your lips.”
My tongue strained to taste him, no matter how my thoughts revolted. My fingers wrapped around his girth, lust and loathing fighting at my core.
He clasped my chin, bringing my lips closer to his swollen flesh. “Run your tongue from base to crown.Slowly.” His gray eyes clenched shut as I did, his groan mingling with how I hummed crooked delight. “Mmm, yes… how well this mouth of yours will serve me.”
The faintest ember of hatred glowed to life at his words, yet I lapped a translucent bead from the slit of his crown, almost purring at the saltiness prickling my tongue. When his fingers tightened in my hair, guiding my head to take more of him, I did. My lips strained around his girth, tongue twirling around the wide flare of his crown. Each time traces of seed coated my tongue, my nymph throbbed with need, almost like an echo to how his legs trembled the closer he came to release.
“Open. Let me fuck the back of your throat.” Cupping my cheek, thumb stroking the corner of my lips, he thrust his cock into my mouth, filling it with his thick flesh while the muscles on his abdomen quivered. “Mmm… your mouth is skilled. Ah, Ada, bring my seed forth and you shall have a taste of me.”
Strokes quickening, his moans shattered from the surrounding stone as he plundered my mouth until, with a raw shout, his hips first stalled, then jerked. Fingers tight in my hair, he held me still, releasing warm ropes of seed which splashed against my gums before they trickled down my throat.
“Swallow me down, my little one,” he rasped. “Yes… ah, such a good girl. Spread it across your gums and learn the taste of my seed.”
Swallow it down, I did.
And I hated myself for it.
Hated more how I smiled.
With a tug on my arm, he urged me to my feet. He gripped my waist and picked me up, sitting me back onto his lap, his erection still slightly hard beneath me. And with my mind dulled with this sense of humiliation, I let him.
“Now this… this deserves a reward.” The King took the new jug from the dead footman standing idly beside us, took a sip, then reached it toward me. “Wine? No? Ah, where are my manners…” His other hand lifted toward the footman. “Of course, my woman shall have a goblet.”
